Is This Medicine Laced with Shit?
The vents were still spraying out a sedative, and while his Inner Qi could protect his meridians, the rest of the school was powerless to resist.
He glanced at the people lying on the ground outside.
If this drags on any longer, all my underlings will become ready-made materials on the experimental table.
"Let's stop fighting for a bit, I'm going to give them some treats!"
Sing Sing slipped away, dodging the attack while stepping on the back of the katana.
Using the momentum, he flipped over the Silver Samurai's shoulder, landed, grabbed Yukio by the collar, and dragged her like a dead dog to Mariko's side.
A strong wind howled behind me.
Without even turning around, it was clear that the silver -Silver Samurai was about to sweep across the battlefield again.
Sing Sing twisted his waist, dodging the Blade that was slicing down at the ground with a graceful movement.
With his other hand, he quickly pulled out the palm-sized Mini Dimensional Box.
After completing the procedures, Old Zhou reached into the box and rummaged around for a while before finally pulling out a glass bottle with a biohazard warning label.
The bottle bears Professor Jiang Si's handwritten inscription:
The Nine-Turn Large Intestine Awakening Pill should not be taken before or after meals.
"I've said it before: research funding should not be given to cooks who have no ethical standards!"
As the Silver Samurai raised his sword to strike, Old Zhou used Chaotic Wind Blade Technique to force the opponent back, and quickly poured out two pills that emitted a strange smell.
He pried open Mariko and Yukio's chins one by one and stuffed the thing into the back of their tongues.
The pill turned into a puddle of black liquid as soon as it touched saliva. Yukio was the first to sit up as if she had been electrocuted, clutching her neck and kneeling on the ground, retching, tears streaming down her face.
As soon as Mariko opened her eyes, a sour, fishy smell, reminiscent of rotting and fermenting swill from a sewer, assaulted her nostrils.
As expected of a powerful woman in charge of a conglomerate, she managed to swallow the bitterness that welled up in her throat.
"Baka! What disgusting thing did you feed me?" She staggered to her feet, leaning against the wall, and glared at Sing Sing.
"The formula is a state secret, and the core ingredients are really not convenient to disclose to foreign guests."
Sing Sing put the bottle back in his arms and casually dragged Amiko behind the reception desk.
"Its main effect is to refresh the mind; the only side effect is hiccups with a slightly watery taste, which will subside naturally after a few days."
He dusted off his hands, his face full of righteousness.
"This preserves the original flavor of the ingredients; the lingering taste will naturally fade over time."
The Silver Samurai raised his sword again, Yukio gritted her teeth and stepped forward, using her two katanas to block the oncoming Blade.
The impact was so strong that her knees buckled and her arms trembled.
"Leave this to me, you focus on saving people!"
Sing Sing glanced at her limp legs, knowing that Yukio's small body wouldn't last for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
He decided not to waste time arguing.
We must race against time and find as many capable cannon fodder... no, I mean, helpers to join the battle.
Upon arriving at the playground, Sing Sing kicked away Ito Shinji, who was pressing down on Mitsuhashi Takashi's back, and flicked two pills into their mouths respectively.
Mitsuhashi opened his eyes, immediately rolled over and lay face down on the grass, vomiting violently.
"Boss, tell me the truth, did you go to the toilet to get supplies and stuff shit into my mouth?!"
Ito Shinji had barely caught his breath when the lingering effects of the previous shock surged up again.
Her eyes rolled back, and she almost fainted again.
Sing Sing had no time to pay attention to these two clowns. After giving them some instructions and distributing a few pills, he turned and rushed into the teaching building.
Nine-Turned Intestine
Genji Takiya, Hanamichi Sakuragi, Serizawa Tamao, and Hayashida Megumi, among others, woke up one after another.
A chorus of retching sounds echoed throughout the teaching building.
These hot-blooded delinquents angrily cursed Sing Sing, spewing out a string of vulgar and offensive language.
Everyone suspected that the new boss had fed them pure Oli Gei (a type of spicy food).
Sing Sing, who had just returned to the hall, saw that Yukio was about to collapse, so he stepped forward and delivered a powerful punch to the Silver Samurai's chest.
The Silver Samurai, who had initially dismissed the matter, was not afraid at all and even stood tall and resisted.
To everyone's surprise, the Silver Samurai was forced to stagger back several steps after that punch.
While the two sides were locked in a struggle, on the other side, the old school building began to collapse.
Large swathes of concrete fell into the black hole, a deformed hand gripped the edge of the opening, and half of Ueda Kenji's face peeked out from the darkness.
A second hand followed closely behind, then a third, the sound of gears turning filling the air.
Swarms of clones crawled out of the ground and pounced on the unconscious student, grabbing his ankles and dragging him toward the underground entrance.
"Damn it, what kind of mess is this?!"
Sing Sing, having forced back the Silver Samurai, is constantly putting out fires and running around frantically.
Time was of the essence, and he had no time to circulate his Qi and build up his strength.
Fortunately, these clones were much weaker than the original Ueda Kenji he had first encountered.
If you can cut down enemies quickly enough, you can kill them before they can regroup and surround you.
"Serizawa, guard the left flank and don't let them get close to the wounded!"
"Takidani, get everyone who can walk to a safe place!"
"Hayashida Megumi, the underground entrance is yours. Smash it back whenever one comes out!"
The taste of the large intestine sobering pills still lingered in their mouths, and their expressions were all grim, but no one stopped what they were doing.
Soon, Saeko Busujima, carrying a knife, led the people who had regained consciousness to launch a counterattack against the clones.
In the hall, the Silver Samurai crashed through the concrete and strode onto the playground, wielding a giant blade.
Yukio rolled out of the gap, her twin swords sparking as they scraped against the ground, her left leg already powerless.
Mariko held Amiko and hid behind the crumbling wall, a bloody gash on her shoulder caused by rubble.
The Silver Samurai swept his sword to his side, instantly severing several clones blocking his path in two.
Sing Sing glanced at the students behind him, then swept his gaze over the clones that were constantly emerging from the ground.
If he focuses all his efforts on dealing with the Silver Samurai, the clones will be able to drag the unconscious student back to the laboratory.
If he turned around to deal with the monsters, the Silver Samurai's strike would be enough to wipe out most of the rescue team.
Just as he was caught in a dilemma, a blue-purple halo tore open beside him, and the space expanded violently to both sides.
A familiar figure slowly floated out from the aperture.
Her short, burgundy hair, reaching her ears, was messy and covered half of her grayish-blue face.
The Wandering Girl has a lollipop in her mouth and a cup of milk tea in her hand.
She glanced around at the blood-soaked battlefield, her eyes still languid with sleepiness. "Auv, what happened? You ended up getting surrounded and beaten up?"
Sing Sing's eyes lit up, and he was almost moved to tears.
What's this called?
This is what they call "when heaven closes all doors, man proposes, God disposes"!
"Stop making sarcastic remarks! Where is he? Bring him here right now!"
"Hey! You're really not being polite with your orders, you'll have to add two more cups of milk tea!"
The Wandering Girl bit into her lollipop and disappeared again.
In the blink of an eye, the blue-purple spatial light path froze and tore apart in mid-air.
A hairy hand reached out from inside, and the familiar smell of tobacco drifted through the light and into Sing Sing's nose.
The next moment, the burly man leaped out of mid-air.
Three Adamantium Claws shot out from each hand and rained down on the Silver Samurai.
"Boom!"
The three-meter-tall silver mecha immediately knelt down on the grass of the playground!