The Way to Invite Newcomers

"All right, don't overthink it, or you'll scare yourself sick."

Hearing that Bonawa's heart was still racing, Moka finally spoke up to remind him.

By then, he had already used a special technique to draw the cyanide gel from the test tube into his needle-like concealed weapons.

His ultimate move, the Netherworld Demonic Needle, compressed his own demonic energy into needles as fine as yak hairs. After learning scientific knowledge, he discovered that firing his Netherworld Demonic Needles through extremely thin syringes could add unexpected effects to his attacks—poison, for instance.

After putting away the fine needles, cleaning all the experimental equipment, and pouring the remaining waste into the disposal tank, he finally took off his white lab coat.

He rolled up his sleeves, checked the watch on his wrist, then said to Bonawa:

"Fortunately, we finished half an hour earlier than expected. Come on. Today, Teacher will take you to see a circus unlike any other."

Bonawa looked at Moka. Just as he was about to ask why, someone knocked on the laboratory door.

"Moka, are you done? We're running out of time."

Hearing the familiar voice outside, Bonawa immediately guessed who it was and shouted:

"Principal, run! Moka is an assassin! Go notify Count Nawatu!"

That shout had taken every scrap of courage Bonawa possessed, and he had already prepared himself for Moka to kill him in rage.

Yet the death he had imagined never came. Instead, the air fell silent for a moment, and then the laboratory door was opened.

Principal Mondy had a briefcase tucked beneath his arm. When he saw Moka and Bonawa, he widened his eyes and glared at Moka.

Moka gave an awkward smile.

"Principal."

Mondy shot him a glare, then said:

"Come over here."

Moka could only spread his hands and follow