This World Is Seriously Ill

This airhead wouldn't be hungry, would she? Kevin's head throbbed at the sight, so he forced a friendly smile and approached the blonde female driver, informing her of their next destination.

"Ms. Shizuka, the school nurse, do you have a police friend named Rika Minami who works in the prefectural police's Special Assault Team (S.A.T.)?"

Shizuka Marikawa snapped awake, wiping drool from her mouth. She seemed extremely surprised by what Kevin had mentioned.

"You know Little Xiangxiang? That's great! How is she now? Did she escape? Is she hurt?"

Kevin's mouth twitched at the barrage of questions from the idiotic woman. He really shouldn't have tried to hint at anything with an airhead.

"Ahem... I saw her at the airport in Toko City. She should be fine..."

"I heard from a colleague that she enjoys collecting guns, lives alone, and her place is relatively close to here..."

"Also, don't you have the key to her residence? That's currently the most suitable place for us to stay."

Shizuka Marikawa slapped her forehead and fumbled in her pocket, pulling out a set of keys and shoving them into Kevin's hand. A hint of closeness flickered in her eyes.

"Little Xiangxiang told you this too? You two are really close."

As expected, this kind of creature's peculiar thought process would automatically fill in the relevant details, making them the easiest to trick.

Kevin quickly stopped Shizuka Marikawa's further questioning and, with a slightly firmer tone, ordered her to drive to Rika Minami's residence immediately.

Meanwhile, at Toko City International Airport.

Rika Minami, who was lying prone on a lookout post with a sniper rifle in hand, suddenly sneezed violently. The bullet that was aimed at a zombie's head immediately hit the concrete floor.

"What's wrong?"

The observer beside her asked with concern, handing her a tissue.

"I suddenly felt a chill down my spine. Is someone badmouthing me?"

The sniper and patrol sergeant from the Special Assault Team (S.A.T.)'s first squad took the tissue and cast a suspicious glance at the observer next to her.

"What, Leon, are you unhappy that you, a noble white man, lost in shooting to an Asian?"

The blonde man with the middle part quickly raised his hands innocently, protesting his unwarranted accusation.

"How could I? I've met plenty of Asians stronger than you."

Hmph hmph... men... Rika Minami rubbed her numb chest, readjusted her posture, and resumed clearing the airport.

A few hours ago, this man who had parachuted near the airport and landed in the sea nearby was brought here for treatment by a patrol boat that desperately wanted to know the outside situation.

Unfortunately, he didn't provide much useful information. Moreover, to save this scoundrel, her observer, through carelessness, had his neck bitten off by a zombie that jumped out from behind a shipping container.

With a shortage of personnel, Rika Minami had no choice but to keep the BSAA agent by her side. On one hand, she could temporarily have him act as her observer; on the other hand, she could indirectly monitor this guy whose intentions were unclear.

Hmph hmph... women... Leon, who had innocently taken the blame, shook his head helplessly.

I hope everyone is doing well...

A silent blessing was sent towards Toko City, shrouded in terror.

ps: Thank you to all the readers for your support. Regarding Saya Takagi's issue, she's just a child who's overly confident in her intelligence and likes to show off, but that doesn't stop her from making reasonable choices. Therefore, I think this is how a child's personality should be.

Section 75 Chapter 72: Killing Chickens (Seeking Recommendations, Monthly Votes, and Blades)

"Great, there's still hot water. I can finally take a nice bath..."

"Teacher Shizuka, don't move! I'll help you put on body wash..."

"..."

The sound of women's laughter from the second floor and the fragrant scent of body wash wafting from the bathroom made the men on the first floor yearn for it.

"What are you spacing out for? Get back to work!"

Kevin roused the dazed students one by one and ordered them to use the debris to set up a defensive perimeter on the first floor.

Then, under the envious, almost jealous gazes of the students, the Commander, pulling Takashi Komuro and Toda Hirano along, ascended the stairs to the second floor.

A quarter of an hour later, Toda Hirano and Takashi Komuro found a row of firearms hidden in a interlayer of a storage locker. The two were shocked by Rika Minami's astonishing collection.

"M1A1 submachine gun, SR-25 sniper rifle, crossbow, M73 shotgun. There are nearly 20 weapons in total. Taking these things would be more than enough to raid a police station..."

Toda Hirano's hands trembled as he caressed the gun bodies, as if facing a long-lost lover. His frantic muttering seemed to be mixed with discordant words.

Kevin had anticipated this. This elder sister Rika Minami had a penchant for collecting firearms, and living in this kind of two-story single apartment, she was definitely not short on money.

"You two, each pick one for self-defense..."

The Commander's casual words made the two's hearts pound. After all, nothing could stop a boy's love for weapons.

Mechs and firearms were always a man's romance.

Toda Hirano, who had undergone special training at "Blackwater Company" for a period, naturally chose the SR-25 sniper rifle as his main weapon due to his lack of mobility, to avoid his weakness in close combat.

Takashi Komuro, on the other hand, grabbed the M1A1 submachine gun. With his well-developed athletic ability, he preferred this type of main firepower output.

Kevin, of course, was no exception. He slung the British military-grade crossbow, capable of hunting even bears, on his back.

After a brief respite, some of the firearms were secretly transported by the three into a military Humvee found in the garage.

These students, whose mental states were unstable, were not suitable for carrying weapons individually, as it would increase the danger within the team.

"Bang!" Just as the three were transporting the firearms, a piercing female scream and the sound of shattering glass suddenly came from upstairs.

Kevin's expression changed. He immediately drew his sidearm, released the safety, and, along with Takashi Komuro and Toda Hirano, whose faces were a bit pale, headed towards the source of the sound on the second floor.

"What happened!"

The girls, squeezed in the hallway and wrapped in bath towels, pointed with pale faces at a room with its door half-open.

The three immediately aimed their guns inside. In the dim light, a blonde male student, clutching his arm and groaning, was rolling on the ground.

When Kevin flipped the switch, the three were instantly met with the sight of Saeko Busujima, the captain of the kendo club, by the bedside. Her face was ice-cold as she held a blood-stained wooden sword in one hand, pulling up the strap of her shoulder with the other.

"It's broken… my hand! You damned bitch! Where's Shizuka the school nurse? Hurry and treat me!"

The blonde male student, with tears and snot mixed together from the pain of his broken bone, cried out to everyone for help.

With such a scene, anyone could guess what had happened with a moment's thought.

This horny idiot had wanted to sneak up to the second floor to take advantage of someone, but he hadn't expected to run into the captain of the kendo club.

Crippled! Kevin glanced at the blonde male student's injury and saw that the bones in his forearm were shattered into three or four pieces, making them difficult to reassemble.

"Sir, I was just coming to inform you about the progress of the quarantine zone construction. I accidentally entered the wrong place, and then this crazy bitch beat me up like this!"

Seeing Kevin's calm expression and no intention of calling a doctor for him, the blonde male student, enduring the pain, tearfully pleaded his case and tried to shift all blame.

"Oh, it's finished?"

Kevin's lips curved slightly as he crouched down and asked softly.

"N-not yet, but… almost…"

"Bang!"

The sudden gunshot not only made the blonde male student, whose skull had been pierced, swallow the rest of his words in shock, but also caused all the students present to freeze for a moment before their eyes filled with terror.

"It seems you've forgotten you're semi-mercenary soldiers…"

"Fine, then I'll explain the three rules of engagement…"

"If you don't want to end up like him, listen up!"

Under Kevin's stern roar, the students, now as quiet as cicadas, huddled together to listen.

"First, obedience!"

"Second, obedience!"

"Third, it's fucking obedience!"

The commander kicked the corpse away, his gaze sinister, like a wolf king ready to devour.

"What do you think you're doing here?"

"We're fleeing, not playing house!"

"If you want to live, you'll have to fight for it!"

"Also, keep whatever you've got hard and tucked away in your pants!"

"If anyone wants to show off, I can satisfy them right now!"

A group of male students who had come up at the sound of the commotion trembled. Two of them, deathly pale, dared not even breathe too loudly.

Then, Kevin pulled a bath towel from a cabinet and wrapped it around Saeko Busujima, signaling for everyone to hurry and set things up.

The girls who were still lingering in the bathroom quickly finished their showers and hastily began cleaning the area where the men were staying, preparing beds and dinner.

However, perhaps because of the commander's cold-blooded murder followed by draping a bath towel over Saeko Busujima, these girls, in addition to their fear, felt a faint sense of security.

It seemed he had been too lenient, as three idiots dared to ignore his orders and challenge his authority.

At this moment, Kevin, standing before the glass window, narrowed his eyes, a layer of frost forming on his face.

That's right… three! Two were lookouts, one acted.

However, the latter two, having the desire but not the guts, saw the situation turn south and immediately jumped out the window at the stairwell to escape.

Kevin was not a bloodthirsty maniac. On one hand, in an environment lacking medicine, the blonde male student would have been a burden even if he lived.

Secondly, without a bloody lesson, these idiots would never learn.

Koichi Shido, that chicken, was already dead. Therefore, Kevin could only find another one who was jumping the highest and make an example of him.

In other words, that unstable factor, the idiotic blonde, had to die!

Kevin strolled through the garage, casually surveying the surrounding terrain and formulating various retreat plans for different situations in his mind.

Rika Minami's isolated apartment was wide open on all sides, not a good place to hold out.

One must anticipate defeat before victory, only then can one be prepared.

These were all things that Kevin, as the commander, had to personally handle.

However, when Kevin was about ten steps away from the corner ahead, he immediately stopped, drew his gun, and pointed it forward.

"My cooking is done, I was just coming out for a walk."

Saeko Busujima, dressed as a cook, raised her hands, preparing to step forward slowly to show she was harmless.

"Bang!" As the kendo club captain took half a step forward, a bullet fired at her feet forced her back to her original position.

"Ten steps away, with a gun in hand, you die!"

"Within five steps, with a knife in hand, I die!"

"Now you come empty-handed, wanting to threaten me, you need to be within three steps at least."

"Moreover, the outcome between us is still fifty-fifty."

Kevin remained unmoved, his expression as calm as ever, as if he hadn't been affected by Saeko Busujima's goodwill at all.

"Also, whether you are out for a stroll or because of guilt, it's hard to guess, isn't it?"

"After all, that was Shizuka Marikawa's room, and you deliberately concealed your identity in the dark to make that idiot think he had an opportunity."

"So, you are at least half responsible for his death..."

Upon hearing this, Saeko Busujima's serene expression changed abruptly.

ps: Speaking of which, why do I feel like I'm a jinx? I asked for over 1000 votes on the first day, and then asked for over 900 on the second day; by the third day, it had dropped to 806...

Uh, if you readers are enjoying it, please cast some early-month recommendation votes, monthly tickets, blades, or something. Thanks.

Section 76 Chapter 73 The Sheep Eats the Wolf

That's right, it wasn't hard to guess.

As students of Fujimi Academy, the three blond guys couldn't possibly not know about Saeko Busujima's strength. After all, this woman had won the National Kendo Championship and had been cutting down zombies like chopping vegetables along the way.

Therefore, this group of lustful beasts wouldn't have chosen Saeko Busujima as their target if they weren't overconfident.

Instead, the naturally airheaded Shizuka Marikawa, with her voluptuous figure, held immense appeal for the lustful youths, and her awareness of danger was shockingly low.