Sorry, No Entry Here

Class 3-2.

One minute ago.

Yekaterina, who had been resting with her eyes closed in the corner of the classroom, suddenly opened her eyes.

Revealing those golden vertical pupils, She stood up and silently moved to the window.

On the other side of the window, Lu Shiyan, who was on night watch, was lying on the ground.

He was rummaging through a pile of scattered old school bags and clothes.

"Damn it... why are they all empty..."

Lu Shiyan cursed as he threw away a few empty cigarette packs, his expression somewhat anxious.

For a veteran smoker, running out of supplies in this stressful Apocalypse was equivalent to losing half his life.

"Lu."

Yekaterina's voice rang out.

She took out a small red square from the inner pocket of her combat uniform and handed it over:

"I picked this up earlier while clearing out Wandering Corpses. It's unopened."

"Smoke less. There's a situation."

Lu Shiyan took it and his eyes instantly lit up like light bulbs.

"Holy crap! Huazi?!"

"Thanks! This is good stuff! I didn't expect these little cherry blossoms to be hiding our national products!"

He quickly opened the package, took out two cigarettes, put one behind his ear, and lit the one in his mouth.

"Hoo~"

Taking a deep drag, the spicy smoke filled his lungs, and Lu Shiyan felt his soul return to his body. He felt like he was floating on clouds.

"Awesome!"

With his state at its peak, Lu Shiyan regained his roguish, handsome uncle demeanor. He picked up the Night Vision Goggles from the ground and asked.

"What happened?"

"Someone else is here."

Yekaterina stared at the rain curtain, her vertical pupils contracting slightly.

"It's the guy who escaped this afternoon, but... there's one more person."

"What? Back again?"

Lu Shiyan frowned, finding it somewhat unbelievable. "Does that kid have a death wish? He just barely escaped with his life and now he's back to die?"

He looked around, then walked over to Hoshino, who was asleep in the corner.

"It's too dark, the binoculars won't work, I need to switch."

Lu Shiyan took the Night Vision Goggles from her helmet and put them on.

His vision was a bit blurry, but in this pitch-black, rainy night, it was better than being completely blind.

In the green field of vision.

Two humanoid figures were walking up the mountain path.

"Two people..."

Lu Shiyan adjusted the focus. "The one behind, skulking around, is indeed the survivor with the perception Supernatural Ability from this afternoon."

"Looks like he went back to get reinforcements."

"As for the one in front..."

Lu Shiyan's gaze fell on the figure walking at the very front, and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

"What the... where did this 'Drag Brother' come from?"

The man was wearing a thin black shirt.

In the pouring rain and amidst the corpses scattered everywhere, he walked with an air of leisurely stroll.

He wasn't holding a weapon, nor was he making any tactical evasive movements.

In fact... his hands were in his pockets.

That posture instantly brought an old saying to Lu Shiyan's mind.

Hands in pockets, doesn't know what an opponent is.

"The intel should be correct."

Lu Shiyan Exhaled a Smoke Ring, his eyes sharpening.

"Unless... these two have a conflict."

"Or perhaps... this Drag Brother isn't afraid of the Hungry Ghost at all."

But the cruel experience of reality told Lu Shiyan that the second possibility was almost zero, basically a freebie.

"In this treacherous Apocalypse, the first possibility is the choice of most people."

Lu Shiyan let out a cold laugh:

"Kill with a borrowed knife, seize power, seize treasure, take revenge..."

"Many things people wouldn't dare to do on Blue Star are commonplace in the Barbaric Realm."

"It seems that Survivor wants to lure this 'Drag Brother' over and feed him to that Monster, all for personal gain and murder."

Thinking of this, Lu Shiyan abruptly extinguished the Huazi he had just taken two puffs from, a flash of anger in his eyes.

"Damn it!"

"Using the 'Hungry Ghost' as a tool to deal with enemies? Did you ask for my opinion?!"

Lu Shiyan turned and was about to rush downstairs.

If that Monster were allowed to devour another Transcendent and evolve its strength again!

Then the group of them trapped in the school would probably have no chance of survival.

Even for self-preservation, he had to intervene and stop this "feeding."

However.

Just as his hand touched the doorknob, Yekaterina behind him suddenly spoke, calling out to him:

"No need to go, Lu."

"What's wrong?"

"It... has already arrived."

"Damn! It's already past midnight, doesn't this damn thing need to prepare for class at 4 AM?! It came so fast!"

Lu Shiyan cursed, then quickly returned to the window and raised his Night Vision Goggles again.

His voice was a bit loud, waking up all the students in the classroom who were lightly sleeping.

"What's wrong?"

"What happened?"

(he) students scrambled up in terror, crowding to the windows to look outside.

Just then.

BOOM!!!

A bolt of lightning struck down, hitting the already damaged plaque at the school gate once more.

This time.

The "king" radical next to the character "beautiful" was completely charred and fell off, leaving only the sinister character "ghost".

Ghost Middle School...

Under the momentary, blinding flash of lightning, everyone saw the figure walking beside the off-road vehicle.

Time seemed to freeze in that instant.

What kind of man was he?

The rain poured down like a waterfall, the wind howled.

Around were scattered bone-white skeletons, shattered war chariots, a hellish panorama.

And he stood at the center of it all.

The hem of his black shirt fluttered wildly in the wind, yet his tall, slender body remained perfectly still.

He tilted his head slightly, revealing a pale yet handsome profile illuminated by the lightning.

That kind of indifference.

That kind of arrogance, looking down on all things in the world.

It made him seem so out of place against the backdrop of blood and gore, yet so striking.

As if he hadn't come to die, but to... be crowned.

"Acting... he's really fucking good at acting."

Even Lu Shiyan couldn't help but inwardly complain at this moment.

But this did not stop the situation from worsening.

"It's here!" Yekaterina hissed.

Countless raindrops began to refract light unnaturally.

That greedy "Hungry Ghost", hidden within the rain curtain, was now mere inches from the man who was putting on a show!

"Boss! Watch out!! It's on your left!! Thirteen meters away!!"

Behind him, Guo Shuai's Danger Sense instantly blared at the highest Level.

He yelled hoarsely, even wanting to rush forward and push Jiangnan away.

However.

Jiangnan acted as if it was okay, not even taking his hands out of his pocket, not even turning his head.

"Finished."

Lu Shiyan upstairs felt a chill in his heart.

At such close range, even a god couldn't save him.

That "Drag Brother" would become a bloodless skeleton in the next second.

Everyone subconsciously held their breath, breaking out in a cold sweat for that man who didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth.

Was he... going to die?

However.

"Roar!"

The instant that raindrop, hiding the ferocious face of the "Hungry Ghost," whistled into the ten-meter radius around Jiangnan.

BOOM!!!

An extremely dull, heavy sound instantly drowned out the thunder in the sky!

The next second.

A scene unfolded that made everyone doubt their own eyes.

The rain stopped.

No.

To be precise.

Within a ten-meter circular area centered on that man, all the rainwater, and even splashing mud...

Vanished in an instant!

And on that dry, clean ground, without a single drop of rain...

A new thing had appeared.

It was a... piece of paper.

A piece of paper that was twisting wildly!

Screaming!

But it was a two-dimensional paper figure that couldn't be pried off the ground at all!

Its features were distorted, its limbs flattened, like a specimen crushed by a hydraulic press!

That was... the Hungry Ghost!

It had been forcefully squeezed out of the water droplet by the terrifying Hundred Ton King!

Then, like a fly, it had been slapped tightly onto the ground!

Above it.

Jiangnan slowly lowered his head, looking at the struggling paper figure at his feet.

He finally took his hand out of his pocket and lightly dusted off nonexistent dust from his shoulder.

"Sorry."

"No entry here."