Firepower Magic Core King

(He) Guo Shuai stood at the locker room door, feeling the brand-new power in (his) left eye.

It was the legacy (he) Old Man Albert left (him) before falling into a slumber.

[New Ability: Learn and Apply]

[Source]: A fusion product based on the analytical capabilities of A-Class Supernatural Abilities "Elemental Resonance" and "Eye of Calamity."

[Effect]: Can analyze the principles behind others' moves and forcibly "pirate" a low-spec version using elemental power.

[Currently Loaded]: Wind Pressure (pirated from Jiangnan).

[Evaluation]: Although it's a pirated copy, although the principles are different, but... the advantage is that it's cheap!

"Heh heh..."

The corner of (his) Guo Shuai's mouth turned up, (his) eyes filled with fervor.

"Like father, like son." (Literal: What kind of boss, what kind of subordinate.)

"Since the Boss can make the rain kneel, it's only reasonable for me to make these zombies kneel, right?"

(He) adjusted (his) ill-fitting Black School Uniform, mimicking the nonchalant posture of Jiangnan from (his) memory.

With (his) hands in (his) pockets, chin slightly raised, (he) walked out the door with an Unrecognizable swagger.

Behind (him), Wang Meng also followed, chest puffed out, wearing arm guards made from closet doors, a smug look on (his) face.

The two walked one after the other.

At this moment, if there were BGM, it would have to be the Pacific Rim Attack Theme Song, the kind with its own Heavy Bass.

"Roar?"

In the corridor, the group of Wandering Corpses that were Eating stopped their gnawing and turned their blood-stained mouths back.

They stared intently at these two transfer students who didn't know their place.

More than a dozen turbid eyeballs emitted a bloodthirsty craving.

"Hmph."

Guo Shuai snorted coldly, slowly extending (his) right hand to cover (his) right eye, revealing only the left eye that emitted a red light.

The pose was Chuunibyou, and pretentious.

"Kneel!!"

He suddenly spread his five fingers and pressed down on the group of Wandering Corpses in front of him.

"Wind Pressure!!"

Boom!

Although it didn't have the terrifying momentum of Jiangnan, which could even collapse the ground.

A visible, violent airflow instantly exploded in the narrow corridor!

It was like an invisible Giant Hand fiercely slapping the Top of Heads of the group of Wandering Corpses!

"Crack! Crack!"

The sound of Bone Cracks rang out densely.

Those dozen or so menacing Wandering Corpses didn't even have time to scream!

Their Kneecaps were instantly Shattered, and they knelt on the ground in unison!

The Tiles on the ground even developed Cracks from the impact!

"Awesome!!"

Wang Meng behind him watched, dumbfounded, and couldn't help but give a Thumbs Up.

"Guo Shuai! You're something else, Kid! I didn't expect you to have this move? It's just like a Big Boss!"

"I..."

Guo Shuai maintained that cool pose, but his eyes turned red.

He was on the verge of tears.

Ever since he came to the Barbaric Realm, he had been constantly Frustrated.

Scared to pee by a Scarecrow, almost Possessed by Albert, used as Bait by teammates...

Even his only major victory was won by lying on the ground like a Maggot.

It was too Suffocating!

And now...

Looking at the group of Monsters kneeling before him, he finally tasted the flavor of a true Battle Victory!

That was the taste of an Expert!

"Wuwuwu... Old Yang, did you see? I'm Promising..."

Guo Shuai's eyes were practically watering with excitement.

However.

Cool, was truly cool.

The side effects, were also truly massive.

That group of wandering corpses, though their legs were broken, weren't completely dead.

As monsters that knew no pain, they exchanged glances.

"Roar!"

A few strong wandering corpses suddenly grabbed the arms of their companions, like throwing shot puts.

Flinging two wandering corpses fiercely towards the still-moved Guo Shuai!

"Careful!!"

Wang Meng, quick as lightning, grabbed Guo Shuai by the back of his collar and yanked him backward.

Bang!

Two wandering corpses smashed into the spot where Guo Shuai had been standing, their claws reaching forward and just grazing his arm guard, failing to penetrate.

"Guo Shuai! Stop spacing out! Kill them!"

Wang Meng shouted.

"I... I can't..."

Guo Shuai's face was deathly pale, his legs trembling, he said weakly.

That Wind Pressure move just now, though it was only a pirated copy, for him, who only had F-class physical fitness...

It was like draining all his mana bar in one go.

Now, he was so weak it was like he'd been a pilot ten times in a row, without even the strength to lift his arm.

"Roar!!"

That wandering corpse that was thrown, though its legs were broken, crawled rapidly with its arms, opening its maw to bite!

"Damn it!"

Wang Meng raised his arm guard and smashed the wandering corpse's head with a punch, roaring.

"Run!! If you're out of mana, don't push it!"

Guo Shuai nodded. Just as he was about to turn and flee, he found his legs felt like they were filled with lead, completely unable to move.

He saw the horde of Wandering Corpses behind him crawling over like a tide.

"Brother Wang... save me!!"

Guo Shuai almost cried out the words.

It wasn't that he feared death, but rather that the invincible aura he had just established had once again shattered into pieces.

"Hold on tight!!"

Wang Meng didn't say a word. He was truly loyal.

He didn't carry Guo Shuai on his back. Instead, he grabbed the back collar of Guo Shuai's school uniform and dragged him, fleeing towards the stairwell!

"Roar roar roar!!"

Behind them, the legless Wandering Corpses crawled rapidly.

"Come on! You legless trash! Come chase grandpa!"

Although Guo Shuai's body couldn't move, his mouth was still tough.

He was dragged and slid across the floor, but he still remembered to turn back and taunt them.

However.

Happy sliding times are always short.

Ahead lay the stairs leading to the Second Floor.

They were all sharp-edged marble steps.

"Brother Wang... wait... those are stairs..."

Guo Shuai realized something was wrong.

But Wang Meng was impatient, and he was a nimble Fatty.

"Don't be afraid! Brother Wang will carry you flying!"

Wang Meng lunged up the stairs, tightly gripping Guo Shuai's collar, and yanked him upwards with force!

And so.

Thump!

A dull impact sound, tinged with a sense of shattering, rang out.

Guo Shuai's lower body slammed into the right angle of the First Level Steps.

To be more precise.

It was his Magic Core...

That made intimate contact with the hard Marble.

"Ahhhhhhh!!!!"

A scream ten times more tragic than a pig's slaughter echoed through the entire stairwell.

"No... don't!!"

Guo Shuai's face instantly turned Liver Color, his features contorted more grotesquely than the Wandering Corpse behind him.

However.

Wang Meng, who was fleeing with all his might ahead, misunderstood due to the Wind Sound and Footstep Sound.

"Don't stop?!"

Wang Meng looked back and saw Guo Shuai screaming so loudly, he thought the Wandering Corpse behind his Buttocks had Caught Up.

"Don't worry, Guo Shuai!!"

Wang Meng roared, his feet a blur.

"Don't mind my weight! I'm a nimble Fatty! I ran the 50-meter Sprint in 7.8 seconds during last year's Physical Test!!"

"Since you told me not to stop! I'll accelerate!!"

"Hold on tight!!"

Wang Meng went full throttle, dragging Guo Shuai in a Flee up the stairs!

Thump! Thump! Thump!

Guo Shuai was like a piano being played, wildly scraping and colliding on the steps!

"I... I didn't mean that!!"

"Ah!!!"

His Magic Core...

Almost scraped out Sparks.

Guo Shuai desperately reached out to grab the Handrail, but Wang Meng's strength was too great, directly dragging him into an Afterimage.

"Roar..."

The horde of Wandering Corpses behind them reached the stairwell. They watched the two "lunatics" speed away.

After glancing at their own severed legs, they could only give up the chase with resignation.

Outside the door of Class 3-2.

"Hoo... hoo..."

Wang Meng dragged Guo Shuai, rushing to the classroom door in one breath.

He glanced at the Countdown on the back of his hand.

[00:39]

[00:38]

"We made it!!"

Wang Meng breathed a sigh of relief, wiping the sweat from his forehead, a smile of Surviving a Calamity appearing on his face.

He turned around and looked at his Good Brother, whom he had dragged all the way up.

"We're safe! Guo Shuai! Thanks to your Crowd Control move just now, otherwise we would have been in real danger!"

"Guo... Guo Shuai?"

Wang Meng's smile froze.

"What's wrong with you?!"

He saw Guo Shuai leaning against the wall.

His hands hung limply at his sides.

On his face, he wore a serene expression, as if ready to ascend to heaven at any moment.

From the corner of his eye, a crystal-clear tear slowly slid down.

And on his pants...

The fabric there had been worn through, revealing the Destined Red underneath.

Even...

Faintly, a wisp of blue smoke was still rising from it.

Guo Shuai... had burned himself out.