Biohazard, the End!

"Nukes!? But there's still an hour before... The plot's changed!"

"Oh, come on, boss lady! Who has time to worry about the plot right now? Who's this last person? Are they trying to get us all killed? If they don't choose soon, it'll be too late!!"

"W-what the hell is going on?! Who's the last person? Damn it, let me find out who they are and I'll stab them!"

"Damn it all! I'm gonna blow their ass apart!"

"You—stay away from me! You sick homo!"

"You're the homo! Your whole family's full of homos!"

"I can't believe this! They can't mess with us like this! I just chose 'Continue'... What do I do? That bear's definitely going to kill me!"

"Idiot! I told you, you're all brawn and no brains. A nuke's about to drop on our heads, and you're worried about that bear? Oh, come on, who's this last person? God, are you messing with us?"

"Come on... please... I'm begging you, whoever you are, hurry up and choose 'Leave'... Ahhh!"

Bang!

The Zombie Dog's sharp teeth tore open a gash in Garbage Head's skull...

"Bastard! Who was it? Who the hell was it? Were they trying to get us all killed? Damn it! Don't let me find out who you are... or else, or else—"

Wang Ning clenched his fists in a panic, his handsome face twisting grotesquely. A moment ago, he'd been lounging as carefree as someone sunbathing; now, he was like a stray dog whose tail had been stepped on, yelping and leaping about.

Because he only had 27 years of life left!

Without warning, the shadow of death suddenly fell over him...

Li Shuangmu, however, remained calm. He glanced at Wang Ning, then paid him no further attention. Perhaps it was simply his nature: even when he'd first arrived at Horror High School under bizarre circumstances, he'd been able to keep his composure. Or perhaps he believed his 94 years of life meant he had no reason to care about losing ten years. In any case, he appeared utterly unconcerned.

Zeng Fei had also succumbed to the fear of death. Losing ten years of life meant little to him, but still, death was death—and that was never a good thing. Who wanted to die for no reason?

Qian Qianqian was just as anxious, pacing back and forth with trembling, pale lips. "What do we do... What do we do..." Perhaps, being a girl, she was simply more afraid of death.

"Let fate decide..." Li Shuangmu sighed softly.

As for the trio at the center of it all, they had also come to terms with things.

Aside from failing the "Ultimate Reward" task and the test Chong Ming had set for them—which had been very important—they hadn't really suffered any major losses. Their failure in the senior's test wasn't due to incompetence, and on top of that, their "Teaching Assistant" title meant that dying wouldn't cost them any years of life. All things considered, the three of them had little reason to be nervous.

After all, this wasn't their first time dying...

"Who do you think the last person is? Are they deliberately trying to make everyone die with them?"

Girls were naturally curious, and Ji Wen was no exception. Perhaps the wait had simply dragged on too long, so she couldn't help asking.

Otaku was still brooding over their failure to complete the "Ultimate Mission." "Right now, all I want to know is who the hell that bastard is, what the hell they did, and how they ruined the test Senior Chong Ming gave us. I'm gonna make them taste the 'Evil Spirit Curse'! Fuck!"

With that, Otaku spat hard onto the ground.

Xiong Ba snorted. "Otaku, we've been friends for a while, so I'm telling you this for your own good: give up on your feelings for Senior Kong Ming. No one will be able to protect you otherwise. We're taking this test to join Senior Chong Ming's 'Student Council.' Don't go around with your mind in the gutter. Senior Kong Ming is far beyond someone like you."

"...Shut up!" Otaku suddenly jumped to his feet. "You don't understand a thing! What gives you the right to judge me?! You'd risk your life to get stronger for your sister. I'd risk mine for Senior Kong Ming! You're joining the 'Student Council' to get stronger, but that's not why I'm doing it! I just want to see Senior Kong Ming every day! So what? Huh!?"

Xiong Ba stared coldly at Otaku. "What, you wanna fight?"

"Bring it on! You think I'm afraid of you?"

"That's enough, you two!" Ji Wen suddenly stepped between them, her face wreathed in murderous fury. "What's there to argue about? What's there to argue about? You're both grown men, with chests as broad as doors, but your minds are as narrow as pinholes! Is this the time to start fighting? Both of you, settle down!"

The two men grunted and folded their arms, turning their backs to each other.

"Just one more minute... Sigh, better get ready to die and head back. I can't believe we're about to die during the 'Entrance Exam.' How embarrassing. If Li Sheng finds out... sigh, he'll laugh himself to death!"

Ji Wen sighed as she spoke. When she mentioned Li Sheng, her cold gaze wavered, as if she were... embarrassed?

At that moment, Yin Kuang, the person everyone had been thinking about, was leaning against a pockmarked wall, his head tilted back as he gazed at the same pitch-black sky over Raccoon City that he'd seen upon first arriving.

Not far away, a large horde of Zombies crowded the mouth of the alley, growling and swaying. Their pale, hollow eyes stared fixedly at the place where Yin Kuang stood.

They clearly wanted to rush him, bite through his throat, rip open his belly, pull out his guts, and gnaw on his bones. Their frenzied pursuit of fresh meat was practically instinct. Yet all they could do was watch helplessly, baring their teeth and clawing at empty air.

It was as if they simply didn't dare approach and devour Yin Kuang, bones and all.

Were they afraid of him!?

His neck had grown stiff and sore from staring upward for so long. Yin Kuang slowly lowered his head and looked toward the Zombies, his eyes hidden beneath his black hair!

His two pupils were an unusual shade somewhere between yellow and coffee brown—amber!

And an extraordinarily eerie amber, at that!

The darkness of night couldn't block Yin Kuang's vision. Though he couldn't make out the Zombies' faces or see the rotting flesh and disemboweled guts on their bodies, he could truly see them—or rather, "see" them.

This kind of "seeing" wasn't ordinary sight.

When you looked at something, you could tell its shape, color, and size at a glance. But once the light was gone, you couldn't see anything. Yin Kuang could. He could "see" an object's shape and size, though he couldn't distinguish its color.

It wasn't night vision, but something like a snake's infrared sense. The difference was that Yin Kuang's eyes seemed able to "see" whether or not something gave off heat. Undoubtedly, this sense was even more advanced than a snake's infrared perception!

Just then, through those amber eyes, he saw countless overlapping, flickering blue-white human-shaped lights swaying and jostling over there.

Besides the Zombies, Yin Kuang could also "see" everything around him. He couldn't make out specific colors, but otherwise, everything was crystal clear!

In Yin Kuang's vision, everything in the night was a world made up of flickering lights in a multitude of colors. This seemed to be the special ability of those eyes.

"Ah!"

As he kept looking, tears suddenly streamed from Yin Kuang's eyes. They poured out like faucets turned on full blast. Even when the pain forced him to squeeze his eyes shut, the tears kept flowing.

He wasn't crying. His eyes had suddenly begun to sting, stimulating his tear glands to produce tears that would wash away whatever was irritating them. It was a biological reflex.

Only after crying for more than a minute did Yin Kuang's eyes start to feel better. When he opened them again, his amber eyes had returned to black.

When Yin Kuang looked around again, he found that all he could see was the deep darkness and the things it shrouded. Nothing else was visible.

His black eyes gave him black vision.

When Yin Kuang sensed something was off and opened his status panel, he discovered that his "Energy" had dropped to "0."

"Looks like that special vision just now uses up energy... I just don't know what kind of energy mine is."

"And those Zombies... are they afraid of me? Could I have turned into one of them? Or... something even more disgusting and terrifying?"

Yin Kuang smiled bitterly and shook his head.

He realized that apart from his body shrinking to the size it had been at fifteen or sixteen, his physical stats increasing, and that special "thermal" vision, the G-Virus didn't seem to have done him much good. Of course, he was already thanking his lucky stars that it hadn't turned him into some hideously ugly, revolting monster!

And besides, it seemed...

"This actually feels pretty good!" Yin Kuang said with a grin, clenching his fist, now a size smaller. His fair, delicate hands looked like a girl's. He didn't care about any of that; he only felt an indescribable power coursing through his body!

"Notice: Rookie Student Yin Kuang, Raccoon City will come under nuclear attack in 30 seconds. Please choose as soon as possible."

Yin Kuang slowly climbed to his feet. He was about 165 centimeters tall, neither fat nor thin. The clothes on him were torn and baggy, and his dark hair nearly covered half his face. Aside from being a little smaller than before, he didn't look all that different.

He stretched his arms and legs, then bounced a couple of times. "I feel like I could jump really high!" But Yin Kuang didn't test it out. He didn't want to be blasted into thin air by the nuke.

"Only an idiot would choose to stay here. I'm not crazy!"

While everyone else was either despairing, relieved, or going mad, the androgynous voice of the "Headmaster" suddenly rang out.

"Notice: The 'Entrance Exam' for Class 04 of Season 12 has ended."

"Notice: Class dismissed!"

"Notice: You're supposed to say, 'Goodbye, teacher!'"

That voice was like music to their ears!

"Fuck! Goodbye, teacher!!"