How Dare That Damned Horror Impersonate My Classmate?

"It's fine. Be more careful in your next life!"

Fan Shang said it casually, then stepped forward and brought the bone cleaver straight down on Liang You's head.

It split halfway through, cutting his voice short. When Fan Shang pulled the blade free, red and yellow fluids clung to it.

But he wasn't finished. Fan Shang raised the bone cleaver high.

Then swung it down!

One slash, two slashes, three slashes...

Only after Liang You had stopped breathing completely and his head had been severed did he finally stop.

Of course, some might have thought Fan Shang was going overboard. After all, Liang You was as good as dead when that first slash struck his head. The rest were completely unnecessary.

But Fan Shang did it out of caution. He had always believed in rooting out threats completely. Once he made his move, he had to make sure his opponent died.

After all, it would be ridiculous if this guy pulled a line from some anime and said, "You lost because you didn't cut off my head."

"Now, next..."

Wiping away some blood, Fan Shang looked up at Wang Xiaoxue.

Then he walked toward her, cleaver in hand.

By now, Wang Xiaoxue and almost everyone around them were scared senseless.

None of them had ever imagined that Fan Shang would actually attack, let alone kill someone.

"M-murder! Someone's been murdered!"

Someone shouted, and the surrounding crowd scattered at once.

Only a few braver onlookers remained, watching from over a dozen meters away.

Wang Xiaoxue stood rooted to the spot. It wasn't that she didn't want to run; her legs had simply gone weak.

Although she had been a notorious social butterfly at school, experienced in all sorts of situations and capable of wrapping her five or six backup boyfriends around her little finger, that didn't change the fact that she was an ordinary person.

For an ordinary person, not collapsing in terror after witnessing that scene was already impressive.

After all, the man before her had chopped someone's head off right in front of her. Wang Xiaoxue had never seen anything like it.

Her long legs were trembling uncontrollably.

"Just you left."

By the time he finished speaking, Fan Shang was already standing in front of Wang Xiaoxue.

He held the bone cleaver, but unlike before, his face was now speckled with blood, making him look utterly terrifying.

"S-sorry! I was wrong! F-Fan Shang, Liang You was the one who touched your cat, not me! Please, please spare me..."

At the sight of him, Wang Xiaoxue begged in a trembling voice.

She spoke quickly, as though she feared that if she was too slow, Fan Shang's cleaver would come down on her head just as it had on Liang You's.

"W-we have no quarrel with each other, and we're classmates! Please, for the sake of having been classmates, let me go..."

Wang Xiaoxue pleaded, but Fan Shang gave no response. He merely watched her in silence.

His eyes... were filled with killing intent.

"Why should I spare you? Give me a reason."

Fan Shang spoke indifferently.

His gaze sent a shudder through Wang Xiaoxue. Steeling herself, she tugged down her camisole, exposing two patches of smooth, snowy skin.

"I-I'm beautiful, and I have a great figure. Back at school, nine out of ten guys wanted to sleep with me. As long... as long as you spare me, I'll do anything you want. I-I know lots of positions, too. I promise I can make you feel good. And I'm still untouched. I never let Liang You touch me. I didn't even let him hold my hand."

As Wang Xiaoxue spoke, she thrust out her ample chest to sweeten the offer.

Fan Shang looked her over with a hint of appreciation. As Wang Xiaoxue had said, she certainly had plenty to offer, and she was exactly the type men liked.

Fan Shang was a man, too. It would have been a lie to say he wasn't tempted.

He even considered sparing her. After all, as she had said, there was no personal grudge between them. But he soon noticed something, and his eyes narrowed.

Then he said,

"Yes, you're absolutely right. It's a very good offer. Even I'm tempted. But... I refuse."

"I don't make a habit of letting threats walk free."

As he spoke, Fan Shang slowly stepped closer.

Seeing him approach, Wang Xiaoxue hurriedly backed away, her expression shifting from disbelief to viciousness.

Thoughts raced through her mind.

He wants to kill me. He actually wants to kill me! If you want me dead, I won't let you get away with it!

Wang Xiaoxue immediately shouted,

"Murder! Someone's going to kill me!"

"You want to kill me just because we wanted your cat! Do you think I wanted to do this? We only wanted everyone in the convoy to have some meat! What did we do wrong?!"

"Your cat's life matters, but ours don't? All we wanted was to kill one animal, and you're attacking your own kind over it! Do you have any humanity left?!"

"Everyone! Classmates! Teachers! Are you just going to stand there and watch? If he dares to kill us over an animal today, tomorrow he'll kill people over the slightest disagreement! Are you really going to stand by and let him?!"

"And Fan Shang, aren't you afraid the sequence transcendents will come after you for killing people like this? They'll never let you get away with it..."

Once again, Wang Xiaoxue claimed the moral high ground, hoping it would give her some measure of security.

Her shouts drew the attention of the others around them once more.

"She's right. Today, that guy..."

But before the speaker could finish, Fan Shang shot them a look. Their words stopped dead!

Then Fan Shang turned back.

He spoke coldly.

"How dare that damned horror impersonate my classmate?!"

"And you dare spread rumors here? Die!"

He raised the bone cleaver high, then...

Brought it down-!!

The moment Fan Shang said "impersonate my classmate," Wang Xiaoxue knew she was going to die.

So she gave the man before her one last venomous look and said,

"Fan Shang, I'll haunt you even after I die."

The instant her words fell, the edge of Fan Shang's bone cleaver sank into Wang Xiaoxue's neck, sending out a spray of blood.

[Ding! Host detected to have killed "Wang Xiaoxue," averting one mortal crisis. Survival points +500]

But the blade lodged halfway through.

The reason was simple: its edge had rolled.

This clearly wasn't the time to sharpen it, so Fan Shang repeated the process.

One slash, two slashes, three slashes...

One slash cut through flesh, two broke the spine, and another severed it completely.

Yes, this time, Fan Shang once again cautiously cut off her head.

There was no other reason. Fan Shang was terrified-terrified of hearing something like, "You lost because you didn't cut off my head."

After all, supernatural powers really did exist in this world.

At that thought, Fan Shang couldn't help casting a wary glance toward the front of the convoy.

Sure enough, although the sequence transcendents at the front had noticed what was happening here, they showed no intention of intervening.

Realizing that, Fan Shang thought to himself,

My gamble paid off.

After all, Fan Shang hadn't simply killed them without considering the consequences.

As Wang Xiaoxue had said, if the sequence transcendents came after him over this, even he would have trouble dealing with it.

But after observing them for a week, Fan Shang could sum up the three sequence transcendents' attitude toward their hundred-odd people in three words.

They didn't care.

They didn't care whether the people in the convoy starved, how many of them died, or whether they understood this world.

From their desperate escape from the school to their encounter with those three on the highway,

the three had only given them a few scraps of information.

Where they were, what sequence transcendents were, and that this world was full of horrors.

And the three main rules for surviving in this world.

1. Do not stare directly at the Weird Moon for extended periods.

2. Do not leave the highway for extended periods.

3. Keep moving.