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Chapter 307: The Coming One After Another (asking for monthly tickets)

Pfft!Pfft!
中午十一点整。

The school's swimming pool was filled with the sound of people falling into the water.

The Chosen One Arinada looked at the goddess in front of him with a focused expression: "Didn't you tell me that you are a pure girl?"

The girl was eighteen years old, with a good figure and a layer of fine pimples on her skin. She trembled slightly and said, "Sir, I have only been out with men and rented a room ten times... I am already a very pure girl. Please, sir, don't, don't kill me..."

"Haha, you still dare to call yourself pure after the tenth time?"

Alina gritted his teeth, pulled out the swollen transparent tentacle from the other's body, and shook off the blood.

Then he couldn't bear it anymore and strangled the girl in front of him to death.

The girl struggled hard but it was of no avail. She died with resentment and fear on her face. Her body fell into the water, joining the bodies of other young and battle-hardened peers. The entire swimming pool was dyed red.

In the huge swimming pool, dozens or even hundreds of corpses floated up and down, their weak mouths filled with the red water in the pool, silently uttering their last words: Why?
After doing all this, Arinada turned around and saw more than twenty girls behind him who had completed the preliminary transformation.

The girls' teeth became pointed, their nails became sharp, and their eyes were completely filled with pitch-black pupils. They were like a group of mad dogs, biting each other's bodies, digging out bones and sucking marrow, like crazy. The ground was littered with their broken limbs.

Arinada stared at them for a long time and said slowly, "These twenty-something people can only produce ten God-favored Ones at most. This is too slow. This efficiency is too low. After a whole morning, I have only created less than ten God-favored Ones. I will be punished."

"Pfft." A sneer was heard.

Arinada looked at his companions who were gloating over his misfortune. He clenched his fists and unclenched them again. After a while, he said, "I thought that there should be a lot of pure girls in the school. I miscalculated. These dirty humans are like they are possessed by Slaveishness. I feel sick."

Rashiem laughed sarcastically, "That's because your method is wrong. You used the human way of soliciting prostitutes to attract them. Think about it yourself, what kind of pure girls can you find? Also, the location you chose is wrong."

Arinada tilted her head slightly: "What's the problem?"

"You went to the Health Campus," Rahim said.

"What happened to the health campus?" Alinada's brows furrowed even more tightly, and the worms in his eyes entangled with each other, as if they were about to crawl out.

Rashiem chuckled and said, "For some reason, many girls have messy private lives. Almost one out of three likes to play around. Plus, you used the wrong method, so you stimulated their desires. Naturally, you attracted human women who came for your body and wanted to have sex with you."

"so what?"

"Your method has already excluded the true traditional human women. Selecting virgins from the remaining population is like picking bones in eggs."

"Is that the reason?" Arinada asked.

Rashiem said, “So you don’t understand humans, especially female humans. If it were me, I would find a way to quickly find the right place and gather a hundred God-favored Ones.”

Arinada looked at him and finally said, "What payment do I need to make?"

"It's simple. Three copies of parasitic species."

"I don't have much left."

"I know you can do it, Arinada. You don't want to fail and be blamed by Lord Serkis, do you? No, by then, he will no longer be just Serkis, he will become..."

"I see."

Arinada interrupted the other person's chatter and began to scratch the skin over his heart.

He rubbed and rubbed until his skin cracked and the strips of flesh curled up as if they were burnt.

Each of these tapeworm-like threads of flesh is connected to his heart.

During the repeated kneading, Arinada's breath became much weaker, but he successfully rubbed out three thumb-sized flesh balls.

Each ball of flesh is made up of hundreds of compressed polyester worms, with a head, face, hands and feet, and is quite anthropomorphic.

They were still alive, and when they touched the air they let out a teeth-grinding scream, like hundreds of babies howling at the same time.

After handing over the three "parasitic seeds" to the other party, Arinada hesitated for a moment and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't let this matter affect the Lord's coming. I would rather be punished."

Rashiem opened his mouth, stretched out his flexible tongue, and swallowed the three meat balls into his stomach. His face was ruddy and he smiled as he said, "Don't worry. What is difficult for you is just a piece of cake for me. Leave these ten gods to me. I will take care of your mission. You can leave now."

"I hope you'll keep your promise."

After Alinada finished speaking, he stopped looking at the semi-finished gods who were still fighting each other, and quickly left the gymnasium and walked towards the school gate.

His speed was very fast at first, just like usual, until he was completely out of Rashiem's ​​sight, and then he gradually slowed down. His whole body seemed to have lost water, becoming withered and shriveled, and loose, as if it was very difficult for him to keep his flesh and blood from falling off his skeleton.

Obviously, the act of forcibly creating three parasitic species just now was a much greater burden on Arinada than it appeared on the surface.

Rashiem no longer paid attention to his companions who were leaving. Instead, he put his hands behind his back with a smile and made a "da! da!" sound with his mouth.

With the crisp and short sound of tongue clicking, a dozen girls who were fighting stopped fighting and followed Rashiem one after another, moving forward with dull expressions.

They walked through the green grass covered with fallen leaves and liquid, passed through the ginkgo corridor hung with love letters and graduation declarations, and came to the campus rooftop in the north amidst the drowsy sounds of reading.

Those girls with dull expressions who had been transformed into half-human, half-demon were sent out by him.

They stumbled and walked towards every class and every corner of the senior high school building.

After doing all this, Rashiem looked behind him, at the middle-aged couple kneeling on the ground, and at the girl in a white dress who was as transparent and clear as a lotus.

"It's almost time, let's start." Rashiem gave the order calmly.

The middle-aged couple looked happy, straightened up, looked at their daughter and said:
"Xinrui, it's about to begin~"

"Xinrui, mom and dad are proud of you."

After saying that, they took out the blades and cut the girl's throat with a smile as she looked on in horror.

Blood gushed out, fell to the ground, and flowed along a specific trajectory, circling around and around. They kept moving, continuing to cut their bodies with knives, and in front of the girl, they sacrificed everything, including flesh and organs. On the rooftop, only the girl's hoarse and desperate sobs were left.

Everything is going on in an orderly manner.

Rashiem watched the middle-aged couple feed themselves to their daughter with their own hands, and then rubbed his eyes when he saw the girl lying on the ground.

He straightened his drooping nose and pulled up the sagging corners of his mouth.

Then he stroked his watch, looked at the time, and suddenly smiled.

drop!drop!drop!
At half past eleven, the school bell rang.

At the same time, there were screams one after another coming from the teaching building below.

Emotions of panic, despair, fear, etc., also surged in like a tide, rushing into the girl's body, gradually outlining an illusory pattern on her belly, as if two human faces entangled and trapped with each other!

The girl's eyes lost their luster, and with her belly bulging at a speed visible to the naked eye, she limped along the handrail towards the edge of the rooftop...

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Twenty past eleven.

In the center of the safe zone, the headquarters of the Astronomical Society.

The tense atmosphere in the Judgment Department did not seem to affect the calm and tranquility of this group of scholars at all.

They were still doing the same thing as usual, some playing the piano and some playing chess.

Of course, there are some subtle differences. That is, the "teachers" who used to hold books and speak in a melodious manner are all gone today.

At the best spot for stargazing on the high platform, Master Han, who was supposed to be viewing the scenery and painting, was nowhere to be seen.

This made the students quite dissatisfied. How could a teacher be so lazy? How could everyone study seriously?

So they played all the more vigorously, as if they could not prove their diligence unless they worked hard when no one was supervising them.

At this moment.

As one of the only two demigods in the local safe zone, the president of the Astronomical Society and the "Astrologer" Han Mo, was sitting in a wheelchair, pushed by three disciples, and quickly went to the central platform at the bottom of the Star Tower.

——He had injured his eyes before and had to rest for several days before he recovered. Then a few days ago, when he went out, he was injured seriously again and was almost broken in two.

Fortunately, another demigod in the safe zone was a doctor, and with her help, Han Mo was not killed.

However, he could escape the death penalty but could not escape the punishment of life imprisonment. Han Mo lay in bed for several days and rested until almost noon today, when he was barely able to come out and see people.

As a result, when he was finally discharged from the hospital, he heard his subordinates report that some secret cultists had been planning for several days and were preparing to launch an attack today.

Look, he just woke up and rushed over here in a wheelchair.

As the president of an astronomy association in a third-class safety zone, Han Mo felt that his life was really not easy.

The powerful figures in the security zone, directors of the Administration Bureau, the Adjudication Department, the Research Institute and other organizations, are all here today.

"Master Han!"

Everyone saluted.

Han Mo hummed, indicating that they didn't need to be polite: "What's the situation now?"

Bai Sanxiang reported: "We have deployed defenses throughout the city. In the next week, we will arrange for people to patrol the city every day with high intensity to minimize the damage."

"well done."

Han Mo nodded first, then counted with his fingers, but his expression became more and more ugly.

He found out that Bai Sanxiang was lying. It was not a week, but today. The other party was preparing to launch an all-out attack today to wipe out the heretics.

Apart from that, it was pitch black and nothing could be seen.

Great omen!

Han Mo was silent for a moment, and did not expose Bai Sanxiang's lie. He turned to the elegant white-robed woman in the corner and said, "Your Excellency, please come with me! This is a special situation, so we must respond with the highest alert. Let's jointly request assistance and ask the headquarters to send someone over."

The woman with her face covered by a veil is naturally the other demigod stationed in the safe zone, "Lord of Abundance" Zou Wanqing.

The two demigods jointly requested for help, indicating that the situation was urgent and that the East Pole District would immediately dispatch at least three more demigods to provide support.

Zou Wanqing responded, walked forward, and personally pushed Han Mo towards a secret door.

The three disciples of Han Mo bowed and then left.

After hearing certain words, they all knew what Han Mo was going to do next. No one was allowed to watch, so they took a step back with the other directors and waited quietly.

"You are old too. You only discovered the problem now." Zou Wanqing walked up personally, pushed Han Mo, and walked to the door.

"Alas, I have been extremely unlucky recently. I am really getting old..."

Han Mo smiled bitterly, took out a jade tablet, pressed it on the mechanism, and opened the security door of the secret room.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly froze, lowered his head and looked at his chest.

A hand as white as jade pierced through his chest and pinched his heart!

(End of this chapter)