Survival: King Picking Game

"No, not an episode."

But Shinomiya Ayase shook her head.

"...No." Thrush opened his eyes wide again, "but apart from Ji, where else can pull out the Void?"

"I thought so too at first." Shinomiya Ayase shrugged.

"...Then, Ms. Ayase won't go back on what she promised earlier, will she?"

Li Pingan came over and said with a smile.

"...On the premise that it does not violate my principles, feel free to ask for anything." Shinomiya Ayase said generously, "It will be considered a reward."

"...Hey!" Thrush cast his eyes on Li Ping'an, showing a suspicious look, "So it's you... You don't want to repay the favor and let sister Ayase do bad things, right?"

"This is not a promise of favor, but an exchange of equivalent value." Li Pingan responded.

Then, he turned to Shinomiya Ayase and said.

"I need your ENDRAVE driving skills. During this period of time, I need to hire you... If possible, I also hope that Ms. Tsugumi can join in."

Shinomiya Ayase and Tsugumi looked at each other, and asked Li Pingan with a serious face.

"What's your purpose"

Soon, the two girls already knew the answer.

——The neon government led by Shuichiro Kanmichi officially announced that the Roppongi area will be classified as an epidemic area, and the army under GHQ will start to blockade and clean up all the residents in the epidemic area in the near future.

The huge metal wall known as the "red warning line" rises and moves a certain distance into the inner city every day.

As soon as this news came out, the entire Tianwangzhou No. [-] High School, which had just completed the school festival, fell into chaos.

——I have been protected by my family’s school all the time, have no real contact with the society, and have very little experience in crisis response.In addition, there are no adults around who can make them feel at ease, so it is normal to fall into panic and confusion.

……

The school assembly was held again.

The auditorium was full of high school students, they were talking to each other with worried faces, and some of them who were weaker in mental endurance even started to cry secretly.

The entire wide space was filled with disturbing noises, as if a large group of flies were "buzzing".

"Everyone, be quiet. The conference is about to begin." Arisa, who is the president of the student council, stepped onto the stage and turned on the loudspeaker.

The cold and powerful voice made the students in the auditorium quickly and subconsciously quiet down.

The young lady of the enshrining house nodded in satisfaction.

However, not everyone is willing to cooperate with her.

There are also some idiots with their own ambitions... wanting to take advantage of this chaotic opportunity to stir up trouble.

"Hey, President, it's about this time. At the meeting later, won't you still use words like 'everyone stay safe and wait for the government's rescue' to perfuse us?"

The speaker's tone is frivolous and repulsive.

——Namba Daishow.A guy with glasses who looks a bit gentle, but is actually a badass bastard.

From time to time, a nasty gleam would flash in his eyes, betraying his heart.

In the original work, this guy and his companions have been fanning the flames and provoking others in the blocked campus.

——But this annoying guy is still alive and well.

It was the same at this time. Under the influence of his provocative words and the increasingly tense atmosphere recently, many people looked at the blond girl on the stage with suspicious and distrustful eyes.

...If it was Arisa, the original shrine, she would definitely be at a loss when she encountered such a questioning situation.

But now, the girl just laughed it off.

"Namba-san, you worry too much."

——Although the young lady's tone was polite and gentle, there was a hint of malice in it.

...

Chapter 251 I'm going to start playing dead! T

"Hey, Miss Cangzhi, are you here?"

Arisa of the Shrine used the communicator in front of all the students.

"Yes, Miss." The woman's calm response came from the communicator, which was heard by all the students present through the loudspeaker.

After a while, the door of the synagogue was opened.

Under the gaze of many eyes, a woman with short black hair walked in, wearing a suit, and a serious and decisive face.

"Action." She whispered.

Immediately, from behind her, dozens of people in black clothes with guns appeared, neatly lined up one by one, moved quickly, and soon occupied every corner of the auditorium, looking like they were all the students. Surrounded the same.

Looking at these solemn and heavily armed soldiers, they were nothing more than a group of teenagers and girls of high school age, and they quickly quieted down.

Daihide Namba spat with a gloomy face, took out a pistol with a handle secretly from his sleeve, and stuffed it back.

His movements and demeanor—including the movements and demeanor of all the students below—were seen by the shrine Arisa.