Kikyo and I are of one mind

Kikyo has always felt that he is a cold-blooded person. Even during the time when he was keen on learning, he didn’t feel the rush of blood. It was more like a hobby, like ordinary people playing mahjong.

Even professional chicks don't think so.

But Kikyo is very clear that the current self is developing an impulse that "as long as I succeed, my life will be complete". She doesn't quite understand the source of this enthusiasm.

But she knew that Teacher Sha was right. Now she could somewhat understand why those students showed such unnatural fanaticism.

"Seasickness, embarrassment, water absorption, how fast can you play now?"

The students who had won the first place in the year in the exam raised their weapons and came side by side in front of Mr. Kill, laughing sinisterly, and their guns were also aimed at a tentacle.

"The main event is coming, let's agree, don't flash!"

Terasaka Ryoma, who turned back from the prodigal son, had the expression of a bad boy, and declared to Mr. Kill that everything was ready, but Mr. Kill still maintained his usual expression, even though he deliberately pretended to be sweating, but everyone knew that Mr. Kill of this color did not panic at all.

"Snapped!"

When the bullet was activated, it was clearly just a BB bullet, but it had the same lethality as if antimatter wiped out Mr. Kill. Almost instantly, the end of Mr. Kill's tentacles were completely wiped out.

At the same time, the walls of the entire wooden house suddenly shattered, and a cage made of water surrounded Teacher Kill.

The water pressure cage, although they don't know ninjutsu, but this group of students completed the locking of her with the water pressure aircraft "fly board". Such an imaginative approach compressed the dodging space of the teacher for a while. to a very narrow range.

Then, the self-discipline turret ai equipped with waterproof ability, referred to as the mechanical girl Ritsu, opened a covering strike within a range of one meter.

The strafing shots that formed a barrage covered Mr. Kill in an instant. In his prime, Mr. Kill had to deal with Ritsu's saturation attack with all his strength, let alone the current him, who only had a speed of 400km/h left.

However, as the former god of death and the strongest killer, even if he made a wish to make himself weaker, the "intuition" of being a killer has not disappeared.

All attacks that might hit him will be perceived by him instinctively, coupled with the speed of 400km/h, and the beachwear on his body that can be used as a shield, it is almost equivalent to a solidified protection to avoid loss.

"To achieve this step is already very remarkable, but it's not enough!" Teacher Kill said so, but there were no streaks of contempt on his face, bullets were blocked by beach clothes and straw hats, but he never dared to relax his attention, because he could sense that an unprecedented, pure and condensed killing intent was locking on to him.

"It must be Kikyo-san, right? But if you don't shoot all the time, is it really okay?"

Mr. Sha's spirit became more and more concentrated, ready to avoid Kikyo's bow attack at any time.

It stands to reason that this old-time weapon is like a toy to him, but when Kikyo is holding it in his hand, he has a feeling that he might be killed.

As a former number one professional killer (so the number one killer is destined to be either a pervert or a psycho?), he trusts his instincts.

But just when he was concentrating all his energy on Kikyo, two sprays of water suddenly exploded.

"Oops!"

Rinka Hayami and Ryunosuke Chiba, the existence with the strongest shooting skills among boys and girls.

At this moment, the simultaneous locking of the sniper rifle and the pistol put Mr. Kill at an absolute disadvantage.

Here it is!

Chiba Ryunosuke and Hayami Rinka pulled the trigger at the same time, but for some reason, it was a sure blow, but it made them feel like "this hit is empty".

This is the intuition that a good shooter should have. The moment the bullet is ejected, he can know whether he is successful or not.

Just when they were instinctively preparing to take another shot, the bowstring rang.

Obviously the sound of the waves around is so violent, obviously everyone is making a sound, obviously even the voices of the people who are close at hand are so indistinct, but at this moment, only the humming of the bowstring is equally clear to everyone's ears.

Are the arrows fast?

Not fast, at least not as fast as the sniper rifle for Mr. Sha.

But at this moment, in the eyes of everyone, it seemed to turn into light.

No, the real light!

A soft and somewhat strange light flashed in front of the eyes, making the vision pale. Everyone's first reaction was whether it was successful or not, but Kikyo, who had just let go of the bowstring, was trembling with his hands.

Not fear, not fatigue, but excitement.

When she shot that arrow, she didn't think about anything, as if an intuition told her that it was time to do something here, so she did it.

However, it didn't hit.

Like the two classmates, Kikyo also has that intuition.

She made the move when she had the most confidence, not only using the spirit vision, but even using the lookout technique.

It can be said that at that moment, she had mastered all the trajectories of killing the teacher, but she still missed.

But this sense of loss did not disappoint her, but brought a strong impulse.

I really want, I really want, I really want to kill him!

Although it sounds like the idea of ​​a murderer, at this moment, Kikyo's mood is so pure, pure, and pure, because now, her killing intent has disappeared.

Killing the teacher is no longer a matter of carrying the worst feeling or requiring careful consideration, but has become a feeling of challenging the impossible.

She felt that it was a little sick to think about it, but she couldn't help thinking about it.

At this moment, she finally understood, understood what the students were thinking, and understood why she could unreservedly pour murderous intent on the teacher she respected.

Since it is impossible, I want to try.

The sense of taboo of killing, the sense of achievement of challenging the impossible, the sense of growth of self-improvement in the process of trying, and the desire for this thing itself.

"I really want to do it again! Next time, I must succeed!"

2Chapter 17 innocent smile @Sonic

"Student Kikyo, why don't you come and give it a try?" Seeing that the students didn't know whether it was torture or an attempt to torture and kill the teacher (note the sentence break), Kikyo shook his head and said:

"I don't need it. No matter whether this situation can be successful or not, there is no sense of accomplishment."

In fact, not only Kikyo, almost all the students present have completely given up trying to "assassinate" the teacher. This is not because they think it is impossible to break through the armor of the so-called absolute defense mode of killing the teacher, but because of their subconscious mind. , very disappointed.

Unprecedentedly huge scale, racking their brains to plan, everyone attacked with all their strength, even Kikyo, who usually can't shoot, shot a blow that made people feel like seeing the god of bow and arrow.

But even so, it still failed.

A strong sense of exhaustion and emptiness is spreading in their hearts.

In this state, they all avoid the idea of ​​testing the authenticity of Master Kill's absolute defense. Even the most naughty Akabane just uses some mischievous means to torture Master Kill to relieve pressure. I don't want to succeed.

At least I don't want to succeed now.

Because it will make them feel that the previous efforts are very stupid.

Of course, in a sense, they are indeed the ones who pushed Mr. Kill to this point, but human psychology is so weird.

It’s like playing a game. You’ve worked so hard to achieve a perfect ending, and the moment your sense of accomplishment explodes, the producer suddenly says to you, “But is it worth it?” Good guy, at that moment, your sense of accomplishment disappears immediately, and even the idea of ​​playing it fades away.

Everyone's situation is similar at this time, but the only good thing is that Mr. Sha didn't force feed Shi, but just gave them a kind, if you take advantage of others at this time, it's like "you can't play the game and open it later" Just like cheating", even if you win, what you gain is not a sense of satisfaction, but endless emptiness.

Student Lu has already started using the high-speed camera footage to review the three "snipers". From the footage, it can be seen that even if Mr. Kill did not enter the final defensive posture, these attacks might not be enough to take his life.

But unlike the two students who were hit, Kikyo, who had shot and killed targets countless times, felt nothing but novelty at this moment.

Because of the state expressed by the two classmates, she also felt it.

At the moment of ejaculation, she hesitated for a moment.

It wasn't because she couldn't make a move that she hesitated, at that moment, she really wanted to shoot and kill the teacher, but the moment she let go of the bowstring, she felt the pressure.

The bow in her hand began to become heavy, the scenery in front of her eyes began to become distorted, and even her breathing was no longer as smooth as before.

If you are a newcomer, it is not surprising to have such a feeling when aiming a deadly weapon at a living thing for the first time, but Kikyo is not a novice, and the number of demons and ghosts he has shot and killed probably exceeds the total number of human beings that a person can come into contact with in a lifetime.

But she still hesitated for a moment.It was as if what she was about to shoot was not to kill the teacher, but a big monster that was impossible to kill.

It was this moment of "nervousness" that made her fail.

Although in the high-speed camera, her arrow is the closest and most accurate to Teacher Kill, but she is very clear that her probability of success is actually the smallest, because the arrow is different from the bullet, it does not advance in a nearly straight parabola , but a state of jittering flight by elastic release.

If Mr. Kill slowed down by a few tenths of a second, the two bullets might hit, but the arrow he shot, the moment Mr. Kill leaned back, it was impossible to hit.

"This is, the difficulty..."

Kikyo's fingertips trembled slightly, and she was hit by unprecedented excitement, but at this moment, Feng Xue suddenly patted her on the shoulder and said:

"It's a bit over the top."

"What?" Kikyo didn't quite understand what Feng Xue meant, but when Feng Xue took out a mirror out of nowhere, Kikyo was stunned.

Did you really show that wraith-like smile in the mirror?

Kikyo blinked slightly, then moved her lips slightly, convinced that it was herself in the mirror, not Feng Xue's photo of Feng or some editing method, and then immediately began to manage her expressions.

"It's normal to feel this kind of emotion for the first time, but don't be overwhelmed by excitement, or you may become a murderer!"

"I know." Kikyo took a few deep breaths and began to adjust her mentality. She killed more people than most of the villains in the worlds that Feng Xue had walked through. Naturally, there was no way to adjust herself. Soon, the smile with some Japanese supernatural aura slowly faded away, and Kikyo returned to her usual calm expression.

Then, she turned her head suddenly, not knowing whether to change the subject or just noticed it, she said confusedly:

"Where's Feng?"

"Her! She didn't participate in the assassination before, maybe she was eating in the hotel?" Feng Xue scratched her head, but as soon as she finished speaking, Feng's dissatisfied voice sounded:

"What a shame, I've always been there!"

"Liar." Kikyo categorically denied Feng's lie, and very naturally stood between Feng and Feng Xue who were trying to get closer, "Your Qi was not near here before."

"Well, I just found out that someone was watching nearby, so I went to have a look, but that guy is very sharp, I found everything, only found a few footprints that I didn't have time to clean up."

Feng was very dissatisfied with her sister's exposure of her, but she didn't dare to show it. She could only weakly take out her mobile phone and show the photos she took.

"Let me analyze it for you." Because of her bulky body, Lil, who had not had time to leave, immediately appeared on the screen of Feng's mobile phone, and after turning around, she took all the photos taken by Feng away.

"Hey! Are you invading my privacy like this?"

"No, I didn't look at other things in your phone." Liu said decisively while transporting the case out of the water with inefficient wheels. Feng's face turned livid when she heard her say this——

"How do you know there are other things if you don't look at them? And if you don't look at them, how do you know which photos I just took!"

"Look at the time code! Photo files all have this code, right? Just look at it and you'll know when you took it!" The law responded naturally, probably because what she said was too sure, and Feng, who was a little blind, turned his head in a daze, looked at Feng Xue with eyes that were a little close to Shaking Ban and said:

"Is what she said true?"

"..." Feng Xue looked at Feng's expression, and the doubts that had arisen countless times before resurfaced again——

Is this guy really stupid or pretending to be stupid?

ps: Any good game can’t resist modifiers. Many games that can be played for a lifetime (exaggerated rhetoric is used here), although they were very cool at the time after using the modifiers, they are basically tired after two or three days.Of course, gameplay mods are not included in this list.

Chapter 248 After the Movement

After a short delay, Feng Xue, Jugen, and Feng returned to the inn. As soon as they entered the door, they saw the students lying on the ground in disorder. The worst one was even spurting blood, as if they were about to finish playing.

"What's the matter?" Feng Xue frowned, knowingly asked.

"Drinks, there is a problem with the drinks we drank when we went to the island, and everyone who drank the drinks was poisoned!" Kanzaki Yukiko, as the one who survived because of Kikyo's suspicion, quickly thought of the reason after her classmates fell down.

Kikyo frowned upon hearing this and said:

"Impossible, I checked, it should not be poisonous!"

"It's not a poison, it's a man-made virus." Teacher Wujian's voice came from not far away. He held a takeout-like Mr. Kill in one hand, and held the phone in the other hand, and said with a gloomy expression:

"The other party seems to be the killer who is also targeting Mr. Kill... and asked us to send Mr. Kill to the top floor of the Pujiujian Temple Hotel on the top of the mountain within an hour."

"Virus..." Kikyo frowned slightly at this unfamiliar term, but Feng clapped his hands and said:

"It's the little bugs in the water that Feng Xue told me about, right? No wonder we couldn't find them, after all, we're all used to having such things in the water!"

"Whether it's a virus or a bacterium, send the whole class to the hospital quickly..."

"That's not allowed." Takebayashi, who looked like he was good at reading, interrupted Terasaka Ryoma, who turned his prodigal son back, and said with a very convincing nerd expression:

"If they really created an artificially unknown virus, it is impossible for Renhe Hospital to have targeted anti-drugs. Instead of going to the hospital to delay time, it is better to make appropriate treatment and treatment first."

"Can you cure it?" Kikyo checked a student and found that it was not the kind she was good at dealing with, so she immediately turned her attention to Feng Xue.

Feng Xue felt very happy about Kikyo's concern for her classmates, nodded and gave a thumbs up:

"Don't worry, I dare not say that it is completely cured, but it is still possible to save my life in a short period of time."

Although Feng Xue looked like a junior high school student of fourteen or fifteen years old, at this moment, no one doubted his ability. When Teacher Kill heard Feng Xue's words, his mouth immediately cracked into a crescent shape, and he said:

"Compared to going to the hospital or being obedient, should we change to a method that suits us better?"

……

"Aren't you going?" Arranging the poisoned students in a row, Feng Xue asked, wiping the sweat that didn't exist on her head.