I, with a long knife in my hand, can only do one move

Next to the never-before-seen wound and my sister's body, there were containers and fluids I had never seen before.

I later learned that it was the "seed" of the tentacle.

I also couldn't understand why I would secretly bring those things back.

But...my intuition tells me that the means to fight against that monster must exist only among these things.

"Experimental

Human tentacle weapons, implanted into the human body later in life”

The description reads: The host will gain great power...but if the maintenance is not in place, it will fall into hellish pain.

"...I don't care."

At that time, Yukimura Yajiali took out the injection gun from the box, looked at himself in the mirror, and there was a gleam in his eyes that seemed to be sinking.

It was the same when I decided to be an actor. Once I made the decision, I would go all the way.

Falsified ID, used the name of a one-episode TV show he starred in a long time ago.

At that time, I made up my mind to perform this role perfectly! !

"Mr. Mao Yefeng, congratulations, you have successfully transferred to Kunigaoka Middle School. This is the first time I have seen a child who can pass the transfer exam so neatly!" The principal announced this to her with a smile on his face while holding the report card. information.

If the message on the note is true, the monster that killed his sister and escaped will definitely become the homeroom teacher of Class 3-E of Chuqiu Middle School.

So I chose to dye my hair and lower my moral character in order to enter a class specifically for students with bad conduct - Class E in the third year.

Although it is still unclear why the monster took over the class that my sister was in charge of during her lifetime.However, as a younger sister, there is only one thing I should do——

That is to hide the heart of revenge... to play the role of Chi Yefeng well.

The needle of the syringe pierced the back of the neck, and the substance in it invaded the body, bringing great power to itself.

And after that... maddening pain.

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The tentacle once asked me in my mind what I wanted to be.

"Want to be a killer."

This is my answer.

Become a killer who can perfectly conceal the inner hatred and severe physical pain, and never change his face until the final strike.

"As long as I can avenge my sister, I will not hesitate to die."

Mao Yefeng looked at the black knife lying quietly in front of him, and seemed to feel a lot more relaxed.

"Now, my mission is finally completed..."

The students around were silent. After listening to Mao Yefeng's account of his past, they didn't know what to say.

Mr. Kill is dead. Although Chiye-san succeeded in revenge, on the other hand, with Mr. Kill's death, all the unexplained mysteries will escape into the grave and be sealed forever.

Is the third-year Class E, the Assassination Classroom, disbanded like this?

Can such a result really satisfy everyone?

The answer must be no, whether it is Xiaomo, Chiye, or others... If you ask them the same question.

"Do you like the assassination classroom? What do you like here?"

They all answered without hesitation:

"Of course I like it, I like everything here."

"If you had another chance, would you choose to continue living in Class E until graduation?" a voice asked.

"If there is no hatred, there is no "killing teacher" to kill, and there is no mission to save the earth.Could this place still be an assassination classroom? "

"Of course!!"

Suddenly, Shiota Nagisa walked out from the crowd.

He replied loudly with firm eyes: "Because there is one more target we want to kill! Before graduation, the assassination classroom will continue! That is you—Teacher Cheng!"

"...!?"

All the surrounding scenery turned into colorful sand and gravel as if awakened from a dream, and was swept up by the sea breeze...disappeared.

Mao Yefeng watched in surprise that the two tentacles around him also shattered like bubbles, and then reached out to touch the back of his neck, but there was nothing there—as if it had ceased to exist in the first place.

"How, how is it possible?!"

That chubby sphere wrapped in a transparent shell appeared out of nowhere in front of the students again, but this time, the expression on Teacher Sha's face, that smile, couldn't reveal a relaxed look.

"Kill, kill teacher?! You are not dead?!"

Cheng Rang finally appeared behind the students. After the ethereal mechanical sound subsided, he slowly opened his eyes again and said to everyone, "It's not that the teacher is not dead, but that it has not been killed."

"what?"

【God's Righteous Eye】

With the Prosthetic Eye of God, one can have the ability to control anyone's field of vision. The Prosthetic Eye of All Seeing is above the Prosthetic Eye of Illusion. For ordinary people, this level of illusion can even be said to be "other". a reality".

Whether it is touch, taste, or even hearing and feeling, all can be imitated.

Facing the students who were at a loss, Cheng Rang smiled and opened his hands: "This time you have carefully prepared an excellent movie that can be called a public execution for killing the teacher. Then as a teacher, I also do the same for you. You have one ready."

"How? After watching this movie now, do you want to know more about the idea of ​​killing the teacher? I think it also has the feeling of wanting to express it quickly. After all, it is misunderstood by its own students. It's really uncomfortable."

"So, let's let him explain himself this time."

Cheng Rang led the students to shoot Teacher Sha on the beach.

"What's the intention—Mr. Death, the first generation?"

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Chapter 120 The past time

grim Reaper.

Shiota Nagisa clearly remembered that it was mentioned by Teacher Irina's teacher, Mr. Luo Weiluo - the strongest symbol in the assassination world.

Only the strongest assassin can have the title of "Reaper", but Mr. Cheng calls Mr. Kill the first generation of Reaper...

Cheng Rang stepped forward and grabbed Teacher Kill with one hand, "Also, you don't have to worry about Chiye's situation. I have already killed the tentacles parasitic on her body."

As if stating something serious, no one even saw Mr. Cheng's move, and the source of the pain and strength that Mao Yefeng had been enduring all along was killed.

"Besides, I also let you kill the teacher once, so don't show that disappointed expression."

Cheng Rang poked the transparent shell on Teacher Kill's head and said, "Hey, hurry up and explain the relationship between you and Teacher Xuecun clearly. Your student has misunderstood you for so long under your nose. .”

"...Killing Sensei, Kayano even did this step in order to take your life. It is absolutely impossible to achieve this kind of assassination with only half-hearted awareness and determination. And this assassination, the death of Sensei Yukimura, and the past of killing Sensei... …and we are all inextricably linked.”

"Please tell us, as long as you tell the truth, we can accept no matter what the past is."

……

Teacher Sha stared at the students around him, and seemed to be struggling for a long time before slowly making a sigh.

"If possible... I really don't want to mention my past. However, I have to talk about it now. After all, I really don't want to lose the trust and bond between myself and my classmates."

"Just like Teacher Cheng said, the teacher two years ago... was the killer known as "Death". "

"One more thing is, even if you let it go, the teacher will die in March next year. Whether the teacher will die alone, or the earth will be wiped out. The impact that everyone's assassination can have on the future is limited to this."

Under the surprised eyes of the students, Mr. Sha talked about those memories hidden in his heart... when he was a human being.

He was born in a slum with an extremely harsh environment, parents betrayed their children, and betrayal by friends and women was commonplace.

There is no one who can be trusted.

Justice has become a shield for corrupt officials, and "medicine" has become a prop for mass production of disabled people.Here, the so-called human beings are just like garbage, creatures that came to the world for death.

He grew up in an environment where no one could be trusted, and the only reality he could believe in when he was a child was that people would die if they were killed.

Therefore, he chose the path of becoming a killer.

And that is his calling.Use strength and skill to kill smart targets, use knowledge to kill powerful targets, and use charisma to win over targets with both civil and military skills.

If you don't have the ability to surpass him, you can't escape the assassination he initiated.

As a result, he was simply invincible.

No matter how difficult the entrustment was, he would accept it, skillfully avoiding the strict security that others thought was absolutely impossible to break through.Let the president of a superpower die a natural death.

In a mere week, two dozen cadres, generals and schools were killed, ending the civil war that had lasted for a full decade.

After killing thousands of targets, the world gave him the nickname "Reaper".

Due to an opportunity, the god of death accepted the son of a rich man who was killed by homicide as his disciple, but the only disciple betrayed his master during a mission, stole the name of god of death, and became the second generation of god of death.

Because of this, the first generation of Reaper was captured by the government.In order to prevent social panic, the first generation of Reaper was secretly sent to a human experiment about "self-produced antimatter", thus producing tentacles.In the process of accepting the experiment, I met Aguri Yukimura who came to the research base to help.

At first, he thought about when to kill the woman in charge of guarding him and escape here. However, as time passed, the two gradually got to know each other... He was infected by Aguri Yukimura's enthusiasm and sincerity, and learned that During the rest of the time when she came to the institute to help for free, she was actually a middle school teacher.

"Is this giving students exam questions?" He sat on the experimental bed, looking at the writing figure not far away through the transparent bulletproof glass.

Aguri raised his head and smiled: "Yes, it's stipulated that you can't bring a laptop in, so you can only write by hand~"

In the eyes of "Reaper", Aguri's time is very easy to figure out the rules.

From [-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] pm, I will work as a teacher, and from [-]:[-] pm to [-]:[-] am, I will be responsible for the monitoring task of the laboratory platform, that is, the time to spend with myself.

"This kind of problem is not acceptable." He got up and blew mist on the glass in front of him, and quickly wrote the equation with his fingers, "The difficulty of the quadratic equation problem must at least reach this level. If you are facing children from key schools Not to mention."

Aguri looked at the title on the glass and smiled wryly, even the other party wrote it backwards on the glass in order to make him understand, which was accurate.

"My working teacher was educated by a killer..."

After three months of being here... the relationship between the killer and the teacher gradually began to feel like old friends.

With Reaper's technology, it is easy to brainwash her... But her authority in the research facility is extremely low, so there is no value to use.

On the other hand... Your Excellency the God of Death, who has had enough of fighting and killing, has developed some interest in the life of an "ordinary person" like her.

They began to communicate more and more deeply from the daily life in the class, discussions to various test paper questions for the students.

So the God of Death knew that Class 3-E of Chugigaoka Middle School, which Aguri was in charge of, seemed to be a very famous class.

A bunch of poor students are stuffed into another school building, and the head teacher is basically a new teacher who has to teach all subjects alone.

The comprehensive teaching ability of the new teachers will thus be tempered, and the cost of teachers for poor students will also be reduced-in the eyes of Death, this policy is very reasonable.

But after all, Aguri's ability is limited, not to mention that after her job as a teacher is over, she has no more time to prepare lessons for the poor students in Class E, so she always complains to the God of Death that she is distracted and lacks skills.

"Well... even my professional chemistry has failed in a mess. You are obviously more suitable to be a teacher than me, Mr. Death." Said like this.

"It's no wonder, after all, I used to pretend to be a university professor because of my work. However, I am not suitable for the job of a teacher..."

Because the reason I have fallen to this point is because of the betrayal of my students.

"As the saying goes, people's hearts are separated from their belly. I think I should have fully discovered his potential and firmly controlled him, but who would have thought..."

After listening to his narration, Aguri said after a moment of silence: "I seem to understand."

"?"

"Your student... probably just wants to get your attention, right?"

He pondered, "After all, discrimination ability and personality are the basic links for manipulating human form—"

But the sudden electric current knocked back the second half of his sentence, and his whole body collapsed to the ground with electric sparks, startling Aguri.

The voice of the experiment leader Yanagisawa came from the loudspeaker above his head: "The relaxing and pleasant rest time is over, little white mouse. It's time to start the experiment again, and lie down on the restraint platform."

……

The content of Yanagisawa's research is revolutionary, and even surpasses the limits of existing science and technology to a large extent.And correspondingly... Naturally, there were many major calculation errors.

Yaguri knelt down in front of the glass worriedly, looking at the man on the other side who was so painful that he spat out blood, twisting his body like an earthworm on a hot pot...

And as the experiment progressed, the body of the Grim Reaper began to undergo obvious changes.His fingers began to lose their joints and were able to extend like tentacles, and they moved extremely fast.

Antimatter energy has begun to circulate in his body, making metabolism far beyond the limit of ordinary people possible.