Chapter 135 - 107: Chen Chong’s Contempt
SHLICK—
As the Tiger Striped Dog released its jaws, the Tang Blade was slowly withdrawn from the man’s chest.
Chen Chong’s face was expressionless. This was the fifth person. Not counting the three he’d seen stung to death by poisonous bees along the way, or the two who hadn’t attacked, he was only halfway done.
Since these people dared to disturb the beehive, they must have wanted him dead.
It was only right they bear the consequences...
Xu Jun and Huang Mao’s faces were a little pale.
Noticing this, Chen Chong patted their shoulders. "You’ll have to go through this sooner or later. Just get used to it."
With that, he continued forward.
With the Tiger Striped Dog by his side, Chen Chong didn’t even need the Perception Ring to find everyone.
First, kill the ones hiding in the jungle. Then, kill the ones running toward the school...
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"Ah, AHHHH!"
"A madman! We ran into a madman! And poisonous bees and a madman!"
The two of them stumbled into the school and entered the trading market.
Along the way, countless students manning stalls and passing by stared at their terrified, disheveled appearances with great curiosity.
’What did they run into to get scared like this?’
These two were members of the Survival Association, survivors who had fled the grove.
First, they had seen a sky full of swarming poisonous bees. A group of about ten of them had barely managed to reach a safe spot to avoid the bees when a hunting dog, over a meter long, charged at them.
Right after that, Chen Chong’s group—who they thought should have been stung to death by the poisonous bees—appeared.
Without a second word, the group drew their blades and slashed, nocked their arrows and shot. They were actually hunting people in the jungle!
Terrified, everyone scattered and fled, diving deep into the dense woods.
These two, however, had fled toward the school. Along the way, they heard occasional screams and barks. Recalling the deadpan expression on their pursuer’s face as he killed, their hearts pounded in terror. They were scared to death.
All they could do was run for their lives, and they had finally made it back before being killed.
"We survived. We actually survived."
"Those lunatics kill without even batting an eye, but they shouldn’t dare to do anything now that we’re back at the school."
"Of course they won’t. There are so many people here. Besides, the moment we call for the President, he’ll show up with dozens, even a hundred, people. What’s there to be afraid of!"
"You’re right. Let’s go tell the President what happened. He has to get justice for us—"
SHLICK—
Before one of them could finish speaking, an arrow flew across several hundred meters and struck him precisely in the neck.
The immense force and momentum sent him crashing to the ground.
"Holy shit!"
The people passing by and manning the stalls turned pale with shock and quickly backed away.
The commotion alerted everyone nearby, and they all turned to look.
"AHHHH!!!"
The remaining Survival Association member froze on the spot.
After a long moment, it dawned on him: they actually dared to kill people inside the school!
He panicked and tried to turn and run, but...
A black and gold hunting dog, swift as the wind, charged from a distance.
While still at least twenty meters away, it leaped into the air.
It flew through the air, pounced on him, and dragged him to the ground with its teeth.
No matter how he struggled, the Tiger Striped Dog held him fast, its jaws locked on his neck, pinning him to the ground.
The onlookers were stunned. They started shouting, "Is that a wolf or a dog? Are wild animals from the jungle starting to attack people?"
Only the members of the Fishing Club, who were setting up a temporary structure made of wood and plastic sheeting for their information exchange point nearby, seemed a little dazed.
"Hey, why does that dog look so familiar?"
"Now that you mention it, you’re right. It looks a lot like Brother Chong’s hound!"
"Holy shit, I recognize that guy, he’s from the Survival Association. Did Brother Chong get into a fight with them?"
"Quick, send someone to get the Club President, hurry..."
Chen Chong soon appeared.
He was holding a sharp, gleaming Tang Blade, his face spattered with a few drops of crimson blood.
Combined with his aura, he looked like a god of slaughter.
And in truth, he was.
As he drew near, Chen Chong plunged his blade downward without a word, showing no mercy or hesitation.
The man stopped breathing...
The Tiger Striped Dog released its jaws and sat beside him, wagging its tail.
Wang Biao, Xu Jun, Zhang Meng, and the others arrived shortly after, running up to him.
"That makes thirteen. Everyone besides the two who didn’t attack has been killed, including the ones stung by the bees!"
Wang Biao reported the number coldly.
The group had chased them all the way from the grove to the school, finally killing all the attackers with their own hands.
If they hadn’t needed to hide in the mud to avoid the Fierce Poisonous Bees at the start, and if their targets hadn’t scattered, the hunt could have been over in half the time.
Of course, Chen Chong and his group were not bloodthirsty killers.
Although they had personally killed many people, they never laid a hand on the two members of the Survival Association team who hadn’t attacked. Even when they caught up to them outside the school gate, they simply bypassed them to chase the others.
Having killed a total of thirteen people, Chen Chong remained expressionless, his heart unstirred.
His calmness was so profound it even scared him a little.
It was as if he hadn’t killed people, but twelve chickens.
This psychological transformation was perhaps due to the high-pressure environment after the transmigration.
But it was also the enhancement from his abilities and the perilous experience of hunting Extraordinary Creatures that had pushed his willpower and Spiritual Power far beyond that of a normal person...
In contrast to Chen Chong’s indifference, everyone except Wang Biao and Jia Wen felt somewhat sick.
The people around them were scared witless.
They stared at Chen Chong, then at the two corpses on the ground, their shock immeasurable.
It had been many days since the transmigration, and while fights often broke out over territory and resources at the school—with one brawl even involving over a hundred people—nothing had ever been like this. They just started killing right away!