Chapter 112: Something’s Really Coming

Several teachers walked along the path to the warehouse, with the Principal of Freiden Academy still chuckling.

“Svina is an outstanding alumnus of our school, that much is obvious. He’s always kept the alma mater in his heart and remembered how the school nurtured him. Look, he even came back specially today to visit me. Isn’t that considerate?”

The teachers nodded in agreement, recalling Svina’s excellent performance during his school days.

“This kid was smart from a young age. I noticed it as early as first grade—he was destined to be a talent.”

“His conduct was upright, and his values sound. A rare, perfect top student in the school.”

“He has a heart of gold.”

To help with the storage of confidential items, Freiden Academy specially reserved a large warehouse for him. Inside were stacks of black crates taller than a person, each marked with a symbol resembling a “roasted sweet potato.”

That was the emblem of the Locke Morgan Family Valley Research Institute, brimming with radiant Spirit Ore.

Due to confidentiality concerns, they didn’t call in the movers, but that was no challenge for teachers who could manipulate elements. With a little effort, a few of them moved these huge, heavy black crates out.

According to Svina’s previous request, the crates were placed in an empty classroom on the lower floor of the Teaching Building.

“Hey, everything you asked for has been put away.”

The Principal of Freiden Academy called Svina, who expressed heartfelt thanks.

Just then, another call came through.

“Principal, that group of people has returned. They’re right at the school gate.”

So, Principal Freiden hurried over and asked the group led by a tall, striking girl: “Weren’t you all supposed to be out on official business? Why are you back already?”

“Because the suspect ran from the Research Institute,” Xu Chuyao said without wasting words. “Please hand over the person and cooperate with the investigation.”

“Ran back? You mean Svina?” The Freiden Principal was taken aback. “That can’t be. Are you sure there’s no mistake?”

Though he said this, he still took out his phone and dialed back.

“Hello, a review team is looking for you. Are you…”

“Let me say a few words.”

In the Academy’s main building, inside the broadcasting room, Svina pulled out his laptop.

The program on the screen showed 100%, ready to launch at any moment.

It was the same program as in the Research Institute. It could be activated as soon as those items were placed in the warehouse, but he was waiting for someone else to move them to the Teaching Building—that was the optimal location.

Besides this, the city had several other storage points…

“Hey, Svina, a review team is looking for you.”

“Let me say a few words.”

A few seconds later, a sweet, soft female voice came through the receiver:

“I am Xu Chuyao, temporary leader of the Center City review team, hereby formally announcing the arrest of the Clown Gang leader and Supreme Society member, Svina.”

Svina’s heart skipped a beat.

She guessed right—she really came for him. But how did she know those identities?

“Just business, Professor Svina. I hope you won’t hold it against me.”

Returning words said to him just over a week ago, the call then abruptly ended.

Svina’s face lost all trace of a smile; a ferocious gleam flashed in his eyes as he clumsily pressed enter.

Forced Conversion Program, reporting.

Psionic Wave Diffusion Program, activated.

Back at the school gate, the Freiden Principal took back his phone but still didn’t understand what was going on.

“What are you saying? Svina can’t possibly be—”

Before he could finish, a throat-like sound suddenly echoed from the school broadcast, followed by a barely audible ripple of waves.

Xu Chuyao hurriedly glanced at her girlfriend, who had already closed her eyes, seemingly resisting something.

“It’s okay, I’m fine,” she said.

The first encounter with this could be described as completely unprepared, but the second time, not only did she have experience and proper preparation, she also had countermeasures.

Thinking of pleasant things, engaging in emotional counterbalance…

Sexually Repressed Shadow: “You’re free. Today, you can go home with Chuyao. One amazing night awaits.”

Broken Shadow: “You and I, heart to heart, living in the global village~”

Milky Ning Reflection: “Chuyao often says the key to any problem is to find the key itself. Once you grasp the key, the problem is solved.”

With their help, the girl opened her eyes again a few minutes later, her complexion returning to normal.

“I’m okay now, it can’t affect me.”

Xu Chuyao smiled at her in perfect sync. “That’s great.”

“Phew.”

Goodness, just closing your eyes and it’s over? That’s not how it was written in the original story. Weren’t you supposed to be tormented for at least three days?

The tall girl quietly tugged at her ear.

Sigh, such cheating.

“What exactly is going on?” The Freiden Principal’s voice pulled everyone’s attention back. “If you can’t explain clearly, I’m afraid I can’t offer any help.”

Yu Jing was about to speak, but Xu Chuyao chuckled:

“We’re helping. You’re about to be in big trouble.”

“What?”

Boom—!

Behind everyone, a few hundred meters inside the school gate, the core building of Freiden Academy, the first Teaching Building, suddenly collapsed with a roar.

Just as Xu Chuyao said, the Freiden Principal could no longer focus on anything else. After staring blankly for a second, he hurriedly grabbed a nearby teacher and shouted:

“Quick, rescue people!”

Winter had just passed, and the academy had already started. God only knows how many students were in class.

Similar scenes unfolded throughout the city. Urban elites were enjoying their afternoon coffee when the foundations of nearby buildings suddenly sank. Entire high-rises collapsed as strange blue light sprayed uncontrollably like a broken water fountain, shooting wildly from the concave underground.

“Help! Help!”

“Ahhh, it itches! My whole body itches!”

“Someone, please help me!”

No one could help; any arrival would only increase the number of mutants.

The incident was sudden. The City Security Department didn’t respond at all. Local officials desperately tried calling the Principal of Freiden Academy but couldn’t get through.

Theoretically, Freiden Academy should be better off—after all, the students weren’t ordinary people, their physical fitness was strong. When the teaching building collapsed, many students were trapped inside, but few died directly from being crushed or buried.

However, under the eerie blue light, those trapped saw the ceiling panels pressing on them slowly move, and faces appeared on the wet, stone-like walls.

“It hurts so much, it hurts so much.”

“I’m so sad, I hear ding-ding bong-bong.”

“Why? I want to hide from you!”

These grotesque freaks muttered strange things, sorrowfully shedding tears that looked like watery stone dust, all while smashing their terrified victims’ heads.

Bang!

“Looks like they can’t help.”

Watching the Freiden Principal and other teachers walk away in the distance, Xu Chuyao imagined what awaited them, then turned to her team.

“Old Ban, this teacher, and Shen Ning—you three, all third tier, go after Svina. Cheng Li, Shi Lei, you two follow me slowly.”

“Got it.”

Yu Jing, Cheng Chen, and Shen Ning set off first. Naturally, the broadcasting room was the best place to control the school’s broadcast. Since everyone came from the Academy, they were familiar with the school’s layout and roughly knew which direction the clashes might head.

Xu Chuyao told Cheng Li and Shi Lei to wait; there was no rush to catch up.

“Leader,” Shi Lei quietly asked, “You want us to hold back because there might be government people on the way? So we need to proceed cautiously?”

“Yes. Also, on the other hand, if we arrive later, we can avoid their first wave of fire,” Xu Chuyao said. “If we all got there together, and Svina tried to ambush, he could instantly take out the weakest one.”

Chuyao didn’t think she was weak, but objectively, according to the stats, she really was the third from the bottom in the team.

A peak third-tier sneaking up to kill a mid-second-tier? The second tier wouldn’t have much chance.

“I see,” Shi Lei admitted, “No wonder you’re leader, always so thorough.”

Cheng Li glanced at him with an unamused look, meaning “Well, duh, look at me—I don’t even ask questions!”

When Xu Chuyao led her team back here, the vendors near the school gate already sensed something was off. Then, hearing the building collapsed, everyone scattered like birds and beasts. Even the small carts selling goods were abandoned.

The school gate became chaotic, with carts overturned and hamburgers, pizzas, chicken nuggets, and fries scattered all over the ground.

“So wasteful,” Xu Chuyao walked over, gathering a few stray packets. “It’s all food.”

Such a waste. Surely there was some way to make use of it.

“Uh, leader,” Shi Lei grew curious again, “Why did you grab two packets of ketchup?”

“Don’t ask.”

This time he got no answer.

Why? Simple. Because this battle was three third-tiers against one third-tier, two of whom were peak third-tier. The advantage was theirs. Since the main business was settled, Chuyao planned to have some fun and earn a bit of “villain points.”

It’d been almost a month since the last showdown. Something’s really coming.