I Will Survive Till The End: Blood Extermination Academy-Chapter 149: All Eyes On Him

Arc 3, Chapter 149 — All Eyes On Him

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TWO hours later, they all regained feeling... all AT THE SAME TIME.

It seems that no matter how many needles you got, and no matter how agonizing the pain was... it could only last for 2 hours. However, just because they could now feel their limbs, didn’t mean they had fully recovered.

"3 days?" Someone murmured, feeling the bodies 4 times heavier than usual.

It still hurt like hell, but at least everyone was grateful that they could now walk about. They rose to their feet, leaving the building with aching bodies.

Fortunately, they’ve already had their Weekly Night Drill. Otherwise, how are they to cope fighting off Ghouls like this?

"Damn, I feel like I’ve been run over by a train."

"Me too. Although he can walk, it feels like I’m walking on pins.

Many rose to their feet after 2 hours, muttering with obvious displeasure.

Winhest sure was cruel, to just leave them in that motionless state as if he was leaving behind a pile of Manure. Now, it was time to head back Home.

On the way. Several old Bloodrens muttered words of satisfaction when seeing a cross road that led to their previous settlement.

"Feels good to not wake up with bugs on the bed, or rain, snow... and even horse shit."

"Pfft... You’re talking about the time those Gassy Horses invaded our homes, right? What type of horses are those that like farting at every given turn? Their farts smelled so bad, it took a week and a half for their stench to completely fade."

"Damn, it just feels great to sleep in comfy, clean beds... ACTUAL BEDS... and not those made of straw or rocks!"

Several Old 10s discussed in relish, but some were just as troublesome as ever. Taunting a few, they began throwing the stolen tokens in the air to one another while the Token’s owner squirmed anxiously.

"It’s Mine! You give it back!"

A few weaker Bloodrens tried retrieving their tokens to no avail. It was only now after Winhest’s reminder that the Token’s weight truly settled in their hearts.

Without the Token, their fights before were meaningless. In other words, they won’t be advancing to Phase 2 without the TOKEN.

This continued on until they were at the base of the hill where their vast mansion stood.

"HERE!" Yimu moved like lightning, retrieving all 3 tokens and throwing them to their owners. Then she turned to the Old 10s with a cold expression. "Too noisy!"

All along the long trip, they’ve been rambling on without rest. Well, she was annoyed... and so were these Old 10s.

"Why you—"

These Old 10s froze when seeing Yimu’s card shard unhurriedly appear between her well-manicured strawberry-nails.

"Wanna go? The rules said no fighting indoors... however, since we’re outdoors, I’ll be more than willing to give you all a few pointers."

The troublemakers were angered but dared not make a move, especially when seeing Pickler activated her shard too, cloning herself ruthlessly. And despite Florianna being asleep now, they knew her body would react if they dared attack Yimu.

Dammit. They had shards from pile 13, 14 and 17... So how dare they compare with these 3?

Heh. "Cowards." Yimu sneered.

As for those who received their tokens, they were so happy they jumped high to the skies before rushing into the mansion as though their legs were on fire.

One shouldn’t blame them for their anxiousness. Who knows if these troublemakers will make more moves on them once they enter the Mansion with Yimu going her own way?

Well, they just wanted to take advantage of Yimu’s annoyance with these troublemakers. And so, before they could even spit the word: coward... They and many others had taken off into the mansion.

Over 70 people stormed away without warning... even some of the Old Bloodrens, the weaker ones who barely made it through, were anxious like fish out of water.

In a flash, the scene became a stampede into the Mansion. And only when they successfully stepped into their individual Lockers, did they shut the doors and release collective sighs of relief.

Even within the lockers, some looked for inconspicuous places to hide their Tokens. But as they say... where there is danger, there’s equal opportunity.

The chickens had gone, leaving the farmers behind.

Very slowly, Yimu’s lips sharpened into a dangerous arc.

"You..." She began, walking close to her target. "Levon Belmont... You figured it out, didn’t you."

Hendrix pushed his glasses in, Payne Ignier stopped his kickboxing workout, and Gorgendoyle smiled cutely with the ear’s of his pink bunny backpack moving softly.

Rita bit into the toothpick in her mouth, the Chubby Rolo stopped chewing on the peach in her hand, and Natalia’s peacock Haori seemed to flutter in the wind dangerously.

Florianna was awake, Punk-haired Viren was massaging his chin, and Batista the giant hand his hand lazily on his shoulders,

Potchmay slowly lowered his mirror, no longer admiring his hair, Bloomingdale stopped flexing his muscles, and Redclar calmly threw a deep look Levon’s way.

Everyone... including those in their groups, all stared at Levon.

Fufufufufu~

Yimu was now standing face to face with Levon, her eyes being the same height as his chin. Any closer, and one would think she was going in for his neck.

"Levon Belmont... Now... it’s not every one I bother remembering. But you... well, let’s just say you have some of my respect."

"Now then," she continued, slowly taking 2 steps back. "Our haughty Instructor says he taught us the right techniques on how to sense those hidden attacks... And truthfully, I would have called his claims hogwash... that is, until you alerted us during the dark run... meaning you sensed it—the attacks... But how, I wonder?"

The glint in everyone’s eyes kept growing ferocious by the second—so ferocious that they could be mistaken for hungry wolves.

Well, they wanted to know. And this seemingly ’weak’ Bloodren, had the answers buried inside him.

Oh?~... Levon slowly lifted his lips in dark amusement. "In other words, you’d like my guidance on the matter, is that it?"