I Will Survive Till The End: Blood Extermination Academy-Chapter 75: Retribution (Bonus - )

Arc 2, Chapter 75 — Retribution.

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Hulga felt the heat spread to her face.

There she stood, opening and closing her mouth dumbfounded by Levon’s appearance.

In under a millisecond, she felt a wave of emotions wash over her. But perhaps the most prominent was Fury—The hatred in her eyes has never faded.

It was all his fault! She blamed him, blamed him for her predicament!

When will this nightmare end?

"Hey, Ugly! Either get moving, or get out! Some of us are trying to eat here!"

A burly tattooed girl shoved her out of the line, taking her place without mercy.

Oouff~

Hulga fell to the ground, embarrassed that Levon and those above had seen her like this.

Her fingers gripped the grounds hard, as she subconsciously blamed Levon, and everyone for her current state.

’Just you all wait!’

On the ground, Hulga swore with every drop of blood in her body that one day, she will have her revenge!

The life of Hulga and those who failed was far less desirable than Levon and the others could imagine.

Although they didn’t have vampire’s attacking them on their Nightly Drills, it didn’t mean theirs was any less dangerous.

Their entire living quarter was a booby-trap waiting to explode in their faces during such deadly nights.

At times, they too would get a taste of the many dangerous creatures in this place.

Monkeys with razor sharp claws, strange turtles that moved fast and spewed face-burning acids... you name it. Their Night Drills were also thrilling.

Pfft.

A few girls gloated when seeing Hulga fall.

As for Hulga, she wished she could kill everyone with a single stare. How did it come to this?

One minute she was living as one of the most popular girls in her school, and the next moment, she was sent away by her parents, kidnapped and taken here.

She admitted she was a bitch and a sneaky backstabber at times, but... did it mean she warranted such treatments from life?

"Please.. Help m–"

"Who the hell are you to touch me?"

Several men ruthlessly swung and smashed their feet at Hulga’s jaws, giving her brutal stumps and jabs without mercy.

Following this, they then took out napkins, wiping the soles of their feet as though they had touched the most disgusting thing in this world.

Who were these boys? Well, Levon watching from above, more or less recognized hazy impressions of them.

It was hard to compare them to how they were prior to arriving here.

They might be the lowest of the low.... Far low below Bloodren 10s. But it was still important to know they had some redeeming qualities about them that led to their acceptance into the Order. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

That’s right, they were the Bloodrens who ’died’ during the Examinations.

After weeks here, their initial childishness faded away bit by bit.

They were still far arrogant, childish and sensitive, but one could not deny the change they obviously showed.

Perhaps one day, they would be respected Bloodrens in their prospective departments... Though it didn’t look like it was anytime soon. Perhaps by then, they’ll leave the underground world they were used to... venturing into the surface levels.

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Hulga, Hulga, Hulga...

Several guys sneered in disgust, not even bothering to help the fallen Hulga up.

"Help you? Are you kidding?" Some taunted recklessly.

The last time they helped this bitch, she threw them off cliffs, threw them in deadly waters, and attempted to kill them in various ways.

They thought they were goners, but soon woke up to realize they had been saved. Since that day, something changed within them.

After awakening and seeing Hulga alive, they wished to skin her alive and use her skinned flesh as a flag.

"Hmph. Count your lucky stars that we aren’t allowed to kill each other."

Or else... heh.

Several arrogant men who also had trays of food, broadened their shoulders and left to find a table after kicking Hulga to the point of exhaustion.

They say no fighting indoors... but strangely enough, the Cafeteria was the one place the Order allowed for a few fights to go on. However, you still can’t kill your opponent.

Fufufufufu~

No one helped the now bloodied Hulga up. The person behind her jumped ahead of the line, as well as those behind him too.

Who cares the hell cares about this fallen bag of meat on the floor?

Hiss~

Hulga gasped.

Exquisite agony washed over her, drowning her entirely.

It was only after 6 minutes that Hulga picked herself up. But how can it be so easy to join the line again?

So what if she had fallen on the line and others literally lifted their feet over her to go ahead?

"I was—"

Many quickly interrupted her.

"You were what? What the hell do you want to say? Huh?"

"That’s right. Who asked you to step out? You better go back to the back of the line! All we know is that I am after that guy! So if you don’t want another fucking black eye, you better get stepping now!"

"Hmph! Just who the hell does this vixen think she is to try cutting the line? Get to the back now!"

"You guys..." Hulga’s lips almost disappeared completely, biting them so hard blood oozed down the corner of her left lip.

But that was it. She didn’t have the guts to do anything else.

She limped out of the line, heading all the way to the far back. Now... she had to wait for an additional 82 minutes to grab a meal.

She wasn’t exaggerating. Perhaps this was why The Order permitted Fights in the Cafeteria.

For her down here, Food grabbing wasn’t a simple matter. It wasn’t a simple meal grab.

Many times, those who get to the front of the line get arrogant, taking their sweet time looking at everything before deciding what to eat.

The most powerful and dangerous of them now—a few gangsters—males and females, would sometimes deliberately spend 5~7 minutes each, holding up the line while thinking of what to eat today. And no one had the guts to attack these top bosses.

In the end, this was one of their many ways of showing Dominance and Power!