Simultaneous Transmigration: From Douluo Continent to the Pinnacle

Chapter 20: All Personnel Assembled

"Miyamoto-senpai, there's no need to despair."

Lin Yao looked at Miyamoto Rei's lowered head and gently comforted her.

"Nothing serious has happened, it's just a temporary signal interruption. In times like these, thinking positively will help us hold out longer."

"

Rei Miyamoto's shoulders were still trembling slightly. The hasty phone call before the signal was cut off, and the accident involving Yuichi Igou, filled her with fear.

Seeing Miyamoto Rei's appearance, Lin Yao didn't say anything.

Fortunately, I am all alone in this perilous world; otherwise, with my current strength, I would probably be powerless to help even if something happened.

"Senior Lin Yao is right."

Takashi Komuro reached out and patted Rei Miyamoto on the back.

"I managed to contact my uncle just before the signal went down, which means he's alright, and that's already incredibly good news."

Rei Miyamoto pursed her lips and didn't speak. Her eyelashes were still damp with moisture, but her tense back gradually relaxed.

With their words of comfort, the dejection in his eyes finally faded somewhat.

"roar--"

The hoarse roars of zombies echoed from afar, and several swaying figures, drawn by the commotion, were dragging their mangled limbs toward the edge of the rooftop.

A putrid stench drifted over on the wind.

The aroma instantly jolted Miyamoto Rei out of her slump.

The desire to live and the fear of zombies collided like two torrents in his chest, forcefully suppressing the spreading sorrow.

Indeed, only stronger emotions can overcome profound grief.

"Continue with the same coordination as before."

Lin Yao gripped the Rainbow Sword tightly in his hand, the coolness of the metal spreading from his palm to his arm.

"I'll go first, Xiao, Li, follow me. Hurry up, there's no one here to protect you. If something happens, no one can save you."

Before he finished speaking, he ran forward.

Komuro Takashi and Miyamoto Rei exchanged a glance. The former gripped the baseball bat so tightly it creaked, while the latter gripped the long gun tightly, the tip of which trembled slightly, but still gritted her teeth and followed.

Both of them knew that the only thing that could lead them out of the school at this moment was the figure with the sword in front of them.

Lin Yao led the two down the steps of the rooftop. His sword flashed like lightning, each swing precisely slicing across the necks of the zombies, tearing a gap before they could close in.

Warm, filthy blood splattered on the wall, leaving mottled marks. The three of them stepped on the sticky ground and rushed into the teaching building ahead.

"ah--!"

A sharp scream suddenly rang out.

"Is it her?

Komuro Takashi and Miyamoto Rei both shivered at the same time. The voice was both strange and familiar, leading to a simultaneous guess in their minds.

Lin Yao raised an eyebrow, a hint of helplessness on his face.

Who else could have that loud and boisterous voice but that pink-haired guy?

However, it seems that the person I'm looking for is in the direction from which the sound came.

Couldn't that guy just behave himself? That screaming is like he wants to die even faster.

"Let's go, the sound is coming from the teaching and research office up ahead, it's on our way."

Lin Yao continued walking, speaking softly.

"good!"

Komuro Takashi immediately followed, with Miyamoto Rei close behind, the shaft of their spears dragging on the ground with a slight sound.

When they arrived at the source of the sound, the scene before them confirmed Lin Yao's guess.

A pink-haired girl was holding a chainsaw, its gleaming silver teeth spinning at high speed, emitting a piercing buzz, and sawing towards the zombie's head without hesitation.

Amidst the splattering blood, a few bloodstains stained her face, and her eyes were somewhat dazed.

Standing next to her was a chubby man wearing glasses, his expression blank, his mouth slightly open, clearly too shocked by the scene to speak.

"This is... Takashiro?"

Komuro Takashi and Miyamoto Rei exchanged a glance, both seeing shock in each other's eyes.

Lin Yao's gaze, however, bypassed the two of them and landed on the other side of the teaching and research office.

Standing there were a purple-haired girl and a blonde mature woman; they were none other than Saeko Busujima and Shizuka Marikawa, whom he was looking for. "Saeko-senpai, Shizuka-sensei, you're alright! That's wonderful!"

Lin Yao immediately spoke up, his tone filled with genuine relief.

"Junior Lin Yao."

Dokushima Yako turned around, a faint smile blooming on her cool face, her purple hair swaying gently with the movement.

"Little brother Lin Yao!"

Shizuka Marikawa's eyes lit up, and she waved to him with delight, her full chest heaving slightly with excitement.

If it weren't for the overturned tables and chairs in between, she probably would have run over and hugged him for comfort as usual.

However, the zombies wouldn't give them time to catch up. Drawn by the screams and footsteps, the zombies surged in from both ends of the corridor.

It made a gurgling sound from its rotting throat, and its murky eyes stared intently at the group of fresh, fleshy creatures before it pounced on them madly.

"Senior, how about we have a competition?"

Lin Yao turned his head to look at Busujima Yako beside him, a smile playing on his lips.

"I've made a lot of progress lately, and I'm itching to try losing."

A hint of a smile flashed in Dokushima Yako's eyes as she looked at him.

This guy, when he used to ask me for kendo lessons, always addressed me as "Bukushima-senpai," and was very reserved.

Now they not only dare to call her by her name, but they also dare to provoke her.

Sure enough, with increased strength comes greater confidence.

She gently tucked her purple hair back, tightening her high ponytail, and flicked the wooden sword in her hand, leaving a blur in her eyes: "Then let's give it a try. I know the odds aren't high, but I can't let you get too cocky."

As soon as she finished speaking, she rushed out.

But Lin Yao was faster, his rainbow sword drawing several cold arcs in the air.

In the blink of an eye, the five zombies fell, and a small area in front of them was instantly cleared.

"So fast—"

Busujima Yako was secretly alarmed.

Even those who had witnessed his progress firsthand were still awestruck by his speed. The zombies before him seemed as if they were made of paper; the sword flashed past without hindrance.

But she did not back down; her figure was as graceful as a butterfly, and her long hair drew a beautiful arc in the air.

The oak knife in his hand seemed to transform into a steel blade; with two swift slashes, two zombies fell to the ground.

Such skill is already extremely astonishing.

It's worth noting that Komuro Takashi and Miyamoto Rei worked together, one wielding a bat and the other a gun, and it took them a lot of effort to take down a zombie.

"Saeko-senpai, it seems I've won again this time."

Lin Yao walked to her side, the faint fragrance of her hair lingering around his nose, his tone carrying a hint of teasing.

"Hmph, so you're trying to win back everything you lost to me before?"

Busujima Yako raised his wooden sword and gently touched the rainbow sword in his hand, producing a crisp clinking sound.

"Our vice president of the kendo club is getting more and more petty. How about we give you the president's position?"

Her gaze fell on his sword, and she added, "This sword of yours is quite handy. People used to say you were an oddball, but now it seems they were just blind. I just wonder how long my wooden sword will last."

Lin Yao glanced at the somewhat worn oak knife and said, "It should last a while longer. Since these zombies are appearing in this place, it wouldn't be surprising if we found a suitable weapon later."

"Heh, only you could say such comforting things."

Yoko Busujima couldn't help but laugh; the frustration she had felt earlier about the weapon being damaged had unknowingly dissipated considerably.

"You must be—last year's national kendo champion, Busujima-senpai?"

Rei Miyamoto then came to her senses, her eyes filled with admiration as she looked at Kiko Busujima.

"I am Rei Miyamoto from the Pistol Club."

"I am truly unworthy of the title of champion."

Busujima looked at her, her gaze softening.

"If this guy had taken up kendo a few years earlier and participated in competitions, I wouldn't have stood a chance."

Rei Miyamoto opened her mouth, wanting to say something in defense of her idol, but when she thought of Lin Yao's skills just now, she swallowed her words and could only smile awkwardly.

"I am Komuro Takashi from Class 2-B."

Takashi Komuro broke the brief silence by speaking at the opportune moment.

"I, I am Hirano Toda from Class 2-B, you can also call me Kouta."

The fat man with glasses pushed up his glasses, his voice trembling slightly, clearly still not fully recovered from the shock he had just experienced.

"Hello everyone, I'm Shizuka Marikawa, the school doctor."

Shizuka walked up to Lin Yao, patted his shoulder with a smile, as if showing off some treasure.

"Look, this is my younger brother Lin Yao, isn't he amazing?"

Lin Yao shook his head helplessly: "Ms. Shizuka, you're still so—free-spirited."

The zombies in the teaching and research office have been cleared away, and everyone finally has some breathing room.

The pink-haired girl, Saya Ichigaki, watched as Lin Yao, Yako Busujima, and Shizuka Marikawa chatted happily, completely oblivious to her, and a layer of resentment instantly settled in her eyes.

But her proud and aloof nature prevented her from taking the initiative to speak up.

It wasn't until Lin Yao asked about her next plans that she finally found an opportunity, her voice slightly hoarse and tinged with barely perceptible resentment: "Charge out? Senior Lin Yao, do you think you're so powerful that you can defeat thousands of zombies?"

Lin Yao looked at her and saw that although her face was still stained with blood, her eyes had cleared considerably. He said earnestly, "As expected of the famous genius girl from Fujimi Academy, you've recovered so quickly. Impressive."

Saya Takagi was taken aback by the sudden praise, and a blush instantly rose on her cheeks, which she quickly suppressed, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

Even if you praise me, I won't forgive you! You saw me just now and didn't even bother to comfort me!

Lin Yao was already used to her stubborn personality.

At times like this, the more you talk, the more she makes a scene. Even if she has some feelings for you, she will never be lenient with you verbally.

I just didn't expect that I still couldn't figure out her thoughts this time. Sure enough, a girl's thoughts, even if she has pink hair, are as hard to guess as a needle in a haystack.

Dokushima Yako watched from the side, a playful smile playing on her lips.

"Takashiro-kun, why is your face so red?"

Shizuka Marikawa had somehow walked up to Saya Takagi and asked with concern, her chest swaying gently with her movements.

"Mr. Marikawa!"

Looking at her, Takagi Saya's cheeks burned even hotter, and she thought to herself: This teacher with such great evil is definitely not a good person!

"Alright, that's just Shizuka-sensei's personality, don't take it to heart."

Lin Yao could tell that Takashiro Saya was about to explode, so he quickly went over, put one hand on her shoulder, and gently patted Marikawa Shizuka's arm with the other.

"Saya, the most important thing now is to get out of here alive together."

"Let's leave together, alive—"

Saya Takagi murmured to herself, as images from the past suddenly flashed before her eyes.

That time when I was surrounded by thugs on the roadside, he appeared like this, protecting me behind him.

She sniffed, looking at her blood-stained clothes, her voice trembling with a sob: "Lin Yao, I'll make sure Mom washes me properly when I get back—"

"Okay." Lin Yao nodded, his tone gentle. "Your aunt must be very worried about you. It's good that we've found her."

At this moment, Dokushima Yako spoke up, "Let's rest for a bit. Professor Marikawa has driven an ambulance before, so he should have a driver's license. We'll drive away in a bit."

"That's right."

Lin Yao added.

"First, find your family and check on their situation. Then, find a place that is easy to defend and difficult to attack to settle down. This will increase everyone's chances of survival."

"I'll go get the car keys, and we'll rush out in a bit!"

Shizuka Marikawa immediately spoke.

"good!"

Everyone spoke in unison.

Everyone worked together to lock the doors and windows of the teaching and research office, and then retreated to the rest room on the inside to take a break.

Lin Yao went into the lounge and made himself a cup of tea. The sports drink he had on the rooftop earlier was sweet and sour and refreshing, a quick fix.

Brewing a cup of tea at this moment helps me rediscover the flavor of life and is also a way to maintain health.

But as soon as he swallowed the tea, he frowned, put down the cup, and didn't want to touch it again.

The tea in this research lab is really bad. It tastes bland and a bit astringent, not even as good as the bottled green or black tea you buy at convenience stores. It's like chewing on tree leaves.

It seems that the money was embezzled by those school leaders.

Would you like some coffee?

Busujima Yako handed him a packet of instant coffee, a slight smile playing on her lips.

"Nobody drinks the tea here anymore; the quality is terrible. How can you not know this gossip and still brew it to drink?"

"These corrupt bastards won't even let a single tea leaf go to waste."

Lin Yao took the coffee and smiled helplessly.

"Although I don't like coffee, since it was given to me by Saeko-senpai, I should definitely try it."

Dokushima Yako sat down beside him, her purple hair falling over her shoulders, and asked softly, "My vice president, I'm really curious, how could you improve so quickly in such a short time?"

Your strength is probably already comparable to that of world-class top athletes, right?

And your swordsmanship is becoming increasingly crisp and clean, and your learning speed is astonishing. Could you be one of those geniuses who accumulate knowledge and experience before unleashing its full potential?

"That's right, you're right, I am a genius."

Lin Yao smiled.

He recalled his cheat code—a connection to all the heavens and myriad worlds, sharing and superimposing power and talent.

Saying it's due to talent isn't entirely wrong.

Looking at his narcissistic appearance, Busujima Yako shook her head helplessly, but couldn't help feeling a little envious.

Being a woman puts you at a disadvantage in terms of strength.

If I had his strength, I wouldn't have been evenly matched during our fight just now. I probably could have suppressed him or even knocked him down with just two sword strikes.

Not far away, Komuro Takashi, Miyamoto Rei, and Hirano Toda were all listening intently, their expressions varied, but their eyes all held the same envy.

In such an apocalyptic world, personal strength is the key to survival; who wouldn't want to have more self-protection capabilities?

The lounge fell silent for a moment, with only the faint roars of zombies coming from outside the window, reminding everyone that the safety was only temporary.