Japanese Terrorist: What? I'll fight Hellstar!

Three days later, in the afternoon, sunlight streamed through the hospital room window and fell on Yu Gonglin's face.

Amamiya Rin, leaning on her crutches, moved forward step by step in the open space of the ward.

"You're recovering faster than I expected, Mr. Amamiya."

The nurse watched from the side, a smile of encouragement on her face.

"At this rate, I should be able to be discharged from the hospital soon, right?"

Amamiya Rin responded, fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead, but his eyes grew even brighter.

"He'll be able to move around independently in a week at most, and it will take another two weeks to be discharged."

"That's what the nurse said."

"Two weeks...that's still too slow."

Amamiya Rin frowned, dissatisfied with the situation.

"It's already very fast, Mr. Amamiya. After all, you were unconscious for so long, and your muscles and nerves need time to readjust. Please be patient; your health is the most important thing."

The nurse quickly offered words of comfort.

Before the words were finished, a slightly noisy chatter and laughter faintly came from the corridor outside the door.

The sound wasn't loud, but it was quite noticeable in the relatively quiet environment of the hospital, and it seemed to be coming from a nearby ward.

The nurse listened intently, then smiled and remarked, "It sounds like she's a friend of Miss Mio's. That girl is quite popular lately; more and more people are coming to visit her."

"Miss Three-Tailed?"

Amamiya Rin's expression remained unchanged as he casually asked.

"You remember her, the emergency patient from a few nights ago? She was very pessimistic because of her health, but after her condition improved these past few days, she became more optimistic and even became good friends with the other female patients."

The nurse answered casually.

"It's quite strange, actually. A lot of patients have asked to change rooms these past few days, saying they want to stay closer to Ms. Mio. I didn't realize Ms. Mio was so approachable... Although it has caused some trouble for the scheduling adjustments, it's good that the ward area is a bit more lively."

"fine?"

Amamiya Rin's expression gradually turned strange as she looked towards the doorway.

Dozens of invisible tentacles spread from his mouth and extended into the corridor outside the ward.

The spacious corridor contained even more of these tentacles, which writhed in the air like roundworms, intertwining, entwining, and connecting with each other. Thousands of tentacles wove together in mid-air to form a huge and eerie transparent network.

They pulsate slightly, conveying thoughts and senses that do not belong to this dimension.

Those are precisely the connections of [Kara], the nerves of the human body that have been alienated.

In just six days, in Yu Gonglin's perception, [Kara] had assimilated more than twenty people.

If he hadn't honed his will through swordsmanship and strengthened his mental defenses through self-hypnosis, he would have been assimilated or killed by them by now.

If things continue like this, within a week at most, all the women in this hospital will become part of [Kara].

As for two weeks? Yu Gonglin couldn't even imagine what the hospital would look like after two weeks.

Although Amamiya Rin had considered informing Dr. Kuroda of this news to stop the expansion of [Kara].

However, just as Hashimoto Ayaka and others were unable to kill him due to his will to survive, the will to survive of others could similarly prevent him from doing things that would threaten the lives of others.

Being part of the [Kara] network, he could only let [Holy Kara] expand.

For him, this was a slow suicide, but he was truly helpless and could only wait and see.

Two days later, in the evening, Yu Gonglin lay in bed with her eyes closed, trying to concentrate and clear her mind through hypnosis techniques, thereby reducing the impact of the [Kara Network] on her.

Suddenly, Amamiya Rin caught a thought.

(The female patients have all become us; it's time to take action against the nurses and doctors.)

(Starting with Ms. Shirai Yuko, she was the nurse in charge of Amamiya Rin; as a person, she was just getting in the way.)

Amamiya Rin suddenly opened his eyes, and he laughed in anger.

"Damn it! You guys are plotting to trick me right in my ear, do you really think I'm deaf?"

Amamiya Rin rolled out of bed, used her crutches to support herself, and walked briskly toward the corridor.

He practiced using crutches for five years in his nightmares, and his walking speed with crutches was no less than that of a normal person.

Move your body out of the ward.

The corridor was deathly silent.

The stark white light flickered.

The doors to the two wards opened almost simultaneously, and more than twenty figures quietly appeared in the corridor amidst the flickering lights.

They were all women of varying ages, dressed in hospital gowns or casual clothes. None of them had pupils; the whites of their eyes filled their entire eye sockets in a strange and eerie way.

Like marionettes, more than twenty people slowly turned their necks, their pale eyes all looking at Amamiya Rin.

More than twenty faces, all with identical expressions, as if they were carved from a single mask.

Under the flickering light, they didn't speak, but just quietly looked at Yu Gonglin, forming a semi-encirclement that trapped Yu Gonglin in the middle.

A cold, low-pressure air mass spread out, eroding Yu Gonglin's body temperature.

Amamiya Rin stopped in his tracks, gripped his cane tightly, and his gaze swept across the faces before landing on Mitsuki Yukiko.

This woman seems even more beautiful than when we last met?

The moment the thought arose, Amamiya Rin found it amusing and dismissed it from her mind.

What kind of time is this to still care about a woman's appearance?

"Mr. Amamiya." Yukiko Mio's lips parted slightly.

"Please go back to your room," Yui Mikami said.

"Don't get in the way," Hashimoto Ayaka interjected.

"We will not interfere with each other," Momono Kaede said coldly.

The four voices, without any pause, formed a single, monotonous stream of sound that echoed through the cold corridor, sending chills down one's spine.

Amamiya Rin felt an invisible pressure coming from all directions, trying to crush his will.

In an instant, countless whispers murmured in his mind, urging him to obey.

But he just chuckled and tapped the bottom of his cane on the cold floor with a "thud".

"I'm brainstorming how to move the nurses who are taking care of me..."

Amamiya Rin raised his eyelids, his sharp gaze sweeping over the group of multi-dimensional monsters before him.

"You expect me to pretend I didn't hear you? How spineless do you think I am?"

He took a step forward.

The twenty-odd bodies also leaned forward slightly at the same time, as if a huge whole was making a threatening gesture, and the invisible nerve bundles in the air tightened and trembled.

More than twenty faces simultaneously displayed the same fear.

Amamiya Rin is the only person in the [Kara] network who has retained his individuality, and no one else in the [Kara] network dares to underestimate him.