Shirou's clones number 30 million

"I'm just mimicking Bulma's lines in advance."

"By the way, can you transform into a Super Saiyan now?"

"I just left Baozi Mountain, and I haven't even been to Namek yet, have I?"

"But you share the abilities of all of us, and your physical attributes are the same as Saitama's, which automatically gets stronger every day. You should have already met the combat power requirements for transformation."

"I'll give it a try."

Sun Wukong closed his eyes slightly and began to try to transform into a Super Saiyan.

However, after more than ten seconds, there was still no movement.

"No, I really can't think of anything to be angry about. My past life is too far away from me, and your memories are ultimately not my personal experiences. Personally, there's really nothing to be angry about."

"I'll give it a try."

Black Dragon Shiro said something and then tried it out.

The hatred and anger I felt when all my companions were killed by the Black Dragon King more than four hundred years ago always resurfaced before my eyes, and I have never forgotten them in the slightest.

Even as I gradually lost my senses, those images would still occasionally reappear in my mind.

During that time, although he was irrational, he would still become unusually angry when he saw his reflection in the water, and would keep attacking the lake until it was completely destroyed.

As the words of each of his dying companions, urging him to escape, surfaced in his mind, a surge of rage rose once more.

The next instant, his hair stood up automatically and turned golden.

And the power within his body has increased dozens of times.

"Again!"

Under the relentless rage, Super Saiyan 2 and Super Saiyan 3 soon emerged.

"That's it. Rage can only make me Super Saiyan 3. Super Saiyan 4 is beyond what rage can achieve."

Where is Super Saiyan God?

"My level of understanding is not high enough; I need to study for a while longer."

Black Dragon Shiro clenched his fists, felt the power in his body increase hundreds of times, and then quickly deactivated the transformation.

Upon seeing this, many warriors, including Sun Wukong, stepped forward and touched his body.

"In this way, I can also transform into Super Saiyan 3."

"This form can't last, but the amplification is truly exaggerated."

After experiencing the power of transformation one after another, everyone turned their attention to another newcomer.

"What's wrong with him? Is he a zombie or a ghoul?"

"Isn't this the same thing? It just comes from a different source."

"No, completely different. Glutinous rice that works on zombies may not necessarily work on them."

Of course, since the sources are completely different and no one has tried it.

The group exchanged glances, and Slime Shirou was the first to extend a long hand from his body, reaching out to touch the newcomer's arm.

However, it had no effect whatsoever.

"It's completely useless."

"I'll give it a try."

Kitahara Shirou also stepped forward to try, but found that no memory was transmitted at all, and the newcomer was still in that state of being completely irrational and baring his teeth and claws.

"It's hopeless. Burn it to ashes and scatter it."

"No, it's fate that he was able to get in here. Maybe there's still hope," Shirou, the former investigator (now a police officer), said without hesitation.

"How can you save them? In any work of art, aren't people who turn into zombies or ghouls already beyond saving? In the end, aren't they just walking corpses?"

Police officer Shirou frowned deeply, and after a long while, suggested:

"Try the Reverse Sword; that sword can turn back the time of items by 48 hours."

"And that sword!"

Kitahara Shirou snapped out of his daze and immediately ran to the storeroom to retrieve the Reverse Light Sword.

“Even Hasegawa, who committed suicide, could be brought back to life by this sword, so his situation is certainly no problem.”

"His eyes were still bleeding, so it looked like he had only recently become a zombie."

"Stop explaining there, hurry up and save them!" Officer Shirou said impatiently.

"Hold on."

The next moment, Kitahara Shirou gripped the backlight sword and slashed down directly.

After the knife was cut, the newcomer's stiff body seemed to have turned back time; the bloodstains disappeared, the clothes were intact, and he quickly regained his vitality.

Who are you...?

As soon as he regained consciousness, he found someone standing in front of him with a knife. The newcomer panicked and involuntarily took two steps back.

He bumped right into the demon Shirou standing behind him, and their memories were instantly shared.

"Takashi Komuro! Koichi Fujito!"

"What's wrong with them?" Kitahara Shirou asked in surprise.

"Although I have no memory of these two days, my intuition tells me that one of these two people must be the murderer who killed me."

Shiro Nagai, 23 years old this year, time-traveled eight years ago. Thanks to his excellent grades since childhood, he graduated from university a year ago and joined Fujimi Academy as a teacher.

At that time, he learned by chance that Fujiwara Koichi planned to use his power to make a female student repeat a year. He used his magic skills to withstand the pressure and help her solve the problem.

After that, she was met with hostility from Koichi Fujito, and they clashed on campus.

Over time, he ended up having a lot of interaction with the female student, and they recently became lovers.

But because of this, he incurred the resentment of the female student's childhood friend, Takashi Komuro.

Since last week, the story of the teacher-student relationship has been widely circulated and has attracted a lot of malice from the world.

Komuro Takashi's undisguised hostility undoubtedly told him that he was the one who spread the news.

Koichi Fujito has been adding fuel to the fire and exaggerating the situation.

If it weren't for Shiro Nagai having some tricks up his sleeve, he probably would have been expelled from school long ago.

Even so, the strange attitude of the entire school's teachers and students still gave him a lot of headaches.

Although he had some understanding of the original plot, the memories were too distant and too vague, so he only remembered that there would be a zombie crisis and the end of the world, but he didn't know the details.

Looking back now, it must have been one of them who took advantage of the zombies' appearance to ambush me, which led to my transformation into a zombie.

Otherwise, with his mastery of Bajiquan and his hazy prophetic memories, he would never have been able to be attacked by the slow-moving zombies.

So what do you plan to do now?

"Revenge! It was definitely those two who did it, maybe one, maybe both." Nagai Shiro paused, then continued, "And then, I'll save the world. By the way, when will things be alright with Liu Xiu?"

"Then you'll have to wait a long time. Who knows when he'll succeed?"

Chapter 341 From now on, please continue to live as a girl.

Chapter 341, Section 342: From now on, please continue to live as a girl.

"Aren't you just like Sun Wukong? You brought this on yourself. A teacher-student relationship, how could you even think of that? Can't you even wait two years?" Tsukimi Shirou was speechless.

"Well... I was just thinking that since the world is going to end soon anyway, there's no need to care too much about what people think."

"Then how did you turn into a zombie?"

"I don't know, but those two guys definitely took advantage of my inattention and secretly attacked me."

"How long has it been since the zombies appeared?"

"I don't know, my memory is still stuck at the moment when everything was normal at school."

"Okay, good luck."

Seeing that he knew nothing about the matter, Tsukimi Shirou didn't press further and instead said:

"By the way, do you want to ask someone to help research the zombie virus and see if we can develop a serum or antidote?"

"Yes, that's what I think too."

As he spoke, Nagai Shiro's gaze shifted back and forth between Son Goku and Tsukimi Shiro, hesitating.

Who should we ask? Both Lala and Bulma are very good at scientific research.

"Tsukimi, I'll leave it to you."

"Don't be shy, leave it to me." Tsukimi Shirou paused, then smiled. "Judging from how hesitant you were just now, I thought you were going to ask Son Goku for help."

"I did have that thought at first, after all, it's obviously fate that we were able to come in at the same time. But then I thought about it carefully, and the technology of the Milky Way is definitely more advanced than that of Earth."

Admittedly, Lala and Bulma are probably about the same in terms of talent and ability, but their knowledge levels are clearly different.

Furthermore, Tsukimi and Lala are lovers, but Bulma and Goku are just friends who have just met.

They might even become enemies soon because of Sun Wukong's bizarre actions.

"Where are the samples?"

Shirou Tsukimi glanced down and noticed that, thanks to the effect of the Reverse Light Sword, no zombie bloodstains remained.

"Without samples, no matter how skilled you are, you can't cook without rice."

"Well... when I get back, I'll find a sample. I'll freeze a zombie and put it in here; remember to come in and receive it."

"OK, be aware of the time difference. It's around 9 PM here, but it might be the same time where you are."

"Ah."

After discussing the matter, everyone shared some interesting stories from the day, and the gathering came to an end.

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Fujimi Academy.