Zongman: Evolution Paradise

"Please, I'm still bleeding."

Jolyne blocked the outstretched hand and helplessly showed her injuries.

"Hey, how could you be so careless?"

"Please be careful to protect your safety."

Shizuka Marikawa puffed out her cheeks, looking rather cute.

"You sit on that bed first."

Shizuka Marikawa turned around to get medical supplies.

She didn't even ask why the wound was caused. Wasn't she curious? Normally, only a spiked club could cause this kind of wound.

This school doctor seems a bit clueless.

Jolyne internally complained, ignoring Shizuka Marikawa's advice to sit down, and instead went to the window to look outside.

The campus was bathed in sunshine, and students could be seen having physical education classes on the playground from the windows; it looked like an ordinary campus.

But the mission of that amusement park is to survive for seven days, so there has to be some kind of disaster, otherwise how can we survive?

Combined with the name of this trial world: City of the Dead.

It's probably some kind of zombie disaster, but it hasn't started yet. Is this a safe period before the mission begins?

"Hey, come over and sit down quickly."

Jolyne turned and sat on the hospital bed, calmly accepting the doctor's bandaging.

Since even that chameleon can become a so-called player, this initial mission shouldn't be too difficult. Just wait patiently.

"Why is the wound so big?"

Shizuka Marikawa squatted down in front of Jolyne, her expression somewhat puzzled.

A normal person would faint from losing this much blood, right? But this student doesn't even look weak.

“I’m just a school doctor; I simply can’t fully treat this kind of wound.”

Shizuka Marikawa used a cotton ball to clean away the surface bloodstains, looking somewhat troubled.

After all, Jolyne's injury was indeed quite serious. There was a large hole in the middle of her palm, and the surrounding area was full of small torn holes. Her entire palm was a bloody mess.

"Just clean the wound and bandage it to stop the bleeding."

Jolyne said casually.

He can't use his right hand for the time being, which will be a little troublesome, but it's not a big problem, as his left hand is strong enough.

"Let me bandage you up, and then I'll take you to the hospital. You'll need at least a tetanus shot."

Shizuka Marikawa cleaned the wound with alcohol, carefully removed some impurities with cotton swabs, applied a strangely shaped homemade ointment, and then wrapped Jolyne's right hand with gauze, finally tying it into a bow.

Looking at her masterpiece, Shizuka Marikawa smiled with satisfaction, then immediately stopped smiling and said in a serious tone, "You must be careful next time."

"Ms. Ju Chuan, what kind of school is this?"

Jolyne spoke up.

The so-called identity insertion only gave him the school uniform he was wearing and the initial location of the school, without even any memories.

"Private Fujimi Academy."

Shizuka Marikawa tilted her head and answered with a puzzled look.

"By the way, I don't know your name yet. Logically speaking, I should remember you since you're so conspicuous."

"It's probably because I don't get sick very often."

"My name is Jolyne."

Jolyne answered Shizuka Marikawa's question nonchalantly.

"So that's it."

Shizuka Marikawa believed it.

This made Jolyne even more certain that this guy was a natural airhead.

"Let me take you to the hospital; your wound needs more professional treatment."

Shizuka Marikawa stood up, and the large white shirt she wore swayed with the force, making it seem as if the buttons might pop off at any moment.

At that moment, a commotion broke out outside, with cries for help and screams mingling together.

The ring on Jolyne's wrist also sent a message.

[Difficulty has been changed]

[lv0→lv1～lv3]

[Players are encouraged to explore the mission independently to achieve higher ratings.]

"Mr. Ju Chuan, please don't go out yet."

"why?"

Just listen to me.

This guy did help treat my injuries, so I'll help him out if I can.

As Jolyne pondered this, she removed a table leg.

I swung it around a bit, and the weapon felt pretty good, except my left hand felt a little uncomfortable.

"It's wrong to destroy things."

Shizuka Marikawa puffed out her cheeks, but before she could finish speaking, the door to the infirmary was forcefully pushed open.

"Teacher, there are monsters outside! Run!"

A classmate rushed in, looking terrified, shouting.

"monster?"

Before Shizuka Marikawa could continue to wonder, several zombies had already surrounded the infirmary, smashed the windows, and rushed in.

These zombies had twisted necks, dilated eye sockets, unfocused pupils, and their skin had turned a dark gray color. They made hoarse noises.

Jolyne is observing these zombies.

That student rushed forward without hesitation, shouting in a very cool way, "Teacher, run! I'll hold him off!"

Unfortunately, this student who risked his life for color was probably not the main character. The moment he rushed forward, he was bitten on the neck and let out a painful scream.

Jolyne swung the table leg at the zombie's head, and with a crisp sound, it was easily smashed like a watermelon, its juice splattering everywhere.

"It's a bit crunchy?"

Jolyne seemed to have overestimated these zombies. They weren't very fast, and their bodies were quite fragile. Jolyne easily wiped out the entire group of zombies.

I don't know what the difficulty level of levels 1 to 3 is, or if there are stronger zombies outside.

The student fell to the ground, clutching his neck, and looked at Shizuka Marikawa, as if he wanted to say something.

Jolyne also looked at Shizuka Marikawa and asked, "Do you know him?"

"I don't know him. What's his name again?"

Shizuka Marikawa said with some doubt.

He didn't feel much fear even after watching Jolyne smash a zombie's head; he truly has the natural air of naivety.

This student was rather pitiful, suffering such a blow before his death.

Jolyne looked at her incredulous classmate on the ground with a hint of pity, and ended his suffering with a single blow.

This simp scene finally reminded him that, combined with some previous information, this was an anime from his previous life.

It was something like "Apocalypse," and that sycophantic student gave him a tremendous shock, even more so than the "special" scenes that followed. Jolyne remembers it vividly.

However, this trial world seems to differ somewhat from the original storyline. According to the original storyline, the protagonist in this sycophantic scene was clearly always in the infirmary, not when the zombie outbreak occurred.

Could the so-called trial worlds in this paradise be all from novels, anime, or movies from my past life?

Jolyne was a little troubled, after all, he had traveled through time for eighteen years, and he had long forgotten what he should have forgotten.

Who is the main character of this anime again?

Hopefully, this amusement park has a solution...

Chapter 4 Busujima Saeko

While I was lost in thought, someone else rushed into the infirmary.

The newcomer had long purple hair and azure eyes, his expression grave yet calm. He wore a green school uniform and carried a wooden sword stained with blood, indicating he had fought his way here.

Judging by its size, it's probably a main character.

Jolyne glanced at it and suddenly thought to herself.

After all, the most notable feature of this anime in his memory was that it was big enough.

"who are you?"

Saeko Busujima stared intently at Jolyne. The several zombies in the infirmary with their heads blown off proved that this guy was no mere figurehead.

"He is Jolyne, a student at our school."

Shizuka Marikawa explained, tapping her chin with her finger, and asked curiously, "Bukushima-san, what's the situation outside now?"

"There are zombies everywhere, and people who get bitten can get infected. We can't get through to the police station either. The outside world is completely paralyzed."

"It's really a headache. After it dies, it turns into a biting monster. It's just like those gory movies."

Shizuka Marikawa was putting some medicines from the cabinet into the first-aid kit. "Wait a moment, I want to bring some more things."

Saeko Busujima glanced at Jolyne. How could Fujimi Academy have a student of that build? A height of 195cm is quite rare even in all of Japan.

But she didn't expose him. Instead, she thanked Jolyne: "Thank you, Jolyne, for protecting Mr. Marikawa. I am Saeko Busujima from the Kendo Club, Class 3-A."

"Did Busujima come here specifically to save Mr. Marikawa?"

Jolyne asked curiously, "It's the end of the world, why did you come all the way here to save a school doctor? Are you here to collect medicine?"

“I happen to know Ms. Ju Chuan, and I’m worried that her personality might put her in danger.”

Is this a reminder not to hurt Shizuka Marikawa?

Do I look that much like a bad guy?

Jolyne thought about her own physique carefully, and well, she really didn't look like a good person.

"We need to get going."

Jolyne said to Saeko Busujima.

This is the time when the virus has just broken out, and it's also the time when zombies are growing explosively. If we don't leave now, once everyone in the academy dies, the outside will probably be full of zombies.

Moreover, he can't stay in this school forever. Since the task evaluation can be improved, he has to explore the specific methods.

"Go to the parking lot first; it will make things much easier if you find your vehicle there."

Shizuka Marikawa thought for a moment and said, "If I want to drive, I'll have to go to the office to find the keys."

Jolyne looked at Shizuka Marikawa, who had already packed up her first-aid kit and hung it on her back.

"Ms. Ju Chuan, is your skirt a bit inconvenient?"

Jolyne looked at Shizuka Marikawa's tight-fitting, thigh-hugging skirt. Such clothing made running impossible; a fall into a horde of zombies would be disastrous.

“I’ll do it.” Saeko Busujima made a quick decision, squatted down, and without hesitation reached out and tore open the bodycon skirt on one side of Shizuka Marikawa’s thigh.

"Ah, this is a designer brand." Shizuka Marikawa waved her arms, a dissatisfied expression on her face, and protested softly.

"Clothes or life, which is more important?" Saeko Busujima raised her head, her eyes firm and calm, and asked Shizuka Marikawa.

"Both are important!" Shizuka Marikawa puffed out her cheeks and answered stubbornly.

Saeko Busujima sighed helplessly; this was why she was worried about Shizuka Marikawa.

"Let's go then." Pushing open the door, the corridor was still littered with blood and limbs, exuding a strong stench of blood. The wandering zombies were quickly attracted and pounced on him, their saliva dripping with a foul odor.