We were supposed to be following the daily life of anime, why is it the end of the world?

It’s a pity that she met an opponent she shouldn’t have met.

After Yamamoto Airi and the others entered the hyperactivity mode, their nerve reflex speed and thinking speed increased by 30 times, plus their physical fitness completely surpassed the limits of human beings. They could not be targeted by ordinary means at all.

If it was a skirmish in the wild, Rocket Angel could just fly away if he couldn't win, but the situation at the time was that they were in the enemy's base camp.

As former members of the Yakuza organization, Yamamoto and her friends are very familiar with using threats to make the enemy expose their weaknesses, and they can easily eliminate the opponent's high-altitude advantage.

What's more, she has to face the biggest problem, which is the deviation between the user's physical fitness and combat skills.

The ripples have the property of conducting strikes, and armor without an energy defense system is difficult to block.

All in all, it's not surprising that they won.

"The seized items are a great achievement. Remember to have Sayuri prepare the corresponding material rewards for them. As for this piece of equipment..."

Lin Moze thought for a moment and said, "Put it in the public warehouse as special supplies. The combatants can apply for it when they need it."

"I've made note of it." Kato Megumi nodded.

"So how many large-scale gathering places are there?"

"There are three in total. This is their current information."

Xiao Hui directly handed over another piece of paper in her hand. It seemed that she was already prepared for the questions that Lin Moze might ask.

According to the information, there are three gathering places with hundreds or thousands of people in the surrounding area.

One of them is at Tokyo Metropolitan University of Agriculture and Technology. The gathering place is surrounded by a large area of ​​strange plants that have the power to automatically attack and defend against enemies, and there are a lot of them.

Not only that, ordinary people in that gathering place can also hold these plants in their hands and use them as weapons.

The exploration team speculated that these strange plants should have come from the leader of that gathering place, a girl named Yamada Yui.

In addition, there is another old man and a young girl who should also be saviors. The ability of one of them should be related to the soil, because there is a large area of ​​man-made solid earth walls around the university.

At the same time, this gathering place showed a very friendly attitude towards the exploration team.

This should also be related to the identities of the three people: an old man and two girls who are no more than college students. The protection responsibility they bear is indeed heavier.

The attitude at another gathering place was relatively vigilant. According to Yamamoto Airi and the others, it was originally a base of the Dragon Ball Group, one of Japan's top wide-area violent groups.

Judging from the style and attitude of the other party's boss

The exact number of saviors is unknown, but it is estimated to be around three.

However, the other party should have some means of strengthening ordinary people, because when using ripple perception, it can be found that some of their members have power that obviously exceeds that of ordinary people, and they are all relatively violent.

The last gathering place was a few apartments covered with dirt and plants, and the leading savior was a man wearing obvious sci-fi style equipment.

Compared with the friendliness and vigilance of the previous two gathering places, the other party's attitude towards this meeting can be regarded as positive.

But this overly positive attitude makes people feel that it is a little abnormal.

Moreover, Yoshihiko Kamigo, who was in charge of the contact, noticed that there was some kind of protective force hidden around the other party's gathering place, which seemed to be ready to attack the exploration team at any time, which was completely different from the attitude shown by the other party.

But it doesn’t matter. No matter what the other party’s plan is, the outcome will be revealed at the meeting two days later.

139 Encounter

Carrying the sharp and bleak cold wind unique to late autumn, it whistled past the ruins and empty alleys of the end of the world.

The sound of the wind came from far away, from light to heavy, from sparse to dense, carrying dust, debris and dead leaves, sweeping over a team of dozens of people.

Yui Yamada and Tomoka Kase led a dozen fighters and headed towards the agreed location.

They were on their way to a meeting at the gathering place.

The meeting place naturally cannot be the castle where the Watchers gather. If it is set in your own base camp, no matter how you guarantee, no one will gamble their life on your kindness.

Therefore, the location that was finally determined was a factory building where it was confirmed that there were no survivors gathered.

The terrain and environment of that place are simple and can be basically explored at a glance. It is not easy to set up an ambush or attract a large number of monsters to gather. Moreover, it is not far from several gathering places.

Just as the team reached a crossroads, Kase Tomoka suddenly stopped, as if being pulled by some invisible force.

Her nose twitched slightly, and her eyes looked across the team, her features instantly becoming deep and focused, focused on the other side of the road.

It was a cheetah-like alertness, a keen sense of danger.

At the end of the road on the other side of the intersection, perhaps it was a pile of ruins and dust blown up by the wind, or perhaps it was a faint strange sound coming from afar, or perhaps it was some special smell floating in the air that caught her attention.

Kase Tomoka didn't say anything, but just stood there quietly, observing attentively.

The other members of the team, including Yamada Yui, stopped and followed her gaze, looking in the same direction vigilantly.

Soon, a team composed of people who looked like members of a yakuza organization appeared at the end of the road like ghosts in the darkness.

They were wearing the same black jackets and were walking towards this side aggressively like a flowing undercurrent.

Where the jackets couldn't cover, their skin was covered with strange tattoos.

These tattoos are like ancient spells, interwoven with ghostly and mysterious symbols, further enhancing their ferocious and breathtaking aura.

At the front of the team, there were two figures walking side by side.

One of the girls was wearing a white beret with its brim lowered, her eyes stern and her face expressionless. The steel baseball bat tightly grasped in her hand flashed coldly in the dim light.

She was wearing black work clothes and a jacket of the same style as the members behind her. Although she was slim, the aura she exuded from her upper body was more terrifying than the group of murderous members behind her.

Standing side by side with him was a woman wearing Chinese Kung Fu attire.

The top is woven entirely from dark red silk and embroidered with golden dragons. Despite being in the ruins of the apocalyptic world, it still retains a touch of oriental solemnity and elegance.

At the slit of the cheongsam, a pair of long legs wrapped in black stockings are faintly visible while walking, revealing the deadly power hidden under the soft appearance.

She had two fluffy buns on her head, which swayed gently with her steps. From time to time, a light golden aura flowed around her, lingering like mist or surging like running water.

The two teams met at the intersection, they both stopped, and the atmosphere instantly became a little tense.

The Yakuza members raised their weapons slightly, their bodies tensed, as if ready to fight at any time.

Yamada Yui's team carefully formed a circle, awakened the dormant plants in their bodies, and aimed at the team not far away.

Kase Tomoka slightly bent her body, blocking Yamada Yui behind her, and looked at the beret girl and Kung Fu girl opposite her.

A silent confrontation spread in the air, and the surrounding air seemed to solidify. Only the rapid breathing and heartbeats of members of both teams echoed in the air, intensifying the tense atmosphere on the scene.

At this moment, a voice suddenly appeared, interrupting the gradually solemn atmosphere:

“Hahaha, you are all survivors invited to a meeting at the Watchers’ gathering place, right? How about we go together!”

As the voice sounded, an eye-catching figure suddenly appeared on the edge of the roof, instantly attracting the attention of everyone present.

He was a sturdy man with dreadlocks, a fierce face but a hearty smile.

The opponent's body was extremely strong, with muscles covering his whole body like steel armor. The hooded wrestler robe he was wearing fluttered in the wind.

The clothing was usually only seen on the ring, with exaggerated bright colors that didn't look like what a normal survivor should wear.

When everyone's eyes were focused on him, the sturdy man suddenly jumped down and fell like a meteor.

His feet were the first to touch the concrete road, and a dull roar was heard instantly. The powerful impact force quickly spread like ripples, causing the nearby window glass to buzz and even the vehicles parked on the roadside to shake.

Dust flew up instantly, temporarily obscuring the figure of the sturdy man and creating a hazy atmosphere.

When the smoke and dust cleared, a shallow pit appeared where the strong man landed.

The concrete road yielded to his enormous weight and strength, and gravel and dust scattered everywhere, forming a depression about two meters in diameter.

The sturdy man strode into the center of the two teams, looked around, and seemed to be completely unaware of the tense atmosphere between the two teams.

Or maybe he noticed it, but he didn't care at all.

After standing in the middle of the road, facing the two opposing teams, a trace of doubt appeared on his face, and he asked Kase Yuka and others:

"Why? Aren't our destinations the same?"

Hearing his words, Kase Tomoka slowly withdrew her defensive posture and nodded: "We did receive an invitation."

"So are we."

The girl wearing a beret put the baseball bat back on her shoulder, looked around at the burly man and the group of people opposite, nodded, and then introduced herself:

"Longzhu Tao, the leader of the Longzhu Group, is also the person who will make decisions for this meeting."

"My name is Kase Yuka, and I'm from the Agricultural and Industrial University gathering area."

Kaseyou also introduced himself, then looked at the burly man: "Um, who are you, uncle?"

"Good question. My name is Guan Linchun, and I'm a professional wrestler." The sturdy man showed his two rows of white teeth:

"However, now I have been forced to take the position of leader of the gathering place, but my power is not suitable for protecting people, so I am thinking about whether I should join this gathering of watchers and see."

After that, he proposed again: "So, let's go together."

This time, no one opposed his proposal.

140 Tolerance is the privilege of the strong

After the two teams plus the lone ranger Guan Linchun joined together to act together, everyone knew each other's names.

After the self-introductions, Yui Yamada, Tomoka Kase and others also learned the name of the woman in Chinese kung fu costume - Li Youba.

The other party was not a member of the Dragon Ball Group. They only met after the end of the world and eventually formed an alliance.

As for why the other party dressed like this, Li Youba simply explained that it was a former professional habit.

But it is not known what kind of job would require people to wear this kind of Kung Fu girl's clothing as a professional suit.

The other party didn't mention it, and Kase Tomoka didn't ask. Instead, Guan Linjun seemed to know something, but didn't say it in the end.

In this way, the group traveled through the ruins of the apocalypse. Whenever they turned a corner, an alley, or in the shadow of a building, zombies or monsters would appear from various corners.

They roared and growled, trying to pounce on the team that had entered their territory.

However, these once terrifying creatures were like lambs to be slaughtered in front of this group of nearly a hundred survivors.

The members of the Dragon Ball Group acted agile and decisively. Relying on their rich combat experience and tacit cooperation, they quickly formed a battle formation.

The various cold weapons in their hands intertwined into a web of death. Every slash and stab carried incredible force. Zombies and monsters fell one after another under their attack.

The magical plants possessed by the survivors of the Agricultural and Industrial University allowed them to launch effective long-range attacks. The barrage of large numbers of pea shells turned many monsters into corpses before they could get close.

However, some attentive people soon realized that these seemingly fierce encounters actually revealed something strange.

Because compared to what we encounter when we go out exploring on weekdays, the number of zombies and monsters we encounter at this moment is obviously much sparser.

Those horrible creatures that should have been everywhere in the streets and alleys have now quietly disappeared like the receding tide, leaving only these scattered numbers struggling in vain on the team's way forward.

But this doubt did not last long.

Because they arrived at the destination of this trip.

......

The factory building chosen as the meeting place stood like a giant beast, its exposed steel skeleton and slightly dilapidated brick walls casting a grim silhouette under the cloudy sky.

In the open space in front of the factory, there were piles of corpses of zombies and monsters.

These broken bodies were in various shapes, some had ulcerated skin and exposed flesh and bones, some had twisted limbs and broken bodies.

Among them, there was even a large protogastric animal with alien tentacles and strange wings, which was killed by smashing its head.

Countless skeleton warriors made of cold white bones, like messengers of the dead, busily shuttled through the bloody storm.

They were covered in tattered pieces of cloth that fluttered in the cold wind, and you could vaguely see dried bloodstains on them.

The joints made a harsh crackling sound with every movement, like the music of death echoing in the open space, making people shudder.

In the empty eye sockets, the dark blue fire of the soul burned fiercely, and the cold light penetrated the darkness, like staring into the abyss, revealing an icy breath that transcended life and death and was free from the laws of the world.

These skeleton warriors followed some invisible instructions and moved with a stiff but extremely precise pace.

Some skeleton warriors searched the battlefield from all directions like hunters, collecting the broken corpses of zombies and monsters one by one and piling them into small hills.

The other part was arranged in an orderly manner like worker ants, forming cold conveyor chains, pushing the corpses forward one by one with the efficiency of an assembly line.

At the end of the pile of corpses, a young man with a long knife hanging on his waist stood there.

The opponent was obviously a savior. Every corpse that was sent to him would quickly turn into nothingness and disappear. It was obvious that the decomposition function of the savior's panel had turned into points.

In front of the main factory building behind the open space, dozens of fully armed combat personnel were on standby, forming the second patrol line.

When Kase Tomoka and others arrived, the hands of these patrolling guards had already unconsciously placed on their weapons, and their eyes were fixed on them.

As the crowd approached, a loud and rough voice came from a distance:

"Uncle Guan Lin, you guys came together."