At Highschool of the dead in the apocalypse

Saya Takashiro with curiosity in his eyes, looked at the beautiful blood-red oval spar in Jing Haoyong's palm, and after noticing that Jing Haoyong had no other look, he took the spar in his hand with some caution.

"Is this what will change the world?" Sensing

that the smooth spar in his hand did not seem to be hard, Saya Takashiro blinked his eyes and carefully pinched it.

'It's springy, it has a gelatinous texture.

After careful observation, Saya Takajo handed the red spar in his hand to the poison island man next to him, and looked sideways at Jing Haoyong: "Then how to use this thing?"

Jing Haoyong rubbed his chin, shook his head slowly, and whispered his guess: "Do you remember the monster I killed at school? That guy also has a spar, but it was absorbed by me by mistake, it is probably related to the mind."

Then, he turned his head to look at the three people who were gathering around to observe the spars, "Yanzi, you first grope for the absorption of this spar to see how much it can be strengthened, you must remember, it can be slow, but you can't have an accident!"

Saya Takashiro and Toda Hirano, who knew the relationship between Senior Sister Poison Island and Jing Hao's classmates, had no say in the ownership of Jing Haoyong's choice of the spare.

And Miyamoto Rei, who was standing on the side, was a little unwilling, but who let herself not practice seriously before, and now there is no poison island to fight, so there is no objection to Yong's decision.

"Okay!" Poison Island stood under the street lamp, lowered her head slightly, and clenched the spar in her hand, her purple hair draped in a layer of dusky tulle on her forehead obscured the determined look in her eyes, but it was not difficult to hear her determination to become stronger from her words.

Hearing Senior Sister's firm words, Jing Haoyong didn't worry too much about Zenzi, Senior Sister's will and strength are few rivals, if even she can't absorb the spars, then others don't have to think about it.

"Li, wait a minute, you'll have it too, now give it to Tsuneko......" Looking at Miyamoto Rei, who was standing behind Tsuneko, a little sullen, Jing Haoyong thought that she was annoyed because she gave the spar to Tsuneko.

With a wry smile, he stepped forward to comfort her, but before he could finish his words, he was held in the face by Miyamoto Rei's soft and small hands.

Her amber eyes were filled with unwillingness and annoyance: "Yong, I'm not the kind of person who doesn't know right from wrong, I just think it's all because I didn't listen to my mother's words before and practiced seriously, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to help you."

"Your safety is always the most important thing, don't do things that you are not sure of!" Although he is very happy that Li You's consciousness has become stronger, because only strength is the foundation to gain a foothold in the troubled times, Jing Haoyong still hopes that they can pay more attention to their own safety.

"I'm ...... Woo~"

Miyamoto Li just wanted to tilt her head and say that she would not do risky things at all, but she was kneaded back and forth by Jing Haoyong's hands with his moist and white face.

"If your temperament really reassures me, I won't tell you that, you have to remember it all the time!" Feeling the collagen full of fingertips, Jing Haoyong said with a smile on the corner of his mouth and a serious tone.

"Definitely!" Miyamoto Rei, who was full of sweetness and joy enjoying her sweetheart's care for herself, stretched her little face forward even more, and gently rubbed Jing Haoyong's palm.

"Huh~"

Looking at this scene of Lang's love and concubine, Saya Takashiro suppressed the waves that were gradually rising in his heart, and rubbed his goosebump-covered arms with his hands and shoulders.

Then thinking of that nerd and his recent changes, Saya Takashiro sighed in disappointment and looked up at Jing Haoyong.

"If nothing else, just get in the car, this road is not passable, and we have to take a detour.

"Do you have a bag in your satchel?" Jing Haoyong, who also knew that this place was not suitable for a long time, did not waste time and looked at the white satchel on Saya Takashiro's shoulder.

"Yes, what's wrong?" handed the black bag that he had rummaged through his satchel to I, and Saya Takashiro didn't understand what needed to be taken away.

Then looking at Jing Haoyong's movements, he was even more puzzled.

"This ...... What's

the use of things?" "I don't know, but I feel like I'm going to use it!"

Flipping the bag with the mutant zombie's long tongue and a pair of arms in his hand, Jing Haoyong thought about it all the way, but he was still reluctant to throw away this good material.

I don't know how to use it, but it's not too hard to carry it at the moment, and it's not too late to throw it away when you really need to throw it away.

"Okay. He didn't question Jing Haoyong's decision, although he didn't know what the parts of these zombies could be used for, but Saya Takashiro, who was usually extremely arrogant, didn't contradict it, waved his hand and gestured to Hirano Toda before turning around and walking towards the bus.

After kicking the shriveled zombie corpse in the direction of the flaming bus, and after looking around and finding nothing else abnormal, he walked back to the bus with the two women.

"Ah~ Xiaoyong, you're finally back!" As

soon as he got into the car, Jing Haoyong, who was carrying things, had not yet stood firmly, and looked up and saw the two majestic ones that were coming towards him.

Just as he was about to speak, the scenery in front of him suddenly went dark, replaced by the extremely soft touch and faint fragrance on the sides of his cheeks.

Jing Haoyong, who was holding a knife in one hand and a zombie limb in the other, couldn't push away Shizuka-sensei, who was holding his head, and couldn't open his mouth to bite her, so he could only twist his head in her arms helplessly, in order to express his 'resistance'.

Knowing that Shizuka-sensei is this character of Poison Island Tsuko and Miyamoto Rei, although it is a little strange that Shizuka-sensei is so sticky.

But I didn't think much about the somewhat cute Shizuka teacher, but I just looked at Yong, who didn't know whether to enjoy or 'resist' in Shizuka's arms, and was a little funny.

Then Poison Island Tsumiko stepped forward, took the scabbard and gently twitched the extremely plump roundness behind Shizuka-sensei, and his tone was light.

"Shizuka-sensei, it's time for us to go. "

Ahh

"Less, it doesn't hurt at all. "

Knowing how hard he used, Poison Island didn't eat this set at all.

"I'm not obedient~"

Seeing that the people had arrived, Shizuka Jukawa spit out a little childish at Poison Island Tsuko, and then twisted her body and went to the driver's seat.

And Nanako, who had been standing beside him since Shizuka Jukawa let go of Hiroshi I, and after seeing that there were no scars and blood stains on his body, she let go of her eyebrows, which had been frowning slightly.

A bright and touching smile appeared on the delicate and deceitful face, and he patted his chest wordlessly, causing a wave of turbulence.

Silently took the things he was carrying, and stood quietly aside.

Looking at Nanako, who has been like a newlywed daughter-in-law since she got the acquiescence of her son, Jing Haoyong felt that he couldn't say nothing, just silently enjoying the good of others.

So I looked at the person in front of me who was teaching Shizuka Sensei, and Li, who was standing aside to watch the play.

Jing Haoyong moved towards Nanako, who was standing beside him, and stretched out his hand hanging by his side, slowly hugging the plump waist that was obviously different from the young girl.