I, the mastermind behind Naruto

In a corridor filled with dead bodies and blood everywhere.

Several dead bodies shook their heads and were attracted by the sound of chewing.

A dead male body with most of the flesh and blood missing from his lower jaw was holding the body of a female high school student it had just intercepted and gnawing at it.

As if she was afraid that she was about to transform into the same kind, the dead body gnawed hungrily, and the louder chewing noise attracted the surrounding dead bodies.

An arc-shaped slash wrapped in flames suddenly appeared from their sides and cut them in half.

Several half-bodies of dead bodies suspended in mid-air didn't know what was happening, but they were decapitated by the second arc of flames that came towards them.

Next to them was Tong Mo, who had just walked over. His silent steps were almost invisible to the dead body.

Breath of the Sun? 6? 1 Twelve Forms? 6? 1 Flame Dance!

Tong Mo tilted his head in confusion and looked at the gold iron fan with the flames faded from his hand.

"If it wasn't a knife, wouldn't its power be greatly reduced? Sure enough, the Sun Breathing Technique was invented to behead ghosts."

Looking at the sun starting to set outside, they can go outside immediately. The reflective clothing they wear can only allow them to move freely in this low-light teaching building.

If he wanted to completely block the strong light outside, Tong Mo himself would feel a little nervous. With such a big sun, couldn't it be summer now?

Then he looked at the gnawed female corpse on the ground with some disgust, the blood stains covering the originally white school uniform.

"I'm not in the habit of eating other people's leftovers. Forget it, let's leave it to Komaji and Tirui, so they won't complain about not leaving any women for them."

While Tong Mo was talking, he bent back and avoided the six shock waves coming from behind.

The continuous shock wave failed to find its target, rushing aimlessly in the corridor, passing through the bodies of dozens of dead bodies.

For a moment, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the walls of the corridor were also sprayed with natural blood-colored art. Because there was no precise beheading, the dead bodies on the ground were still squirming, trying to find the enemy who had just attacked them.

Tong Mo: "Ogomaji, it's not good for you to do this. If I hadn't reacted quickly enough, I would have been cut in half. It would be quite troublesome to splice the upper and lower parts of the body."

Yiwozuo clenched his fists and shouted angrily: "I'm different from you pervert, I have no interest in these weak dead female bodies!

And don’t call me Koguji anymore! If you keep calling like that, you won't be so lucky next time. Sooner or later, I'll have to show you some colors. "

Well, in order to become stronger, he had to be forced to eat these dead bodies, although this would not violate the agreement between him and Lianxue (not to eat people).

Lei Lei shook off the cobwebs on his hands and said calmly: "No matter what I eat, I don't have any objections."

Another crisp pipa sound came from the corridor floor, and several Japanese-style cupboard doors appeared out of thin air, sucking in all the crawling and mutilated dead bodies.

Tong Mo: "Let's keep going. We will arrive at the infirmary soon, right? Miss Busujima, Teacher Lin."

Yako Busujima folded her arms and raised her chin with one hand, thinking: "If possible, I think it is necessary to give priority to rescuing Teacher Marikawa, who is a health doctor."

Yiwozuo stepped on his horse, clenched his fists, and a huge twelve-pointed snowflake formation appeared under his feet.

Destruction kill? 6? 1 broken style? 6? 1 Ten Thousand Leaves Shining Willow!

He accumulated strength and punched hard from top to bottom. Clear cracks like spider webs spread in all directions, unfolding like the lines in the veins of leaves.

Yiwozuo clenched his fists and said, "Look how fast you can go down the stairs like this! How long will it take you to climb the stairs slowly like you do!"

The trio hiding on the rooftop also noticed the huge explosion.

We also saw a helicopter passing above.

Miyamoto Rei broke away from her lost state and jumped for joy: "Great, the police and army must have sent people to the school to save people! I knew my dad would definitely come."

Jing Haoyong did not follow her words, he just covered his bleeding arm and gasped, and it took a while to calm down.

"I think it's very likely that it's not our government's army, but more like an American garrison (the beautiful country's troops stationed in neon to collect protection fees and as a bargaining chip for threats)"

Komuro Takashi: "But what's going on with the explosion down there?"

Jing Hao never hurriedly said: "It is very likely that some students used the chemistry room to prepare chemical bombs to fight against the dead. Otherwise, there would be no cigarettes rising like this."

After listening to Igo's analysis, Miyamoto Rei was disappointed again, because unlike the reckless Komuro Takashi, Igo's calm analysis and judgment almost never made mistakes.

Jing Haoyong: "Xiao, it's up to you to give me a good time. I don't want to become one of them."

Holding the baseball bat in his hand tightly, Komuro Takashi began to flinch. Although the other party took away his childhood sweetheart, he also wanted to use the bat to blow his head.

But no matter what, he is his best brother, so how can he do it?

Miyamoto Rei hugged Igo Nagai tightly and sobbed: "I don't believe it! How could Nagao become like that? No, how could such fragments in the movie appear in reality!"

Komuro Takagang put down the bat he had raised: "Rei, get out of the way! Yong certainly doesn't want to become that kind of monster, and his situation seems to be very unstable and he can turn into a dead body at any time. , then you will be in danger!"

Seeing Miyamoto Rei being so unreasonable and Komuro Takashi being at a loss what to do, Igo was immediately troubled and came up with a compromise plan.

"Let's do this, Li, let me go first, go to Xiao's side, and keep a distance away from me. We go downstairs now, and we should be able to meet up with the group of students who are preparing chemical bombs."

Seeing that the sun had not yet set, Jing Haoyong felt more and more that his body could no longer hold on, so that Li and Xiao could be saved.

He must also use this broken body that is about to become dead to clear the way for them!

Jing Haoyong smiled slightly and said: "If I really turn into a dead body, then... Xiao, you must give me a happy life!"

Seeing Igo Yong almost turning into a dead body, but still thinking about them like this, Komuro Takashi felt very guilty in his heart. Without Yong, could he and Rei really be saved safely?

On the other side, in a dark sports warehouse, a fat man was crouching down and excitedly assembling a nail gun in his hand.

There was a beautiful girl with pink twintails watching at the door, frowning and urging softly: "Hirano! Are you okay? How long will it take?"

Hirano Toda: "It's coming, it's coming, don't worry, Saya! I will definitely be able to protect you!"

Saya Takagi: "Okay, stop talking nonsense, more and more dead bodies are starting to gather here, hurry up!"

With the urging of Takagi Saya, Hirano Toda's hand movements began to speed up, but the sweat on his head showed that he was not very relaxed.

On the way, he accidentally lost a few screws, causing Saya Takagi to be frightened several times and scolded one after another.

The perspective returned to Tong Mo and the others. A huge lotus made of ice crystals wrapped around everyone and landed safely.

Lei: "Sir Yiwozao, next time if you want to carry out such a large-scale vampire technique, please inform us in advance. If Master Tongmo is not here, even us will be affected."

Yiwozuo waved his hand impatiently: "I know, I know, I'll see you next time."

He said so, but his perfunctory look made it difficult for everyone to believe him.

Except for Tong Mo, everyone was subconsciously distancing themselves from Yi Wo Zuo.

Tong Mo looked up and said, "This should be what your school calls a simple place for treating people, the infirmary."

Yako Busujima confirmed the frame on the lower door and said: "This is indeed the infirmary. Teacher Marikawa should be inside. Let's go faster. We might be able to save the male students who are protecting the teacher. After all, they are A real man."

In the original work, the group of dead bodies surrounding the infirmary collapsed and became fragments on the ground. They were so dead that they could no longer die.

It's just that God was unfavorable. They just smashed the door and walked into the infirmary. What they saw was Marikawa Shizuka bandaging the wound of a male student.

Perhaps it was the butterfly effect that caused that group of people to die in advance. In desperation, Busujima Yako accepted the student's entrustment.

He took in Marikawa Shizuka, a walking, naturally stupid baby, and gave the student a pleasant blow to ensure his identity as a human being.

Tong Mo cried and said lonelyly: "Although I always feel discriminated against, wouldn't it be wrong not to be a human being? But I was still moved by the little brother's behavior."

Marikawa Shizuka, who believed it to be true, also sighed: "You are really a sentimental person. It is difficult to survive in the apocalypse."

Seeing Busujima Yako here makes me want to complain. You seem to be talking about yourself, and you still care about others...

She knew Tong Mo's true nature, and everything he did was just a disguise. He was just pretending to be sad.

However, she still didn't say this sentence. If she spoke as fast as that Chanel, she couldn't guarantee what the other party would do.

Their "sad" atmosphere was interrupted only by a girl's sharp scream.

Yiwo Zuo: "It's strange that in such an environment, there are still girls living in the bodies of ordinary people."

Tong Mo opened the folding fan to shake off the sad look, and said with a cheerful smile: "Let's go there quickly. I guess the girl named Shaye is over there. After all, I have a very good memory."

Only Marikawa Shizuka was still looking at him in confusion, how could the other person's expression change so quickly? Even the best actor in Neon couldn't switch expressions so casually.

Just as I ran around the corner, I met Komuro Takashi and his group.

Yako Busujima was also curiously looking at Igo Nagai who walked in front and covered his arms. She was also slightly interested in this man who was killed in the cannon fodder plot at the beginning and had the aura of a commander.

If in the original book, if the other party was still alive, maybe their escape plan would be more perfect and they could even be more united.

Looking at the strange costumes of Tong Mo and his group, Igo looked at the Busujima senior he had met before and asked with some caution: "Are they...?"

Yako Busujima waved her hand and refused to answer: "Let's wait until we rescue the girl who asked for help. If we don't hurry up, it will be too late."

Tong Mo turned his head and looked, as if he wanted to see through the wall, to the classroom where Saya Gaocheng was. After all, it was in his memory.

He memorized the topographic map of the entire school from the original drama in his mind. If he remembered correctly, Koichi Zito must also be in this teaching building.

He didn't know where he was hiding with a few student cannon fodder that he was ready to discard. If it was a little far away, he wouldn't be able to sense it. After all, there was a lot of interference from dead bodies here.

Komuro Takashi: "Then let's leave quickly!"

With Igo's heart and soul there, Komuro Takashi still feels a little dependent on him.

Jing Haoyong lowered his head and thought: "How strange? Where are the dead bodies that were originally here? How come they all disappeared out of thin air?"

While they were chatting, the nearby dead bodies had long been absorbed into Narume's Infinite City, but the now apocalyptic noisy sound covered up the strange pipa sound.

With the protective clothing, although I cannot move freely in the strong light environment outside, I can still move freely in the low light environment in this teaching building.

Tong Mo considered it carefully. He had not forgotten the agreement between him and Lin Xiu to collect female souls from different worlds. If the best ones could still be related to people.

Lin Xiu: "My little girl has been escaping from reality recently and is obsessed with chasing fans and paper wives, which is somewhat detrimental to her future when she grows up and has a family and a career (well done, it's definitely not someone who is reluctant to part with her little cotton-padded jacket.)"

Because with his ability, making a family live forever is just a matter of tampering with the lifespan data, so whether Xiaozhi will get married and have children in the future is optional.

In fact, it’s just that like father, like daughter (complaint).

She also fell in love with Zhui Fan and Paper Man's wife. If Lin Xiu hadn't blocked her, Lin Zhi would have traveled across the heavens and worlds with all the myriad phenomena.

The main reason was that it was not safe. The entire world was basically a big maze, and there was a high probability that there would be no return, so Lin Xiu could only promise to help her find it.

I really don’t know what the structure of those chat group systems is. Even if I take it apart, I can’t quite understand how to accurately locate the world.

Even the prehistoric saints couldn't do this. After all, if each world is compared to an ant nest.

For example, it is almost impossible for an ordinary person to find the ant with the mark under its belly among billions of ants.

The prehistoric saints have the ability to travel through the heavens and the worlds, but they cannot search accurately, and even their divination abilities are limited by the void.

Moreover, most of the heavens and worlds are still devoid of living creatures. It is a blessing to be able to find a world with living creatures on desolate and abandoned planets or worlds.

I can only pay some remuneration to others to help search, and let me do the work myself? It is impossible in this life, unless you are in the mood to go.