I have saved so many doomsday goddesses from all over the world

White light flashed and Chen Yu opened his eyes.

Self-evidently, he understood the identity of this plane.

【Highschool of the Dead】

Wo, got, made?

Chen Yu came down in a cold sweat.

As a kid who has been browsing his father's film and television animation collection all year round, he is very familiar with the "Ru Yao Apocalypse" from ancient times.

Of course it is fun to watch the beautiful girls slashing and killing zombies with various bullets.

But I never have the idea of ​​"I can fuck me"!

So what's the use of going through all the trouble to travel from one apocalypse to another?

"Is this what you call a little trouble? There's a zombie outbreak, sister!"

He glared at Lilith who suddenly appeared next to him.

The white-haired girl shrugged innocently.

"The hourglass of luck will match the resonance plane according to the fluctuation of your soul. I have no control over this."

"And based on my experience, the real situation in the plane may be very different from the plot you think. It is recommended not to make preconceptions."

Chen Yu was delighted: "You mean, maybe there won't be a zombie wave?"

"Well... I can feel that this plane is about to settle. It will probably be in more than an hour."

Chen Yu's face darkened when he heard this.

Listening to this statement, the zombie virus will still break out after more than an hour.

What's worse is that the plot that you know well may be magically changed, which is not trustworthy.

How can you play like this!

He was just about to thank Lilith’s whole family in hell,

The girl had already waved goodbye to him first.

"I can't stay here much longer. Come on, goodbye!"

"I'll go, boss! Sister! You haven't told me what you want to do yet!"

"The hourglass will give you a hint..."

The crisp voice faded and disappeared along with the beautiful shadow, and her whereabouts disappeared.

Chen Yu was stunned by the boss's hands-off operation.

Then enlightenment flashed in my mind.

[Return condition: Collect more than 100 luck points. 】

[The upper limit of stay time in the plane: 30 days. 】

That's it, nothing more.

It didn’t say how to collect the so-called luck value.

It didn’t say what the consequences would be if it was overdue.

To be honest, at this moment, Chen Yu's heart collapsed.

It feels like being sold to northern Myanmar!

Sure enough, signing a contract with the devil is a trap for yourself!

Forget it, it’s useless to think too much, take action quickly.

He found himself in a corner of the campus with elegant and modern architecture.

Directly opposite is the side of the teaching building, with six large gilded regular characters hanging from top to bottom:

Private Chinese and American colleges and universities.

Ok?

Shouldn't it be a private Fujimi Gakuen?

A tall and slender girl walked towards him, her eyebrows furrowed slightly and she asked him:

"This classmate, why don't you wear school uniform?"

The girl has bright purple hair and a long ponytail that hangs down to her waist.

The eyebrows are picturesque, and the light blue eyes are as clear as water, but they reveal a certain heroic spirit.

Behind the ridiculously short JK skirt, there was a slender black cloth bag.

What is surprising is that there is a faint green aura surrounding this woman.

Is that luck? !

Chen Yu had a flash of inspiration and almost blurted out.

Busujima Saeko?

But why do you speak Chinese with correct words and accents?

Although Chen Yu is already a junior in college, he is fair and has the look of a sunny boy, which makes him look very young.

That’s why I can win the favor of my senior classmates and have good interactions with them.

It was precisely because of this that "Bushima Saeko" mistakenly thought he was a student of his school.

Chen Yu lied that he was a new exchange student and had no idea about the situation.

In a few words, the situation of the girl was almost the same.

The girl's name is Shen Zhiruo, she is a martial arts student, and she is going to the indoor stadium for morning practice.

He is also a direct disciple of the Emei Sect.

Looking at the girl's self-declaration of martial arts, Guazi's face showed a hint of reserve,

Chen Yu only felt that an old trough was stuck in his throat, and he didn't know where to spit it out.

Emei...

Zhiruo...

The magic reform is the magic reform, and Chinese translation is not impossible.

What the heck is going on in modern society when a disciple of the Emei sect comes out!

Moreover, this "frail" sister looks elegant at first glance with her thin arms and big white legs.

In fact, the muscles are lean and well-proportioned, and the body is quite toned.

In addition, the fat is all in the right places, which is outrageous.

——I dare to ask this sportswoman, where are you weak?

Sister Shen Zhiruo was also helpless, lying flat and letting herself be laughed at.

"You can laugh if you want, it doesn't matter, I'm used to it."

She originally had a cold temperament, and she didn't want to meet a familiar guy today and have a casual conversation.

Even if the other party asked to come to the sports room to observe, he didn't think there was a problem.

Anyway, it’s just a routine, just watch it.

Chen Yu pretended to pick up an unedged training sword and play with it.

But I was thinking in my heart, if a zombie wave really broke out, the guy in my hand would be somewhat useful.

He watched Shen Zhiruo, who had put on sportswear, flying with her sword.

My heart couldn't help but move.

Why is this sword strike so fancy?

Change the chopping to cutting, then transfer to the pick, isn't it a perfect bo?

He had something in mind, and the sword in his hand followed suit.

It was difficult at first, but soon it became smooth and flowing, and the long sword dance was very exciting.

Emei swordsmanship, get!

It feels so good, I can’t stop eating~

It was Shen Zhiruo's turn to be dumbfounded.

"You, where did you learn the swordsmanship passed down from our sect?"

Chen Yu withdrew, looking innocent.

"Just...just to see you having fun and making random gestures."

Shen Zhiruo's little mouth opened in an O shape.

Random gestures?

You are so much more sophisticated than me!

Chen Yu touched his chin and thought about it, then gave her another critical blow:

"I always feel that my exertion is a bit unsatisfactory. Maybe it would be better to adjust the breathing accordingly?"

He practiced on his own.

Deduction, trial and error, correction.

Shen Zhiruo was stunned.

The swordsmanship of the Emei School really needs to be combined with internal strength and mental skills to bring out its subtleties.

The inner teachings are passed down orally from master to disciple.

Not to mention others stealing lessons, not even my own senior sisters.

And then you tell me, the mental method can be deduced on the spot through sword moves?

really!

Chen Yu broke out into a sweat and took back his breath.

I feel extremely relaxed, my body is warm, and my hands and feet are much more flexible.

The first level of Jiuyin Divine Art, get it!

'Well, Bad Boss is somewhat useful, and the golden finger is okay. '

'Bah, what does it have to do with that unreliable guy! I, Chen Yu, am where I am today because of my own talent and hard work! '

When you are in high spirits,

Suddenly, Shen Zhiruo was pushed against the wall, so close that his eyes met.

"Who are you, an airbender?"

The way she pressed the question made Chen Yu confused.

Airbender?

You wouldn’t tell me that the Emei sect is also trying to split the Qi Sect and the Sword Sect, right?

Where the hell are you going with this weird stitching plane!

Shen Zhiruo saw that his face was full of black question marks and he didn't look like he was faking it, so he was at a loss.

If you think about it carefully, his body coordination is not like that of a martial artist.

Just, is there really such a peerless genius with incredible qualifications?

During the stalemate, screams and noises came from outside.

Chen Yu looked serious.

problem occurs! finally!