《God Of Disaster》Chapter 3
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A week after the feixu get the disaster system, he also prepare food and clothes at home. besides preparing the equipment, feixu also practice using his sword and sharingan every morning. the feixu house is located in the nanjing town, the feixu house is neither small not big, its house has two floors. Feixu also often asks the system how to strengthen its body and also discuss its future plan.
After a week of practicing and preparing for various needs, feixu began to implement his plan, his first goal of university nanjing, because that is where his ex-girlfriend and his best friend are, and also university nanjing have many students, so the virus is more easily spread.
Feixu began preparing to go to university nanjing,he wearing white long-sleeved shirt, black pants, black vest without hands with head covering. When judging himself reflected, he was surprised that he just realized that he was handsome. System (wow .. my host is the most handsome ... his cheeks were already flushed thinking about weird things).
when feixu looks was okay, he rushed to get out of the house with his motorcycle parked in his garage. on the streets of many eyes of mothers who looked at him with greedy gaze, as if want to instantly devoured it. when he got in front of the university gate the street event also happen again, but the difference here is a lot of girls who see it.Feixu began to park his bike in the parking lot, he rushed to the university cafeteria.
Once there, feixu ordered his food. when the chefs take the food, feixu approaches the pot cooking the soup. Feixu starts taking the virus in his storage ring and pours it into the pan. while smiling calmly, feixu rushed out of the cafeteria and into the monitoring room. In the monitor room there was no one there, he locked the door and started checking the classroom and the canteen screen one by one.
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While watching the class, he sees his ex-girlfriend talking to his former best friend. while covering his teeth, feixu began to observe the canteen situation. looked at his watch, left 10 minutes before the virus spread. While waiting for time to pass, feixu started to burn a cigarette. 10 minutes later, feixu was struck by the sound of yelling on the road to the classroom.
After daydreaming, feixu started laughing loudly. he watched the zombies start to walk to classroom. As the zombies entered the classroom, the students started shouting in panic and running around. unfortunately the zombies started chasing the students running around, the ex girlfriend and he best friend started hand in hand to run away. both of them started running towards the roof of the campus, unfortunately before getting to the roof, his former best friend pounced by zombies from the side. he screamed for help to his girlfriend, unfortunately his girlfriend ignored him and kept running toward the roof without caring about it
Zhou Jiang / his former best friend screams in despair and begins to curse him "fucking hideous girl whore !! i regret betraying my best friend because you're a slut girl !! aaaahhhhrrrgggg". the girl or so called Mei Sue just laugh at it and answer "hahahhaha i am the prettiest girl on campus, so there are still many who will want with me !!! and for feixu your friend it is just a poor unfortunate person and also just for my running money hahahahaha !!
With a black line on his face, feixu added annoyed with his ex-girlfriend. He started looking at the screen of the other class, he saw a lot of people who screamed in fear, many desperate views and also many many survivors running to form groups. unfortunately among the survivors, there are some who have been bitten by zombies, teachers and students started calling the police and ambulance. Police and ambulance began helping survivors and helping her take the hospital.
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In monitor room, feixu started laughing at the police action and the nurses who brought the victims to the hospital. Feixu: this way the zombie virus will spread more and cover the whole city. hahahah and finally cover the country and also the world. the first step is over, then let's move on to the second step.
Ding...
Congratulations
Host gets 9378 points despair ...
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