Tsubasa came to the dedicated training fighting room. He walked straight to the corner and casually picked up the samurai sword forged from fine steel.
The moment his fingertips touched the hilt, the Iai Slash skill was instantly activated.
Unlike the previous basic tenets of 'quick, precise, and ruthless,' the blade now seemed to synchronize with his breathing, vibrating slightly with a low hum.
Tsubasa smiled slightly, not deliberately exerting force, but just instinctively raising his hand and drawing his sword.
*WHOOSH!*
A blade light suddenly flashed out of the scabbard. It was so fast that it left a faint afterimage in mid-air.
The air was forcibly cut open, making a sharp whistling sound. A half-exposed piece of concrete in the corner instantly broke off with a snap. The cross section was as smooth as if cut by a precision instrument.
"This Iai Slash, evolved to its limit, can actually cut out a blade aura when swinging the sword..." Tsubasa's eyes revealed deep shock. He looked at himself reflected in the blade, a hint of understanding flashing in his eyes. "When drawing the sword, I can use the momentum to draw in the surrounding airflow, forming a temporary 'energy blade'... Even fast-moving mutated zombies cannot escape the landing point of this slash."
Immediately after, Tsubasa then turned and picked up the Beretta M9 on the table, preparing to try out the so-called Gun Fu.
The moment his finger rested on the trigger, insights about Gun Fu surged in his mind like a tide.
His brain analyzed wind speed, distance, and air humidity in less than a second.
With a *BANG!*, the bullet shot out of the barrel, defying the laws of physics, strangely curving in the air, hitting multiple targets a hundred meters away in an incredible way.
"It is said... Colonel Chu in Terror Infinity is also very skilled in this Gun Fu." Tsubasa put down the gun, his expression calm, "Now, even a moving target a hundred meters away, I can easily predict its trajectory. If there's an obstruction ahead, the bullet can even curve around as if it has eyes... For example, directly drilling through a door frame gap, then turning 90 degrees along the corner, precisely hitting the center of the bullseye behind the wall."
In short, his bullets stopped being 'ordinary projectiles' following a trajectory, but something controlled by will. As long as he wanted, the bullet could freely turn, return, and precisely land at every point he designated. This ability was simply miraculous.
"You seem...different?" Yukino's eyes held a hint of surprise.
The moment Tsubasa raised his hand and drew his sword, she didn't even see the blade move; she just felt a flash before her eyes, and the concrete block in the corner broke into two.
Utaha, beside her, was completely dumbfounded. Her lips were slightly agape due to the shock.
The abilities Tsubasa now possessed undoubtedly involved the supernatural.
They had never seen an Iai Slash that could unleash an energy slash, or bullets that could curve...
At this moment, a strong sense of relief couldn't help but arise in Utaha's heart.
Choosing to follow Tsubasa was indeed the most correct choice she had made.
Initially, Utaha had some complaints about Tsubasa's domineering nature. But now, all of that seemed to dissipate like an illusion.
She wanted to live. Not just for herself, but also for her parents in reality.
Utaha was unwilling to die anonymously in this world. She was still so young, and she still had dreams yet to fulfill.
In reality, her novel career had just begun; if she died here, she would never be able to come to terms with it.
Indeed... Only by relying on a strong person like Tsubasa would she have hope of leaving this damned place.
Compared to Utaha, whose beautiful eyes were shining, Yukino, on the other hand, was a bit calmer. She walked up to Tsubasa and asked, "Regarding stat points allocation, I'd like to hear your advice."
"For five attribute points, you two should choose four for Constitution and one for Dexterity," Tsubasa said seriously after checking the two woman' statuses.
Facing zombies, all they needed was to be able to run fast and far...
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Another five days passed.
During this time, Tsubasa, along with the remaining players, cleared out most of the zombies in the hotel. They finally cleared a safe path to the parking lot.
"Where should we go next?" Hayato held up a map and discussed with Tsubasa, "If we go east, there's an American Military Base."
*BEEP!*
At this moment, a prompt from the Survival Game suddenly sounded in everyone's minds without warning...
Then, a familiar panel appeared in everyone's field of view.
[Side Mission: Last Survivors has been activated.
Mission Requirement 1: Please find the survivors; Bill, Francis, Louis, and Zoe, within 48 hours.
Reward: 1000 Game Points.
Mission Requirement 2: Assist the survivors in reaching the Blackriver Military Base.
Reward: 1000 Game Points.
Friendly Reminder: Please find all survivors within 48 hours, otherwise the mission will be considered a failure.
Friendly Reminder: If all the above survivors die, the mission will also be considered a failure.
Friendly Reminder: There is no penalty for failing this side mission.
Note: It is forbidden to disclose any information about the 'Survival Game' to the native characters, otherwise the mission will directly fail, and all points will be deducted as a penalty.]
"This mastermind is as annoying as ever." Tsubasa frowned slightly, looked at Hayato's stunned expression, and said, "It seems we no longer have to worry about where to go."
"..." Hayato didn't know what to say in return.
This time, although the mastermind gave ample time, no one dared to be negligent in the slightest.
Tsubasa didn't even need to remind them. The few members of the group had already quickly run back to their rooms, put on their equipment, and were waiting for his command.
"Then let's go." Tsubasa nodded at them, then hoisted his heavy gear onto his shoulder.
The equipment that used to feel heavy now felt no different than carrying a pack of paper to him; it was incredibly light.
The others silently followed, quickly meeting up in the parking lot.
Boarding the school bus, which had already been fitted with anti-skid chains, the group set off on their journey once again.
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The parking lot gate slowly opened, revealing the dim light outside. The weather was terrible. The sun hid behind the clouds, refusing to show its face.
On the street...
Occasionally, zombies who heard the sound of the driving vehicle would chase after them in vain, but they were quickly left far behind.
The snow seemed to have lessened significantly. Only white speck-like snowflakes drifted down, and the temperature was quite a bit lower than the previous few days.
Tsubasa leaned against the passenger window, listening to the whispers behind him, and couldn't help but show a subtle expression.
Reflected in the glass window, he saw Makoto chatting happily with the young woman sitting next to him.
This girl was named Umi Katō. Her appearance was ordinary, and she was a bit overweight. Compared to Utaha and Yukino, she was leagues behind.
But Makoto clearly wasn't picky. Sticking to his nature, he had hooked up with Umi.
Tsubasa wondered if Makoto's ending would be the same as in the original work: beheaded by a hatchet?
Tsubasa slightly shook his head, clearing the messy thoughts from his mind, and turned to ask Hayato, who was driving: "Hayama, how much longer can we drive on this fuel?"
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