Apocalypse Chat Group: Conquering the Heroines

"Hu… hu… hu…"

Yukino leaned her back tightly against the iron door, breathing heavily.

In her hand, she clutched a table leg wrapped in duct tape.

"What is all this?"

At this moment, her mind was in complete turmoil.

First, she witnessed her classmate kill a monster. Then, she was thrown into the Apocalypse Game, being hunted—not just by zombies, but also by humans.

Just a moment ago, she had chosen "yes" in the Apocalypse Game prompt.

And then, she found herself here.

At first, she wasn't alone. There was a blond guy dressed like a delinquent.

Then they encountered zombies and were chased.

The two of them ran and hid in a warehouse.

Inside the warehouse, the blond delinquent broke down.

He muttered incoherent, deranged things under his breath.

And then, out of nowhere, he grabbed a knife and lunged at her like a madman, trying to violate her—desperate to fulfill his "last wish" before dying.

Luckily, she resisted in time, using the table leg to block his knife and managing to escape from the warehouse.

She had been running for her life for the past several minutes.

Along the way, she had encountered numerous zombies.

She had almost been surrounded and devoured alive.

Now, she was utterly exhausted from running.

Zombies were everywhere—there was nowhere to go.

Being thrown into such a world and encountering these events had left her physically and mentally drained.

Her legs were weak from running.

Her arms, sore and trembling, could barely swing the table leg anymore.

She leaned helplessly against the iron door.

The fact that she hadn't lost her sanity in this desperate situation was a testament to her mental fortitude.

Unlike that blond delinquent, who had lost his mind in less than an hour.

"That guy really was insane."

Thinking about that lunatic and the terrifying zombies still chasing her sent a shiver through Yukino's heart.

"Hey! You're in here, aren't you?"

A light, deranged voice called out from the next room.

Bang!

The iron door next door was kicked open.

"Tch, not here."

"!!!"

Yukino's heartbeat raced.

It was that maniac! He had tracked her down!

Her trembling, bloodied hands gripped the table leg tightly.

She didn't dare make a sound.

She listened intently.

The sound of footsteps passed by the door without stopping.

The noise gradually faded, then disappeared.

"He's gone…"

She let out a long sigh of relief, deeply thankful that he hadn't found her.

She was completely out of strength now.

If she was discovered, she would surely die!

Crash!

The glass of the classroom window suddenly shattered!

Yukino spun around abruptly.

The lunatic stood on the shattered bed, his gaze filled with lecherous intent as he stared at her.

"Found you."

"!!!"

Realizing the danger, Yukino immediately tried to open the door to escape.

Bang!

The blond delinquent slammed his hand against the door, blocking her path.

In his other hand, he held a knife, pointing it menacingly at her.

"Don't come any closer!"

Panicked, Yukino swung the table leg in her hand.

But her arms were already weak and trembling.

The swing was so feeble that she nearly lost her balance, and the table leg she wielded lacked any force behind it.

The blond easily caught the makeshift weapon with his hand, snatching it away with a single motion before tossing it aside.

His attention returned to Yukino, his eyes filled with unrestrained greed as he pointed the knife at her.

"What a beauty. Never thought I'd get to play with such a perfect high school girl before dying. Hahaha!"

"You disgusting criminal!" Yukino shouted angrily, her voice trembling with fury.

Her defiance only fueled his depravity, and his grin grew more sinister.

"Hahaha, well said! Too bad there's no law here, only zombies. Don't worry, I'll make sure you feel good before we die together in this place."

As he spoke, he reached out, attempting to grab her tightly crossed arms.

Tears welled up in Yukino's eyes as she bit down hard on her lip.

She didn't want to die—especially not like this.

"Someone… please… save me…"

In her mind, the image of a figure in the darkness appeared, releasing thunderbolts to slay monsters. Those unforgettable golden eyes...

"I can't let you bully a member of my club."

A cold voice broke the tension.

"Huh? Who the hell are you? Let go of me!"

The delinquent's hand, poised to harm Yukino, was stopped by a firm grip.

Yukino turned her head, her tear-streaked eyes meeting those familiar golden irises. It was Tatsuki, his expression calm and emotionless.

"You bastard! Let go of me!"

Frustrated, the delinquent swung his left fist toward Tatsuki's face.

"Watch out!"

In her panic, Yukino raised her right leg and kicked upward with all her strength.

Thud!

"Ahhhhhh!!!"

The kick landed squarely on its target—his most vulnerable spot.

The blond delinquent collapsed to his knees in pain, his expression twisted in agony.

"…"

Tatsuki watched the scene in silence, his lips twitching slightly. The pain must have been unbearable.

He reached out and pulled the stunned Yukino to his side.

"You… you two… bastards!"

The delinquent, trembling and groaning, staggered to his feet. Grabbing the discarded table leg, he swung it wildly at Tatsuki.

"You scum, dying here suits you perfectly."

Tatsuki shook his head, sidestepping the attack with Yukino's hand still in his grasp. He opened the door and calmly led her out.

"What?!"

The delinquent stood there, dumbfounded, as his body suddenly froze in place, unable to move.

Black, swamp-like, damp, cold, and viscous substance clung to his body.

Gradually, he felt his strength draining away.

His vitality was being devoured by yin lightning.

For those whose physical defenses are breached, their life force begins to leak away, and their heart and lungs fail to regenerate yang energy.

Fortunately, it taps into the kidney water to draw the liver's qi, allowing yin energy to take the lead in restoration.

Once the yang energy is replenished, the process of refinement begins.

Its qi takes the form of a black, viscous liquid suspended in midair.

Sticky and greasy, impossible to grasp, damp, and cold to the touch.

Unrestrained and free-flowing, it moves like mercury, seeping into every crevice.

It is dense and turbid, yet bizarrely fluid, capable of extracting bone marrow, sapping energy, and clouding the mind.

Thus, in addition to unleashing black lightning, yin lightning also possesses the power of corrosion and the ability to devour life force.

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