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Each messenger has a different identity and tools, which leads to varying characteristics. If Yan Qing claims to be a messenger, it might provide a reasonable explanation for some unusual phenomena.
There’s no denying that Tan Ming makes a valid point; perhaps claiming to be a messenger is the best option he can think of at the moment. But what kind of messenger should I disguise myself as? And how will I explain my Messenger Tool after I assume that role? Yan Qing furrowed his brows, lost in thought.
It depends on you. You should try to align your disguise with the direction of your transformation, but it needs to be reasonable, Tan Ming advised.
Yan Qing pondered for a moment. How about a Beast Tamer?
A Beast Tamer? Tan Ming was somewhat surprised.
Yes. Aren’t beast claws just animals? The title of Beast Tamer sounds quite impressive, doesn’t it? A glimmer of anticipation sparkled in Yan Qing's eyes.
Tan Ming nodded in agreement.
As they exited the building, the campus was filled with Shen Jianghuan's announcement.
"Attention students, it is now eight fifty PM. There are four hours and eleven minutes until the Termination Evolution Talisman expires. Please bring your self-defense tools and personal belongings to the cafeteria in an orderly manner. The cafeteria will serve meals at midnight. Students are reminded to manage their time wisely; please arrive before twelve forty AM, as the cafeteria will close its doors promptly at twelve fifty AM."
The announcement repeated several times, echoing through the empty campus.
Outside, the sky darkened ominously, with ink-like shadows spreading across the horizon. The surroundings fell silent, as if all sounds had been swallowed by the endless darkness.
The purple clouds hanging in the sky resembled thick curtains, casting shadows over everything below. The orbs suspended in the sky turned dark purple, emitting an eerie glow.
In this chilling atmosphere, no one wanted to linger outside. The path from the building to the cafeteria was deserted.
Streetlights flickered on along both sides of the road, their dim yellow light illuminating the ground.
In the morning, one could still vaguely discern shapes of corpses; now they appeared completely shriveled, resembling dried skin stretched over bones. When the wind blew, their desiccated skin fluttered slightly, showing signs of peeling—a particularly unsettling sight.
Tan Ming and Yan Qing walked cautiously, constantly watching their steps to avoid stepping on anything unpleasant.
At the entrance of the cafeteria, they spotted a group of people carrying boxes with great vigor as they moved them inside.
These individuals were tall and broad-shouldered, their muscular arms bulging impressively; each one looked strong and robust.
Upon seeing them, this group set down their boxes and strode over confidently.
Yan Qing sensed trouble from their demeanor, especially when the leader clenched his fist and approached Tan Ming quickly.
From Yan Qing's perspective, it looked like he was about to swing a punch at Tan Ming.
However, just as Tan Ming's fist came to a halt near his ear, someone suddenly grabbed him by the throat and held him tightly.
"Class Leader, you’re still alive!" The boy's voice trembled with excitement, tears of joy welling up in his eyes.
Tan Ming twitched his mouth, exerting considerable effort to pry the hand off his neck. "Is it just you guys?" His voice carried a hint of heaviness.
"There are thirty-five of us in the class, and only eleven are still alive," the boy replied, his face etched with sorrow and helplessness.
"Hey, don’t wipe your snot on the Class Leader! Be careful or he’ll hit you," Zhang Yan laughed as he pulled Xu Le away, a teasing smile on his face.
Tan Ming was an athlete, his facial features sharply defined as if meticulously sculpted. His deep-set eyes were striking and bright, complemented by a high nose bridge and thin lips pressed into a firm line, adding an air of cold charm that was hard to ignore.
His sword-like eyebrows were thick and slightly arched, exuding a fierce spirit that captivated those around him. It was no wonder he was so popular at school.
The only girl in their class had pursued him for a long time. She had once been filled with enthusiasm and hope, trying to enter Tan Ming's world. However, after realizing she couldn't keep up with him, she closed her heart off completely.
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