Anime Crossover: The Small Workshop System's Aggressive Feeding

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"Anyone who dares to make a sound again, I'll kill him!"

The students were frightened away, but panic and despair were spreading.

Yuriko Takashiro looked at Zhou Ye, her tone pleading:

"Teacher Zhou, this number of people..."

Zhou Ye's expression remained unchanged.

He seemed oblivious to the students' disgraceful behavior and ignored Yuriko Takashiro's predicament.

He just had a thought.

[Herrscher of Reason Fragment + Mumu Fragment + Herrscher of Reason Fragment]

Build, start!

In the direction of the playground, on the originally empty lawn.

The air twisted slightly.

next second.

Three black riot control armored vehicles, larger and more imposing than police armored vehicles, appeared out of nowhere.

They stood there silently, their heavy armor gleaming with a cold, hard metallic sheen, and their roofs appeared to be equipped with some kind of weapon platform.

There were already three, and now three more have appeared. A total of six.

Inside the classroom.

Saya Takagi was the first to notice the unusual activity on the playground through the window.

She rubbed her eyes hard, pushed up her glasses, and slowly opened her mouth wide.

"Mom...the playground...on the playground..."

She was speaking incoherently.

Nanri Kaori followed her gaze and immediately froze.

"Then...what is that?"

Yuriko Takagi walked to the window, puzzled.

When she saw the three enormous vehicles that had suddenly appeared on the playground, her mind went blank.

"This...how is this possible?"

she muttered.

Is it an illusion?

Or……

She turned around abruptly and looked at Zhou Ye.

The man remained standing there, his expression calm, as if he had only done something insignificant.

Nami and Saeko Busujima seemed used to this, but Shizuka Marikawa covered her mouth, her eyes filled with disbelief.

"Teacher Zhou... Teacher Zhou..."

Yuriko Takagi's voice was dry.

“Those cars…”

Zhou Ye spoke, his tone flat.

"Now, we should have enough cars."

"Each explosion-proof vehicle can accommodate ten people, so three vehicles can accommodate thirty people."

"Adding those three police armored vehicles, it's enough to take everyone."

He paused, then added.

"If they want to live."

Yuriko Takagi felt that her worldview had been severely impacted.

Creating something out of thin air?

This must be a power only a god could possess, right?

Just who is this man?

The shock she felt was beyond words.

Previous speculations about Zhou Ye's strength now seem utterly ridiculous.

"Gudong."

Jack's swallowing sound was particularly clear in the quiet classroom.

The way he and his two other bodyguards looked at Zhou Ye had changed from initial wariness to deep awe, even fear.

The students were all dumbfounded and speechless.

Zhou Ye ignored everyone's reactions.

He looked at Yuriko Takagi.

"Principal Gao Cheng, now, can we talk about the next steps?"

"My patience is limited..."

Yuriko Takashiro's pupils dilated slightly, her lips trembled, and a simple "okay" was squeezed out of her mouth with difficulty.

She once touted herself as a business elite, a Wall Street powerhouse, and the head of Fujimi Academy. How many times had she conspired with her husband, Takashiro Soichiro, and how many people had she schemed against? Including this young teacher, Mr. Zhou, and his elegant assistant, Tohsaka Nami.

Ironically, she thought she knew everything.

Now the truth is laid bare before us—they are nothing but ants, while Zhou Ye is the true mastermind.

"I see, I see." Yuriko Takagi murmured to herself, her eyes glazed. "You've been pretending all along, and we haven't even noticed."

Zhou Ye raised an eyebrow: Pretending?

I'm just following the rules. His tone was calm. Peacetime has its rules, and the apocalypse has its ways of survival. Whether I eat beef or not depends on the occasion and circumstances; I'm not an antisocial lunatic. Of course, I wouldn't mind going crazy if I encountered danger.

Nanri Kaori stood to the side, watching this scene, her grip on the gun tightening. Not to threaten, but to give herself a sense of security. The man before her was completely beyond her comprehension.

From now on, I'm in charge.

Zhou Ye scanned everyone in the classroom, his voice not loud, but carrying an irresistible authority.

Those who want to live, obey orders and don't cause trouble. Otherwise—

He didn't finish speaking, but the temperature in the classroom seemed to drop suddenly.

Nami stepped forward, smiling as she continued, "What the boss means is that in this situation, the team needs absolute discipline. We've saved you all; whether we cooperate and achieve a win-win situation or fight our own battles is up to you."

Her elegant and appropriate manner of expression made Zhou Ye's blatant threat less jarring, but the essence remained unchanged.

Yuriko Takagi took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down. Whoever Zhou Ye was, or what power he possessed, their fates were now intertwined.

Tohsaka-sensei is right.

She turned to the students and bodyguards in the classroom.

From this moment forward, everyone must absolutely obey Teacher Zhou's instructions. This is Order 1.7, and no objections will be accepted.

Saya Takagi gripped her mother's arm tightly, a complex light flickering in her eyes. As a child prodigy, she was perhaps one of the few who could truly understand her current situation.

"Mom, who exactly is he?" she asked in a low voice.

Yuriko Takashiro shook her head:

I don't know, Saya. But I do know that he is our only hope.

Zhou Ye wasted no more time. He turned to the mechanical soldiers behind him and ordered: Clear the route to the drill ground and establish a safe corridor. Deploy a firing point every ten meters to ensure a foolproof evacuation.

The mechanical soldiers nodded in unison and began to execute orders smoothly.

Saeko Busujima licked her lips; her fighting spirit had been completely ignited by the power Zhou Ye had displayed.

I'll go ahead and clear the way.

Her katana was drawn, gleaming coldly.

Zhou Ye nodded: Go ahead, but don't get too playful.

Yuriko Takagi watched all this with a complex expression. The rules of the apocalypse had completely replaced the order of civilized society. The strong ruled everything, and the weak could only depend on or die.

And she—Yuriko Takashiro, once an elite member of high society, is now just an ordinary person who needs to rely on others for protection.

Let's go.

Zhou Ye took one last look at the armored vehicle outside the window.

Time waits for no one.

Chapter 63 An Unbearable Burden

The air inside the teaching building was stuffy and oppressive.

Zhou Ye and his group began their ascent from the fourth floor, with a clear objective—the playground.

At the forefront were two mechanical soldiers holding shields, their heavy riot shields almost completely blocking the corridor.

The mechanical soldiers behind them continuously spewed out spitting fire from their M4 rifles, though the volume was suppressed.

[Pfft pfft pfft!]

The dull, continuous bursts of gunfire sounded like the whisper of death.

Every zombie that rushed out of the room or around the corner, whether it was dressed in a faculty uniform or looked like a student, was hit in the head by a precise bullet before it could get close.

Red and white substances splashed everywhere, staining the walls and the floor.

Saeko Busujima, wielding a katana, flanked the mechanical soldiers.

Her figure was agile and nimble; with each strike of her knife, she precisely cleaved open the zombie's head, her movements clean and crisp, carrying a cruel beauty.

She licked her lips, her beautiful eyes filled with pure battle pleasure.