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Julian didn't give the madman a second to think. He stepped forward and crushed both of the man's legs underfoot.
"Bro, spare me!"
"I've got a sharp mind! I can be your strategist!"
The madman immediately started begging.
"Sharp mind my ass."
Julian lifted his foot and stomped down hard.
The man's head burst like a watermelon.
The curvy woman nearby stood there, completely stunned.
That was Madman Brother… a top figure in the camp. And he just killed him like that?
Boss Julian was this strong?
"Boss Julian…"
"Take me back with you!"
"I'll do anything you want!"
"If you don't believe me, you can… check first!"
She crawled over and hugged his leg, desperate to make herself appealing.
"Sorry. You can't even farm properly. What would I take you back for?"
"And you stole a few of my cherry tomatoes. That's not getting settled without a hundred kilos of gold."
"Oh, right. You're the one who told him where our camp is, yeah?"
Julian's voice turned cold.
Back at the stairwell, he'd heard the madman talking about attacking East Lake Villas. No need to think about it, she must've been the one who led them there.
"I… I was forced to say it!"
"My heart is actually with—"
Before she could finish, Julian kicked her head clean off.
Blood shot into the air like a fountain.
"Damn… my AJs. Guess I'll need a new pair."
He sighed.
Good sneakers, worn out from too much fighting. Cracked and ruined. Total mood killer.
He'd have to swing by a store later and grab a few pairs.
After taking down the madman, Julian had a much clearer understanding of this place's so-called "top fighters."
What a joke.
They were all trash.
From here on out, he just needed to kill his way through.
But the museum's layout…
If he pushed in from one direction, they could just circle around and escape via the stairs.
He needed someone to block the exits.
After thinking it over, his little follower was the best option.
He pulled out his phone and called Mafuyu.
"Mafuyu. Museum. Come kill."
"Bring a truck. There's loot."
Short and simple.
"Got it, Master! I'll be right there!"
Her voice was full of excitement.
Hard to tell if it was because of the killing or the loot.
Probably not the loot… maybe.
Julian found a sedan chair and flopped into it lazily.
No point alerting the enemy too early. He'd just lie here and wait. Once Mafuyu arrived, they'd start.
As for the awakened ones here…
Except for poor Shinji, not a single one would be left alive.
…
East Lake Island.
Mafuyu changed into jeans and a sports jacket.
Her "killing outfit."
When she was around Julian, she liked wearing short skirts. Convenient.
But going out to kill? Definitely not.
You couldn't exactly throw high kicks in a skirt.
And no man other than her master was allowed to see that much of her.
Not even zombies.
Hana watched from the side.
Sister Mafuyu's legs were seriously enviable…
Long, pale, and that figure… even she wanted to sneak a touch.
Sigh, why was she only 1.6 meters tall…
No way she could compete with Mafuyu's body.
"Sister Mafuyu, did Master call you for help?" Hana asked, leaning against the door.
"Yep. We're going to kill people. I'm so happy!"
Mafuyu tied her hair into a bun as she spoke.
With her hair up, her slender neck was fully exposed, looking especially elegant.
"Ah! I want to go too, I want to go!"
"Did Master say I can't come?"
Hana stomped her foot anxiously.
"He didn't say…"
"Alright, you're coming then."
As she spoke, Mafuyu sneakily grabbed Hana's chest, then turned and ran.
"Sister Mafuyu! That's too much!"
Hana's face flushed red as she stamped her foot.
She hadn't even gotten a chance to strike first, and Mafuyu had already made a move.
So unfair!
Only Master was allowed to touch there!
But thinking about seeing him soon, Hana quickly forgot about it, her mood bright again.
The two of them left the villa one after the other.
"Sister Mafuyu, shouldn't we… recharge a bit before a fight?" Hana suddenly asked.
"Hmm, you've got a point."
"Let's go, we'll have a couple sips first."
Holding hands, the two ran toward the kitchen.
At that moment, a small head peeked out from the neighboring villa.
"Going out to fight?"
"Sounds kinda fun…"
"I just got stronger. Perfect chance to test it out."
Asuka crept out with her weapon, Blood Roar, and headed toward the parking lot.
"If I ask directly, they might not take me."
"I'll just hide in the car, hehe."
"I'm so smart!"
Clutching Blood Roar, she climbed into the back compartment and shut the door.
After a while, footsteps approached.
Probably Mafuyu and Hana.
Door opening. Door closing. Engine starting.
The engine noise faded into the distance…
Asuka froze.
"…Did I get into the wrong car?"
She pushed open the compartment door.
The retreating taillights confirmed it.
"Ugh!!!"
She slammed her axe into the ground.
She was so dumb it hurt.
So frustrating!
What now?
After thinking it over, Asuka decided to sneak some of the… special formula to vent her anger.
If you won't take me, I'll drink all your stock!
That thought cheered her up immediately, and she slipped into the kitchen.
Opening the fridge, she grabbed the container.
Only two-thirds left.
Looks like it was being used up fast without replenishment.
"Today I'm drinking extra. Hmph!"
She took a big gulp straight from the container.
The thick liquid slid down her throat and into her body.
Heat exploded inside her instantly.
From experience, Asuka knew she needed to get into the pool fast, or the heat would become unbearable.
As for the container now missing half…
Yeah, that'd be obvious.
After a moment's thought, she grabbed a carton of milk, poured some in, and shook it.
"Hmm, looks about right."
"It's only diluted by half. Should still work!"
Satisfied, she put it back in the fridge and ran off with Blood Roar.
Next step: cool down.
By tomorrow morning, she'd definitely be much stronger.
Full of anticipation, Asuka jumped into the pool.
Ahh… so comfortable.
But…
Her chest felt a little… tight and swollen…
That stuff she just drank…
It couldn't have side effects, right?
"....."