Global Erosion: Non-Human Claims to Be My Mr.

The balcony of the dormitory is enclosed by an open railing. The school specially designed a high-low design for the balcony. The inner wall is surrounded by a railing as thick as a forearm, and the two railings in the middle run across the walls on both sides.

The small square space saved material money and allowed students to hang freshly washed clothes to dry. It was this design that slowed down the opponent's speed, allowing Qin Mo and the other two to avoid the possibility of a direct conflict with them.

Qin Mo noticed the noise outside and opened the door and rushed out. The man was already standing on the outermost side of the small square platform on the lower level.

Qin Mo's face was solemn. It was too late!

Fortunately, he discussed two plans, A and B, with Hua Chi before opening the door.

Plan A was to destroy the opponent's equipment before he came up; Plan B was to have the opponent come up before their equipment was destroyed. The design of the dormitory balcony could buy time for the three to prepare, and he would also create an opportunity for the lurking Hua Chi to seize the opponent's weapons.

The man who came was a sturdy man with thick eyebrows and big eyes. In his broad and thick right hand, he held a sharp machete that was half an arm's length. The murderous aura constantly gushed out from the handle of the knife, which was intimidating.

The blade was covered with red blood streaks, and the blood on the sharp tip kept gathering into teardrop-sized blood beads that rolled down the concrete floor, creating one bloody splash after another.

An invisible deterrent force expanded from the sturdy man, like the assistant of the god of death, cruelly preparing to reap the lives of every student who caught his eye according to the list in his mind.

The sturdy man and Qin Mo looked at each other from a distance.

Qin Mo picked up the only weapon in the dormitory that could be used for long-range attacks, the clothesline.

Staring at the sturdy man's terrifying eyes, Xu Xiaolou rolled his throat unconsciously and swallowed a mouthful of water.

Oh my goodness! His eyes are red with killing, how many people have he killed?

Then he stood beside Qin Mo, holding a book as high as his calf, intending to throw the book to distract the other party's sight when the fight started.

The sturdy man raised the corners of his mouth to reveal a sinister smile when facing the delicate-looking Qin Mo, and licked his dry lips with the tip of his scarlet tongue.

His eyes were filled with hostility mixed with contempt and disdain.

Two pretty boys...what can those weaklings do to him.

They liked those pretty boys with delicate skin and tender flesh kneeling in front of them and crying for mercy the most. Qin Mo and the other boy were exactly what they wanted.

Seeing that the other person's smile was becoming more and more obscene and he didn't know what he was thinking, Qin Mo's eyes turned cold.

He directly poked the other man's legs with the clothes drying pole, quickly, accurately and ruthlessly! At the same time, Xu Xiaolou's book hit the sturdy man's face with great force.

The sturdy man dodged Xu Xiaolou's attack with his face turned sideways, put away the contemptuous smile on his face, hooked one foot on the railing, and grabbed the clothesline that was poking at him with his left hand.

The pretty boy is quite strong...haha, he likes it.

The sturdy man grabbed the clothesline and gave the two of them a mocking smile.

Qin Mo's eyes darkened and veins popped out on the back of his hand. He pulled it inward with force. When the sturdy man was just trying to steady himself, Qin Mo suddenly let go, and the sturdy man's lower body was unstable.

The sturdy man's face turned dark.

Damn it! The contemptuous smile on his face disappeared.

The sturdy man held the clothesline in Qin Mo's hand with one hand and swung the knife with the other hand to knock down the books in front of him. The interference prevented the knife from hitting the railing and made his palm numb.

The railing that ran across the middle was almost cut in half by the great force, and at the cost of its own breakage the railing also pushed the knife back several times.

The sharp corner of the hard book scratched his face, and blood slowly oozed out. He raised his hand and knocked another book off with his knife, and the strong man became annoyed.

Fuck, it never ends!

Qin Mo: “Xiaohua.”

Seeing this, Hua Chi, who had been hiding behind the door, took action. While the strong man's vision was distracted and his body movements were blocked by Qin Mo and the others, he nimbly climbed up the wall and successfully snatched the knife from the strong man's hand.

As expected, when the other party saw that his knife was taken away, he immediately looked panicked and wanted to retreat, and the strength in his hand also relaxed for a moment.

Qin Mo took advantage of this opportunity to pull back the clothesline and poked at the other man's foot that was hooked on the railing. Hua Chi also swung the machete at the sturdy man.

The sturdy man was so focused on dodging the attacks from Qin Mo and the other man that he didn't notice Xu Xiaolou throwing a thick pile of books at him.

He was thrown down the stairs because of his unstable body. He would never have thought that he would be defeated by a pile of books in the end.

Hua Chi nodded to make sure that she saw the other person fall with her own eyes, and pouted at Qin Mo helplessly:

"Boss Qin, can we make a deal and not call me Xiaohua next time?"

In such a serious moment, Xiaohua was a little distracted and almost missed the opportunity.

Qin Mo: “Come down.”

It’s still not possible if it’s not said.

The crisis was resolved, Xu Xiaolou sat on the ground exhausted and muttered:

"Boss Qin, you are right. The more books you read, the better."

Books are good things!

Qin Mo: “…”, I suspect you are playing tricks on me.

Hua Chi wiped the sweat from his head and turned to Xu Xiaolou with a big smile.

Awesome! You dare to tease the boss.

Fortunately, they were protected by the dark sky and what happened here did not cause too much noise, leaving the three of them with enough time to rest.

It was much more convenient with the machete in hand. Using the same method as the first time, the three of them successfully dealt with four more people who tried to break into the dormitory.

Only the two horizontal railings were heroically sacrificed, and the broken surfaces were still stained with the blood of the enemies.

The light golden light cut through the dark clouds and swayed down onto the broken railings, like a golden afterglow dotting the thin ink-colored rice paper, with strong ink marks penetrating the back of the paper.

The amber eyes shone brightly, and the sunlight gently kissed the soft hair on the forehead. Qin Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, stretched out his hand and clenched it tightly, with the last ray of sunlight in his palm.

The sun's rays only appeared for a moment before being swallowed up by the swarming black clouds. It seemed as if it appeared only to bid a perfect farewell to the humans who loved it so loyally.

After locking the balcony door, the three of them worked together to pile all the heavy objects behind the door.

In order to prevent someone from suddenly attacking them and leaving them without time to react, Qin Mo simply dismantled the bed and spread it on the ground.

The noise of the campus has subsided, and the cold air is mixed with the smell of blood, which makes people feel irritated. The whole campus seems to have turned into a dark and silent haunted house in an instant, and blood is sprayed everywhere on the quiet paths, dyeing the vegetation on the roadside red.

People were lying in all directions on the roadside. In the dense fog, one could occasionally see three or two people dragging their bodies, twisting their hands and feet, and quickly disappearing into the mist.

As night falls, the sky becomes dark and colorless, and a layer of hazy fog covers the horizon, half-hiding the buildings in the distance.

Suppressed sobs often sound in the night and quickly dissipate in the roaring wind, as if this year-round warm city is crying for the early departure of summer and the uninvited arrival of winter.

Qin Mo opened the school posts on his phone and saw nothing but silence. The only remaining comments were messages asking for help.

No information about the group of thugs has been found, there has been no news from the outside world, and no one from the school has come forward so far.

The closed iron gate not only blocks out the students, but also the outside world.

It was not until late at night that the three of them learned about the outside world from fragmentary words.