The work was carried out in an orderly manner. Mo Fan did not stop them, so the students did not dare to stop. Even if they were tired, they would at most rest in the convenience store for a few seconds. It was not that they did not want to rest, but they were afraid that Mo Fan would find them slacking off. If that happened, they would be in deep trouble if Mo Fan went crazy and killed them.
It had to be said that Mo Fan's killing of the yellow-haired man, Komuro Takashi, and Wisteria Koichi had cast a huge shadow on the students.
The size of the school bus was not very large. At most, it only had a few dozen seats. This was because it was a school bus. Otherwise, it might be even smaller.
There weren't many students on the bus. There were only twenty to thirty of them, and about half of the seats were empty. According to Mo Fan, the seats at the back were filled with food and water. Even the aisle was filled with space for a person to walk sideways.
Just as they were busy moving things, a loud car horn suddenly came from afar, followed by a dazzling light.
The blinding light dazzled everyone. Mo Fan covered his eyes with his hands and shouted,
" Don't move anymore. Get in the car first. If you have something in your hands, throw it on the ground. Don't squeeze. Go one by one. I'll kill whoever dares to squeeze."
Mo Fan's shout made the students shiver. They looked at the huge bus that was speeding toward them in horror. They threw the things in their hands away and ran toward the school bus.
Fortunately, because Mo Fan had shouted earlier, no matter how scared these people were, they did not dare to squeeze at the door. Instead, they lined up to get on the bus.
Mo Fan pulled out his sword and stood in front of the school bus. A large bus full of passengers was approaching quickly. From afar, Mo Fan could see clearly with his enhanced eyes that there were countless zombies inside the bus. A few survivors were still struggling to survive, screaming in pain.
The driver of the bus was leaning on the steering wheel. On his shoulder, a zombie was biting him with its bloody mouth wide open. The intense pain made the bus driver unable to stabilize the steering wheel. The bus swayed and crashed into walls and cars all the way, flying straight towards them wildly.
Mo Fan couldn't help but admire the bus driver who was driving despite the pain.
"Your professional ethics are really high. You drove a car full of zombies all over the street, but you were able to hold on and not get out of the car even when the zombies bit you. You're really awesome."
Mo Fan clenched his sword tightly as he looked at the approaching bus. He was not confident. Mo Fan knew that he would not be able to stop the bus with his body, but he could not move aside. There was a bus full of people behind him.
Mo Fan was not a saint. He could ignore the students, but he had no choice but to care about Poison Island's disciples. How could he watch his goddess die? That was impossible, right?
Mo Fan's eyes suddenly lit up as he was thinking of a solution. He remembered that the Ghost Path was one of the rewards he had received. He thought about the powerful skills in the Ghost Path and chanted,
"The Ruler, the mask of flesh and blood, the Vientiane, the thing that flapped its wings and soared high, the thing that bears the name of mankind; Scorching heat and chaos, across the sea, rolling south, walking forward."
As Mo Fan chanted, a faint spiritual pressure spread out from Mo Fan's body. The spiritual pressure spread out in all directions, sweeping everything on the ground away from Mo Fan.
After he finished chanting, Mo Fan pushed his palm forward and shouted at the approaching bus.
"Dao Breaking (31), Scarlet Fire Cannon!"
A ball of fire shot out from Mo Fan's hand. The huge ball of fire crashed into the bus in front of them.
"Boom!"
The two collided with a violent explosion. Flames mixed with black smoke rose like a huge mushroom.
The explosion brought about a violent wave that spread in all directions, mixed with broken fragments and car wreckage.
His body emitted a wave of spiritual energy, which condensed into an air shield to block all the flying debris.
The explosion caused by the collision between the bus and the fireball caused the bus to flip over to the ground. From the shattered door, zombies covered in fire staggered out from inside.
The zombies were covered in flames. The high temperature of the flames burned wildly on their bodies. A charred smell spread out as the zombies walked. Mo Fan almost choked to death from the smell.
The zombies were burnt to ashes by the intense flames. They collapsed to the ground after taking a few steps. At the same time, Mo Fan's mind was filled with the system notifications.
Ding!"Host Mo Fan has killed a zombie. Obtained 1 experience point and 1 credit point. Current credit points: 6100. Experience required to level up: 50/400."
Ding!"Host Mo Fan has killed a zombie. Obtained 1 experience point and 1 credit point. Current credit points: 6110. Experience required to level up: 60/400."
Ding!"Host Mo Fan has killed a zombie. Obtained 1 experience point and 1 credit point. Current credit points: 6160. Experience required to level up: 110/400."
The continuous notifications almost gave Mo Fan a concussion. If Mo Fan hadn't turned off the system notifications, he would have been shocked silly.
Mo Fan did not expect that there would be so many people on the bus, a total of sixty to seventy people. Mo Fan also did not expect that the zombies would be blamed on him. After pondering for a while, Mo Fan felt that it was most likely due to his efforts in breaking the Dao.
Thinking about it, Mo Fan suddenly wondered if he should use the Path Breaker to kill zombies in the future. After all, the Path Breaker had a large AOE attack. Wouldn't it speed up the accumulation of points and EXP?
Mo Fan felt the remaining spiritual energy in his body. He could still accept it. Breaking through the thirty-one-point barrier only used up a few dozen points of his spiritual energy. Mo Fan could endure such a consumption. As long as he accepted more missions from the system, his spiritual energy limit would increase by the day. Besides, breaking through realms seemed to increase his spiritual energy as well.
Mo Fan couldn't help but feel happy when he thought about it. He couldn't help but feel unhappy. A hundred thousand points. If Mo Fan had to kill them one by one, it would probably take him a year or two. Mo Fan couldn't take it.
Just as Mo Fan was rejoicing, the students on the school bus were dumbfounded.
They looked at the burning bus through the window, and then looked at Mo Fan, who was standing not far away from the bus. They were even more terrified of Mo Fan.
What kind of god had descended into this world? Not only did he kill without blinking, but he also knew how to release fireballs. What was wrong with this world?
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