Quem quer se tornar um deus? Não foram vocês que me forçaram?
[Sem protagonista feminina + Sem ambiguidade + Sem romance + Decisivo e impiedoso] Entre as multidões sob as luzes de néon da cidade, existe um tipo de criatura vestida com pele humana. Elas caminham
Tianyuan Federation, City No. 11, No. 1 Senior High School
As the sun dipped low, its dusky yellow light filtered through the sliding glass windows of Classroom 2-3, illuminating the dust particles suspended in the air with vivid clarity.
In a corner of the classroom, a boy clad in a blue-and-white school uniform sat quietly with his head bowed.
His legs trembled beneath the desk, his vacant gaze fixed on the textbook before him. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead, dripping steadily onto the pages, magnifying the tiny characters as they fell.
His name was Chen Xiu, an utterly ordinary student in this class.
“Recently, there have been reports of Resurrected appearing around here. Two students have already gone missing at the Second High School. We’re letting you out early not for fun, but so you can get home sooner. Understand?”
A middle-aged woman with black-rimmed glasses spoke coldly from the podium.
In this era, some ordinary people had inexplicably undergone mutations.
They gained powers beyond human limits—unfathomable abilities and infinite regeneration. Unless struck through the forehead, they could not be killed.
Yet, these individuals developed a peculiar craving: they needed to consume human flesh.
Eating people made them stronger and was the source of their endless regenerative energy. Without it, their bodies would rapidly age and succumb to death.
The classroom erupted with excitement as the students shouted in unison, “Understood!”
Shouts echoed from other classrooms across the camp