Teacher for a day

Chapter 76
"Didn't you say that the activity time is one hour?"

At ten o'clock in the morning, in the light rain, Da Mo stood on the roof of the building with a cigarette in his mouth, and asked the operator next to him in confusion.

The results he analyzed from the chats in various groups all said that there was a wave in the morning and a wave in the afternoon.

The activity time is from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] in the morning and from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] in the afternoon.

The good thing is to quickly tear up the book and leave quickly.

He actually thinks that the time is not long anyway, so there is nothing wrong with letting the students vent their busy studying...

Some things are better off than blocked.

However, things seem to be slowly starting to go wrong.

The time passed little by little, and it was already 10:30... The activity never stopped, and more and more people joined.

Many people seemed to be passers-by with books and small flags stuffed in their hands. They were coerced by the crowd and joined the carnival without knowing it.

"The second team has killed the target."

"Three teams determine the location of the target and are approaching."

"The four teams have assassinated the target, over."

Good news came from the earphones one after another... But Da Mo couldn't be happy.

Their plan today is actually mainly assassination.

On the one hand, the task is relatively heavy. There are 76 targets in total, four of which have high-risk combat effectiveness.

On the other hand, let a large group of traversers die here, and they can blame the cause of death of the traversers all on the riots in the activities.

Just like most of the traversers killed by their lions now, most of the causes of death will become "car accidents" or "disputes of interests among traversers".

The reason why Da Mo is not happy is that the number of successful assassinations seems to be less and less...

It seems that there are more and more companions whose assassinations have to be turned into open murders...

There are far more than four powerful traversers!

This is his mistake.

Moreover, there seemed to be an echo between three to five traversers.

In other words, if his companions failed in an assassination attempt, they would instead be besieged by three to five capable traversers.

The scale of the battle will expand.

Those few days were completely different from their previous plan to get into this chaos and assassinate the traversers.

The scale of the battle expanded, and his companions, because they had to worry about the safety of the teenagers in the crowd, were a bit restrained in the fight, but the traversers didn't care at all.Therefore, it seems that all the companions have succeeded, but from the perspective of Da Mo, more and more companions are actually in danger...

What made Da Mo frown even more was not that the assassination of the traverser did not go well.

"The reaction of the crowd is wrong, completely wrong!" Da Mo watched the traversers being killed by his companions, but the active crowd immediately returned to the frantic tearing of books.

With this kind of danger happening around me, normal people would definitely flee in all directions, right?

In the end, not to mention just being dangerous, even if a traverser exploded before death, spewing out a large pool of hot blood, the crowd even stirred up briefly and wiped the blood on their faces... Continue!
How can this go on? ?

Ten thousand possibilities suddenly flashed in Da Mo's mind.

"No, Boss, the danger of activities has increased. It is better to disperse the crowd first!!" Standing on a high place, Da Mo said to the red lion who had joined the battle through the headset.

They now have to choose between assassinating the traversers and protecting ordinary people.

And the result of this choice is obvious.

If all goes well with their assassination, it's sure to allow the students to let off steam and relax.

Each do their own thing.

But the situation on the scene has gradually escaped their control, so the students must not be allowed to continue messing around.

Too dangerous!

"Okay." The Red Lion made arrangements immediately.

About 3 minutes later, a large number of tear gas bombs that had been prepared were projected into the scene.

At the beginning, the effect of the tear gas bomb was obvious, and some crowds in the periphery were quickly dispersed, and passers-by who were watching also left one after another...

However, Da Mo's frown became tighter and tighter.

wrong……

Inside, most of the crowd still did not disperse.

Moreover, the closer you are to the old bookstore, the more you will be deaf to what is going on around you.

Those people didn't seem to notice the tear gas bombs at all, as if there was some kind of power that made them unable to stop...

Da Mo's face darkened.

He pressed his temple with his right hand, trying to use his Sen Luo phantom to create some terrifying illusions in the crowd.

Like Hyakki Night Walk or something?Although he hasn't seen it, it doesn't matter, everyone hasn't seen it anyway...

In order to deal with the unexpected situation of fighting escalation, they have already prepared several sets of plans to disperse the crowd - physical dispersal such as tear gas is a plan, and his mental dispersal is also a plan.

However, his illusion should be used with caution.

Because in the face of so many and such a dense crowd, if he accidentally exerted too much force and the crowd was too flustered, it would easily cause a stampede.

However, just as his phantom of Sen Luo was covered from the roof, his brain suddenly buzzed, followed by waves of exploding pain.

Da Mo squinted his eyes.

The spiritual resonance generated by the huge crowd at the scene, like a wave, actually hit his spirit in reverse...

"Damn." The phantom ability of Damo's awakening has been in the past ten years, and it has never been countered by ordinary people.

There is only one person in the desert.

And he faced thousands of students and passers-by.

However, he still relied on his own strength to fight against the manic and turbulent spiritual power that resonated with the audience.

And, gradually, gradually...

It was he who won.

At the edge of the crowd, reactions have slowly begun...

They were frightened by the phantom created by the desert, as if they were suddenly awakened from the huge spiritual power of the group, they began to withdraw from the event in an orderly manner.

"Did you see it, did you see it, labor and management are still on the front line?" Da Mo smiled and stabilized his mental strength, gritted his teeth and roared.

Two forces that are completely invisible to the naked eye collide in the void.

The operators around Da Mo could only see Da Mo's face getting paler and paler, but they didn't know what kind of confrontation this was...

"...The crowd is already evacuating in an orderly manner, and the relief team has already gone up." The awakened operators on one side can only see the effect of Da Mo's illusion.

Unawakened operators can see what kind of illusion Da Mo created.

A vast number of skulls, and ghosts with only two eyes exposed, are floating around in the crowd...

The skull is scary, but the white cloth ghost seems a little cute, so the two control the crowd's emotions within a moderate range and won't make them too panic.

"There was no stampede. But... I saw the passers-by on our target, and they also evacuated with the crowd..."

"Send someone to follow. The priority is to ensure that the students leave the field. If there is no chance, you can give up killing first."

In Da Mo's earphones, new communication and instructions are constantly coming in.

Confronting such a huge and fanatical group of mental power, his brain will explode, but he can still hold on for a while...

Just hold on for a while...

"Boom, boom, boom!" The band on the bridge gradually rose, and suddenly, Damo Damo let out a muffled groan, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Senior!!" The two operators next to him were startled, one left and one right supported him.

However, Da Mo pushed away the partner on the right.

His eyes seemed to light up all at once.

"Boss! That drummer!! The third drummer in the second row of the band on the bridge is not a student, but he is a high-risk traverser!!" Squeezed out a smile, "...I caught you!"

After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes and fell down in seconds.

If it weren't for the operator who was pushed away by him to support him again with quick eyes and hands, he would have landed directly on the back of his head.

After losing the phantom of the desert, the crowd seemed to quickly become fanatical again...

And a blue-purple electric light cut off the continuous rain and flew straight towards the band on the bridge.

(End of this chapter)