Chapter 2: The Apocalypse Game

One of them was the school's beauty and the class president of Class 3-1, named Bonnie.

The other was his deskmate, Ritchie.

According to the information revealed, Ritchie would awaken a B-level supernatural ability.

And Bonnie, to Jeremy's astonishment, would awaken an S-level ability!

This made Jeremy take a second look at her.

She was the first person he had encountered capable of awakening an S-level supernatural ability. Bonnie furrowed her brows upon noticing Jeremy's gaze.

She had no fondness for a classmate who constantly skipped school yet still managed to outperform her academically. To her, Jeremy was simply squandering his time and talent.

Jeremy noticed Bonnie's expression but didn't mind it.

He was not about to quibble with a girl. They were from different worlds.

By this time, Ritchie had brought over the backpack.

Just as Jeremy was about to reach for it,

"Catch, Jeremy!"

For some reason, Ritchie decided to toss the backpack the short distance to Jeremy, striking what he believed to be a cool pose.

Jeremy sighed, already accustomed to Ritchie's antics, and caught the backpack firmly.

"Crash!"

Unexpectedly, due to the momentum, the backpack's zipper burst open.

Suddenly, weapons such as claw knives, nail blades, stun batons, military spikes, curved knives, and anti-wolf sprays were all exposed to the onlookers.

The whole class went silent instantly.

Everyone stared at the contents of Jeremy's backpack, including Bonnie, who was also taken aback. What was this guy doing with so many weapons in his backpack when he was just hanging around? Ritchie scratched his head, puzzled, "Are you... preparing for a fight or something?"

Jeremy, unfazed by the stares, zipped up his backpack and casually replied, "Something like that." Indeed, he was preparing for a fight, albeit potentially against monsters.

The classmates exchanged looks and subtly moved away from Jeremy.

It was best to keep a distance from such a dangerous person.

Bonnie hesitated on whether to report this to the teacher.

Ritchie, however, volunteered enthusiastically, "A fight? Count me in!"

As a good brother, fighting was a joint affair, even if it meant getting beaten up together.

Jeremy glanced at Ritchie. Despite being a bit odd, he was a good person at heart.

After thinking it over, Jeremy pulled a military knife from his backpack and handed it to Ritchie, saying earnestly, "Go wait for me on the rooftop. I'll come find you later."

Of course, Jeremy was deceiving him.

If the apocalypse were to arrive, Jeremy wasn't sure he could look after Ritchie. Keeping him in a place where no one else was seemed like the best option.

"Holy shit, a military knife!" Ritchie exclaimed with exhilaration as he took the knife, as if he had discovered some kind of rare treasure.

Several male classmates looked on enviously at Ritchie, utterly fascinated by the military-grade weapon.

Bonnie, on the other hand, watched Jeremy with a puzzled look, wondering where he had acquired such an item.

[Alert: 2 minutes and 31 seconds left until the apocalypse game begins.]

Jeremy's eyes flickered, wondering if it was all an illusion. He would soon find out.

Time ticked away.

Under Jeremy's watchful eye, the countdown began.

10 seconds... 9 seconds... 5 seconds!

Jeremy stared intently at the timer, his mind tense.

[Apocalypse game countdown: 3 seconds!]

[Apocalypse game countdown: 2 seconds!]

[Apocalypse game countdown: 1 second!]

Time reached zero!

A breeze passed, gently swaying the lush pines outside the teaching building, but nothing happened. It was the end of class, and the campus was as noisy as usual, with no signs of anything amiss. Jeremy frowned, questioning if it had all been his imagination.

Just then, Jeremy sensed something and abruptly looked up at the sky.

His pupils dilated in shock.

The sun in the sky had somehow turned blood red!

Simultaneously, crimson, blood-like text slowly began to appear in the sky.

[The Apocalypse Game Begins!]

[Game Introduction: Those eliminated under the light of evolution will turn into monsters, while the survivors will become players. Players can gain experience or items by killing monsters, and a few may awaken special supernatural abilities...]

Watching the lines of blood-red text slowly emerge in the sky, Jeremy didn't know whether to be relieved that it wasn't his illusion or to mourn the fact that the apocalypse had truly arrived.

The blood-red text continued to emerge, as if an invisible hand was writing with fresh blood.

[To enrich the player experience, various resource chests will be randomly refreshed in the game, containing powerful supernatural items that can help players quickly enhance their strength.]

[We will also periodically launch various game events. We wish all players a pleasant gaming experience.]

[Game Planner: The Hanged Man]

Reading the last line, Jeremy felt a chill run down his spine.

This apocalypse game was artificially created?!

Who or what was The Hanged Man, and what was the purpose behind creating this game?

Jeremy had countless questions but no answers.

Meanwhile, people outside also noticed the changes in the sky.

"The Apocalypse Game? The Hanged Man? Is this his prank?" Countless people looked up at the brilliant blood sun and the red text in the sky, all wearing faces of confusion, with many pulling out their phones to take photos and videos.

But then, they noticed something was amiss.

"My hand, my hand!"

A boy looked at the blood-red patterns on his hand in horror.

The blood patterns were spreading across his body at an alarming rate...

Then, the boy's body began to emit a red glow as if it was being scorched at high temperatures, with wisps of white smoke rising.