Seeing the sudden rushing in and pointing the black muzzle in his hand at the crowd of the funeral club, the two thousand students were immediately frightened and silent, shaking together one by one, completely losing the previous passionate blood. At the same time, most people directly turned their eyes to Thrall, who had a cold face on the podium. They knew that judging from their previous performances, Thrall should be the leader of this group of people.

"What do you...you want to do!? Don't mess around! This is a public school!"

Looking at Namba's show in the middle of the crowd, he could no longer find his calmness and shrewdness in his face. Although he still said this with a tough voice, he trembled more than everyone next to him. He desperately shrank his body into the middle of the crowd, trying to let others block the guns in the hands of those around him.

Seeing this guy's performance at this moment, Thrall on the podium also snorted disdainfully. If he hadn't appeared in this plane, he would have known what kind of bastards would have done next, so since the moment this guy emerged, Thrall had been sentenced to death in his heart!

Recalling the plots that followed in the original work, then, Thrall subconsciously glanced at Arisa, who had not yet reacted and had a trace of grievance in the corner of his eyes. He couldn't help feeling extremely uncomfortable. Involuntarily, his disgust for this Namba show became a little more aggravated.

"Shut him up!"

Sar said impatiently, and saw the three soldiers of the funeral club closest to Namba Show quickly pushed the crowd away, regardless of his hard struggle, dragged it out of it. Then one of them raised it up. The other slapped it hard and slapped it in the face!

The loud "pa" sound kept recalling in the auditorium. In just a few seconds, the handsome face of Namba Show turned into a red and swollen pig's head. Not to mention the blood in his mouth, even his big teeth were suffocated several times!

Just kidding, the soldiers of the funeral club are not tough guys who are experienced in battle, and they can do their best. How could this spoiled young master be able to withstand it?

After a while, Namba's show was completely gone, and he fell softly on the ground with a "thump". He could only pant and breathe heavily, and could not say a word.

Seeing this, Thrall felt relieved, then turned around and spoke to the students below: "I believe many people know my name! But you may not know who I am yet!"

As soon as this statement was spoken, the students looked at me and looked at you, and they didn't understand what the other party meant. But then, Thrall relieved their doubts. He smiled and continued: "Introduce yourself again! I, Thrall Lancelot, the new leader of the funeral club! At the same time, from today, he is also the president of the No. 1 university in Tianwangzhou! Your new leader!"

With a "coaxing" sound, everyone below suddenly became in chaos. This guy is actually the leader of the terrorist organization with the largest reputation? So now those who point guns at them are terrorists? Can they survive when doing things under these fierce and famous guys?

However, although they were shocked, they did not dare to protest like they did just now. They were all crying in fear, begging for mercy, and some timid students actually peed their pants on the spot!

"Shut up all of them!!"

It seemed that I was very satisfied with everyone's performance at this time. Thrall let them quarrel for a while before he shouted again. When the noise came to an abrupt end, he continued: "From now on, I will use special equipment to classify you according to the potential of each of you! As long as I think I can contribute to this group, I will receive the best treatment, various daily necessities and sufficient vaccines, and have certain command rights in the academy!"

"But if you are not very useful after testing, you must exchange them for enough work. The main task is to go out and find supplies. Of course, I will not force you to work. But if you decide to play this kind of despicable thing, get out of here immediately! In my hands, don't keep idle people!"

After saying that, the students in the auditorium were all shocked and angry, but none of them dared to protest. They all looked at Thal on the stage with complicated faces, but a few people also showed a look of expectation on their faces. Although they didn't know what potential he was talking about, they might be classified as "useful"?

"I'll say one thing in the end, the people around me are all my leaders. When your test results come out, I'll arrange specific things for you! Okay, now, I'm willing to do what I said, and all of them are lined up for testing. For those who want to eat a meal, get out immediately! Above!"

Finally, Thrall pointed to the people behind him and waited for him, said this and turned around and walked away.

Naturally, none of the students below were willing to leave the school. After all, they knew that no matter who was led here, they were many times safer than outside. The members of the funeral community had already known what they should do. Three of them each took out a void combat power detector found from the ruins of the GHQ branch a few days ago and began to test the students.

Looking at Sar, as soon as he got off the stage, Argo accelerated a few steps and said hesitantly: "Sar, will it be too much to treat these students like this..."

"I know what you're going to say, Argo."

Hearing this, Sar smiled and interrupted him. Then he saw that Arisa, Ayase, Tsubasa, Dayun, Akatsuki and Ji people were not very good-looking. He shook his head and sighed, and continued: "I know you all think I did this too much, but you also know that although we have many vaccines now, if we allocate enough to everyone, we can't hold on for too long. And the lockdown of GHQ is still unknown to what year and month it will last!"

"I understand this! But they are all just some students! The vaccine is gone, so we can just look for it again, right??"

Argo said excitedly. Although this guy looks cold on weekdays, he is still filled with a sense of justice everywhere.

"Let's look for it again? It's simple! Do you believe it or not? Now these five hundred boxes of vaccines are all in this city!?"

Hearing this, Thrall immediately interrupted it, and then paused, and continued in a slight tone, "...After they tested, I will draw out everyone's void and let them hold it on their own, thus forming a void corps. I hope you understand that the reason I want to formulate this hierarchical system is just to ensure the vaccine first to those with certain combat power, so that they can have a greater chance of inventory when they break out of the blockade circle! You should know that those who have low void level and do not have the ability to protect themselves, even if they give them enough vaccines, they will definitely die under the fire of GHQ!"

"After all, relying on our current strength, it is impossible to save all students under the attack of GHQ. Everything... can only depend on themselves."

As he said that, Thrall's face was also a little lonely. He ignored everyone's performance and turned around and walked out.

Looking at the rest of the people, they also understood what Thrall meant. Although they still wanted to protest, they found that they could not say anything to refute Thrall. They had to look at each other for a while and turn all their bitterness and unwillingness into a sigh.

The next thing went very smoothly. With the efficient actions of the funeral community, it took only one day to test the void level of 2,000 students from all over the college.

Thrall has set up three levels before, the first level, with a void combat power of more than 2,000, he will be included in his "protective guard", and this "protective guard" will be the core combat power in the entire academy at that time and enjoy the best treatment.

The second level is those students with void combat power of more than 1,000. Thrall arranged for them to maintain order in the academy during this period and be responsible for daily patrol and alert. Of course, the treatment of these people is more than twice as bad as that of the first level students.

The students who were assigned to the worst third level are responsible for cooking and washing clothes for others in the academy, looking for supplies, cleaning up garbage, carrying heavy objects and other miscellaneous tasks.

In the final test results, there were only 105 students who were able to reach the first level, and there were more than 700 students in the second level, while the remaining more than 1,000 students were all the lowest third-class. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!