"We're here. This is our training venue, USJ."
"Oh, oh, oh, it's really USJ. It's amazing!"
"It's spectacular."
…
USJ, Majestic Academy's special disaster simulation venue. The entire venue was like a small city, shrouded in a giant cover made of special metal and glass, like a super large steamer basket. At the same time, it was also equipped with the most advanced defense and alarm facilities. The possibility of external invasion was almost zero.
Various disaster scenes were simulated in the venue. There was an amusement park in the middle of a flood, a small town engulfed by a mudslide, a building on fire, a city ravaged by a storm, and of course, a wilderness without anything … Almost all disasters that could occur in society could be found here.
The entrance to the venue was built in the middle and upper sections of USJ. The students entered through the entrance and stood on the high platform, just in time to see most of the disaster scenes. When these disaster scenes were activated, everyone could see the storm-ravaged city, the flooded amusement park, and the burning building … It wasn't a virtual scene projected by movie technology. Each disaster area was built on the basis of real materials.
"Oh my god, how much did this cost?"
Compared to the students' shock and surging emotions when they saw these disaster scenes, Ginshi Sakata felt a strong sense of social disparity. Just for this lesson alone, the amount of money that Majestic Academy had spent to simulate a disaster scene was probably an astronomical figure. For example, that burning building, even if it was just an empty shell, was built with real gold and real materials.
He thought about how he had to work so hard for the sake of thirty million yuan, while Majestic Academy only gave the students a class. The bill they casually threw out was probably far more than this number. This social disparity …
"Sakata-sensei, do you misunderstand something?"
"Hmm?"
"The disaster simulation scenes here are all created by the realm's hero, Teacher No.13, through his personality …" Aizawa Sensei said as he explained to the students, "Teacher No.13 is a hero who specializes in disaster rescue. His personality is like a black hole. He absorbs the actual disaster scenes and then places them in USJ for your training. Teacher No.13 was supposed to attend this class as well, but he switched classes with Yin Shi at the last minute …"
Aizawa Sensei rubbed his eyes. His dry eyes were acting up again. He waved his hand and said, "Ah, this kind of explaining is really not suitable for me. Sakata-sensei, I'll leave the rest to you."
Hearing that Teacher 13 didn't attend because he switched classes with Yinshi Sakata, some of the students couldn't help but feel disappointed. Teacher 13 was a very famous rescue hero, and many of the students admired him.
"Ahem!" Ginshi Sakata stepped forward, coughed lightly, and said in all seriousness, "Everyone, do you understand? A hero's job is to rescue others. If you only use violence and don't use your strength to save others, then you don't even have the right to be called a hero. This is the stage that Teacher 13 has specially created for all of you. You have to work hard, don't waste his painstaking efforts!"
Tsk — —
A few students suddenly let out a few sounds of contempt.
'You obviously just found out about this, but you still pretend to know about it.'
"Didn't you say that Omar would come? Why don't I see him?" Suddenly, someone asked.
"Ah …" Aizawa Sensei loosened his neck and looked up at the sky. He thought to himself, 'Speaking of which, I really don't see Omar. Did he get delayed on the road?
Well, since it's Omar, there's no need to worry too much about him. '
Yinshi Sakata pointed. "How can a hero like Omar appear so soon? The biggest hero should of course appear at the most critical moment. This is a necessary routine in a hot-blooded manga, you idiots!"
"Sensei." The eight million students raised their hands. "We don't seem to be characters in a manga, do we? It doesn't matter if we don't need that routine. "
"Don't interrupt when Sensei is speaking. Anyway, each of you will form a team of two and prepare yourselves. Training will begin in five minutes!"
"Alright …"
Before this, no one had heard of forming teams for this class. Since everyone was in the same class, it wasn't difficult to form a team.
"Liri classmate, shall we form a team?"
"Sure, Miritsufuri-kun."
Chu Hisashi Midoriya mustered up his courage and invited Liri to form a team with Ichiko. She smiled and agreed.
The eight million students looked around the crowd and finally walked up to Hong Jiao Bing, whose body was half-frozen. She rubbed her hands and asked, "Um, Hong Jiao, can I form a team with you?"
Hong Jiao Bing glanced at her and nodded. "Oh."
"Hey, Kagura-chan, form a team with me."
Kagura turned around. "Ah, it's Little Frog."
"Call me Meiyu-chan." Frogblowing Meiyu stuck out her tongue as she spoke. She had the personality of a frog, and she also looked like a frog. However, she was surprisingly cute and straightforward. She wasn't the type to keep her thoughts to herself. In some ways, her personality was similar to Kagura's, and the two of them had a good relationship.
Soon, the twenty students had formed seven or eight teams. They were all good friends or people who could help each other out. Of course, there were also some like Chu Hisashi Midoriya who wanted to stay with the girl he liked. There was only one person who hadn't formed a team yet.
Explosive Winner.
His personality was explosive, and he had a fiery temper. It was impossible for him to get along with anyone. Of course, he didn't like forming teams like this. That was why he didn't invite anyone, nor did anyone invite him. He just stood there impatiently and stomped his feet, occasionally glancing at Chu Hisashi Midoriya with a displeased expression.
However, there were twenty students, so no matter how they were divided, there would still be ten teams. In the end, one person walked up to him.
"Hey, Explosive Winner, form a team with me!"
Crack!
This person grinned and showed his steel-like arm. His name was Katsushima Sharuero. He had a tough personality and a strong hardcore style. He was a typical single-celled organism in hot-blooded manga, and one of the few people who wasn't afraid of Explosive Winner.
"Hmph!" Explosive Winner glared at him unhappily. "Don't drag me down!"
"Ah, you've seen my personality, right? If we work together, we'll definitely be invincible!" Katsushima grinned, completely ignoring Explosive Winner's overbearing attitude.
Explosive Winner curled his lips and didn't say anything else. When he looked at Ginshi Sakata, he secretly snorted.
A person who only knew how to use violence didn't have the qualifications to be a hero. Was he talking about him? Hmph, he didn't only know how to use violence. He could definitely become the strongest hero. Just wait and see, I'll definitely get first place in this training!
Explosive Winner secretly made up his mind. He had an extremely strong self-esteem, and the more people doubted him, the more he wanted to prove himself.
Five minutes later, the team was assembled, but Ginshi Sakata didn't give the order to start class. Not only were the students confused, even Aizawa Hideta, who was leaning against a nearby pillar with his eyes closed, didn't understand.
Buzz —
Just as Aizawa Hideta was about to remind them, the electrical appliance beside him suddenly became dim, as if it had some kind of short-circuit phenomenon. This slightly surprised him.
Then, as if he sensed something, he looked towards a fountain in the distance. He saw a whirlpool-like darkness rapidly spread out, and then strange people walked out of it one after another …
"What's going on with those people?"
"Are they playing the role of the enemy during rescue training?"
The students stared blankly at them, thinking that this was a drill.
"No, they're not playing the role of the enemy!" Aizawa Hideta's expression changed, and he put on his goggles as he walked forward. "They're invaders, real enemies!"
Eh … enemies?!
"Ohmet … Where's Ohmet?" Before the students could react, someone in the crowd spoke. Although his voice was low, it clearly reached everyone's ears. "It's rare for me to bring so many old friends here, but Ohmet, the symbol of peace, isn't here? Hey, hey, hey, this isn't the way to play, do you want me to kill these kids …"
"Eh, wait! If we kill all these kids, won't Ohmet appear? Ahhh … "In front of everyone's eyes, a man with countless broken hands attached to his body, and even his face was pressed down by a broken hand, opened his arms." That's right, as long as we kill everyone here, then … let's begin, the game of destroying the peace! "
Listening to this seemingly emotionless voice, the students couldn't help but tremble. Even though the two sides were clearly far apart, the intense malice emanating from the voice made their scalps numb. This was the enemy … These people, were these the existence that the professional heroes had been fighting against?
Also, what game of destroying the peace, were these people's targets Ohmet?!
Thinking of this, Ouji Midoriya felt a chill that seemed to come from the depths of his soul.
"Wait! Why did the enemy just come in like this? Isn't this the Majestic Academy's facility? Could it be that the sensors and the like are all paralyzed? "
"Maybe the enemy has the personality to deal with this kind of thing."
"No matter what, these people came prepared."
Listening to the nervous discussion of the students, Aizawa Hideta untied the bandages on his body and looked at Ginki Sakata. "Sakata-sensei, stay behind and protect the students, and find a way to contact the school to get reinforcements, these guys … Eh?"
Before Aizawa Hideta could finish, Ginki Sakata reached out and stopped him, tilting his head and smiling. "Aizawa sensei, is your personality not suitable for dealing with more than one enemy? Leave this kind of thing to me."
"But …"
"It's nothing. The so-called warriors are nothing but trash who are good for nothing other than fighting."
Ginki Sakata said as he walked forward, the Lake Toya hanging on his waist swaying.
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