Long Live Money in Anime Crossover

Heathcliff was dumbfounded, so what?

“Let me answer for you, Heathcliff. I confess, that’s why I’m telling everyone the truth, because I truly know it, and you, Heathcliff, won’t let me tell it…”

"This is so troublesome, sir. Do you already have Alzheimer's? What do you want me to do? I don't understand!"

Momo's faint smile, tinged with endless mockery, plunged Heathcliff's heart into despair.

At some point, Momer had constructed a logical loop in which no matter what Heathcliff did, he was always wrong.

Do it, do it, do it, make mistakes, make mistakes, make mistakes. If you keep making mistakes, how can you fight back?

Heathcliff suddenly realized that he had somehow gotten himself into trouble!

"Gentlemen."

Mo Mo turned around and faced the thousands of players who were already looking terrified. He said, "I can't prove the truth of anything I say. Logically speaking, I might be talking nonsense. So whether you let me continue or not, and how much of what I say you believe, is all up to you."

Mo Mo spread his hands, revealing his entire body as if to prove his sincerity, and said, "So, I leave what I should do to you."

Heathcliff hesitated, unsure what else he could say.

Not stopping it is definitely not an option, but if we do stop it, what reasons should we use?

The players looked at each other, and naturally looked at the people around them. They really didn't want to believe Mo Mo's words, but right now only Mo Mo had the truth, and the truth that still had a sliver of credibility.

In fact, humans have a tendency to think in terms of conspiracy theories. Apart from a few rational people, most people, when faced with a collection of chaotic and complex events, always try to find some reasons that allow them to see the big picture.

For example, mysterious forces, unknown organizations, and the mastermind behind everything. This isn't human folly, but rather a way of thinking that helps humans connect with and understand everything more easily and conveniently.

Although the conclusion of this understanding is wrong.

However, in real society, especially in today's information age, the most troublesome problem is that you often cannot prove that everything is wrong.

Therefore, whether one believes or not often depends solely on the amount of reason that prevails in a person's mind at a particular moment.

Right now, the players are panicked, instinctively relying on familiar people around them, but those familiar people are just as panicked as they are, and panic is spreading among the players.

And who can stop all of this?

"Speak...tell me! I want to hear it, even if it's...the darkest thing, I want to hear it!"

One of the Guardian Knights stepped forward. He wasn't as famous as Mo Mo and the others, but he was still a squad leader based on his strength.

His speech ignited everyone's thoughts; to listen or not to listen, that was a choice.

“What if he’s talking nonsense!” one of the players next to him tried to refute.

"But if you don't listen to the whole story, you can't possibly distinguish right from wrong! Only by knowing everything can you tell right from wrong!"

The player's words resonated with everyone, and they looked at Momo again with a mixture of fear and hope.

"It seems that everyone has made a decision."

"I am happy, but I am also sad. I am happy that everyone has mustered the courage to face all of this, which is good. But I am sad that what awaits everyone is not good news at all."

Mo Mo's face darkened, and everyone else's faces turned ashen as their hearts leaped into their throats, awaiting Mo Mo's final verdict.

"This is a large-scale testing ground, the purpose of which is to squeeze all the players, make them erupt with all kinds of emotions, and then collect all the emotions to improve the AI ​​of the NPCs. Finally, when the AI ​​is advanced to a high enough level, these AIs can be used as the control core of unmanned weapons."

"In this way, Japan will possess a vast array of highly intelligent and fearless weapons of war. This is what the politicians are thinking, this is the country's conspiracy!"

Momo raised his hand, and all the players' faces were filled with despair, their faces flushed with anger.

"However, this is not the darkest conspiracy, the darkest... the darkest..."

Mo Mo's voice suddenly lowered, as if even his voice had become choked up. It was unclear whether Mo Mo was thinking of something or was afraid of something.

"Mo Mo, stop misleading the players!"

Heathcliff attempted a final act of resistance, but he was instantly drowned out by the roars of countless players.

"Tell me, what exactly happened!"

"Please, Momo, stop keeping us in suspense! What's the truth behind this game?!"

"No, stop him from talking, stop him from talking... I don't want to hear it, I don't want to hear it!"

Some female players broke down in tears, but the vast majority of players were filled with righteous indignation. No matter what darkness lay behind it, they were determined to find out!

"This game..."

Mo Mo's voice finally returned to normal, but anyone could hear the tremor in it.

"...This game..."

"No one will survive."

"Everyone will be used as guinea pigs and killed in the game!"

093 I won't take the blame for this!

The cold reality was devoid of any emotion, and the somber tone shattered everyone's psychological defenses.

Mo Mo's words were like knives, sharp knives, barbed knives, piercing into everyone's chests, breaking through the last line of defense in their hearts. And then, the knife was pulled out, its serrated blade tearing their hearts to shreds, draining the last vestiges of passion from each person.

Even if it's lost, there's still hope, and there's still perseverance.

Without inner conviction, who has the strength to stand up and face this unbearable and terrifying reality?

Many players collapsed to the ground, and some even fainted. Many girls started crying, and many boys started crying too.

At this moment, no one would blame them, because everyone wanted to burst into tears. Let the crying express their despair, and in the crying, extinguish their last hope.

However, there are always exceptions, or rather, people who are unwilling to believe the horrific truth.

"Hey, hey, hey! Mo Mo, you've gone too far with your lies! People actually believe this conspiracy theory... well, it seems quite a few do. Now that you've created this mess, how are you going to clean it up?"

"Or rather, is it simply impossible to salvage this situation now?"

Reimu Hakurei scanned the faces on the verge of collapse. In an instant, Momo shattered their months of perseverance and cut off their path forward, leading them into a deadly abyss.

There is no hope, no light, only death.

"end?"

Mo Mo blinked, adopting the innocent and kind expression of a good child, and smiled, "Why do we need to end this?"

"Why should we end this? That's your question!"

Reimu Hakurei was a little angry, but then she thought about it and realized that this was indeed a mess that was hard to clean up. But what would happen if she didn't clean it up?

In an instant, Reimu Hakurei seemed to understand.

She pursed her lips, tapped her forehead, and seemed to realize something.

"It seems... it's not a big deal if we don't end it..."

Reimu Hakurei was speechless. Had she become corrupted after following Momo for the past few months? Why did she suddenly understand such scheming and plotting so easily, you bastard!

Give back to Reimu Hakurei, the innocent, pure, kind, and childlike shrine maiden with 10 points of integrity!

"Not bad! Little Lingmeng, you actually figured it out, congratulations! Love you! Mwah!"

"Get out! I want to die..."

Mo Mo shrugged indifferently and said, "Well, that's how it is. So what if the scene is big? So what if the situation is chaotic? I set up a fuse from the beginning. With this fuse, no matter what happens, it won't lead to the worst outcome."

"Or rather, the worst outcome is that everything goes smoothly, all the players diligently spend years, suffer countless deaths and injuries, and painstakingly break through this game, only to find out upon returning to reality..."

Mo Mo smiled knowingly and said, "We've discovered this is a death trap game. Those incompetent players who were eliminated or died in the game have already started living normal lives in reality."

"And the biggest result of the perseverance, the victors, and the players who have made countless efforts in these games is that they have successfully made themselves stay in the game for longer and longer..."

"Hey, I suddenly realized that this concept is surprisingly interesting and fun!"

"You did all of this, you monster!"

Mo Mo shrugged and said, "It's a pity others don't know! So whatever bad consequences my actions cause, or rather, the greater the bad consequences I cause, the greater the contribution I make in the real world!"

"If I had a way to make all the players on the field die and leave the game at the same time, I'd probably have several thousand more loyal followers in real life tomorrow. Do you believe me?"

Reimu Hakurei scanned all the players present and said, "Was all of this part of your plan from the beginning...?"

"Well, who knows? Maybe it was a coincidence, a chain formed by chance, and even God, who created all these stories, was surprised by how the story unfolded."

"Pshaw, who would believe that?"

Mo Mo looked at all the players with a calm, indifferent gaze, and said, "From the very beginning, Kayaba Akihiko was destined to lose this game. Because he is a protector, protecting this game, and his identity determines that whatever he does will be wrong."

"But I can be any identity. When I'm happy, I can be a leader; when I'm bored, I can be a passerby; when I'm angry, I can become a destroyer. And destruction is always easier than construction and protection."

"In the end, this world, Aincrad, became a mirror world, the opposite of the real world, because of my deal with Kayaba Akihiko."

Mo Mo smiled triumphantly and said, "Doing evil in this world is doing good in the real world. Doing good in this world is doing evil in the real world."

"Good and evil, evil and good, sometimes that's what makes things so interesting."

"Now, I'm indifferent to this game. I'm going to overturn the chessboard, I'm going to do evil, I'm going to... become a kind and righteous hero."

"Next, the hero Momo, the tragic hero Momo, is about to make his appearance. Are you looking forward to it, Little Lingmeng?"

"I look forward to your early death!"

While Momo and Reimu Hakurei were exchanging thoughts, a large group of players rushed towards Momo. Their eyes were bloodshot, and they were armed. Among them were even some of Momo's acquaintances.

Klein, Akiel.

"Mo Mo! Is what you're saying true or false? Don't tell me it's all true, or that you made it all up! Why would you make up such a lie!"

This time, it wasn't Kayaba Akihiko who was criticizing Momo, but Klein. Although Klein loudly accused Momo, his hands were trembling, and his body was shaking uncontrollably.

No one can face death directly, especially when you know it's imminent and you can't avoid it, and all you can do is quietly wait for it to happen.

This is the most terrifying way to die: waiting for death.

Momo continued to look at Klein with a mournful gaze. He did not blame Klein; the fear of death is human nature, and even Momo was afraid of death.

"I'm sorry, Klein, that's all I know. As for whether it's true or false... I wasn't really involved, so I can't provide any evidence... Even if I were involved, what evidence could I possibly provide now?"

"Mo Mojun!"

Agil's face turned ashen, but he managed to maintain his composure and said, "How credible are your words? How do you know all this? And what about the question from earlier? Why did you meet Kayaba Akihiko? Can you tell us all of this?"

Agil's words gave those around him a glimmer of hope, if Momo had only heard rumors...

Even Heathcliff, who had reached out to Momo, gritted his teeth and stepped forward. At this point, he had to do everything possible to refute Momo, otherwise everything would really be over.