I am a reincarnation player.

Yuuki pushed the notebook over, and Hayasaka Ai looked down and fell into deep thought.

The first is that the frequency of battles in the city has increased by about ten percent. This thing is difficult to detect, but Shiina Hiwa still collected enough samples.

The second point was about the building. Through detailed observation, they found that the death arena was different from other buildings and seemed to be older, but without professional measuring tools, they could not be sure.

The third one was about Yuki. The photo of the golden skull played on the big screen in a loop, but there was an extra line of text underneath:

He will put an end to the shameless and take back the glory with the blood of the latter.

It's a bit like pre-game trash talk, but no one else has this comment, so it seems like they are deliberately trying to heat up the atmosphere.

"The deathmatch and the current state of the city are linked because of the spread of that frenzy." Hayasaka Ai pondered for a long time, then suddenly looked up. "Could it be that our initial guess was wrong?"

The initial speculation was that the person behind this required a ritual of "killing and glory", but now it seems more like some kind of prerequisite, an action led by the plot characters in the dungeon.

It sounds similar, but there are essential differences.

If a certain evil god requires this ritual, Yuki had better abide by the rules. According to experience, such a being is enough to crush all players, but if it is a plot character that takes the lead, it will be different.

"And what about that sentence you just said, 'Why did the war start, where did the blood come from'? You're not hiding something from me, are you?" Hayasaka Ai looked suspicious.

"Nothing, just said casually, just like the pseudonym 'Kevin', there is no deep meaning." Yuki was puzzled. He was still thinking about his initial guess.

It always feels right, but not entirely right.

"That's not like a line you can just say off the cuff."

"I just said it as I thought. There's nothing to hide." Yuki answered frankly. It was mainly Shiina Hiyori who was responsible for finding the secret. He couldn't know more than the other party.

It was just a preconceived notion. Ever since the bloodthirsty red moon, he had been reminding himself over and over again:

The reincarnation game will produce abnormal changes. The memories of the previous life can be used as a reference, but they must not be taken as the truth, otherwise it will kill people.

Maybe the taste in this copy is too familiar.

Yuuki made up an excuse and skipped the topic. "It seems that with the start of the Warriors' War, the atmosphere will become more and more enthusiastic, which indirectly proves that the plot is constantly developing."

"That doesn't sound good, but I don't know what it means."

"So we have to check. Isn't Hiyori afraid of the man in the red windbreaker and unable to explore the interior of the black building?" Yuki heard the knocks on the door. It was obvious that the battle had been arranged, but he picked up the coffee cup on the table, crossed his legs, and drank it leisurely.

"I'm betting now that he won't be willing to kill me."

......

"What? Kevin suddenly changed his mind and refused to fight?"

The apostle received the report quickly and his eyes became strange. Although this man had no honor, he was not averse to fighting. He was fundamentally different from those cowards who were eliminated.

Elke shook his head in confusion. "It's not really a rejection. He said he wanted to talk to the higher-ups of the cult."

"Talk? What's the point? He shouldn't be stupid enough to let us go." The apostle became even more confused and turned around: "Besides, didn't you go there?"

"He said I wasn't tall enough," Elke replied sullenly, equally confused.

Now that plans have begun, anticipation is building.

If the seed loses, the atmosphere will be extremely tense. If the seed wins, it will only suppress its anger further and wait for the day when it will completely explode.

Anyway, he didn't lose anything, but he didn't expect that when the time came, Yuki would create unexpected problems.

These people are playing tricks again. It feels so familiar. Why can't they just fight honestly?

The apostle was very familiar with this taste, and if it weren't for various reasons, he would be very interested in playing with Yuki.

But not now, my remaining sanity is not enough.

He covered his head lightly. Playing tricks requires a lot of brain power. Time has passed too long and he doesn't even have enough rationality to deduce Yuki's conspiracy.

"Have you explained to him the seriousness of refusing a death fight?"

"He said he wasn't rejecting me, he just wanted to talk."

"That's procrastination."

The apostle picked up a bloody head and fluttered it up and down in his hands.

When to fight and who to fight with are all arranged by the cult. As long as the player can bear the consequences, he can of course refuse.

But generally speaking, the success rate of fighting a cult to the death is lower, so it is better to follow the plot.

Kill, or endure?

The remaining rationality leaves it with only two choices.

Killing him is not difficult, but the question is why wait until now to kill him? The cult has its own role. I can't replace the seed, nor can I trigger the blood tide.

The apostle considered for a while, the fire in his eyes flickering, the crazy murderous intent boiling, but was suppressed by his remaining rationality.

"Okay, I'll go see him myself."

Chapter 18 A Group of Mentally Ill Patients (Part 2)

Yuuki and Hiyori reviewed the game several times and discovered that the Bloody Disaster dungeon was quite complex:

The cult organizes death matches, allowing the fighters' fighting to ignite the emotions of the audience. This frenzy then spreads from the eight death match arenas to the entire city, making the city's residents even more violent.

These things together create an absurd world where the people are like diodes, with their minds full of killing and glory.

Thinking deeper, there are several problems troubling players:

First, what exactly does the cult want to gain? Why does it want to make the city boil like a frying pan? If they just want a river of blood, they might as well do it themselves.

Second, where did the citizens and soldiers come from? At this rate of consumption, if it were Yaduo Town, they would have been wiped out several times.

Third, when did this copy start? At least judging from the order of construction, there are stages here.

Fourth, what is so special about players as seeds, and why is the cult deliberately creating the final battle between Yuuki and Adam?

Every question needs to be answered, but as the plot deepens, the secrets are gradually revealed.

For example, when Yuki saw the apostle wearing a blood-red windbreaker and a golden skull mask, more guesses appeared in his mind.

This person's soul fire is very strange. It has eight cylinders of similar colors, but retains its own color, like a hodgepodge.

He had seen Abate, Elk, and even ordinary cult members. Their souls were closer to the eight columns. As the highest level of the cult, they retained more.

"What kind of rule is this? The higher your status, the freer your self-awareness?"

In the lounge of Death Arena No. 1, Yuuki opened his Devil's Eye and stared at the other party suspiciously.

He bet right. The cult did not take any action to eliminate it. The person who discovered the Void Puppet also came, but the result was beyond his expectations.

"Have you seen enough?"

The fire in his eyes was burning, and he looked crazy and violent, as if every word he said was using reason to suppress murderous intent.

Yuuki couldn't smell any of his own kind at all. The person standing in front of him was a madman, and he was even more crazy than the clown before.

There was no conspiracy, and all his rationality was used to suppress the murderous intent. He finally understood why the people here were so simple and honest.

Under the crazy desire to kill, it is good enough that he can maintain a little rationality to make a simple plan. Or it can be said that the person in front of him is more patient and smarter than other characters in the copy, but he is not a normal person either.

"As long as you keep standing in the ring, you'll naturally understand everything." The apostle clenched his fists, looking very impatient. "What's the point of spending so much time and energy if you're going to die in the next round? It's better to focus and improve your chances of winning even a little bit."

Yuuki looked away slightly and said with a smile, "I'm afraid it will be too late to know by then."

"The Golden Skull is very strong."

"Ok?"

"I told you the Golden Skull is powerful. Why are you so concerned about things so far in the future? You should be thinking about whether you'll be alive in an hour, not whether you'll survive tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. No one in this city has a long-term perspective. Do you know why?" The apostle glanced at the two players in the room and said firmly:

"Because someone will challenge you and kill you in the next second. Thinking about it for even a second longer is courting death!"

Yuki raised his eyebrows when he heard this. He couldn't refute this logic because what he saw and heard along the way was exactly as the other party said.

Warriors only think about how to win the next game, and don’t have any lofty ideals.

But as someone with severe anxiety disorder, I just like to calculate things that will happen a long time in the future.

Yuki wasn't affected by the verbal attacks. He had his own philosophy of survival and continued to smile: "Are you the strongest person in this city?"

"Yes." The apostle's eyes were filled with eagerness, as if he had never had any hidden plans. "Do you want to give it a try? I will use all my strength, and you two can come together."

If Yuki challenges him, he will accept the challenge and then kill the other party. As for the plan, he will kill him first.

The murderous intent was too pure, Yuki's eyes twitched slightly, and Hayasaka Ai was even more confused.

After going through so many copies, this was the first time that the boss took the initiative to stand up to him. There was no sophisticated calculation, it was just that Yuki made a request out of testing.

I asked you to come, and you actually came.

real or fake?

This was completely different from the previous copies, which made him look suspicious. It was like a devil's hospital. He had to go through many difficulties before he could see Dean Fuchuan.

"You do not believe?"

"It's really a bit unbelievable."

"So I'll let you try it yourself. In this city, the description of 'strongest' cannot be used casually." The apostle opened his hands, completely releasing the heavy sense of oppression, and flames boiled in his eyes.

Hayasaka Ai instinctively reached for her gun and discovered that the other party's murderous intent was genuine. When she was stared at by that gaze, her muscles tensed unnaturally.

Her survival instinct made her run for her life, but her bloodlust made her fight back. Fortunately, Yuki held her hand at this moment, allowing her muscles to relax.

He is absolutely terrifyingly strong. Even if you risk your life, you have no chance of winning.

But doesn't Tip 1 say "The strongest is the champion"? Could this refer to the strongest player among themselves? But what about the warriors in the storyline?

Yuuki was full of doubts, but he skipped over it as if he hadn't heard it: "So it's polite for you to come in person?"

"No, this is a threat. If you don't fight the Golden Skull, the cult will arrange for me to be the opponent. I can fight one on one, one on two, or even your entire team." The apostle laughed harshly and pointed at Abate and Elk behind him.

"Or we can just proceed step by step. We don't care about glory, and we don't need a fighting arena. We should just have a fair fight like in the city!"

This naked threat completely utilizes the third hint. Why didn't the reincarnation game say that players had to accept the challenge, but the players all walked up to the ring obediently?

That's because fighting these people is a dead end.

The ritual itself is a protection for the players, and the 'seeds' must be of very precious value. It's not that they can't slaughter the players, but that doing so will gain nothing.

Yuki immediately understood why these people were so straightforward and didn't even think about kidnapping or coercion, nor did they care about the seniors secretly searching for secrets.

There's no need for that; if players lose their usefulness, they can just do it themselves.

If you can kill them all, go ahead.

"What do you want me to do?" Yuki took a deep breath.

"Just keep doing what you're doing now, fight with all your strength and in your own style."

Sure enough, they really took the route of first suppressing and then praising.

Yuki thought that this was what he was thinking, but he still didn't understand: "If you want me to fight Adam, why don't you make some arrangements for me?"

"That's not necessary. The warrior who kills you will also gain great glory, until he is killed by the next stronger warrior." The apostle was straightforward, eliminating Yuki's guesswork. "Now choose, fight me, or face your fate."

This is a fucking world of breeding insects, where the big fish eat the small fish, right? As for fate and all that...

Bullshit, your bottom line is very flexible. It’s just that my victory is worthless, and there is no point in dying now.

Yuki didn't believe a word of it, but the purpose of luring the tiger away from the mountain had been achieved, so there was no need to test other people's bottom line frantically.

"Okay, I see."

"That's what a warrior should be like." The apostle looked at the other party deeply. Even though he knew that Yuki had something to hide, he still made way for him nonchalantly.

"Go ahead. The Golden Skull has been waiting for you for two hours. I will witness you kill him with my own eyes."

Why do you feel like I'm your subordinate?

Yuuki was a little depressed, but she still walked past him with Hayasaka Ai and walked directly into the long corridor. The girl had a blank expression and her steps were a little stiff. It was not until the cheers of the audience came that she suddenly came to her senses.

"Why do I feel like everyone here is mentally ill? They are so... "

"He's too direct, isn't he? He really is like a mental patient. When he was talking just now, I was afraid that he would suddenly attack me." Yuki was also a little dazed.

In the past, it took a lot of effort to find out who the boss was, but now they just stand in front of you and give you a chance for a "fair fight".

But the main mission is not to kill the strongest. Even if you win, you can't come back. You will fight for your life when you have nothing better to do. As for slaughtering all the cult members and making your own rules?

If I could do it, I would kill Adam right now, why bother with all this effort.

Yuki rubbed his eyebrows. He was not afraid of calculations, but he was afraid of this kind of open conspiracy. He knew it was dangerous to go on, but he couldn't stop.