There is something wrong with my infinite flow teammates!

Hui smiled helplessly, then her expression changed, she looked at him seriously, and said in a deep voice: "If that's the case... If we won't meet again, then I wish you a good death."

This gentle and serious blessing, which also carried a hint of determination and cruelty, made Illidan tremble all over.

To die for a good cause... is the greatest comfort for demon hunters... it is their faith.

They gave everything!

Illidan looked at the little girl, trembling, and took out a small bottle from his arms... and threw it over. This was his last bottle of eternal water, and it was also the last gift he could give.

The girl looked at the bottle in her hand in surprise and subconsciously wanted to refuse. But Illidan's firm gaze made her hold the bottle tightly and bow deeply.

Then, she ran towards the two seniors, a man and a woman, who were approaching.

That was her family and it was time for them to go home.

……

The demon hunter stared blankly at the gray sky, a layer of white frost accumulated on his shoulders and head. The cold snowflakes hit his face, making him feel a little chilly.

Go home, family...what distant and vague words.

Except for his brother whom he hated, he could not remember what his parents looked like. He only remembered that his mother was the previous Moon Priestess and his father was the previous Archdruid.

Ten thousand years may be eternity to mortals.

To Illidan, it felt... very long, yet seemed to be fleeting.

Illidan closed his eyes and felt the biting cold wind of Northrend. The demon wings on his back flapped a few times, shaking off the snow on his body.

His back makes people feel a little lonely, just a little bit.

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Volume 0: Gantz

Chapter 1: The long-awaited return

Compared to the space teleportation spells in the world of Azeroth, the teleportation of the observer is obviously much softer. It is like waking up from a dream, but without the heavy feeling of fatigue.

The vision became clear from hazy, and what came into view was lush green. The clear air was filled with the faint fragrance of flowers. Feeling the melodious birdsong, Kitahara Kong's mood also became relaxed.

It is still a dreamlike, beautiful and familiar environment like a magic forest. This return feels like a "long time no see".

Kitahara Sora looked around, and the silhouettes of the team members gradually became clearer, and everyone came back.

Except for the fact that the disappeared ancient tree that belonged to him had not been restored yet, nothing had changed here.

"Welcome home."

A cold yet gentle voice sounded in my ears. I slowly turned my head and saw Yukino with white hair looking at me with a faint smile.

"I am back."

Kitahara Sora took Xueno's cold and soft little hand and gently tucked a strand of messy hair on her forehead behind her ear.

But as soon as Kitahara Sora finished speaking, he felt a strong breath of death coming. The soft grass under Yukino's feet began to die, the green grass withered, the flowers died, and the white frost quickly spread out from her as the center to the surroundings.

"This……"

"I am still a dead body. The observer just gave me a hint that I must restore my body to normal."

"Body of Death..." Beiyuan Kong was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said, "Is the curse of natural disasters so strong?"

Yukino nodded slightly, and then her body was wrapped in a soft green light and slowly floated into the air. At the same time, Hayato Hayama also entered the repair state.

Looking at the two balls of soft green light, Kitahara Sora felt a sense of emotion. He suddenly turned his head to look at his teammates, "Except for these two, you are all not injured, right?"

Hui Yu Shiyu shook her head slowly, and Feng Jian Yuji said softly: "I was hit by the Paladin's Judgment, but I have been repaired by the priests of the Holy Light Army. Daigo just consumed too much mental energy and has recovered."

"What about you?"

Kitahara Sora looked at Aso Takuto. This kid was indeed a genius in mechanics.

In just a few days, he completed the transformation of the huge magical mecha and turned the independent mecha into a manned mecha. If it were not for his support, it would be hard to say whether Ronin and Jaina could survive.

"Eh? Me? I'm fine. I'm fine."

Aso Takuto waved his hand casually, then his face darkened, and he suddenly hugged Kitahara Sora tightly, screaming, "Captain, I miss you so much, don't you know. Everyone feels wrong when you're not here!!!"

Kitahara Sora was stunned and got goosebumps all over his body. He looked down in confusion at the sloppy young man who was hugging him.

This guy cried with snot and tears, "Everyone is dead and silent when you're not here. Big Sister has become too scary... I thought I would be sacrificed by her."

"Grass."

Beiyuankong stretched out his hand and picked him up like a chicken. The guy was in tears and looked very sad.

If there hadn't been hot pot oil stains on the corners of his mouth, I would have almost believed it.

She lowered her head to look at the stain on her chest that he had rubbed against her, then smiled and said, "Sacrifice? I'll sacrifice you first."

"Eh?"

Takuto Aso was stunned, looking confused.

"Come on, I don't know you?"

Beiyuankong put him down and said unhappily, "I'm on a mission, and combined with this mission, I also earned a lot of points, right? Are you used to asking for help?"

Hearing this, the boy's expression changed 180 degrees, with a fawning look on his face, "Ah, that... Captain, hehe, I was just kidding. I'm not that kind of person! That kind of thing, there's no such thing, hehe..."

"There's none?"

Kitahara Sora was happy, "I'm not the captain now. When Yukino gets better later, I'll tell her your idea. I'll give you as much as she agrees to give you. I'm not the one in charge now."

Hearing this, Aso Takuto's face was like a chrysanthemum blooming, and he smiled so brightly, "Eh... this is not good, this..."

But just as he was about to smile, he suddenly remembered something and was startled, almost frightened to death.

The boy immediately shook his head in panic, and immediately put on a righteous and generous look, and said seriously: "No, Captain, you misunderstood me. I really just haven't seen you for too long and I miss you very much! I absolutely don't have any other thoughts. Please don't tell the big sister about your guess!"

He bowed vigorously and shouted loudly: "Please!!!"

Seeing this guy's confident look, Beiyuan Kong waved his hands helplessly. This guy is indeed quite interesting, and his optimistic and cheerful personality makes it impossible to dislike him at all.

"Alright, alright. I know you've controlled a magic mecha before and now you're itching to do something. Once I've allocated the points, I'll provide you with the appropriate amount of support."

Seeing that she ignored the tangled expression of surprise and worry on his face, Kitahara Sora looked at Hui and Kasumigaoka Utaha. The two girls looked at each other, and then both looked down at their own messy bodies.

"Let's go take a shower first."

Without saying a word, Kasumigaoka Utaha pulled Hui and walked towards the tree house.

When he reached that side, he didn't let go of her hand yet. Fatty Xia whispered something in Hui's ear, then forcibly pulled her into the door of his private space.

Because they were far apart, I couldn't hear what they said, but Hui kept shaking her head in panic and pulling her hand back violently.

But Fatty Xia acted even faster. Before she could react, he suddenly hugged her body and pushed her hard inside, then closed the door with a bang.

Well...in Japan, taking a bath together is a proof of the close relationship between best friends.

Finally, Kitahara Sora turned his gaze to the only stranger present.

This guy's face is very dark. Although I have never met him, from his appearance, I feel that he has lost a lot of weight in recent days.

He was wearing a camouflage uniform, but the size of the uniform was a little ill-fitting. This uniform was given to him by Kobayashi Daigo. Although he was curiously looking at the surrounding environment, his eyes still revealed a trace of panic and confusion, as if he had not yet recovered from the mission.

He was the only newcomer who survived the mission. He had been staying in the Dark Temple obediently. After being teleported to Argus, he immediately boarded Turalyon's Holy Light Battleship. He was extremely obedient throughout the entire mission.

"Araki Tsukasa?" Kitahara Sora asked.

"Ah, yes!"

Araki was obviously startled when he heard the handsome young man calling his name. He subconsciously stood up straight and stood at attention, saying loudly:

"Araki Tsukasa, 35 years old, a criminal police officer by profession, and a police inspector by rank, working at the Chiba Police Station."

"Wow, he's still a high-ranking official."

Beiyuan Kong glanced at everyone and smiled, "At least from your attitude, I can see that your worldview has been reshaped."

"that……"

"Just call me Kitahara. I'm the former captain of the Izumo team." Kitahara Sora waved his hand. "To be honest, I noticed your name on the team page when I was resurrected, but I was quite surprised that you survived in the end."

Hearing this, Araki Tsukasa gave a bitter smile, and his tense nerves relaxed a little.

How could he not know Kitahara? It was just that Kitahara Sora had forgotten him. He was personally investigating the disappearance of him and the second lady of Yukinoshita, and because the person who talked to the two was Araki's subordinate, he and Kitahara Sora had only met once.

"Mr. Araki, don't be so reserved." Kitahara Sora turned his head to look at the green ball floating in front of the observer, then looked in the direction of the pavilion, "Let's go over there and talk."

"When their bodies have been repaired, and Kasumigaoka and Kei have almost finished washing up, the observers will distribute the rewards, and then we can move freely."

After Araki Tsukasa nodded slowly, he was not in a hurry to return to reality since he heard it at the beginning.

Except for the nervous Aso Takuto who rushed into his own space, the other four walked towards the pavilion over there.

After everyone sat down, Kitahara Sora suddenly took out a few bottles of drinks from his ring and distributed them to everyone. He then noticed Araki Tsukasa's dark, haggard face and cracked lips, and suddenly seemed to remember something.

They have been in the world of Azeroth for almost half a month. The world of Azeroth has a complete worldview, and the map is naturally countless times larger in the game, almost the same as reality.

Without a teleportation point, most of the time was spent on the road. It took Xueno several days to accompany Ronin to the bottom of the sea in order to gain their trust.

Why did Hui and Kasumigaoka rush to take a shower just now? The two girls hadn't taken a shower for half a month and had experienced many battles, so their bodies were already dirty. Except for Yukino, who was relatively clean, everyone looked like refugees.

As a modern man who had never experienced any enhancement, it is easy to imagine how miserable Araki Tsukasa's life was in that semi-barbaric Middle Ages.

"By the way, Mr. Araki, Illidan didn't give you anything to eat?"

"Ah, no. It's just...it's just..."

Araki Tsukasa looked embarrassed and didn't say anything else. He seemed to have thought of something horrible, and his dark face turned pale with fear.

It’s just that the food is hard to swallow!

The names of those foods sounded very impressive, such as roasted Komodo tenderloin, stewed radish with space-jumping beast, stewed thorn flowers with velociraptor meat, roasted stone-scale eel with nether grass...but I couldn't eat them at all.

As long as it is grilled meat, it will be streaked with blood. As long as it is stewed, the soup will be filled with various unknown black floating objects and the corpses of various flying insects. Various cute little things with eight times more protein than beef are in almost every meal.

Even the containers that held food were covered with a layer of black wax-like dirt.

I can't even describe the appearance, let alone the smell. If I have to say it's... clean and hygienic, but a little smelly.

As a Japanese who lives a good life, Araki Tsukasa's wife's cooking skills are naturally beyond reproach. After get off work, he went to the izakaya with his colleagues to drink and eat the most exquisite Japanese food. Where else have you experienced such unique food?

In this situation, even if Bear Grylls came, he would have no choice but to beg for mercy.

So, after enduring for a few days, he lodged a solemn protest. But Illidan's order was to just keep him alive, and the evil orcs who were taking care of him were all idiots, so how could they understand what he was saying?

His angry and furious roars were seen as happy and excited shouts by the other party. The angrier he was, the more excited the other party became. Inspector Araki was almost beaten to death by the orc with one punch.

There was no way. Those evil beastmen became fools, and their belligerence factors were magnified countless times. Araki's shouting was regarded as an invitation to an honorable fight.

Fortunately, the protest was effective. The next day, the evil orc finally brought him a relatively clean porcelain bowl to serve him food.

When the extremely hungry Araki Tsukasa finished the bowl in one gulp, he found that the container was a bit strange. After careful observation, he was shocked to find that the white "porcelain bowl" was actually a skull!

He was stunned, and finally came to his senses after being in a daze for half a day. Then he cried, really cried... What could he do? It wasn't like the other person was torturing him on purpose, it was just that their values ​​didn't match.

Looking at him like that, Kitahara Sora finally understood something.

After slowly closing his eyes, he exchanged a bowl of hot ramen from the observer.

Inspector Araki stared blankly at the steaming ramen that night. The overflowing aroma drifted into his nostrils: milky pork bone broth, neatly cut large slices of bacon, bright soft-boiled eggs, and finely chopped bonito and seaweed scraps...

"Kitahara-san..."

Officer Araki's throat moved and his eyes turned red.

"Eat."

"C-can I?" Araki Tsukasa stared at the bowl of ramen.

Kitahara Sora smiled bitterly and said, "But eat slowly. You haven't strengthened yet, and your stomach can't take it."

"Thank you, thank you! Thank you!"

After getting the consent again, the high-ranking police inspector looked like a villain who saw a naked girl. His eyes were red, and he started to eat with chopsticks. He looked just like a starving ghost.

“Is it that bad?”

Kitahara Sora stared blankly at the police officer, complaining in his heart.

Azeroth is currently at the level of a steam civilization, so the food will definitely not be much worse than in reality. The Pandaren have probably come up with eight major cuisines.