Wrong, my team members are from daily life

On the seventh day, SAO, one of Gin's several development projects for testing students' superpowers, was disrupted by an unknown enemy. All the cadres responsible for maintaining network security were laid off.

He suddenly had an idea and pressed the extremely talented Hitomi Mishima in front of the computer:

"Although I had guessed that the flies would follow the smell, I didn't expect them to be so difficult to deal with. Come on, let's teach them a lesson."

Mishima Hitomi shook her head like a rattle: "No, no! I have never touched these things."

Click.

The sound of a pistol being loaded was heard, and a cold gun barrel was pressed against her head.

"If you can't do that, you have no value. Trash should stay where trash belongs." Gin's cold mouth curled up.

In his view, there is no need for successors who cannot carry out his will to exist.

"Don't worry, they will teach you well."

Gudong.

Hitomi Mishima swallowed and looked at the programmers around her whose self-confidence had been completely shattered.

"I will work hard."

Gin smiled with satisfaction: "Don't worry, after finishing this order, I will ask my boss to increase your salary. Just prove your worth to me."

Thus, seven days of non-stop study and counterattack began.

at the moment……

"They clearly said before that I'd be free after completing this order. What a lie..."

When Hitomi Mishima, with dark circles under her eyes, carefully checked what seemed to be the second "last mission".

kill……

This was a very unfamiliar word to Hitomi Mishima. Although she had killed many monsters and her hands seemed to have a lot of blood, it was still different.

She looked down at the list, as if she was the god of death who was about to sentence the other party to death. But as she looked at it, her expression became strange.

"This is……"

Hitomi Mishima was very familiar with the names on the list in her hand. They were all spies planted into the SAO game by the organization and she accidentally saw them during the offensive and defensive battles.

Gin sneered: "That's right. They are all "dangerous factors" that may leak the organization's intelligence. Your task is to eliminate them."

"..."

These people were all peripheral members of the organization put in by Gin for some purpose. Most of them were used to test the security mechanism of the game, that is, to do whatever it takes to commit crimes.

Murder, fraud, instigation of crime, illegal money-making, and even how to kill people in a safe zone.

They will try every possible means to cause the death of people. This is used to test whether this game has any effect on the adult's spirit.

The existence of Kayaba Akihiko is also for testing, to see if there is a player who can break through the administrator's absolute authority and bring danger to that adult.

Therefore, even Kayaba Akihiko himself may not know that at the end of the game, he will be defeated by players as the final BOSS.

Gin thought that the court would interfere, but it didn't matter. No one could influence the online world. As long as they mastered the "bomb", the project would naturally continue.

As for the lives of the final 10,000 "lambs", if the experiment succeeds, then naturally no one can leave the game. If it fails, then there is no value in the experiment, and there is no need to protect them. All sins can be attributed to the dead Kayaba Akihiko.

And right now...

Gin didn't expect the imperial court to resort to such means. They hacked into their core server on the first day and changed the limiter necessary to detonate the bomb.

After that, they almost reversely hacked into their computers, exposing the organization completely to the public.

Good thing...

The "disciple" whom he had unexpectedly intercepted had unparalleled talent and turned the disadvantage around in just seven days.

This way.

Even if he accidentally offended the imperial court and was blocked and imprisoned by the imperial court through the Internet, that adult would be safe and sound.

As long as she passes the final test, she will become an "important piece of the puzzle" in that adult's "eternal life" plan.

Gain a status equal to Vermouth.

Thinking of this, Gin couldn't help but feel overjoyed.

Hum, Rum. I'll let you know who is the most loyal cadre of that master!

Gin pulled out a box of capsules from his pocket: "The targets are all in the city. Because they were hidden before, those people live in single-family unnamed apartments. They were not sent to the hospital by those flies."

"To be safe, use the drugs developed by the organization. After use, record the effects. You may take over Shirley's job in the future."

……

Hitomi Mishima followed Gin out of the laboratory without saying a word.

The sunlight shone on Hitomi Mishima's face again, making her dark circles even darker.

She barely shielded the sunlight with her hands, and through the gap, she saw the black uncle wearing sunglasses sitting in the Porsche 365A.

Gin gave the order in a low voice: "Vodka. This is Alaska. She will take over my position. From now on, you will follow her arrangements."

Vodka smiled honestly: "Okay, big brother."

After answering, he took off his black hat, revealing his Mediterranean head, and greeted, "Nice to meet you, Miss Alaska."

Hitomi Mishima held up her heaving eyelids and looked at the honest and burly man. She always felt that this man didn't seem very smart.

"Don't call me Alaska..."

It sounds like yelling at a dog, Hitomi Mishima complained.

"Okay, big sister. Big sister, what is our mission? Who are we going to kill?"

"Stop talking nonsense. Just follow Alaska." Gin interrupted Vodka's chattering and pushed Hitomi Mishima into the car.

I told you not to call me Alaska. Also, what's with your tone of "Hey, go walk the dog"?

Hitomi Mishima only dared to complain in her heart. Once she met Gin's cold eyes, she always felt her scalp tingling. She obediently handed the list to Vodka, leaned back in the chair, raised her head and closed her eyes.

"It doesn't matter what, just let me...get some sleep."

Chapter 481 Tong: Don’t you know what I have paid for this family?

"Big Sister? Big Sister, who is our first target?"

"zzZ..."

On the road, Vodka put his hands on the steering wheel and the Porsche moved forward in an orderly manner.

But I could only hear a slight snoring.

"Big sister?" Vodka turned around and saw Hitomi Mishima sleeping soundly in the chair, with saliva even flowing from the corners of her mouth without her knowing it.

"what's the situation?"

There are many weirdos in the organization, but he is the first one to fall asleep during a mission. Moreover, he looks very young...

and many more……

Vodka used his limited brain power for once:

Vermouth is quite old, but she looks very young. Could it be that...

Well, it's possible.

"After all, he is the successor designated by my eldest brother. Maybe he is testing me. I must show my enthusiasm!"

With this in mind, the Porsche slid through the bend in a beautiful drift.

Vodka stopped his Porsche downstairs of a single apartment building.

He looked at the big sister who was still sleeping in confusion, wondering whether to wake her up.

But soon, due to the inertia caused by parking, Hitomi Mishima’s sweet dream was awakened.

Sure enough, the big sister was just testing me...

"Big sister, we're here." Vodka said respectfully.

Hitomi Mishima stared at the dark circles under her eyes, her bad mood after waking up made her look gloomy.

"Are we there yet...Okay, let's go. Let's finish early and rest early."

She pushed open the door, took out [ST] from her pocket and put it on, took a look at the exterior of the apartment, and quickly found her target room by comparing it with big data.

She touched the capsule in her pocket and sent a message to Makise Kurisu.

God: [I have a batch of medicine here. Please help me analyze the ingredients and replace it with a medicine that won’t kill people but can cause fake death.]

Kamehameha: [Hitomi-chan, I heard you're in the special class. What's going on? Are you involved in some strange case again?]

God: [It’s a long story. I’m in a hurry to go back to bed. Can you hurry up? ]

Kamehameha: [You don’t even want to call me sister~~~~]

God: [Sister.]

In the laboratory, Makise Kurisu took out the capsule that Hitomi Mishima had put in from the shared warehouse. She was stunned for a moment, then put the powder into the instrument for testing.

"Isn't this APTX4869? I was worried about not having a sample, how come I got it so easily?"

Makise Kurisu was slightly surprised. The current shrinking potion was obtained by her and Haibara Ai through reverse deduction from the information in the CD. It was a little different from the authentic potion.

With the original sample, we can make a more effective "rejuvenation" drug.

at the moment……

"Since it's that organization, just give the semi-finished product to Tong..."

Thinking of this, Makise Kurisu placed the "Shrinking Potion" into the warehouse area controlled by Hitomi.

Apartment, Room 404.

Hitomi Mishima looked at the message that popped up on [ST], reached into her pocket, first took out a piece of wire, then inserted it into the keyhole with ease and turned it gently.

With a click, the door lock opened.

A faint stench followed.

She fanned her nose in disgust, put away the wire, took out the mask and put it on.

"What's going on?" She looked at the vodka beside her.

Vodka scratched his head. "Maybe no one has taken care of their personal hygiene for seven days. I remember that the test subjects were sent to the hospital, where the beds were made of special biodegradable materials that can automatically absorb the excrement."

"We don't have such conditions for those who have already decided to get rid of them."

Hitomi Mishima looked at the thin man on the bed and couldn't help complaining: "Even if we don't do anything, they will starve to death in a few days."

Vodka said as a matter of course: "This is not the aftermath."

Hitomi Mishima understood that the main purpose of her mission was not to kill these people, but to eliminate all traces of the organization.

Hitomi Mishima's eye information:

[Name: Vassago Casals]

A reserve cadre of the organization, mixed-race, handsome. Because he often judges his teammates, he is suspected of having mental problems and cannot be given a code name.

His apparent identity is a bar DJ.

He's a habitual offender...

Hitomi Mishima no longer had any psychological burden, so the smile of the scholar Gin Master widened:

"Vodka, according to the organization's conventions, how should we deal with this kind of rat who knows too many secrets of the organization?"

Vodka chuckled and said, "According to the boss's style, he would directly blow up this apartment."

hiss--

Hitomi Mishima exclaimed inwardly, is he so arrogant?

She hesitated and said, "Would it be too ostentatious..."

Vodka's smile faded and his expression became strange.

Hitomi Mishima quickly corrected herself: "What I meant is, we can just blow up this room. We can disguise it as a natural gas leak."

Vodka smiled again: "Big sister is still wise!"