Tokyo Sound

Yin Ze looked at the scene of the narrow victory, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with lingering fear, and rubbed his wrist.

He was almost slaughtered in public and lost all his face.

In fact, after experiencing the nightmare level, he was already afraid and wanted to quit the game. But everyone seemed to be in high spirits, so he had to bite the bullet and continue.

In the second act of the prologue, the enemy had six lizardmen, two of whom were advanced ranged soldiers that could throw rocks, and the team lost their only advantage. The casualties of the team were extremely heavy. The loyal Captain Hans was unfortunately killed by mud and rocks in the first round. He could not be saved and died heroically.

In the third act of the prologue, a Level 2 Lizard Warlock appears on the opposite side. The small fireballs shot out by his tattered wooden staff can instantly kill anyone he catches.

In the fourth act of the prologue, the wagon train was basically dead except for the great-grandmother who was always waiting in the rear... Just when he was about to use the French military salute, the supporting characters arrived at the scene. The heavy sword brother in black armor entered the scene, and his fighting power was at least equivalent to five captains of Hans. The situation suddenly became clear, and the big brother could kill them all by himself.

Prologue, finale.

Looking at the Lv5 Lizardman Captain standing in front of him, Yin Ze felt helpless as if he was facing a natural disaster.

All that was left on his side was the lonely Aivani, and the Lv5 heavy swordsman who had just been so brave but was helpless in the face of a Lv3 boss that was beyond the dimensional level.

Great-grandmother's fighting power is almost nothing... If Brother Chongjian fights her alone, there will be no return.

Checkmate.

For a full half minute, Yin Ze remained silent, and the cursor didn't move at all, as if the game had crashed.

Logically speaking, the more difficult the level, the more you have to use all the available resources, and there must be a set of troops and formations that can pass the level. But all his chess pieces died before.

After all, Senior-san is not a man, so he doesn't quite understand the shame and embarrassment of such a scumbag being publicly admired. Instead, he was interested in discussing the characters in the game.

"Although the previous insertion animation was skipped, this black knight must be Sinfdok, right?" the girl said thoughtfully.

"I don't know, I don't understand, I don't know." The man was trapped and answered perfunctorily.

“Didn’t you say that you were also reading the original work? How come you don’t even know such an important character?” The girl gave him a questioning look.

"What do you mean?"

"This is the first generation of Yeluan Sword King, and he can be said to be the strongest of all generations!"

Haha, so what? You are still facing a scary level 5 lizardman captain holding a coal shovel, and you are helpless.

“It is said that the forbidden spell ‘Falling Star’ was created by him!” Senior Sang’s words were like lightning across the night sky, rumbling and shaking the earth.

"?!"

When Yin Ze heard the name of this forbidden spell, he immediately had a stress reaction. All the pores on his body tightened and his pupils contracted.

At the same time, a dark emotion arose, and an extremely crazy idea quietly climbed into his heart at this critical moment.

The creator of that self-destruct spell?

Then he...

The cursor finally moved, and clicked on the heavy sword man wearing the majestic armor of the night, and selected the special skills column. Below the ordinary "double attack", "fanaticism", and "towering shield posture", there was a skill that made people extremely uncomfortable.

——「Starfall」

'It causes great fire damage to a single enemy target, and its health is immediately reset to zero after use.'

Yin Ze was silent.

The old fans who were watching the live broadcast were also silent when they saw this scene.

At this moment, the man felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead uncontrollably.

Just for the sake of the illusory face, he transformed himself into an emotionless evil ghost that he himself sneered at and hated.

Or he held on to the faint light of kindness in his heart and accepted the huge shame of being the number one male guest at the game promotion conference, not being able to beat even the prologue and being wiped out.

Maybe there are more than a hundred people. There are official photographers filming the whole place. If a disc is sold and someone cuts out key scenes and uploads them to the Internet, it will be a worldwide embarrassment.

The hands holding the handle were trembling slightly. The man was in torment, his expression was struggling, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Maybe it was a slip of the hand.

Maybe it's obsession.

Perhaps it is an invisible contract signed with Satan to sell one's soul.

In short, the skill was confirmed lightly.

"--All right."

The black knight's metallic, low voice with a sad tone woke him up from his distracted state through the surround speakers.

"Then behold my holy devotion."

On the big screen, a gorgeous special effects animation that only a finishing skill can match was played. The Black Knight threw away his heavy sword and chanted an obscure spell. The sky was dyed blood red by his fighting spirit and magic power. He walked forward slowly, leaving a tragic figure in front of the world.

Yin Ze realized it later and stretched out his hand tremblingly, trying to catch him, but it was in vain.

"Holy King of Frost, Lord of Flame, listen to my prayers, respond to the beauty of this moment, and respond with extinction."

The chanting eventually disappeared into the wind.

Dazzling flames burst out from him, and the earth-shaking explosion drowned out all other sounds. Heat waves rolled, and the flames swept through the dense forest, leaving only charred, dry and bare branches. The ground was cracked into terrifying spider patterns, and the clouds in the distance were blown away. Huge black smoke rose up, and everything turned into nothingness.

Seeing this apocalyptic scene, the old fans could no longer suppress their excitement and stood up one after another, as if they were the hard-working astronauts who had witnessed the successful launch of a manned rocket, breaking through the atmosphere and successfully flying to the moon.

It was as if the believers were as enthusiastic as if they had seen Jesus return from the dead.

Everyone waved the knight dolls in their hands and cheered in celebration.

Watching the victory settlement screen that popped up immediately, and listening to the thunderous cheers in my ears.

Yin Ze just felt it was noisy.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the glaring stage lights above his head.

There is nothing left in this world to be nostalgic about.

An event almost made him lose everything.

Even human nature.

Chapter 73 I Want a Collector's Edition

After that, the man drank half a box of vodka, just like playing finger-guessing games with the Russians. His consciousness and memory were fuzzy and fragmented. He just relied on biological instinct to continue the activities.

Later, the guest group seemed to play a few crowd games, such as answering the audience's questions on the spot, randomly selecting lucky audience members to give out colored paper, autographed paintings and other small gifts.

Anyway, after getting rid of the huge guilt of selling souls, Yin Ze opened his eyes wide and the first thing he saw was a pair of hands suddenly reaching out to him.

The origin factor of office worker in his body made him subconsciously grasp it and shake it up and down.

"Please give me a collector's edition, thank you!" said a fat male audience member, holding his hand.

"Okay, 28900 yen!" Hidaka Rina smiled sweetly, like a cashier at a 24-hour convenience store chain. She took out the plastic-sealed game box and limited edition gifts from the corrugated box at the back and handed them over politely.

"I will continue to support the Pitch Black series in the future!" The fat and kind-looking otaku paid for the goods and said with full energy.

Before the otaku could completely give up his seat and leave, the guests in the queue behind him couldn't wait to come forward and grabbed the man's smooth hands that were still hanging in the air before he could retract them.

"When I first read the novel, I was looking forward to what kind of voice Elredo would be given. You have interpreted Brother Ai very well, it is so amazing. I want a collector's edition too, thank you!" said the customer who looked like a college student with satisfaction.

"28900 yen! Thank you for your purchase!" Hidaka Rina continued to pick up the goods and collect the money.

After the college student walked to the side, the people behind him quickly followed without any delay and also grabbed the man's hands tightly, as if they were afraid that someone would fly away.

"Today's event is very interesting. To be honest, I have written a letter to the radio before. It's a pity that it was not accepted, but I believe there will be opportunities in the future! By the way, if you two have the chance in the future, you must cooperate again! Also, I want a collector's edition too!" said the slightly immature high school student sincerely.

"28900 yen, thank you!"

After the high school student walked away, a girl who had been patiently waiting behind him suddenly rushed up and couldn't wait to hug those hands, even caressing the skin of his palms greedily.

"——Ah! You look really good up close! Takizawa-kun, I've been your fan for ten years! Have you ever considered participating in female-oriented works in the future? What about BL [Note: Boy's Love, gay] audio?!"

The otaku girl stared at the handsome man who was so close to her, her eyes shining like a tigress seeing a plump and tender pig, as if she couldn't wait to eat the pig alive.

"Would you like to buy the game, sir?" the senior at the same table asked succinctly, "Collector's Edition or Classic Edition?"

"Well, I'm not very interested in this kind of thing."

"Then could you please not delay the guests waiting in line behind you?" The senior smiled and began to chase people away.

……

"Takizawa-sensei, I'm the one who consulted you on the radio about emotional issues before... How should I put it? Although your brilliant analysis at that time was completely useless, after all, sincerity can move mountains. Hehe, this time I even came to watch the event with my crush!"

The young boy with a sporty short haircut scratched his head embarrassedly.

"She just got into it and is a little shy. She doesn't dare to face you directly, so I'm expressing my feelings on her behalf. I'm planning to finish the game with her to increase the topic, so please give me two copies of the collector's edition!"

"Sheng Hui!" The senior took the money.

……

"What clear eyes! From those faint, confused and ignorant eyes about the bustling world, I can see your pure heart that is not stained by dust."

The noble lady wearing a famous watch shook his hand, carefully touching a precious antique. Seeing the light dark circles under his eyes from staying up late to watch late-night large-scale variety shows, she couldn't help but feel pity and distress.

"No matter how busy you are at work, remember to take a good rest. If things get really difficult, just call the number on the business card. Don't worry about something as insubstantial as face. Okay, give me 200 copies of the collector's edition."

"Serve...eh? 200 servings?!" The senior was stunned.

"Yes." The lady casually picked up a credit card from her wallet.

Unfortunately, there are only about 200 young people in the company. Any more would be a waste, which is not good after all.

But it's all right, 8?"

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"Hi! Are you surprised to see us?" Shimazaki Nobunaga smiled brightly, "I came here specially to show my support. We are friends, so there is no need to be too moved. Of course, if you are really grateful, you can take some time to treat me to a meal. King crab, small blue dragon, chateaubriand, etc. are all fine. I am not picky about food."

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"What's wrong? Are you so tearful that you can't even speak?"

"Thank you for not jumping on me and letting my hand go."

The man's brows twitched as he looked at his fair hands, which were sore, swollen and weak and had countless red marks from being pinched by dozens of people in turn.

One person was there to receive customers, the other was there to deliver the goods and collect the money, with a simple poster display board behind them. It was a standard combination of fan vendors at a comic convention. The official was so cold-blooded that they had to squeeze every bone out of even a substitute guest.

This scene, this pomp, is clearly a handshake meeting for idols.

But no one bought the handshake ticket!!

"Let's buy two copies. Apart from anything else, the game is pretty good." Shimazaki Nobunaga was discussing with Matsuoka Yoshitsugu behind him.

Don’t think that the young man from Hokkaido is always obsessed with work and study, but he actually likes playing video games very much. Now his best friend is personally selling his looks to promote the product, and the game quality is high, so why wouldn’t he buy it?