How can my daily life of youth be a reincarnation game?

"I completed 'actively reunited with companions and led them out of danger' and was rewarded with one reinforcement point." The girl said immediately without hiding anything. She noticed that Yuki's sitting posture changed and he also relaxed.

Although it is not certain whether he is the Judge, at least he is not an enemy.

"You have only one dungeon experience, but your last dungeon rating was BA?"

The girl was a little nervous this time, and nodded dejectedly: "That's right."

Now that she has been seen through and her qualifications and task evaluation are known, she can no longer keep any cards to herself.

A little worse than Thomas, but almost the same.

Yuki has seen the other side fight, and most of his skills are in archery, and his close combat ability is within the range of ordinary people. According to the information from the tyrant, the reward for an A-level evaluation is 1 specialization point and 1 reinforcement point. It is good enough to be able to specialize in one thing.

He noticed that the girl's longbow was not a Chaos Item, but it was made of very fine materials and must have cost a lot.

"Use your reinforcement points to upgrade the longbow. No matter how much money you spent on this bow, there is a qualitative difference between chaos items and ordinary items."

The girl was slightly startled. She didn't expect Yuki to guide her. It was considered a gesture of goodwill, so she nodded quickly.

She had intended to do this anyway, just like Rick's pistol with unlimited magazines, which was a level that real technology could never reach.

"What about you? When did this gun become a chaos tool?" Yuki turned and looked at the police officer.

After seeing how sharp the old players' eyes were, Rick dared not hide anything and quickly told them everything he knew.

The pistol was something he brought from the real world, but it was enhanced into an Alienated Grade (Level 2) Chaos Item during the Novice Orientation, with no side effects and the ability to have an unlimited magazine.

It's a little worse than what Hayasaka Ai did at the beginning. She has to replace the magazine after firing fifteen bullets, but it's better than nothing.

Yuki immediately lost interest, and his hand stroking the hilt of the sword paused for a moment. So the question was:

Neither of them gained any benefit from killing the townspeople, so why didn't I receive any achievement notification after I killed four in a row?

Either the quantity or quality is not enough, or there is no similar achievement in this copy, or -

Yuki raised his head and looked at the alley outside. The last ray of afterglow had disappeared, the town entered night, and shouting could be heard in the distance.

Or, other players got there first.

......

Somewhere in the town, a sickening and rich smell of blood wafted in the air.

Tick, tick.

The dripping sound continued, as if the faucet was not turned off.

There was no light on in the house, and everything was plunged into darkness. Occasionally, patrolling townspeople holding torches passed by the window, and the little light from the fire illuminated the house.

The old man stood in front of the window, looking outside with empty eyes, but from the perspective inside the room, one could see that only half of the old man's body was visible, like a coat worn on a fashion model.

This was just a piece of human skin, but the living room was filled with skinless human torsos, which looked like flower pots, with limbs randomly inserted into their bodies.

A clown stood nearby, admiring a human flower pot made up of a family of six, holding an exaggeratedly large pair of scissors in his hands.

Click.

A woman's finger fell to the ground. The clown held his chin and admired it for a few seconds, then nodded with satisfaction.

"Well, I've got the sense of balance. It turns out that I can be more free in the dungeon. It's a pity that I can't let them call and prune the living things." He walked around twice as if he was learning gardening, and then put the scissors in his fingers and spun them, light as if they were weightless. He stared at the 'potted plant' and shouted without turning his head:

“It’s better to appreciate art openly than to go out and appreciate it. I like the feeling of being praised by others.”

"Who the hell wants to praise you perverts."

An irritable voice came from the ceiling, and Pan Zi, wearing a flowered shirt, jumped into the living room, stepped on the soft carpet, and jumped directly to the window.

What a pervert! Just kill people, why bother fiddling with it like this? The carpet is soaked in blood.

He remembered the rumors and frowned, "You perverts, you bring your habits from the dungeon back to reality, aren't you afraid of being punished by the game?"

After being caught doing something so disgusting, the correction is too severe for most players to bear, so they are deliberately wiped out.

"I'm used to that kind of punishment. If I'm not caught, the game won't be exposed, so there's no chance of being wiped out." The clown didn't look back and continued to trim the 'potted plant'. "You're from 'Daytime', right? Is your companion the Phantom Thief or the Black Sword?"

"how do you know?"

"Hahaha, I've worked with some of you before, and that kind of pragmatic approach is something that ordinary players can't pretend to have, or they're already shouting for war and killing."

"I also want to kill you, you pervert." Pan Zi was guessed, but he did not hesitate to express his disgust.

"But you still choose to cooperate, regardless of good or evil, and do your best to utilize the value of others. Isn't this your principle of 'Day'?" The clown picked up a piece of women's underwear to wipe his hands, then put it in front of his nose and took a deep breath, then put it down refreshed.

He didn't go to the sofa, but sat directly on the potted plant, with a smile on his face, and asked in a strange tone: "So you are here to cooperate, tell me, what do you want me to do?"

"What if I say no?"

"No?" The clown was still laughing, and he raised his index finger and flicked it lightly in front of his face.

Ding.

As if a guitar string was touched, a faint light of blood shot out, and then as if some laser wall was activated, the living room was filled with thin red lines.

It was densely packed, covering every inch of space. After a moment, the red lines disappeared all together, as if hidden in the darkness.

The corner of Pan Zi's eyes twitched. He moved his arms but didn't touch anything. The spider-web-like red line just now was just an illusion.

Extremely dangerous, damn, that organization is really full of lunatics and perverts!

If he hadn't known that the two sides had cooperated in reality, he would never have dared to come, and he also scolded his teammates.

Why should I deal with this lunatic?

Although he complained, he knew that it would be difficult to get out of this situation if he didn't get it done, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and say:

"We drew the 'ordinary person' and can freely choose good or evil according to the prompts, so cooperate with me. I brought a tool for signing a contract, which can only be used once. It's just right for you."

He took out a pen, but there were only a few drops of ink left, so he could probably only write two lines.

The clown ignored him, carefully cleaning his blood-red nails, and asked casually: "You are very unhappy with me, why do you still force yourself? It would be nice to find someone else."

"You are a pervert, but they may be even more perverted than you." The man answered without thinking, and seeing the funny smile on the clown's face, he raised his hands as if surrendering:

"Okay, okay, I'll tell you the truth. We both have someone to vouch for us. Even if you're crazy and perverted, you're a little more reliable."

Yes, in the reincarnation game, there is no good or evil. What matters is whether you are reliable or not. At least the two parties have cooperated in reality. If they really want to turn against each other, they have to think for two more seconds. They are much more reliable than goodies and saints.

The coldest interests.

The clown nodded slightly, enjoying the feeling of being hated and needed at the same time. Seeing Pan Zi heaving a sigh of relief and taking out the contract props, he reached out to stop him.

"Don't use this stuff. I hate the feeling of being tied down, and I don't want to play charades with you."

Pan Zi narrowed his eyes immediately. How could he dare to believe a madman without using the contract props?

"Don't look at me like that. Okay, let's just sign a contract where I need to tell the truth, okay?"

"Okay." The man nodded gently, not wanting to test the madman's patience.

Both parties quickly wrote down their names. The content was very simple, that is, it was limited to the current copy mission and both parties must tell the truth.

Before Pan Zi could ask any questions, the clown took the initiative to speak.

"Yes, I am a 'cultist'. Do you know why I want to make a human potted plant?"

Pan Zi turned his head to look at the large piece of bloody abstract art, his lips moved, but he finally shook his head in confusion.

"The cultist is perfect for me. You should be able to guess that the cultist should be as fanatical as possible, and there is a core hint in it."

"Every once in a while, players must please the gods in their own way, and this—"

He suddenly stood up, his painted face full of piety, and saluted in the direction of the church:

“That is the highest respect I offer to God.”

The authorities are confused: Chapter 6: How to use undercover agents (K)

Yuki stood in front of the window, opened the curtains a little and peeked out.

There was no moon in the sky, and there were no street lights in the town at night, but the roads were not dark. Groups of townspeople could be seen patrolling back and forth with torches and various weapons in hand.

The story has already begun. The hospitable residents of Yaduo Town are looking for outsiders everywhere, tirelessly and without slacking off, leaving behind neat footsteps.

This is what 'passion fades' means.

[Tip 3: As night falls, enthusiasm will fade, but please don’t walk around the town casually]

No matter where the players run during the day, they cannot escape the enthusiastic gazes of the residents, as if they were precisely positioned, but things change at night.

They stayed in the room for two full hours. Halfway through, someone knocked on the door. Yuki was ready to fight, but the man knocked for several minutes and no one answered, so he turned around and left.

Phew, does the game give us a chance to catch our breath?

The difficulty is still normal. If there is no respite, Yaduo Town will be more terrifying than Hongyue City. It is almost impossible to escape the enemy's sight, and even an iron man will be worn out to death.

After closing the curtains, Yuki thought for a while and made a summary of the period.

First, the townspeople's fighting power was still good, but less than ten people posed no threat to him. They probably had fighting power ranging from 'excellent' to 'extreme human', which was a big level lower than his own.

But this is meaningless, Yuki's enemies have never been ordinary townspeople.

"Those people in the church must be the elite soldiers and the boss. As for the mastermind behind this, it should be the evil god. After all, the maggots seen by the devil's eye are the real body."

The condition of the townspeople is somewhat similar to that of him being possessed by a demon. Although they are ordinary people, their horrific physical condition is more like that of a spirit possessing them.

Second, some players have already started killing people.

He noticed the townspeople's movements, basically searching house to house, and because of his presence, Rick and the others were not exposed, proving that murders were discovered in other houses.

"Strange, there are nine players in total, and now two undercovers (Yue Gong and Rick) and one ordinary person (Huan Yin) have been confirmed. In addition to me, the judge, there are three believers and two ordinary people."

According to Pinto, ordinary people can join the camp according to their own ideas, so it is also possible that an "ordinary person" is hunting.

You are braver than me. Aren’t you afraid of becoming the target of public criticism?

Yuki tilted his head slightly and glanced at Pinto who was sleeping not far away. The most important thing now was to understand the hints from the 'cultists', or at least know what they wanted to do.

"It's relatively safe here. It's safe enough for us to stay until morning." Yuki returned to the living room. Yuegong and Rick leaned on the sofa to rest, but they couldn't fall asleep at all.

Yuki gave them a very strange feeling, dangerous and mysterious. Under the gas mask, they had no idea what he was thinking.

"We can only stay until morning. Tip Three said not to walk around the town at night." The girl reminded, noticing the gaze, and quickly added: "Anyway, I won't go out, absolutely not."

You little bastards, when did I ever let you be cannon fodder?

Yuki saw what she was thinking at a glance and put pressure on her, but he was not prepared to sacrifice others. No one was a fool.

"Relax, at least I have no hostility towards you now." Yuki shrugged lightly and pointed at the girl's head. "By the way, you always wear a helmet, don't you feel stuffy?"

"Sorry, I don't want to reveal my identity." The girl had a sense of indifference deep in her bones.

"It seems that you are very famous in the real world and you are afraid that people will know your appearance."

"You can guess, but this is my bottom line."

Rick looked back and forth, really worried for his companion. It would be okay to be a little timid now, but it would be troublesome if he pissed off this guy.

But Yuki was not angry. He thought that the senior was also very wary of him at the beginning, and he had observed that this girl was just a rookie and had not yet built up her power system.

In addition, there have been psychological changes, but the realistic temper still remains.

That's right. If your luck is a little bit normal, the novice copy won't cause your personality to change drastically. After all, the bloodthirsty red moon has a small probability of happening.

'Let's not talk about the mistakes made by newcomers like Rick. Moonbow can be a sluggish player and return with a B or C rating. If I hadn't shown up, the three would have fled separately, and the girl would have the highest chance of survival.'

Yuki's gaze made people feel guilty, as if he couldn't hide any secrets.

He lifted up his gas mask slightly, and immediately felt the curious gazes, but took out a can of Coke.

pat.

Bubbles surged, Yuki took a sip comfortably and crossed his legs.

"Rick, you have too strong a sense of justice and care too much about your teammates. It's easy to get yourself into trouble."

Are you teaching me how to do things? Well, you are qualified to teach me.