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

It was like an infinitely proliferating tumor, holding the young man who had just been full of vigor and vitality in the mouth, chewing him continuously, and trying hard to swallow him down.

I got it right?

The scene in front of him made Yuki unable to react. He was just thinking about how to deal with Curly-hair, but in just a short while, the situation changed drastically.

The initial concerns were correct. From the moment the thief's head was connected to the demon's body, the direction of the script changed and it was no longer a monotonous copy program.

As his thoughts turned, Yuki's sword was not slow. He jumped up and slashed towards the red area, but a pure white light film flickered in the darkness.

clang--

The recoil bounced Yuki back to the door. He looked up and saw a white woman's head in the middle of the squirming tumor.

Jenny.

Yuki recognized the female college student at a glance and was wondering what type of elite monster this was.

The head was cracked, a bit like the girl with a cracked head in Red Moon Castle. The whole head was cracked into many pieces like a peeled orange.

However, surrounded by these petals, there is an old, serious, and withered head. It is——

Dean Fuchuan!

This, this doesn't go according to the script. The Boss shows up so early?

Even though Yuki had experienced life and death in the reincarnation game and was accustomed to the chaotic logic, he still couldn't hold back when he saw this old head.

Shouldn't the normal scenario be that they work together to kill Curly, and after taking a break, they go meet the mastermind? Why did he run out now?

In fact, it is not that strange. Some clues were revealed when Yuki saw the human centipede, and the headless corpse and the skeleton giant that followed formed a chain of evidence.

Yuki's eyes subconsciously glanced at the core of the tumor, and he felt pity for the increasingly faint red light.

Curly is a great man, and his planning ability is top-notch, but he is missing an important piece of information:

He didn't know that the devil could play joint king.

I thought Dean Fuchuan would fight against the players step by step. If I want to face him directly, I have to go to the first floor first.

"As a result, you don't know that he has already turned the passive situation into active one and has set his sights on the player's head."

Yuki doesn't know why he did this, as this involves the core secret of the existence of the Demon Hospital.

Crash.

The tumor was shrinking into the mist. Being stared at by the old man's head, Yuki didn't move. Tyrant and others were still stopped in the corridor. If he rushed forward alone, he would be courting death. He could only try his best to look at the other party.

The body is huge, but the color of the head is not obvious, which means it is not the core of the devil at all and is full of deception.

Simply based on experience, the demon head on the human's body is the weak spot, and rushing up in a hurry will lead to death. However, in Yuki's eyes, this old head does not look like a human.

Not to mention how haggard it looks, it also has no eyeballs, and its empty eye sockets are pitch black, as if they are trying to suck in a person's soul.

His skin was like melting wax and could fall off at any moment, and his sparse hair and goatee made him look very serious.

Just as Yuki looked at the intestine-like body, an arm stretched out, swinging weakly like a dead person, and then a red light flashed -

boom!

After the reaction was completed, the squeezed air exploded. Yuki crossed his arms and felt someone patted him hard on the chest, and he flew out like a kite.

The leather shoes rubbed against the floor until a pair of arms pressed on the back and stopped. When he raised his head, his face was full of confusion.

The open door was just in the distance, but the fog in the corridor disappeared, the claws and arms disappeared, and even the neatly arranged computer screens in the room could be seen, as if in a strange nightmare.

Everyone came with the intention of a decisive battle, and witnessed Curly's strength, but before they could even fight -

"What's this?" Hayasaka Ai tilted her head. This was not her plan. With herself and Mai as shields, no matter how strong Curly was, he would be restricted.

Then, the player who had just seemed to be so excited about winning was swallowed by the devil in the blink of an eye.

"The lack of an important clue is enough to cost the life of a powerful player." The tyrant is knowledgeable and sighed: "You went directly to the third floor and have no idea what happened upstairs. This is a shortcut, but also a trap."

He starts to recount the events of the joint, from the thief to the body in the warehouse, which makes Hayasaka Ai and Sakurajima Mai look at each other in horror.

They really didn't know, but this made sense. Curly thought the copy was the original and could handle the threat step by step. The plan was simple:

First deal with Yuki and the others, then turn all the people on the upper floor into stone, and finally face the boss at the end of the level in full strength.

"But he didn't know that the devil had turned from passive to active, and had long been targeting him. It showed up in advance and launched a full-scale sneak attack. Mr. Curly had no room to resist." Hiyori sighed. No one could have thought of this. A few minutes ago, even they were just guessing.

After all, there's nothing unusual about those few contact demons, except that they're a little smarter and can use the players' abilities.

"Then why aren't they targeting you?"

"It may be because of the floors. The lower you go, the more things it can do. Or maybe Mr. Curly is a bigger threat. After all, he can destroy the foundation of the Demon Hospital."

The watertight logic explains the situation clearly in just a few words.

Hayasaka Ai looked at Hiyori with some surprise, and finally understood why Yuki brought this girl with no fighting ability with him. She was a military strategist who could allow the man to focus all his energy on fighting.

Ok?

She suddenly turned her head. They were having a great time discussing something and had forgotten about Yuki's existence. Her deep blue eyes saw him kneeling on one knee, and her heart skipped a beat.

"You won't be hurt!"

Yuki did not respond to the ice-sculpture beauty's gaffe. He buried his head, with strange murmurs still echoing in his head.

【Blood related, discovered.】

PS: I went for treatment today, so I'll take a break.

PS2: I recommend a book called "Beng Tie, a retired ranger who wants to live a peaceful life"

Devil's Hospital: Chapter 31: The Journey Home (Part 2)

Blood related thing?

Just as the arm dropped, Yuki heard a murmur, and his head seemed to have pressed the replay button. The scenes kept flashing back and he quickly locked onto one scene.

Curly spent so much effort on the black and red stone on the back of his hand. It is impossible that he spent so much effort on it just to make a chaos prop.

He understood a little bit. It turned out that leaving two strengthening points was the right choice. But he was also a little annoyed because he was still a step too slow after all.

But things are very interesting. Curly must have first raised his alchemy to the master level before he could develop the bloodline skill.

I just killed a demon, and even though the Demon Eye was much stronger than him, it was still a lot easier.

Luck? But I don’t believe in metaphysics.

Yuki stood up with a puzzled look in his mind and looked at the people with different expressions: "The decryption game is almost over. Let's go to the elevator and discuss it."

The corridor is always unsafe, and he is right. Now almost all the mysteries have been solved, and there is a biggest and clearest goal in front of the players.

But everyone still moves forward with difficulty. The appearance of Dean Fuchuan solves the biggest mystery, but also disrupts the plan.

They were supposed to deal with Curly first, take the things on him for themselves, and then go to the first floor step by step to end this copy, but now the situation has changed.

Even a fool knows why Dean Fuchuan targeted Curly. Besides the threat factor, the demon was weakened and he needed to replenish his strength.

Ding.

The elevator door opened and five people walked in at the same time. Then they each found a place to sit down. The long-lost sense of security returned, and they finally felt a little better.

"Don't hang your head. This accident is indeed troublesome, but we still have a chance." Yuki was the first to break the silence and opened the Coke. Even in the copy, this fat otaku happy water made him feel good.

"We are not desperate. This time is much better than last time." Mai took over the conversation, causing Hayasaka Ai to nod repeatedly.

Because of this man, all copies will mutate, but as their strength increases, they will no longer be as miserable as they were under the red moon.

The red moon was like engraved in my mind. Having survived that kind of hellish difficulty, there was nothing to be afraid of.

"Senior, you are praising me like this, aren't you afraid that I will become proud?"

"Humph, even if you are proud and stupid, there are people who can correct you." Mai turned away and asked with a smile: "Don't you think so, Hiyori-san?"

"Well, I guess so." The light-hearted girl didn't know how to answer. She found that the atmosphere had changed a little after the three of them got together.

Nervous, lively, confident, people who didn't know them would think they had seen hell.

"Hiyori, do you think I'm stupid?" Yuki looked at her expressionlessly, causing the girl to instinctively shrink back a little, and then she was hit on the head.

"Stop joking around, the show is almost over." Hayasaka Ai wiggled her index finger, and the ice sculpture-like aura disappeared. "Hinata is different from us. We have never seen you in such a mess. This will scare others."

"Why do I feel like you two are targeting others and don't want Hiyori to get close to me?"

"What are you thinking, you idiot? Do you really think I don't know?"

'Haha, even a pighead is in heat.'

Their eyes met, conveying complex messages, which made Yuki roll his eyes. He thought to himself, is his image so bad? He was aiming for Shiina Hiyori's values ​​from the very beginning.

But on second thought, this possessiveness is pretty good, and it allows me to take a step forward in my progress in the game.

Seeing that he narrowed his eyes, Hayasaka Ai and Mai quickly looked away, thinking that it was a bit too obvious just now and they had been tricked by this bastard again.

"Ahem, I know you are very relaxed, but you still have to be nervous before the copy is finished." The Tyrant couldn't hold it in any longer. He felt that he shouldn't stay in this elevator. He felt unwell all over.

Hayasaka Ai, who was feeling a little embarrassed, wanted nothing more and quickly said, "The Tyrant is right. Let's quickly discuss what to do next."

Okay, I'll let you go for now. Anyway, the game will be completed after we return to reality.

Yuki withdrew his attention after the little episode and turned his gaze to Shiina Hiyori.

The girl wasn't surprised at all, as she had long been accustomed to her duties and knew that Yuki had to focus on tactics, so she cleared her throat.

"I noticed that Dean Fuchuan left on his own initiative just now, which proves that he also intends to have a final battle with us."

"Give us a chance to breathe?"

"It should be digesting Mr. Curly. It's not sure it can take us down on the third floor." Hiyori got into the state, pinched his chin lightly, stood up and paced in the elevator.

"First, it doesn't understand why the resentment gathered in the hospital has decreased, which weakens the demon's strength; second, we have eliminated a large number of puppets on the previous floor, leaving it with fewer and fewer cards. While we are discussing, it also needs to make plans."

"Finally, it can obtain the player's memory, but no one, including Mr. Curly, knows the cards of you old players."

Not to mention new players like Jack, Curly was also separated from the main group at the beginning. Even if he regained his memories, he didn't know the details of Yuki and others.

It will be troublesome if it is a senior girl's hair, because it will even know the color of her underwear.

Yuki looked at Mai who was standing opposite him and felt uneasy. He lightly snapped his fingers and said, "The problem now is that he needs time, and we also need time. Hiyori, how long do you have left?"

"Three hours and fifteen minutes." The girl glanced at her watch.

Three hours, two floors, it seems like a short time, but it is actually very difficult, because others are not stupid and they know that the longer the time, the better.

With the first player dead, Hint Seven was exposed, and as time passed, the demon expanded enough to negate the weakening.

"But fortunately we eliminated many of his hidden cards ahead of time." Hiyori said with a fearful tone. If there had not been the previous massacre, the situation in the harem would have been unimaginable.

The floors intersect, the devil cannot appear out of thin air, and there are not many puppets left, otherwise they would not hide in the fog and dare not show up.

"Not only that, we also scared it so much that the toys we used in the past are no longer very effective." Yuki added that he and the Tyrant fought a bloody battle on the fourth floor, and the concept costume was a factor, but the other party didn't know the existence of the costume.

From the perspective of President Fuchuan, it faces many problems. The old toys are not very useful and cannot firmly control the players.

"It will use its mass to do its best to slow us down," the tyrant said sullenly.

"That's about it. It disrupted the rhythm, but we got some reinforcements."

Yuki looked at Hayasaka Ai and Sakurajima Mai, and the three of them finally reunited. This was not a simple matter of addition, because they had all become stronger.

Hayasaka Ai is a powerful ADC. Even though she is not as strong as the Tyrant, her ability to make the final decision is still better than the latter.

Senior Mai is developing towards a supporting role. Her Light-Covering Ritual is a charging skill that can increase the team's combat sustainability.

Just like the Deathstroke bullets, originally one bullet was replenished every two hours, but with Mai's help, twenty minutes is enough.

He handed the machete to Hayasaka Ai, who took it in her hand and looked at it with a surprised expression.

[Chaos Item: Storm Cleaver (Chaos Level)]

[Increase the user's cutting power, disrupt the airflow, and form wind pressure cutting]

[Side Effect: When the slashing attack hits, the user's spirit will also be damaged, causing cutting pain]

[Description: Killing others is also killing yourself]

The attack power is average, the side effects are also normal, and people with strong mental toughness are able to withstand it.

Deathstroke had limited bullets, and she had always lacked a secondary weapon, so now it would be useful for close combat. Mai glanced at it but didn't feel envious. It was too difficult for her to use a knife to chop the demon.

"This weapon is great." Hayasaka Ai nodded with satisfaction, moved closer to Yuuki, and glanced at Shiina Hiyori, "Do you want me to repay you? You seem to really like this girl-next-door feeling?"

The implication is that she can also be the girl next door, but more lively, cuter and more youthful.