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

Oh, it looks like he's dead. I'll give you some flowers.

Flowers flowers......

Yuki pursed his lips slightly, actually looking forward to the OP's next update, even if it was just a few strokes.

"It's really thoughtful. They know that becoming a player will be out of touch with reality, so they deliberately created a place for people of the same kind to communicate. This way, even if you leave the dungeon and don't come into contact with reality, you still have a reason to live."

The reincarnation game is created by a master of psychology. He knows that what humans fear most is not death, but forgetting, and being wiped out of all traces left in the world. Therefore, he designed the game very cleverly objectively.

Passing the novice copy might be a fluke, but passing the second copy is definitely not a failure, and there is no problem for players to communicate with each other.

At least he didn't see any posts introducing themselves or looking to form a team.

"Interesting, is this creating a new tribe?"

Yuki was not sure. The reincarnation game was too dangerous. It didn't look like a gift at all. Besides, every player did not join voluntarily, so there was no need for him to become the god of a new tribe.

He also noticed that even in the posts he could see, some of the text had turned into black mosaics, which clearly meant he did not have enough authority to obtain any intelligence.

"The value should be downgraded. These posts are ridiculous and not research-based at all."

Yuki scrolled the mouse wheel. Some of the pages were diaries, some were his mental journeys, and some were simply novels.

Planets exploded and avenues were wiped out. Within the same level of authority, are you kidding me that you can reach this level?

The mental state of some players is worrying. They exaggerate and even get excited themselves, right?

Yuki smiled indifferently, he scrolled down carefully, and then found that the posts were endless. The reincarnation game created a new type of shut-in. Communicating with the same kind was much more fun than bragging and gossiping in real life, and there was no shortage of exciting content.

Yuki clicked on posts that were worth studying, such as "My Affair with a Monster Girl in a Dungeon", "Zombie Love Guide", and "Shocking! Piranha's Mouth Can...", and before reading them carefully, he placed his hands on the keyboard.

He closed his eyes and thought for a moment, then typed a few words:

《Help: Is it normal to encounter the following situation in a novice copy? 》

PS: I updated 7,000 words today to make up for yesterday. My character has always been strong.

Interlude 2: Chapter 3 Trading Items

The cramped room was soon filled with smoke. Since coming into this world, he had never been an internet addict.

Tsk, they are all great writers, but they are really boring.

Yuki put out his cigarette butt and naturally swept the paper balls on the table into the trash can. After conducting biological research, he read many posts and summarized them into several categories:

Record yourself, communicate your emotions, be the first moderator, hear strange stories, and also record the works of online writers.

Because those who hang out on the forum are all in the same industry, they naturally feel immersed in the discussion and seem to have almost forgotten the time. Yuki didn't just read the whole forum, but he finally managed to extract some useful information.

First, this forum should not have existed for long. According to the records, there are only four copies at most. Even if there is no posting time, it can be roughly inferred from the description.

The error in technological level does not exceed five years, and they are basically of the same era.

Second, there are a large number of players, and new posts are posted every second, all over the world.

Third, according to the descriptions of various players, the copies are not even similar, let alone the same. This is very scary. Opening up completely different copies for so many players is a power far beyond Yuki's imagination.

"Finally, there are a few players that need attention."

Yuki touched his chin. In some credible records, some players have already made a name for themselves.

For example, 'Bloody Artist', 'Ruthless Tactician', 'Diamond King' and 'Fighting God'.

It sounds a bit childish, but in fact they are all pseudonyms. They can make a name for themselves, and it is impossible for them to reveal any relevant information. It is not that the forum does not allow it, but if anyone dares to reveal it, he will definitely die.

"Should we also post Taiyi's vest? Forget it. Mystery is the best protection. Players who really pursue their goals will not come here to post spam posts. It's a complete waste of time."

Yuki gave up decisively. There were too many posts. He would not be able to finish them even if he started the next dungeon. He might as well do a few more push-ups with that time. Players who were addicted to the games would easily die.

He looked at the names again and decisively switched back to his own post, where he found that there were already many replies.

"The host is stupid."

"The novice mission is between two veteran players, and the veteran players form a team. You have to clear the dungeon while fighting against them? Are you still asleep, or do I understand?"

"You have to follow the Basic Law even if you want to brag. I suggest you read more Chinese online articles before telling stories."

"The owner of this post must be a ghost. Tell me the address so I can come and take a look?"

......

There were a lot of bad reviews, but facing the sarcasm and ridicule, Yuki nodded slowly as if a puzzle was solved.

It seems that my experience is an isolated incident, and the reincarnation game is more normal than I thought. Based on these players who say that I am bragging, who can walk out of the bloodthirsty red moon alive?

He finally confirmed that the abnormality was not an ordinary abnormality, and he didn't know whether he was unlucky or Li Dan was unlucky.

He closed it decisively and let these idiots curse him. Yuki opened the trading section. This was what he longed for.

"I took away the Serenity Drops, and Senior Sister doesn't have any Chaos Items. How pitiful."

Yuki still had a conscience and prepared to get her a tool, preferably a defensive one, since he didn't expect the senior to pick up a knife and chop people anyway.

The page switches, the mode is similar to before, but it has a uniform format, the posting speed is not fast, and some players are considerate enough to mark the numbers.

[Chaos level (level 3) item 'Medicine Gourd' exchanged for burst item]

[Exchange the Alienated (Level 2) weapon 'Nordic Battle Axe' to a shooting weapon]

There is no currency setting in the reincarnation game, and it is basically a barter game. Yuki clicked on one at random and found a detailed description of the props and an 'OK' button. When he put the mouse on it, the comments would appear.

[If both parties agree, the transaction is completed and the props are exchanged immediately]

Hiss, the items of both parties are transferred instantly, right? That’s pretty amazing.

Yuki never doubted that anyone could commit fraud, as he had long known that the "rules" in the reincarnation game were supreme. He also saw some posts disappear instantly, which must have meant a deal was done.

'It's a pity that I can't privately chat with you about it, it's still so simple and crude.'

A simple and crude way would save trouble, so Yuki simply took out all the property he had.

Nameless Long Knife, Infinite Rope, Chainsaw Sword, Distorted Kaleidoscope, Tranquil Drops and Earth Contract.

Two Alienation-level (Level 2), four Chaos-level (Level 3) props.

For a player like Yuki who only has two dungeon experiences, this is simply a wealthy man. Even players who specialize in item-based dungeons may not have as much as him.

Most of them were looted, so he didn't feel any psychological burden. The long sword and chain sword had been forged and could not be regarded as ordinary props.

The trading area is a good thing because of its side effects. The quality of the props is not the quantity. Just like Hayasaka Ai choosing to go all in on the Deathstroke Revolver, her strength will improve quickly.

The second thing is to cooperate with each other. For example, among this pile of props, the ordinary Tranquility Drops has the greatest value.

"The Land Contract is a strategic item and must be kept, even though this bamboo slip is almost full."

"The Infinity Rope is too mediocre. I don't think it will be exchanged for anything good. However, the Distorted Kaleidoscope is a good choice."

This Kaleidoscope Knot City is rarely used, because it hurts both the enemy and oneself. It cannot be used against weak enemies, but it will put oneself in danger against strong ones.

It's a one-time deal. If you don't kill the other party, you're doomed.

"Suitable for players with high burst attack capabilities, or those with bait skills."

Yuki took the initiative to post a trade thread, put up the Distorted Kaleidoscope, and asked to exchange it for a defensive item. After waiting for a few minutes, he posted a second thread and put up the Infinite Rope. The request was also very simple:

Exchange for an alienated item related to luck.

After doing these two things, he hesitated for a few minutes before posting the third post.

"A forged Chaos-grade Chainsword, in exchange for an item that can continuously eliminate negative mental states."

In the last post, Yuki took a try-it attitude. The chainsword was useful to him but not particularly useful. This was mainly because he was in a state of being possessed by a demon and the mental burden was too much for him to bear. The Serenity Drops also had great limitations.

The amount needed to be precisely controlled, and he would have to be distracted during the battle. What was more troublesome was that even after one forging, the capacity was not enough. He was not going to spend more strengthening points on this thing.

Items that can continuously eliminate negative mental states are bound to be rare, but this chainsaw sword is also very valuable for players who are in urgent need of weapons, and is worth at least four enhancement points.

"It doesn't matter if I can't change it. Just keep the current state and be careful. It should be enough."

Yuki switched the post, opened "A Guide to Falling in Love with Zombies", and continued his research on reincarnation biology.

......

Tokyo, Shinomiya Residence.

Hayasaka Ai changed into a maid uniform and walked lightly in the corridor with a smile on her face. She was in a very good mood.

The dungeon she just went through was difficult, but not hopeless. It was much better than the last time she returned and was in a life-and-death state. More importantly, she felt the feeling of becoming stronger.

'Including the last mission reward, I got two specialization points and four reinforcement points in total. The Death Knell Revolver also got a qualitative change, and I got a secondary weapon.'

When all the bullets are fired at once, the extremely strong destructive power is exciting. It is estimated that one shot can flatten a building. However, after firing, you dare not do anything, as if you will be unlucky if you take a step forward.

"There is a trading area on that forum, maybe I can get something useful in exchange, but I only have two items, forget it, let him worry about it."

She simply pushed this troublesome matter to Yuki. The smile on her face suddenly became obvious, but she returned to her expressionless state when she was in front of the door.

dong dong.

She knocked on the door and entered. She saw something tossing and turning on the bed, and hesitated for a moment.

"Miss Kaguya, I'm back."

"Hayasaka, you've been acting strange lately. You don't even care about your work." The girl on the bed stopped rolling around, but didn't sit up. She just said casually, "I'm sick. You just stand at the door."

"This is not the state the young lady should be in when she is ill." Hayasaka stepped directly into the door and saw the splashing black hair and snow-white skin.

She did not answer Shinomiya Kaguya's question, but sat on the bed and asked calmly, "I just heard from the bodyguard that you were missing for a day, what happened?"

"Nothing, I'm just upset about things at home and want to relax."

"Indeed, there is no sign of improvement for Lady Yan'an, and the Shinomiya family is in a murky situation." Hayasaka Ai nodded slightly, her eyes becoming thoughtful. "But I still can't understand why Miss Kaguya would skip classes because of something like this. You should be much stronger than this. Did nothing really happen?"

"Hayasaka, aren't you skipping work too?"

"I am on legal leave. Working 356 days a year is exhausting."

"Nonsense, why didn't you ask for leave before? Are you doing something secretly? I've told you many times that you don't need to." Shinomiya Kaguya suddenly sat up, and her blue and red eyes met head-on.

After a few seconds, it was still Hayasaka Ai who moved away on her own initiative. It was a habit, and she felt a little guilty, but also a little happy.

An hour ago, she had just hung up the phone with that person. For the first time in so many years, she did not choose to surrender, as if crossing life and death brought her not only strength, but also a strong heart.

"How could I possibly do something like this? Okay, I shouldn't have asked you where you were going. I'll have the kitchen prepare lunch. By the way, I'd like to take a day off tomorrow."

She stood up, bowed slightly, and clenched her fists as she turned around.

After Yuki's testing, she already knew that the Shinomiya Group had a huge player organization. This was not good. Miss Kaguya had no power to resist at all and could only become a toy. It would be normal for her to be given to a powerful player once Yan'an died.

But on the other hand, after becoming players, they also relaxed their supervision of themselves and Miss Kaguya. As for the extraordinary powers in the game, no matter how hard they struggled in reality, it was like an ant trying to shake a tree.

The players in the Sigong Group are very well organized, but it is unknown how many people there are and who controls them. It seems that the difficulty of resistance has increased.

"But I have him here. Give me some more time, and I will definitely be able to protect you."

Behind Hayasaka Ai, the black-haired girl had been staring at her back, slowly clutching the bed sheets. There was pain and hope in her red eyes.

Hayasaka, I will protect you, I definitely will!

PS: Keep updating and go for treatment later~

Interlude 2: Chapter 4: The Blue Sea

"We've arrived at Izu Station."

As the slightly fishy sea breeze blew in, Yuki, who was dozing off on his seat, opened his eyes. He didn't know why, but he was so excited after coming back that he didn't fall asleep all the way.

He simply thought about the problem and extracted the features at the same time.

[Conceptual Costume. Stand users will attract each other]

Yuki rubbed his face. He now understood more and more about his own characteristics.

The copy time is too short and he can't draw many cards at all. Rather than saying it's a deus ex machina, it's better to prepare the cards in advance and then play around them, so every time the cooling time is up, he will draw a card.

In fact, every gift card is useful, it just depends on where it is used, just like the one you drew in front of you.