You tell me, this is called daily youth?

"It wants to ignite this atmosphere and then do something, but the key is what it wants to do."

I can't guess it at all, I can only comfort myself from a positive perspective:

The stronger its desire, the safer I am.

But on the other hand, I was a little too strong.

Yuuki nodded slightly to it, and waited for a while to make sure that the other party would not send a second enemy to fight continuously. Then he slowly retreated, turned to face Hayasaka, and winked.

The first battle was won.

The maid breathed a sigh of relief and completely relaxed. She couldn't see through that dark area, so she couldn't help but feel worried.

Yuuki walked towards the lounge, and Hayasaka naturally followed, half a step behind. "While you were fighting, there were warriors fighting to the death."

“How many groups?”

"Two groups. One of them is Adam. His opponent is the Doomsday Knight from Death Arena III."

"How long does it take?"

"Five minutes and thirteen seconds."

Yuki paused for a moment. This was too fast. If he guessed correctly, the difference in combat power between these warriors was not big. Five minutes was enough to explain a lot of problems.

He is terribly strong, but not outrageous. According to Li Mo'an's description, a man like Adam would never let up, which means he would use all his strength in every battle.

If Adam could deal with the plot characters within a minute, Yuuki would start running at full speed immediately. Hesitating for even a second would be irresponsible to his own life.

"Not bad, it seems these deathmatches don't follow the cup rules." Yuki nodded slightly. He originally thought it was a one-on-one fight, and after the quarterfinals would be the semi-finals.

"It should be related to the cult's arrangements. Oh, and Zhang Shuangqiang is about to become a warrior in Death Arena II. He asked me when he can continue with the plan."

"As soon as possible, before the cult arranges an opponent for him." Yuki handed the matter over to Hayasaka in advance.

The maid nodded slightly, knowing that Yuuki had attracted all the attention and couldn't come in person. She lowered her voice and said, "There's news from the senior. She and Hiyori have explored five black buildings in succession and have a lot of clues to compare."

Five? They're both so strong? Nothing's wrong?

Yuki suddenly raised his hand to silence her, and chatted with Abate who was walking towards them, accepting his reluctant congratulations. He also heard that the second opponent would be arranged soon.

It didn't matter anymore. He sent Abate away, quickly entered the lounge and closed the door.

"Tell me, be as detailed as possible."

He didn't even need to remind her, as Hiyori saw this as a golden opportunity and took great risks, sparing no effort in collecting clues.

Senior Mai also took action personally. While using the Light-covering Prayer Instrument to give the Void Puppet some cooling time, she activated the special feature to act separately. Kaguya Shinomiya was responsible for driving, keeping her foot on the accelerator and refusing to waste even a second.

"That red figure is called an apostle?" Yuki frowned. This title alone could explain a lot of problems.

"Yes, Senior heard it herself, and it was discovered by those people in red suits."

"Is she okay?"

Seeing Yuuki turning his head nervously, Hayasaka paused for a moment and replied calmly, "It's okay. The characters in the story are very intuitive, but it's not easy to find Sakurajima Mai. And Kaguya-san is right outside the building. She'll disappear as soon as she hits the accelerator."

so far so good.

Yuki breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that Mai and the others had taken a big risk. If a death fight was triggered, it would be troublesome.

The apostles do have a relationship with God.

Yuki thought for a few seconds and felt that he had not gained much. He knew from the beginning that this copy must be related to gods, demons and monsters.

Seeing that he had calmed down, Hayasaka Ai continued to tell the story. Mai and the others also understood the structure of the cult. Those at the bottom wore black suits and were mainly responsible for collecting corpses and guiding players. Those with higher status wore blood-red suits and were the ones who took over the heads and performed the ceremony.

"There are about 4-6 people in each building, distinguished by skull masks. One of them has a golden skull mask."

"That makes eight of them. Golden skulls? Similar to that Elk." Yuki rubbed his chin. No wonder the cult made rules.

Elke can make himself a threat, obviously not inferior to the warriors. The cult is equivalent to holding eight extraordinary strong men in its hands, and there is an unfathomable apostle behind them.

Even if the dungeon starts and the eight player teams start to work together to rebel against Tiangang, they still have the strength to suppress them.

"Where's the blood-red skull?"

"It wasn't discovered, or it would be terrible if it was discovered."

"It seems that the apostle was not bragging." Yuki narrowed his eyes, not surprised.

That is one apostle, eight high-ranking officials with golden skull heads, dozens of weaker cadres in red suits, and a large number of ordinary members.

"Overwhelming strength, do you want me to try it?" Hayasaka Ai asked hurriedly, and it was very simple what she wanted to try.

Whether or not Hint 4 will work on the cult members is not something you can bet on 'theoretically'.

"There's no rush now. If anyone wants to try, I'll do it myself." Yuki decisively refused and calmly asked, "Have you found the database or something?"

"There are no computers or servers inside the building. Hiyori compared the four skull mountains."

The risk was too great, and Hayasaka Ai did not insist. With more reference objects, Hiyori actually discovered some problems.

There is a mountain of skulls on top of which are placed the heads of pure white warriors. These skulls are quite inconspicuous because there are dry bones underneath and they become 'fresher' as you go up. It is undoubtedly a torture to read the details from a pile of bloody and hideous heads.

But Hiyori did it. With a little luck, she saw a head with a white helmet on the top of the skull mountain. It was the remnant of a chaos item.

Upon hearing this, Yuki felt sorry for Hiyori, and she would probably be traumatized for a long time, but this piece of information was extremely important.

He finally understood what role the "player" played in this dungeon, and why the cult, which possessed overwhelming military power, had such little presence.

Eight columns, eight death arenas, eight player teams, all of which correspond to each other one by one.

That is the soil from which eight seeds will blossom—

A gorgeous blood-red flower.

Chapter 21: Copy Logic Analysis

The absurd plot is slowly being connected by logic.

The cylinders, the death arena, and the players began to correspond to each other, and the population problem that had puzzled Link City was also solved.

According to what Hiwa observed, the head was cut off, but the body dissolved into blood and was directly absorbed by the black building.

Although I don't know what the principle is, it proves that those "people" did not come out of thin air, but more like a cycle.

"They don't care about our search for the truth or whether there is any conspiracy hidden behind it." Hayasaka Ai reported everything with a strange expression on her face.

"It's not that exaggerated. These NPCs are simply not good at plotting." Yuki patted her hand and consoled her with a smile, "If they really didn't care, that apostle wouldn't have had to hide his identity. Didn't you notice that he never introduced himself from beginning to end?"

Hayasaka thought about it and felt that it made some sense, and her mood improved a little.

The group of players led by Zhang with two guns must be looking for it as well, but there really isn't much they can find. People here don't fall for empty talk and won't be deceived, so they can only fight head-on.

"It's not that the cult is calm, it's just that the seniors are very good. By the way, have they gone back to rest?"

"I've already gone back. It will probably take a while for Hiyori to recover." Hayasaka answered silently. Hiyori lost two void puppets, which was equivalent to experiencing the feeling of being killed twice.

In addition, Hiyori Shiina and Mai Sakurajima each received two reinforcement points as rewards, and even Kaguya Shinomiya, who was driving, received one. With the system's endorsement, it proved that they could not be deceived.

The secret was being further revealed. Yuuki held his cheek, and roughly understood how this absurd copy worked:

Citizens and warriors would constantly engage in deadly battles, and the cult would collect their bodies, chopping off their heads and piling them up into mountains. The rest of their bodies would dissolve into buildings and then regenerate in some way.

So he didn't see any living facilities, no schools, hospitals, parks, no elderly people or children, and those things on the street couldn't be called "people" at all.

This is an infinite cycle of killing, human-shaped leeks, and it indirectly answers Yuki's question:

Why did the demonic possession fail to capture much soul energy despite repeated battles with powerful enemies?

It turns out that it has its own cycle, so of course it won’t be taken away by the devil.

But there should be a price, otherwise it will become a perpetual motion machine, which is unscientific.

Yuuki tapped his hands lightly, going over all the clues so far in his mind, and suddenly paused.

"Hayasaka, have you found any place in this city that can be called 'safe'?"

Safe? Isn't this place full of fighting?

Hayasaka Ai almost blurted out, and after thinking about Yuki's question for a while, she realized that there were indeed two places that were relatively safe.

"The Cult and the Death Arena, the probability of fighting breaking out in these two places is relatively low. No, Abate once duelled with his colleagues, so the Death Arena is the only place left?"

The death arena is full of earth-shattering battles, which seems to have nothing to do with safety at first glance, but there is a kind of people in it who are absolutely safe.

"Those spectators will not be affected by the protection of the eight columns, and they have never killed each other!"

Yuki slapped the table, stood up excitedly, and paced in the middle of the lounge.

"These people only need to fan the flames. They don't need to eat or go to the bathroom. They're just a bunch of puppets. And have you noticed? There are empty seats in every deathmatch, and there's no pattern to the empty seats."

"Do you know what this reminds me of? The patients in the Demon Hospital, the believers in Yaduo Town, I said that the dungeon combat power can't be perfect."

When players step into the death arena, they will be overwhelmed by the fanatical atmosphere and have no time to pay attention to these details. However, Yuuki remained absolutely calm and noticed it the first time he stepped into the IV death arena.

At first he was wondering why those sitting at the 'top of the mountain' didn't move to the front when there were clearly empty seats in the front row.

"Are you saying that the audience is the price of the cycle?" Hayasaka Ai immediately came to her senses.

"Unless this place really is a perpetual motion machine, but how do you explain those empty seats? And don't you think it's unfair between the four characters?" Yuki turned around, his eyes shining with excitement.

The cult, players, citizens and spectators, only the last type does not need to participate in the war, does not need to die, and only needs to add fuel to the fire.

Glory and enthusiasm come from cheers, which are issued by the audience. No matter what method Yuki uses to conquer the copy, he will kill the warriors, so from the beginning to the end, his actions are only aimed at the audience.

Without cheers, there would be no fanatical atmosphere. Without a fanatical atmosphere, the eight columns would no longer be excited. Extending outwards, it represents the clear attitude of the cult.

They were against Yuki's actions, and if this kind of suppression wasn't effective, they would have personally taken action to eliminate him.

So, for whom do we suppress ourselves? For whom do we endure?

"So the most important role in this copy is the audience?" Hayasaka Ai took a breath and admired Yuuki's flash of inspiration. He was able to make this whole thing work.

In Blood Disaster, the audience is the least threatening. They can curse and roar but cannot rush down to attack the players. If they have a desire to perform and like fighting, they will feel close to them.

After thinking about it for a moment, she felt that this was not just a sudden delusion, but a very tight logical chain.

This came from the investigation of Sakurajima Mai and others, who found the deep secret of the copy and discovered the circular reaction. Yuki simply found loopholes in this cycle and then supplemented the observed phenomena.

"It's a bold guess, but how can we verify it?" Hayasaka glanced at the closed door and lowered her voice. "If this is true, it would be very dangerous. Fortunately, that cult was too direct and didn't resort to any tricks."

"If they are strong and sinister, there is no point in playing with me." Yuki cursed.

The cult's combat power is overwhelming. If the player knows how to scheme and scheme, will he be able to survive? This is similar to the church in Yaduo Town, except that the latter is bound by "God".

After thinking for a while, Yuuki looked up and decided to speed up the strategy: "Hayasaka, you go to find Zhang the Double Gun as planned, and add one more task, find a way to kill some spectators."

He didn't say how to kill or what risks would arise after the killing, and there was no need to say it.

"Okay, be careful. They won't let you rest much."

Hayasaka Ai accepted it immediately. She knew that the power of other players was needed at this stage, such as freeing Double Gun Zhang from the deathmatch rules.

"You should be careful too. By the way, lend me a prop."

"Which one?" Hayasaka didn't hesitate and instinctively reached for the Deathstroke, his life-defining item.

"You don't need the Death Knell, just lend me the flying boots." Yuki didn't want the Death Knell. The more powerful the chaos item, the more it needs a complete set of auxiliary systems.

Just like Shinomiya Nijimasa's grenade launcher, it also needs to be equipped with several cooling items.

Hayasaka Ai immediately threw the boots over, opened the door of the lounge, and was stunned again.

The guide, Abate, was standing at the door with his head down, as if hesitating about something. Seeing his expression, I understood instantly.

"Are you planning to play dirty?" Hayasaka's face suddenly darkened, obviously knowing that Yuki was too strong, which made the apostle very worried.

Yuuki is a sacrifice, a sacrifice who must die in the championship match, but now he acts with ease, all the opponents he fights with die, but he himself is unharmed.

"It's indeed a bit unfair." Abate actually showed a hint of shame, rubbing his hands lightly. "The opponent for the next battle has been arranged. Please prepare yourself. This time, you can either accept the battle immediately or fight the Apostle."

"When?"

"It's now."

Continuous fighting is to test the upper limit of Yuki's strength. What if he is stronger than Adam? If we continue with the plan, we will be shooting ourselves in the foot. It is better to cut the loss quickly.

Hayasaka Ai knew very well what the cult was thinking, and she knew even better why Yuuki wanted to appear so at ease, even though the golden skull was already having a hard time beating it just now.

'He has drawn all the attention of the dungeon, allowing us to move freely in the shadows.'

The girl's icy gaze made Abate afraid to look up. He wasn't stupid; of course he knew this was the cult's arrangement. According to the rules, they were supposed to fight each other, with a battle scheduled every two days, and then constantly broadcast on the big screen, like a grand ceremony.

However, arranging two consecutive battles for Yuki within one day was a blatant targeting.