You tell me, this is called daily youth?

"what?"

"I said that the reincarnation game occupies too large a proportion, and you have to hide your identities when you return to reality. I forgot that you are just a group of girls in their teens." Yuki gently held his forehead and cast an admiring look, lingering on Shinomiya Kaguya for a moment.

Except for the white headband, she was almost the same as she remembered. Kaguya obviously felt the gaze and raised the plan to cover her face.

It's amazing that in this bloody game, he was surrounded by a group of JKs. When he realized it, it did dilute the cruel atmosphere.

"You seem very old when you talk about it." Sakurajima Mai came over with a graceful smile.

"College students and high school students are in two different worlds. You don't understand the adult world."

"Tsk, I'm just two years older. Don't forget that I'm your senior." Mai shook her fingers, completely forgetting that she felt puzzled by the term 'senior' when they first met. She sat on the edge of the sofa, crossing her long legs in black stockings.

"Remember when we met, your eyes were very strange."

"Uh, it seems so."

"What do you mean by 'as if'? I can still clearly remember the lustful look you gave me and the senior." Hayasaka Ai added silently from the side.

"And me, Mr. Yuki's eyes were very obscene at that time." Shiina Hiyori, who was not far away, raised his hand silently, causing Kaguya next to him to purse her lips and shout that she was lucky.

Fortunately, I covered it up tightly at that time, otherwise I would have fallen into his clutches.

"What do you mean by obscene? I just saw someone I knew and thought about how to use him." Yuki argued.

"Then you're done looking at our faces. Why do you always look down?"

"It's just instinct, don't blame me." Yuki had a determined look on his face, and his eyes looked like he wanted to join the party.

The bunny girl in black stockings has an absolute domain, it would be strange if you don’t take a second look.

"So you're essentially a pig-head." Mai extended her index finger and tapped Yuuki's forehead lightly, then her eyes drifted away, "How about this from now on, when we're not in combat, we all wear school uniforms. Speaking of which, we're almost delinquent girls, and this will help us remember our school life."

The days in the reincarnation game feel like years. Although it is only a month in reality, it feels like I haven't been to class for many years.

Yuki was puzzled at first, then surprised, and finally became suspicious: "You... don't you want to ask me for something?"

"It has nothing to do with you." Shinomiya Kaguya immediately shook her head, stroking the red silk on her chest, her red eyes suddenly dimmed: "Although it's not much, it always reminds me of some people."

You are thinking of Chika Fujiwara, right? Unfortunately, I have never met this future Prime Minister.

Yuuki couldn't help but laugh when he saw her thinking about life while she was talking, and then a slender finger poked his cheek.

"I don't care what Kaguya-san thinks, but I do have a favor to ask of you." Sakurajima Mai's bright face turned serious, with a queen's oppressive aura. "No matter how difficult it gets, just survive."

The smile on Yuki's face froze. He was not someone with low emotional intelligence, and he immediately realized that this was a 'long-planned' thing, and glanced at everyone.

“Is this considered an early benefit?”

"To be precise, I want to give you some hope. In the devil's hospital, did you really think we didn't hear what you said to the tyrant?" Hayasaka Ai stopped pretending and slightly lifted the hem of her skirt, revealing her straight and well-proportioned calves.

"Go, defeat everyone, and bring us back alive."

What I said to the tyrant?

Yuki thought about it, his expression turned ashamed, and he immediately knew what the maid was talking about.

That was a joke I played on the tyrant before the decisive battle.

His eyes swept over the faces that were either shy, or frank, or determined, or pretending to be calm, and Yuki stood up suddenly, holding the knife.

Okay, the attack speed is maxed out.

Chapter 30 I am the champion!

squeak-

The door of the lounge slowly opened, and the blood-red sky, the busy streets and the black building that looked like a giant sword came into view one after another.

There was nothing unusual going on yet, but a few strong men across the street who were looking over had murderous intentions.

But it doesn't matter.

As if equipped with Nashor's Fang, Yuki felt his attack speed was maxed out. Besides his survival instinct, he also had the responsibility as the captain. After being reminded by the senior students and others, he seemed to have found another reason to fight hard:

Fantasy about the future.

"I still have to save my life to play strategy games."

As he muttered to himself, he closed the door and stepped forward. The plan had been assigned, and Yuki didn't have to worry about anything else. He just had to finish his part of the job.

The three members of the cult stopped chatting and looked over in unison, their pupils reflecting:

He was wearing a grey windbreaker, had an unshaven beard, and had messy black hair tied in a bun. He held a knife in his left hand and walked steadily, without much murderous intent.

The man in the red suit pursed his lips, and one of his men picked up a battle axe and rushed forward.

"The time has not yet come. Go back and wait for notification."

"It's too stuffy in there. I can't even come out for some fresh air?"

"No." The man in the neat black suit didn't want to waste time talking. Seeing Yuki walking straight through the traffic without stopping, he reminded him, "Don't test our patience."

"So I'm supposed to just sit there and wait for death?"

In a normal world, he would have given some reasons at this moment, regardless of whether they were true or not, and he would have kept calm first, but the strong man just raised his battle axe.

"That's none of my business. Think it over carefully."

The people are really simple and honest, and they will never take gentle measures.

Yuki laughed when he heard this, and when he saw the other cult members also took out their weapons, he remembered what he had complained to Hayasaka Ai.

If you are both strong and sinister, then there is no point in me playing.

He stopped, as if considering the consequences. The strong man looked at him with contempt, remembering what the Apostle had told him:

"This seed probably doesn't dare to confront us. He should be able to guess that something's wrong with Adam. He might have a chance of winning if he waits for the opportunity. If he forces his way in, he's doomed."

The cult will not give way, nor will they consider the overall situation. If Yuki wants to fight, then they will fight to the end.

He put down the battle axe slightly and then raised it up again immediately. The man in gray disappeared from his retina, and a huge force hit his hand.

clang!

Sparks exploded, and the burly man, who was over two meters tall, fell backwards. Without panic or questioning, he pressed his palm on the ground, and a silver air burst flew out of the battle axe.

Whoosh—boom.

There was no shielding from the columns here, and the gas explosion streaked across the wide street, cutting several passing cars in half.

As expected, he is quite strong and is happy to hear about the battle.

Yuki stood straight, his eyes quickly scanning the surroundings. This was the first time he had taken action against anyone from the cult since entering the dungeon.

Hearing is not as good as seeing. He first glanced at the fanatical strong man. This man was not afraid at all, or panicked by the change of plans. Just like the fighters in the ring, he put all his energy into the fight to the death.

He charged forward furiously, cracking the concrete pavement with every step. The sound of "dong dong dong" of footsteps approached, but Yuki didn't even look at the other person.

He was looking at the remaining members of the cult, including the cadre. All of them were holding axes or knives, with the same fanatical expressions, but none of them rushed up to join the battle.

Confirmed, Deathmatch cannot be intervened.

Confirmed, Deathmatch is similar to the random mission mode, and players cannot start two games at the same time.

Zhang Shuangqiang didn't add any personal information to the intelligence. He was obviously a smart man. If he misled Yuki, he would be in trouble. So -

Yuki dodged the incoming battle axe by leaning sideways, stepped forward, and elbowed the strong man, sending him flying on the spot. He raised his hands to grab his legs, turned around, and smashed him down hard.

boom!

A passing car was smashed into a discus, and the strong man spit out blood, with all his bones broken.

He lost his fighting ability in an instant, and without intervening for a moment, the whole thing exploded into a cloud of flesh with a loud bang.

Yuki was prepared and jumped away in advance, with the corners of his eyes twitching uncontrollably.

Confirmed, there is no bug in the deathmatch, you can rush forward with a wounded person.

Confirm that the souls of the members of the Order are complete and I can be replenished.

After confirming the two pieces of information, he turned around abruptly and saw one red and two black figures rushing towards him, their murderous intent firmly locked around him.

Confirmed, the number of people in each battle is different, and the conditions are attack actions.

Yuki never dreamed of a duel, so he just stuck the long sword under his feet, twisted his wrist and pulled it upwards.

Combat skill. Earth Dragon.

The rubble mixed with the onlookers rolled away, forming an earth dragon dozens of meters long. The cadre suddenly stopped and raised a big sword like a door panel.

point! !

Veins bulged on his forehead, and he clenched the sword in both hands and slashed down. The wind pressure formed a thin line, splitting the earth dragon, running across the long street, and cutting a three-story building across the street into two halves.

The sound of collapsing buildings could be heard from afar. The fight to the death was not over yet. The man drew his weapon without hesitation, but the greatsword in his hand remained motionless.

When he looked up, Yuki was standing with both feet on the sword, staring at him with bloodshot eyes, with the black muzzle of the gun pointing at him.

boom--

The shotgun shells sprayed, shattering a house not far away and a man in a black suit at the same time. Yuki jumped up lightly, exerted force with his feet, clamped the big sword, and looked at the cadre who rolled several meters away in an instant.

"Don't you want to see how I fight?"

boom!

The hunting rifle pierced through the armpit, knocking the enemy rushing from behind away. He spun on the spot, like a rabbit kicking an eagle, and kicked the big sword.

Swah——

The heavy weapon instantly transformed into a circular saw, whistling towards the cult leader, who was forced to jump back to let the weapon pass in front of his eyes.

As the afterimage just passed by, a figure holding a knife in both hands jumped in front of him and slashed him with the knife without saying a word.

"That will satisfy you!"

......

"What? He really dares to do it?"

The news quickly reached the apostle's ears, or rather, there was no need to report it at all. Standing at the top of the black building, it could see the dust exploding in the city.

Houses were shattered like building blocks, and the pure white shock wave swept cars away.

"Yes, he left the lounge ten minutes ago and started a life-and-death battle with the members of the cult." Elke didn't quite understand. There was no possibility of letting up here. Facing the upcoming championship battle, shouldn't they be well-rested?

"He's no match for Adam. Doing this will only widen the gap in strength, unless..."

"Unless he has no intention of participating in the championship match at all," the Apostle Gang member finished his words, the fire in his eyes flickering. "It seems he still wants to make a last-ditch effort, although I don't know how he'll struggle."

From the perspective of the apostle, Yuki had little room to maneuver. Could he use himself as bait to let the women escape? But they were too weak, and any number of people sent by the cult could kill them.

Besides, I can't escape from this world, so where can they escape to?

Speaking of Mai and others, the apostles are also a bit difficult to deal with. It’s not that they are too strong, but that they are too weak.

Why did they keep ignoring it? This had nothing to do with confidence, but rather that sending someone to fight them to the death would undoubtedly lead to their death. And based on previous experience with other seeds, if two people died, the entire team would be annihilated.

If you're going to kill the whole team, why not start with Yuuki.

It's either life or death, there is no third state, and there will be no mercy.

That would be fine, but the key is that the cult members will not follow, and the troops deployed around are all excited to fight with Yuki. Where can he find those women? What can he do even if he finds them?

The apostle was not distressed. His logic was very simple: send people to find those bedbugs. If they were found, they would die. If the bedbugs died, the seeds would also die, but the seeds could not die now.

Why look for it then? After the ritual is completed, everyone will die.

Except for Hayasaka Ai who has a slight presence, the seniors and others are like air in this copy. In the eyes of the apostles, there is really no threat at all. No matter how hard they rack their brains, they can only target the audience.

He was about to ask Elke to guard the altars when he raised his head slightly.

boom--

The sounds of fighting became more intense. To the west of the city, a storm rose up into the sky, connecting the sky and shattering everything within a few hundred meters.

"Edek is dead, and Adam seems to be even stronger." Elke's face was full of envy. His companions of the same level were blooming in the most violent battle, but he was here with the apostle thinking.

It's really a torture.

"Adam received the invitation and is already furious." The apostle was also eager to try, and he couldn't help but have this thought:

Fight him! Cut off his head! Crush his body!

But I must endure and let the Blood God's gaze be upon me.