You tell me, this is called daily youth?

I skipped this stage directly, and according to this statement, my camp is just a group of ordinary people?

This is not fair.

The technology is mediocre, and there are no supernatural powers. The one with my senior sister doesn't count. According to my investigation, there is no such thing as adolescent syndrome.

Yuki thought of the gray sky again, and there were many small whirlpools next to the big whirlpool.

Could that be the passage? But why is only one of them still moving?

Yuki didn't know the reason either. What he experienced was completely different from what Philen experienced. The latter must have thought he was fooling him.

"Then in this case, wouldn't the existence that enters the border area be very powerful, and I won't have any chance of survival?"

This is the issue that Yuki is most concerned about. This is no longer a matter of taking off on a rocket, but a matter of skipping the stage directly.

"Not really. The strong are always a minority."

"But entering the outpost requires an assessment, a period of development, and finally a connection to the border. Wouldn't that mean monsters would roam everywhere?"

"Entering the outpost does indeed mean being separated from one's own world, and all traces of one's existence are wiped out." Philen picked up the teacup and looked at his face reflected in it, a trace of sadness flashing across his face. "But I've already said that only pioneers need to be tested. Players who come after them can follow his path to the junction."

Those who plant trees will enjoy the shade? No wonder they are called gods!

Yuki solved another major mystery. The gray outpost was very strange, but there were definitely players there, which meant that they connected to the border area and let him get an advantage.

It must be an epic of pioneering, with the most powerful players walking at the forefront of the camp, paving the way forward for those who come after them.

They are gods, free from closed and direct existence.

They are demons, and this road must be paved with countless corpses.

Yuki's breathing became slightly heavier. He had an instinctive yearning for heroic epics, and wondered whether those beings that transcended the copies could be classified as such.

But that is too far away, so it is better to understand the subtleties of the current situation.

Yuki withdrew his gaze and spent several hours and a cup of fruit tea to figure out the general trend:

The players who are selected will have their existence traces erased in their 'homeland'. They will stay in the outpost with other players of the same faction, and then continue the strategy and finally connect to the heavens.

Before the link, it was called a closed world. They had plenty of time to build a social structure composed purely of players, with money replaced by points. Economic activities like exchanging fruit tea for points must have flourished in the outpost.

This is finally no longer abrupt, the player will continue to become stronger, and eventually pass the second assessment to jump out of the closed world.

This will definitely be difficult, and it is estimated that it will take more than the 'monster' stage. When one pioneer falls, the second one will take over the authority and continue to move forward, clearing a path for the camp.

Those who come later are much happier. For example, this Philen is not better than himself, and he can also come to the border area to gain a broader vision and richer resources.

Phew, in this case there must be a lot of strong people, at least the camps that can connect to the border area, there must be existences that surpass "monsters", but they are not so extraordinary that they are worse than dogs, and monsters are everywhere.

"What's the point of linkable junctions? Is it just to provide players with a broader trading platform?"

Yuki still didn't understand, but vaguely felt that it was related to the abnormal outpost he was in. He closed his eyes and felt like he saw a triple nesting doll.

The first level is the real world, where players can be compared to people with super powers hiding in normal society, communicating through forums.

The second level is the outpost, where the rules of the game completely replace social laws. Even if they come from different worlds, they can always cooperate in the same camp.

The third level is the border area. When the various factions come into contact outside the dungeon, conflicts and disputes are inevitable.

We skipped the second layer of nesting dolls and did not experience the new rules set by those who came before us, which was definitely unusual.

Yuki was very excited. Every player he saw, even every sip of fruit tea he drank, was an unknown.

Yuki was also very desperate. Even after reaching the third level of the nesting doll, he could not see a way out. The reincarnation game was like a mountain, and no matter how he walked, he was still inside the mountain.

"But overall, I have taken a big step forward. I was also lucky enough to find the right person to ask for directions." Yuki knew that some questions were incredible. If they were asked by a sinister and cunning person, he would have been exposed.

"By the way, what camp are you from?" Philen asked curiously. She didn't think much about it. The world is infinite and there are countless camps. Who knows if there are any special outposts.

For example, last time she encountered a camp, she was forced to fight one-on-one. She had to kill the other side to get the answer, but a dead person couldn't answer, and when she arrived at the border, she was as confused as Yuki.

coming.

Yuki suddenly became nervous. He could find reasons for all the previous problems, but this one couldn't be explained.

"Uh, I don't have a faction."

Philen was stunned. How could there not be one? Isn't the purpose of the outpost to allow players from the same camp to meet up?

"If you don't want to talk about it, forget it." She turned her head away in dissatisfaction, pouting her lips to make her face look rounder, like a purple puff mushroom.

Seeing the familiar expression, Yuki smiled subconsciously and looked out the window at the various players.

But I really don't. Even the players of "Homeland" don't understand it. There are even many enemies in it. I can't expect everyone to be as cautious as me and know how to hide key information.

Yuki scratched his head, feeling that he had encountered an unsolvable problem. Fortunately, Philen had also calmed down by this time and looked at the note again.

"This is all common sense. Many games will automatically give you these prompts. We both owe each other a cup of fruit tea." Philen looked like he wanted to send Yuki away quickly. He glanced at the fourth question and frowned.

"Who else told you that the test to leave 'homeland' requires extraordinary strength?"

Very quickly, Yuki, who was just admiring the street view, turned his head quickly with a look of horror on his face.

What? There is no such condition?

Chapter 4 Is This a Coincidence? (K)

Outpost.

Mai Sakurajima suddenly appeared in the middle of the corridor, dragging her tired body, and saw an ordinary door.

With a thought, he went straight back to the door of the room. This was considered a benefit. He turned his head slightly and saw that Hayasaka Ai and others had also returned.

"Everyone, have you made any new discoveries?"

"We still haven't found anyone. We're the only ones in this giant city."

"There's a large open space to the west, and it looks like some buildings have been uprooted."

"I've already visited the tallest building. The layout inside is a little different. I'll find out why later."

Everyone summarized what they had found. The city was too big, and it was impossible to find any problems by just taking a quick look.

No clues were found and everyone was exhausted. Not to mention people, there were not even any daily necessities here. Fortunately, everyone's physical fitness was no longer that of ordinary humans, otherwise they would have starved to death sooner or later.

Mai rubbed his forehead, feeling a little depressed. Even though the 'gray snow' outside had stopped, the feeling of emptiness and desolation was still extremely unpleasant. It would be better to stay in the room.

At least if you close the door, you can rest quietly for a while.

"I don't know what's happening with Mr. Yuki." Hiyori muttered softly.

"He must be fine. Maybe he met some beautiful girl again and is having a great time." Mai joked while twisting the door lock.

"Senior Mai, why do I feel like you are targeting me?" Kaguya, who was whispering with Hayasaka Ai, suddenly looked up.

"It's just a joke. Even with me following him, he can still find Hiyori-san."

"Ahem, even if we were separated in the hospital, I'd still be a follower."

Everyone laughed softly. They were all friends who had known each other for a lifetime. Coming together to this ghost place dispersed many sorrows. It was better to stay together for warmth than to endure it alone.

"Hey, it would be great if I could take a shower here. I'm going to be smelly after not taking a shower for so many days."

Mai complained as she opened the door. She looked up and her feet stopped before she even set foot down. The low laughter behind her also stopped abruptly.

"Is there something?"

As soon as I opened the door, I saw a black thing. It was extremely conspicuous in the pure white space and didn't bother to hide.

"Senior, step back."

Almost in an instant, Hayasaka Ai blocked Mai behind her.

"It looks like a knife." Hiyori had already activated her special ability, stood on tiptoe, and took a look through the gap between the people.

"It's shaped like a katana, with a slightly straighter arc. The surface seems to be covered with a layer of carbide, and it has no tendency to attack."

Seeing that it didn't move, a few people felt relieved, but the question arose, how did it get into this space and get stuck in the ground?

You have to know that there is no concept of ground in this space, so there is no destruction.

"Why do I feel that this outpost is like entering the scene of a horror movie? When I returned home, there was an extra knife for no apparent reason?" Mai couldn't help but complain. She forced herself not to think, but was still surrounded by countless question marks.

"To be precise, it's a thriller that cannot be deciphered." Hiyori was still tiptoeing, wanting to get closer to take a look, but was blocked outside by Hayasaka Ai.

"Don't act on your own. Wait until he comes back to make the decision."

"But who knows when Mr. Yuki will be back?"

"You'll have to wait, though. In an unfamiliar area, safety is the top priority." Hayasaka Ai appeared stubborn and professional. She turned her head to look at Shinomiya Kaguya, who was standing on tiptoe but couldn't see anything.

"Miss Kaguya, please go back to the corridor and take a look. I'm afraid there's something else wrong."

The moment I opened the door, there was a knife stuck in it. If there was an ambush, I would be trapped in the corridor.

Where is the knife?

Kaguya hated herself for being a few centimeters shorter. She retreated to the corridor and walked around, then quickly returned to meet Hayasaka Ai and the other two who were waiting at the door.

"There's nothing unusual, no human figures, it just looks like there's an extra knife."

This answer was unexpected and confused everyone.

Four pairs of eyes looked inside the door at the same time. It was a pure white space, and there was a pitch-black long sword. If it was aggressive, it would have chopped it down the moment the door opened.

It neither attacks nor behaves abnormally. What's the point of it appearing out of nowhere in the room?

"Could it be related to Mr. Yuki? It's a pity that there was no one guarding the room when I opened the door." Shiina Hiyori was a little annoyed.

No one blamed her. Who could have thought of this? Everyone just looked at each other and felt that waiting at the door was not a solution.

It's been almost a day since I arrived at the outpost. It's full of secrets, but no real threats, at least not outside this door.

"Senior, lend me the singer's white veil. Hiyori, you retreat to the outermost side, and Miss Kaguya will cover you." Hayasaka Ai made a decision quickly. No matter what, she would try to test the reaction first.

Being a coward is contagious, and since you can't use items and skills in the corridor, Mai and Kaguya put their hands on Hayasaka Ai's shoulders and drag her out if they find anything wrong.

Hayasaka Ainori equipped herself with white gauze, held the handle with her right hand, and walked into the space carefully. As soon as she entered, she would immediately pull out the Deathstroke and enter the ghost shooter mode.

Four pairs of eyes were all staring at the long sword. Shiina Hiyori stuck her head out, reading every detail, and saw the maid moving her body at the speed of centimeters.

She put her foot into the door and slowly lowered it, but the moment her toes touched the ground, all her muscles tensed.

【Detect, restart】

has a problem!

Not only Hayasaka Ai, but also Hiyori who was reading the details flicked her fingertips. Mai and Kaguya in front of her used all their strength to drag the maid out in an instant. Because they used too much force, she hit the wall with a "bang".

boom.

The door closed, and Hayasaka Ai's painful moans were heard, but no one comforted her. Sakurajima Mai turned around and stared at the others.

"Did you hear that?"

The three of them looked at each other and nodded woodenly. They all heard a strange sound, but they were too nervous to hear it clearly.

"It seems like someone is talking about 'restart'?" Hayasaka Ai covered the back of her head and looked at the wooden door with lingering fear. Due to the barrier of space, nothing flew out from it.

"Look over there, that hole is gone." Kaguya raised her hand and led everyone to look. Sure enough, the big hole in the corridor had disappeared.

Not only that, the dust in the corridor and the cracks on the wall disappeared without a trace, and even the wall lamps seemed to be brighter.

No one spoke. They just looked at each other in surprise, then ran away and went down the stairs quickly.

At the very least, they all had extraordinary physical fitness. They ran down the stairs and through the hallway in just ten seconds. Hayasaka Ai, the fastest one, pushed open the glass revolving door.

Hey.

The boots stopped, and the blonde girl raised her head. Her jewel-like blue eyes narrowed, reflecting a city that was truly a miracle.

There was no more dust or ruins. Under the huge purple-red vortex cloud, there were densely packed high-rise buildings, and the streets were as smooth as the surface of the moon.

They are no longer monotonous gray and white, or have pure blue glass exteriors, or mosaic windows like churches. Street lights, guardrails, zebra crossings and other facilities have appeared on the streets, making people feel as if they have returned to a modern city.

Apart from being still empty and quiet, there is no trace of the previous bleak and depressing feeling. To put it in an analogy, it is like the sloppy draft just now has been filled with color.

At the intersection at the end of the street, an elegant fountain gushed out water, accompanied by light music like a music box. Hayasaka Ai, who was standing in the middle of the road, turned around and saw three equally confused faces.

Am I opening the door wrong?

......

Reality, a highly developed academy.

Ayanokouji Kiyotaka placed his hands on the rooftop railing and looked out at the quiet campus, where the shade of trees clung to the ground, the sun shone brightly, and the air was filled with a strong youthful atmosphere.