You tell me, this is called daily youth?

Mai leaned forward, her black hair obscuring her expression, and urged, "Hurry up and put it on for me, and then find a chance to pick out a gift for Hayasaka-san as well. I don't want her to blame me when I get back."

Yuuki was a little surprised, then smiled comfortably: "As expected of a senior, you really have a broad mind."

He reached out and clipped the rabbit hair accessory on the girl's black hair, one on the left and one on the right, which was quite symmetrical.

"Why do I feel like you're doing something dirty again?"

"How could that be? I've always been very serious, okay?"

You are such a jerk. You were just looking at my breasts.

Mai raised her hand to touch her hair accessories, trying hard to suppress the corners of her mouth, and raised her chin slightly with pride.

"Alright, get to work. Aren't you looking for Mr. Silverhand?"

"You won't go with me?"

"Who wants to go to such a dirty place? Just don't flirt with Rebecca." Mai emphasized with confidence.

She knew Yuuki. Although this pig-headed person was a bit shy, he was very picky about his partners. For example, he and Hayasaka were close friends who had risked their lives for each other.

If it were just a person driven by desire, he would have spread his seeds all over the world long ago.

"Okay." Yuki felt this trust and enjoyed it. As for Rebecca, she was just a friend.

Physical desires are insignificant to him, and there are ten thousand ways to experience pleasure beyond that at the border.

"Wait a moment."

Yuuki, who had just taken a few steps, turned around and saw his black hair flying. The senior schoolmate approached quickly, tiptoed, and then his lips felt wet and soft, accompanied by passionate breathing.

Mai covered her hair accessories with one hand and pressed the other on Yuki's chest, breathing heavily and looking at her seductively.

"Well, this is a return gift."

......

Yuki left contentedly, even his steps became strong and powerful. Mai stood there for a long time, her pounding heart still not slowing down.

The players passing by responded with kind smiles. In the dangerous reincarnation game, having fun in the moment is the mainstream, and they have seen more intense battles before.

Mai held his face in his hands, but his eyes were looking at the mighty bald man not far away. All the other players had left, but he was the only one who stayed where he was, and he couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.

"Hayasaka-san, when did you get here?"

"I've been here since you guys sneaked away." The bald man wiped his face, revealing his blond hair and pretty face, but his expression was a little complicated: "Senior, please don't act like a winner. Don't forget that I was the first to have this level of contact."

"That was a misunderstanding during the battle!"

"Haha, if you think so, then that's it." Hayasaka Ai didn't bother to argue and raised her chin slightly. "Kaguya-san's thoughts are completely hidden from me. Do you know why I kept silent?"

It was unexpected that the maid didn't jump out to cause trouble this time. Mai thought for a moment and said, "You want to know the answer?"

"Well, as the game progresses, there are more than just two of us around him, no, four of us, so I want to know the answer." Hayasaka Ai, who had been pretending to be a spectator and eavesdropping nearby, smiled.

"And his answers were okay."

"Are you willing to do that?"

"I'm not willing to accept this, but is Sky Island Yuuki someone who can be easily controlled? Just like our complicated relationship, we both tacitly agreed not to bring it into the dungeon."

This is indeed a tacit understanding. They are comrades in the copy and have never hesitated to take risks for each other. They only compete with each other's wits and courage when they have free time.

"You... are really calm." Mai was a little at a loss for words. She found that after fighting with Hayasaka Ai for several copies, her attitude had quietly changed.

Originally it was about you and me, but now it has become a rush. What the hell is this?

"Because I'm alive and clear-headed, I know this isn't Earth. Besides, you've saved me so many times, I can't bear to kick you out."

To put it another way, I was reluctant to kick you out. Wait, why did you declare yourself a winner without authorization?

Mai was about to correct the other party, but Hayasaka Ai spoke first: "So, senior sister, next time it's my turn, you don't make trouble. You can divide it into several parts and we can each take our own. Sounds fair, right?"

What do you mean by "each has his own opinion"? Have you been brainwashed by that idiot? Why do I feel like he has been fooling me?

Mai moved her mouth. Her previous common sense conflicted with reality, but as Hayasaka Ai said, there was no better way. It was impossible to have an internal conflict over such a matter, or to use conspiracy and trickery to physically kick the other party out.

Yuki would never allow such a thing, and Hayasaka Ai and Mai would never do it either.

"Deal." Mai reluctantly accepted, adding, "But I have to be ahead of the curve."

"Why."

"Because I knew him first."

"Hey, you're only a few hours ahead of me."

"A few hours is still early." Mai raised her chin proudly. She was the first one to team up with Yuki in Bloodthirsty Red Moon, and this was the only reason she could convince herself.

They stared at each other, but they felt much more relaxed in their hearts. They had already made each other's thoughts clear, and this was the first time they had spoken openly.

After a few seconds, the azure and lavender eyes each turned away, and a thought came to their minds:

The war is about to enter a white-hot stage.

Chapter 6: Deep into the Border (K)

Amidst the powerful heavy metal rock, hundreds of players are swaying wildly on the dance floor, with all kinds of lights shooting here and there, conveying a crazy feeling.

Johnny Silver was singing loudly with his bass in hand, and the drummer behind him was swinging a hammer, making the intense music echo in the building. Some scantily clad bionic people held up trays and delivered ecstasy potions to each booth, which made the mood even more crazy.

It's so fucking punk. It's a good thing I didn't bring my seniors with me. This is not a place for minors.

Yuki looked around, feeling a little curious and even a little uncomfortable. Two months ago, he was still a college student and had been to bars, but it was definitely not as wild as in Night City.

Of course, this was only the superficial reason. He trusted Johnny Silverhand, but was wary of 'Iron Faith'. If anything really happened, he would immediately cut off ties with the seniors.

Hey.

A bottle of liquor was placed next to him. Johnny Silver, who was sweating, pulled out a chair and couldn't help laughing when he saw Yuki's expression.

"Why, you're not used to it, are you a virgin?"

"Bullshit! I wasn't that in my last life," Yuki shouted. He wasn't a big lover, but he had at least three girlfriends when he was a corporate slave. "It's too noisy here, and I'm a self-disciplined person. I can't stand such a crazy scene."

My ears were filled with heavy metal rock and I was dizzy from the spotlights.

"Shit, there are hardly any self-disciplined players out there. Every time they risk their lives, don't they just seek a little relaxation? It's just that our camp is taking the route of chemical bliss." Johnny Silverhand picked up the bottle, bumped it with Yuuki, then tilted his head back and gulped it all down.

"Okay, since you're not used to it, just follow me."

Yuki hurriedly followed him, making his way through the crowded crowd and leaving through a side door. When the door closed, the noisy sounds were immediately blocked out.

My head suddenly became clear, and I saw a completely different scene.

There was no loud music, no crazy guests, and all kinds of high-tech equipment were arranged in an orderly manner. Players in uniform uniforms were tinkering with the machines. Then some guests arrived and were led into the operating room.

Many prosthetic limbs, like those in shopping malls, are things that players have modified or produced themselves, but these are obviously not for killing time.

Yuuki thought of the faction talent of the 'Mechanical Believers'. They could transform Chaos items and wear them on their bodies. Compared to them, Adam was just like a handicraft workshop.

"Want to transform your body? I'll install a few for you for free." Silver Hand seemed very generous.

"Well, I'm going for the fantasy route, and your stuff is more suitable for science fiction players."

"That's not necessarily true. We've had ether particle magicians come to us. They use a staff in one hand to shoot fireballs, and a Gatling beam cannon in the other. Flying spells are nowhere near as useful as a jet pack."

Damn, it takes talent to play like this.

Yuki was too tired to complain. He looked around. Across the operating area was a warehouse. Some players wearing Chinese Taoist robes were standing in front of the counter, selecting machine guns that were more than two meters long.

"Can you produce Chaos Items?"

"That's not called a Chaos Item. It's more like the weapons of the Defense Forces. There's no way to upgrade them. Of course, we also provide Chaos Item modification services."

"The weapons of the defense forces are very useful to you?"

"Of course, that kind of strange function can be used as a reference, but it can only be used as a reference."

Silver Hand led the way, taking Yuki through one area after another. The facilities of 'Steel Faith' were very large and covered various categories.

Only then did Yuki realize that Iron Faith was the largest player organization of the 'Mechanical Believers', and Silver Hand was a mid-level cadre in charge of the 'Night City' sector, which was considered to be a good use of his talents.

By the way, Yuuki also roughly understood his own position and why that "Ouroboros" would extend an olive branch to him.

In the border area, Iron Faith is considered an upper-middle level organization. One of their manager-level cadres is rated as Monster II, but Silver Hand is definitely no match for Yuuki in a one-on-one fight.

Of course, it is difficult for Yuki to kill a digital life.

The two sides excel in different areas, so how can they be evaluated simply by their combat effectiveness?

Therefore, Johnny Silverhand's enthusiasm is not only about sharing life and death, but also about recognizing Yuuki's strength. He knows how valuable a player who can complete the "epic achievement" is.

Yuki had no intention of prying into the organization's internal information. While searching for acquaintances, he sincerely admired, "You guys are doing a big business."

"As I said, you are a well-known figure in the entire border area. How about joining?" Silver Hand took a sip of beer and asked casually.

Humph, your thoughts are indeed not simple.

Yuki had expected this, but he didn't feel disgusted. This was a recognition of himself. Besides, apart from the senior, who else would have such simple thoughts?

"We are not from the same faction, how can we join?"

"There are plenty of ways to make you an ally, or even conquer a dungeon at the same time. This kind of item is precious, but you are worth it." Johnny Silverhand said seriously.

"You kid really have a purpose."

"Haha, it's just a request from above. You have to write a report like those hunters do when they return." The man patted Yuuki's shoulder without any pressure. "You're famous now, think about it."

Damn it, I want to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger, who wants this shitty reputation.

Yuki cursed inwardly, but knew it was inevitable. In the reincarnation game, where there are friends, there will be enemies, such as the 'One Hundred Demons Night Parade' and the 'Monster Front'. He didn't believe that the Blood Demon and the Real Person would go back without reporting.

"Let's see how much benefit you can give us."

"Okay, let's talk about it now." Silver Hand pushed open another door. This place looked like an office. On the left was a wine cabinet that occupied the entire wall, and on the right were some holographic projections.

Yuuki took a look at the Iron Hands logo and some portraits of characters, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Kamina? 02? Asuka?

This is a huge gap. Is EVA also considered a machine?

"Those are the big guys in our camp. What do you think? Do you think we are strong?"

"What level is considered a big boss?"

"Epic player, don't worry, as long as you don't die young, you will become one of them sooner or later."

Johnny Silverhand has already guessed the reason why Yuuki must kill the Queen, and this is also the most important point.

It is difficult to unite player C in a dungeon, but it is not impossible. However, to complete the epic achievement, you have to complete the dungeon.

An epic player, no wonder he is called a big boss.

Yuuki also showed longing. After comprehensively evaluating the monsters, there are epics and legends. According to the game settings and Johnny Silverhand's statement, there is a gap between monsters and epics.

These are two different life forms, the real high-end combat power among countless players.

Ding.

A bottle of whiskey on ice was placed on the table. Johnny Silverhand threw a cigar to Yuuki, lit one for himself, and then took out a document from the drawer.

"The information you want, what I know is all written down here. If you don't know, you have to ask the boss above in person."

The word "personally" is used very cleverly.

Yuki remained calm and carefully read the contents. Most of them were records about various factions. After all, Feilun was just an ordinary player and didn't know many inside stories. Besides—

It's free.

There are countless factions in the Samsara game, and no one knows how many have obtained the qualifications to connect to the border. The "Mechanical Believer" marks out some powerful factions, such as "Hunter", "One Hundred Demons Night Parade", "Ether Particles" and so on. The symbol of a powerful faction is that it has multiple epic players.

Slowly sweeping around, he saw that the powerful camp was densely packed, but Yuki didn't feel much pressure.

There are both hostility and cooperation between each camp. How can the likes and dislikes of an individual represent the likes and dislikes of all players? For example, if he makes an enemy with the Blood Demon, at most he will offend the team behind him, the "Monster Front". It is impossible for someone like Philen to change his opinion of him.

There are too many, so many that even the most ambitious person cannot rule across camps.

Yuki found some details that the relationship between the same camps would not be good, for example, the "One Hundred Demons Night Parade" has been fighting among itself, which is consistent with his guess.

If the Demon Slayer Corps and Gojo Satoru became players, it would be impossible for them to cooperate with evil spirits and cursed spirits. The hatred between them is far greater than that between players from other factions.

"Are the ones you marked in red the more aggressive ones?"

"Well, just be careful when you encounter them. Some of the players there are quite tricky."