You tell me, this is called daily youth?

It’s very novel and valuable for reference. How come it looks no different from reality?

While the other players were focusing on the battle at the largest castle, Yuki was studying the details and couldn't help but ask a question.

"Why do some players live in castles and some in shanties?"

"The shanties should be included in the game when you ascend. Each camp has a different form of expression, and the size of the internal space is determined by the number of people in the team." Liangyi Mana, holding a pair of binoculars, looked puzzled. Isn't this common sense?

Well, this setting is the same as that of the thorny rose.

Yuki nodded and asked, "Where did these castles come from?"

"Players build it themselves. With a little permission, you can do it. You can change the material, style, and size. You can treat it like a guild base in an online game, where you can divide it into dedicated areas. Some areas are very sturdy and difficult to damage from the outside."

"How do we solve the problem of land?"

"Just rob them and overturn other people's nests. The exclusive space that comes with the game is very fragile. Even a super-level person can destroy it."

"Why deploy powerful defensive equipment? Why build it?"

"Are you afraid that others will steal it? The strength of the castle is directly proportional to the amount of authority. If the team does not have enough authority, of course they have to use defensive items to cover it." Mana rolled her eyes. She found that Yuki was sometimes scary smart, and sometimes ignorant like a pig.

"As for why it was built, you travel back and forth to the borderland through the medium, and you can't be surrounded by onlookers as soon as you get home."

I see. This is the setting of "If you are a brother, come to Sand City and kill me". No wonder the border area is so prosperous, and no wonder Philen dares not return home.

Judging from the performance, the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons has no combat restrictions at all. You just returned from the border area after buying a bunch of treasures, and then they were snatched away by the "fellow villagers" who were waiting for you.

And then there's the medium.

Yuki glanced at the broken sword stuck in the distance. In the center of this outpost, there were several broken sword sculptures with the same appearance, but dozens of times larger.

There were many players who appeared out of nowhere. After a brief moment of shock at seeing their homes turned into this state, they all ran towards the castles.

"What's going on with this medium?"

"Ah? How could you return from the border without coordinates? Those are public media granted by the game, and anyone with any authority can create individual coordinates. You don't want to be teleported to the enemy's lair for no reason, do you?" Mana gave a 'you're so stupid' expression and gently spread his hands.

"That's why players from different factions rarely visit each other. No one knows what's on the other side of the coordinates, or whether they'll be caught in a pig-killing game."

Oh, that's the difference between public coordinates and private coordinates. Because Isayama Yomi has the authority, I can appear accurately next to Gojo Satoru. I have to use this thing to enter and exit.

He suddenly understood the significance of those castles. These were the homes of various player forces. It was safer to travel back and forth using private media and return directly to their homes that had been built into turtle shells.

That's not right, how can the thorny rose have infinite medium?

Yuuki thought of the outpost of Thornrose, where there were countless tall buildings, and there was a portal in the lobby of the first floor of each building. Doesn't this mean that the medium is infinite?

Why? Why?

Yuki had no answer, he was just thankful that he had imposed the gag order early on, otherwise the many anomalies in the Thorn Rose would have been targeted sooner or later.

To sum it up, apart from the vortex above the head, there are too many differences between One Hundred Demons Night Parade and the Thorn Rose Outpost. The root of the difference is whether fighting is prohibited. This creates a strange equality. Every player has similar resources and cannot plunder each other.

"If it were like this, they would have already beaten me to death and destroyed my exclusive space from the outside, leaving me homeless. No one would want to live in a shack instead of the safer castle."

This has created a series of closely-knit factions, as well as countless hatreds and ambitions.

sense of security.

This is the most core demand of the reincarnation game. No matter inside or outside the dungeon, every player who does not want to commit suicide must pursue a sense of security, and this resource is the most scarce.

So what if you become an epic player? Where there is comparison, there is class; where there is oppression, there is resistance. And the game provides ample opportunities for resistance, no, for killing each other.

The weaker evil-fighting team will then bring a group of foreign enemies back home. Regardless of victory or defeat, there will be bloodshed. This hatred will continue until one side is completely destroyed, and then a new challenger will appear, and the cycle will continue indefinitely.

With disgust, Yuki finally turned his gaze to the core battlefield, which was a giant castle that could not be described in words.

The pitch-black city wall is about a hundred meters high, and the towering castle tower has golden patterns. It is so high that you can reach out and pick the stars. Its area is equivalent to that of a city, and it stretches as far as the eye can see.

The light left by various energies flickered inside and outside the city walls, afterimages crisscrossed on the walls, and every second, evil spirits and human corpses fell to the ground.

It was a fierce battlefield, but it was completely different from the global insect plague. It was hundreds of player teams fighting each other. Even with Yuki's experience, he couldn't tell how many extraordinary skills or chaos props were colliding.

Energy, physical skills, curses, cause and effect, time and space, domain...

Yuki was admiring the special effects movie. He had never seen so many players die in a short period of time. He didn't have to spend time studying the settings or cracking the secrets of the dungeon. He just had to focus on fighting.

It's really simple and crude, which is also the norm in reincarnation games.

He retracted his gaze and saw that Gojo Satoru in front of him was very busy. A holographic projection unfolded in front of him, which was covered with densely packed enemy and friend signs. Many high-ranking members of the evil-elimination team stood around him, and their straight black uniforms looked quite imposing.

The handsome Arima Takashi with white hair; the petite "Insect Pillar" Shinobu Kocho; and Abe Haruaki from who knows which film set...

There were many familiar faces, but fortunately Yuki had developed antibodies after seeing so many of them that he just glanced at them and turned to look at Zuo Qianhu.

"Why aren't there any epic player reinforcements? Ghost Hunters should have some."

This was a hidden common sense, and the warrior carrying the six swords didn't think much of it. He clasped his fists and replied, "It's not that we don't try our best, but because of the participation of epic-level players, if they are exposed, they will be targeted by the Judge, and the risk is too great."

Oh, there is also this setting. The Judge is not just a killer, but the maintainer of order in this stage of the reincarnation game.

He thought of the "Trial Mission". Anyone who broke the rules would become a virus, and the reincarnation game program would naturally send out antivirus software.

Otherwise, you will be crushed by the big guys and won’t be able to raise the Gu, right?

Yuuki cursed silently when he heard a cheer.

"We got in! We finally got in!"

Looking forward, the fierce battle has spread to the huge castle tower. Some members of the evil-fighting team dressed as ninjas are running on the roof, fighting with evil spirits and ghosts that appear out of nowhere.

The will-o'-the-wisp fire and the demon-killing bullets intertwined, and in just an instant, hundreds of fireballs emerged, looking like a string of shining pearls.

Demons are everywhere, and both the technological and magical sides have all kinds of abilities. It seems that this war is destined to be chaotic.

Yuuki was an excellent observer, keeping his composure and learning quietly.

"Issue a search mission for Tanjiro. Remove the common medium and sever all communication between the border areas." Gojo Satoru was very excited. The 'Teleportation Crystal' was a crucial item. "Have you encountered any monster-level players?"

"The Flame Demon appeared, and Giyuu took people to deal with it." Arima Kisho adjusted his glasses and said expressionlessly, "Only Virgil showed up among the Twelve Evil Demons, and he led Dante away."

Huang Quan frowned, the Insect Pillar chuckled, and many high-level members of the Evil Extermination Team were dissatisfied. Dante was a Monster IV player second only to Gojo Satoru and a vanguard general in the war, so how could he abandon his post without permission?

"Oh, the hatred between these two brothers is too deep. Let Kotaro go and help." Gojo Satoru scratched his head, as if he had expected it. "Well, send three more teams from the core to help Tanjiro and cut off contact as soon as possible. There are several monster-level demons staying in the border area. It will be troublesome when they return."

"Yes, the third, fourth, and sixth core teams will be dispatched to quickly suppress the first floor of the castle tower!"

Dozens of players jumped off the roof and soon sank into the eternal night. There were 20 core teams in total, and all of them were led by monster-level players, who were the core force of the evil-fighting team.

Shinobu Kocho, who hadn't been called, stepped forward and said, "Captain, have you found Muzan?"

"We're looking for them. Just be patient. You guys are looking for Muzan, they're looking for ghouls, and I also want to find Sukuna. This time we agreed to take care of them all." Gojo Satoru shook his head repeatedly. Everyone was busy with revenge, so they could only be defeated one by one.

He unscrewed a bottle of Coke, looked at the holographic screen, and nodded continuously.

The situation was good. The demons were caught off guard. Many players were still strolling around the border area, and when they returned, they were confused. The strongest outer defense was immediately broken. After killing Mondes, they waited for Sukuna to return and die.

After destroying them, he adopted a lenient approach towards the remaining teams, and the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons could finally be peaceful.

He glanced at the castles, big and small. Although their gates seemed to be closed, they were actually just watching. As long as the evil-fighting team did not intend to kill all the ghost players, they would not resist.

There are good ghosts there, as well as former ghost hunters who are in a stalemate, and they account for a quarter of the camp's strength.

"The problem now is that only one Virgil has appeared among the Twelve Evil Ghosts. They are the core force of the Hundred Demons Night Parade."

Gojo Satoru touched his smooth chin. These twelve evil spirits were all veteran players above Monster III, and their quality far exceeded his core 20-point team. After all, the likes of Isayama Yomi and Rengoku Kyojuro were already ranked at the top.

Fortunately, I have gathered a lot of strong people this time.

He turned his head and looked at the reinforcements he had gathered with great difficulty.

There are only about fifty or sixty people, but each team is quite powerful. The captain is at least a Monster III player, and the team members are all monster-level. If they really want to form a formation, the evil-fighting team must use human wave tactics to win.

Of course, this is also wishful thinking. In the reincarnation game, the weak may defeat the strong, but they can never stop the strong.

The players who came to help each had their own reasons, and they seemed quite relaxed at the moment. As the elite of each camp, they had already experienced hundreds of battles and had no interest in the desperate confrontation between these extraordinary and super-normal players.

No matter which camp they are in, the middle and lower-level players are consumables, just like leeks. When you eat one batch, the reincarnation game will send another batch.

Only by constantly purifying in dungeons and killing each other can the remaining ones have the opportunity to be promoted to monsters.

"Thank you for your hard work, everyone. This first step went smoothly. The next step is to find Mondes and the remaining twelve evil spirits. If we eliminate them, the war will be won." Gojo Satoru said in a relaxed tone with a strong sense of confidence.

"Is it that simple?" Dafeng floated in the air, crossing her long legs in black stockings. Her posture was very strange, and the base of her thighs could be seen by just moving a little.

"Strategically, it's that simple. Of course, the tactics are very complex. The plan is nearly 300,000 words long. Would you like to review it?"

"Uh, there are too many words and it gives me a headache." Dafeng waved his hands quickly. He was just here to be a thug, so why should he care about so many things?

"It sounds like this war will be short. Maybe I can go back to the Psychic Academy and take a nap." Shokuhou Misaki yawned, glanced at Yuki who was thinking beside her, and deliberately poked him with her elbow.

"Mr. Li, don't you have anything to ask?"

Yuuki was studying the settings. He had already made many copies, but this was his first time participating in a war between players. Hearing this, he raised his head and looked directly at Gojo Satoru.

"You want to go straight to the point?"

Gojo Satoru suppressed his smile and replied solemnly, "Well, except for you, the forces of both sides are clearly visible. I have done all the preliminary work. You don't need to participate in the melee. You just need to serve as the key force to make the final decision."

The core of the plan is a short surprise attack. If they confront each other head-on, the evil-fighting team has friends and the evil ghosts also have allies. If both sides roll up their sleeves and call for help, it will only expand the war indefinitely.

Yuki recalled the story of "Forgotten Jianghu". The players from other factions would not be polite and would only treat "One Hundred Demons Night Parade" as a hunting ground. That would be the time for a real chaos.

"Don't forget, humans are weaker than ghosts." Yuki pointed out the key point. The high-end combat forces of both sides are the twelve evil ghosts on one side and the twenty core teams on the other. The former is much stronger.

"Well, this is exactly why I need your help." Gojo Satoru said frankly.

"Paradox, we need to strike last. We can't change the strength of the current situation." Yuki was in a somewhat unsympathetic state. He said coldly, "Besides, can you guarantee that the demons haven't heard about this? You've been fighting for so long, haven't the top brass of the Evil Extermination Team been planted with spies?"

With the indifferent tone, everyone's expressions changed, and many players began to whisper to each other. Arima Takashi finally couldn't help it.

"Mr. Li, please don't make unfounded speculations that will shake the morale of the troops..."

"He has a point," Gojo Satoru interrupted, observing Yuki carefully before smiling. "No battle is 100% certain. This is a gamble, and that's why I didn't send any of you."

He didn't need the other party to remind him. He had already held the trump card but didn't play it, but he saw Yuki shaking his head.

"You've bet too much. Even if there are problems, you have no choice but to continue betting. Can you stop now?"

The smile froze, and these words were like a knife that peeled off the shell of confidence. Yes, Gojo Satoru could no longer give up.

The continuation of a camp does not depend on high-end players, but on the number of ordinary players below. They all have the potential to become monsters or enter epic levels, and he cannot judge people by their appearance like Yuki does and select important training targets.

If the plan is terminated now, hundreds of players will have died in vain. If the twelve evil spirits attack at the same time, I'm afraid that few will be able to escape back to the border area. By then, there will only be a few masters left, and the copy can bury them all.

Those cyan eyes showed a hint of interest as he nodded and replied, "You're right. Having paid such a high price, I must gamble to the end. But don't worry, the safety guarantee is still valid. If this is really a trap, I will arrange for everyone to evacuate first."

They are afraid that they cannot retreat. The Hundred Demons Night Parade does not dare to offend so many camps, but they can find other camps to complete it, just like the fighters and the war maniacs. The two sides have many contradictions and may not hold back?

With a slightly pleading look in his eyes, Yuki didn't say this out loud. He was also thinking about whether to continue raising the bet.

Mana can read the script. Combined with the current clues, there is a high probability that there is something wrong with this faction war. But if the evil-eliminating team is defeated, wouldn’t all my efforts be in vain?

There is actually some profit now, and Yuki took the opportunity to delve deeper into the reincarnation game, but this is not enough. The seniors are growing, and he also has to hurry up.

"What do you think the chances of winning are?"

Gojo Satoru blinked, glanced at the castle in flames in the distance, and smiled confidently: "Don't worry, we will win."

I'm not worried at all. Your words reminded me of a famous scene. I hope it won't really turn out to be 2.5 Satoru.

Yuki showed a toothache expression, and was completely worried. After thinking for a moment, he said:

"Let me do you a favor and join the battle now. With my strength and status, I'll most likely be able to force out their trump cards, leaving you ample time to make your own choices."

As soon as these words were spoken, Gojo Satoru showed an expression of incredible surprise, while Taiho and others looked at him sideways, somewhat confused as to why he stood up.

This is the most efficient way to resolve the current situation. The Evil Extermination Team is not as good as the evil spirits. Even if they send out all their combat forces, they cannot force out a few real high-level people. Gojo Satoru has to keep them to deal with Mondes, so naturally he dare not suffer any losses.

Only the appearance of a powerful cross-camp player can force out the evil ghost's trump card, because this trump card exists for cross-camp players.

If the evil-fighting team plays their cards first, they don't have to keep them secret, as they can still sacrifice their rooks to save their kings.

If not, of course everyone is happy, because without advance preparation, it would be impossible to call for reinforcements from across the camp in just a few hours.

There are many benefits, but the problem is that everyone is in the same position, so why should he take any more risks?

"Are you crazy? Jumping into the fire pit on your own initiative?" Mana reminded in a low voice, and then realized that Yuki must have a way to escape. How could this man be so reckless?

"I want them to win, it's that simple." Yuki's answer was very direct. If the Evil Extermination Team doesn't win, how can he win?

"Whether we win or lose, you are the most steadfast ally of the Evil Extermination Team. Your enemy is my enemy, no matter who he is." Gojo Satoru's face was full of gratitude. Yuki's statement was extremely important, and the reinforcements from other camps would not be withdrawn easily.

"Okay, I believe you."

This is exactly what Yuki wanted. He found that the faction war was not controlled by the reincarnation game. Recalling the decline he saw when he just ascended, he knew that sooner or later something similar would happen in the territory of Thorn Rose.

Through this experience, he learned how to fight a faction war.