You tell me, this is called daily youth?

It has been five days since I arrived in Kanagawa. When I first arrived, I thought it was a very simple task:

Get in touch with a few new players who are getting carried away by their success, observe their value and then make a judgment. If they are sensible, bring them into the organization. At the very least, they have passed the novice copy, and there may be excellent characteristics that can be cultivated.

If they don't know what's good for them, then get rid of them decisively. There is almost no limit on killing in the reincarnation game. Leaving some opponents will become obstacles sooner or later. Anyway, there are more or less chaos props, so you won't lose.

"But the situation was unexpected. These players were extremely cunning."

He held the teacup gently. The other party actually set up a false target to lure him into a head-on encounter with those people. After the victory or defeat was decided, they did not dare to chase and kill them, fearing that this was a strategy of driving the tiger to devour the wolf.

"And they didn't come out to take advantage of the situation, and they didn't leave any clues in the entire Kanagawa area. It's really strange."

He is definitely a player who has just completed the novice mission. His purpose is very simple, which is to search for information about the reincarnation game in reality. However, his intelligence and patience have already demonstrated their value.

Not everyone can stay calm after surviving a disaster, enjoy life, exercise, or even indulge in extraordinary powers.

"He was very keenly aware that the world had changed. He proactively collected intelligence without any prompts and made such a thorough plan. This is no longer an ordinary player."

According to the discussion results, such players must be dealt with severely, either to make them willing to serve you, or to nip the danger in the bud.

No one is a fool, and there is no such thing as helping each other in the reincarnation game.

"But this patience is admirable. He didn't come back for three full days."

Two days ago, the masked man was lying in ambush all around, waiting for those players who couldn't resist their curiosity. According to his characteristics, even an invisible man could not escape his presence, so all they had to do was follow the clues and find the culprit.

But the prey was extremely cunning, and seemed to have evaporated from the face of the earth and never appeared again. After another discussion, they decided to come back and open a teahouse.

If the secret method doesn't work, try the open method. Since he is a genius, he must be arrogant. If that doesn't work, it might be a good idea to catch some lone rangers with excessive curiosity.

After waiting for a whole day, the masked man was a little tired. He was thinking about whether he should go back to report tomorrow when his tightly closed eyes suddenly opened.

finally come?

He sat up straight and turned his head to look at the door of the tea room. Various plans emerged in his mind, and then he saw a deep white figure.

Click.

Cracks appeared in the teacup in his hand, the aroma of tea filled the air, and the man's pupils froze.

Hmm? It's different from what I expected.

Just a back view makes people instinctively tense their muscles. Even in high-difficulty dungeons, this situation is rarely encountered.

Very strong. I feel nervous just by his back. A player above the extraordinary level?

For a moment, he regretted his arrogance. Who says that those who use Line to chat are new players? It may be that some unknown powerful player is organizing reverse phishing to see how the world is changing.

Fortunately, there was no murderous intent or hostility. And why did this outfit look so strange?

"Your Excellency is finally here." The masked man stood up solemnly, his voice changed by a special device so that it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman. "Please take a seat. Since you are here, you must be interested in me."

The figure at the door did not move or speak, but exuded a profound aura that was not only powerful, but also contained a kind of contempt for everything in the world.

Ordinary people just think that this person is sick, but the masked man can understand.

They are fearless and don't care what traps I have prepared, because once the random battle is triggered, we will be the ones to die.

And it turned out to be a fishing trip. I was wondering why he was using LINE, a communication tool that only newbies would use.

"Sorry, I did prepare some gadgets, but they're now turned off." The masked man lowered his voice. Knowing when to pick the best match is a basic skill for every player. Since the opponent looks formidable, there's no need to play any tricks.

As expected, the powerful make people honest. I knew you would do something bad.

Yuki laughed in his heart, no matter how talented a new player was, they would be ambushed, but they would not humiliate themselves in front of the strong.

"No need, I'll just stand at the door, this is my habit."

What kind of weirdness is it to turn your back to people? Isn't this the most vulnerable position to attack?

The masked man frowned, but felt that there was some hidden truth in it, as if it was telling him clearly: Just give it a try.

"Sir, I have prepared some good tea for you."

"It's just an ordinary item, far from what I got in the dungeon. Do you think I would be interested in such a thing?"

A copy? Is it a buff-consuming chaos item?

The masked man immediately guessed and said quickly, "Of course not. Chaos items like that are hard to come by."

"Let's get straight to the point. You've been hanging around these past few days just to wait for me?" Yuki's voice was cold, as if he didn't care about anything. "But you were too cautious. You waited for five days without changing the scene at all. You didn't even move the few plastic bottles next to the trash can."

He was here! He walked all over the site without my knowledge, and even the thermal imaging camera didn't work!

The masked man's scalp tingled. This person had obviously walked into the alley right under his nose, without leaving any clues or traces.

Is there something wrong with Shiratori's stupid personality?

Beside the masked man is a player who was a former criminal police officer. His characteristic is to draw portraits of unknown people and things based on his intuition. It is not very accurate, but he can "draw" certain characteristics.

Male, Japanese, aged between high school and college, not a threat in terms of strength.

'Except for the first point, the rest has nothing to do with it. Even the language is not Japanese, and there is a deadly threat!'

My brain was working at full speed under the tension. After a long time, I could only utter one word:

"Yes."

"What do you want?"

Uh......

The masked man couldn't answer. He couldn't say that our organization wants to recruit new players and if they don't obey, they will be killed. He was afraid that he would disappear without a trace before he could finish his words.

"We want to cooperate. With a leader as strong as you, that organization must be very powerful. If we join hands, we will be successful in both reality and the game!"

"Cooperation? Your initial goal should be to recruit or eliminate them. Also, I am not a leader."

Huh? He's not considered a leader?

The masked man tensed his muscles, but quickly sat down. Another excellent idea came to his mind:

It is impossible to recruit or eliminate them, but we can try to gather intelligence. For such a powerful and mysterious small organization, we need intelligence to judge whether it is a friend or an enemy.

"This guy must have changed his purpose. Players are very persistent in seeking intelligence. Very good, I will give you some right now."

Yuki tried hard to maintain his superior image and waved his hand gently: "Do you know why we are chatting like a bunch of clueless newcomers?"

The chat content did show that he was a newcomer, but the use of fake signals to fish did not seem like a newcomer at all. This not only explained a question, but also made the masked man feel relieved.

It's better to be schemed against by such an old player than to be played around by a few newcomers.

"Because you want to attract powerful player organizations, well, maybe two organizations, and then choose a partner from them, but why don't you choose on the forum?"

Forum, what forum?

Yuki's mind was full of question marks, and faced with the doubts, he just shook his head dully.

"seeing is believing."

"He is indeed a strong person. There are indeed good and bad people there, and there is a lot of false information. He pretended to be a newbie to lure us out. Seeing is believing."

Damn, your reasons are more comprehensive than I thought.

"You have good judgement."

"Thank you for your compliment." The masked man placed his right hand on his chest and bowed gracefully.

"Yes, we encountered a difficult task called 'Shadow of the Golden Tree', where demigods killed each other for the only magic ring." Yuki recounted the background setting of the film in an indifferent tone.

"Demigod? An extremely difficult epic mission!" The masked man exclaimed, and then fell into doubt: "Then how did you ......"

"Don't you know that there is something that can pause the mission?" Yuki tilted his head slightly, revealing a chin as sharp as a knife and an axe. His skin was as white as jade. This face must be quite handsome.

"Please forgive my ignorance. At my level, I am not yet able to appreciate this magnificent view."

"You'll understand later." Yuki sighed softly, shook his head and said, "Do you want to know my evaluation of you?"

"Please speak frankly." The masked man sat up straight, like a corporate slave waiting for a job interview.

"Not worth mentioning. Your status in this player organization must be quite high. That's my evaluation."

Even though he was pointed at and scolded, the masked man did not seem angry at all. The 'shadow of the golden tree' sounded very scary and matched the other party's aura very well.

After gaining more intelligence, he became a little undecided. The other party's level was much higher than his. What if he got into trouble?

"My position is not high, but what you just described is beyond my authority. How about we send someone else?"

"I know you don't hold a high position and you hang out in a good circle, but you're still just an apprentice after all."

These words made the masked man's pupils shrink, and he felt that all the hidden props he had put so much effort into had become a joke.

There are many interpretations for an apprentice, but in his case, doesn't it just point out that he is a student of some aristocratic school?

"Is there a consortium behind you?"

Yuki said again, which made the masked man hesitate for a moment. He felt countless thoughts flashing in his mind, but finally nodded slightly.

"Yes, we are stronger than you think."

There is no need to hide anything. The other party will know more if he can hang out under your nose. You should show your sincerity at this time.

"That's only in reality. No, in reality, whoever I want to kill will die. The limitations of the game can be ignored for the strong." Yuki replied contemptuously and coldly. When the masked man blushed, he suddenly changed the subject:

"But there are also opportunities for cooperation, as long as we pass the test."

"How to test?"

"If you meet any one of us in the copy and survive, that person will be the contact person for our future cooperation." Yuki said no more and walked out of the tea room.

The masked man was stunned for a moment, and quickly chased after him, but he didn't dare to overtake the other party, so he shouted at the door: "How do you know it's one of you?"

As soon as the other party left, he had already started to test the other party. Although he couldn't figure out the other party's strength, he could let the arranged sniper launch an attack.

If it is fake, the other party will die. If it is real, the responsibility can be shirked by eliminating the sniper.

"Recite a poem, remember it." Yuki didn't stop, but walked forward all the way to the depths of the alley, and in an arrogant voice, he shook his head and recited:

"When the sea ends, the sky becomes the shore; when the mountain reaches its peak, I am the peak."

"I am Taiyi."

After the conversation was over, everyone dispersed.

Just like entering a reincarnation game, the figure disappeared cleanly and neatly dozens of meters away. All the detection equipment he had set up failed, and even completely disappeared from his perception.

Space travel???

The masked man found it difficult to understand this power. He put down the communicator hidden behind him and stayed there for a long time, repeating the poem over and over again.

"When the sea ends, the sky becomes the shore; when the mountain reaches its peak, I am the peak."

Domineering and heroic, this is the height that top players should strive for, which is really desirable.

There is no need to test it. The mere fact of disappearing in an instant has already surpassed the extraordinary level, and is even comparable to entering the copy of the reincarnation game. This is a rule, a rule beyond cognition.

The organization's investigation was wrong, as some players had already reached a higher level. But this was normal. They came and went without a trace, so how could a mere consortium discover them?

You can only know if someone wants you to know. If they don’t want you to know, everyone will die.

He quickly compared himself with the strongest person in the organization and found that there was no comparison at all. He had never tried the strength, but the level was simply worlds apart. Those people were still immersed in luxury cars and beauties, what were they doing?

Of course, he also thought about the possibility that the other party might be trying to scare him, but there are some things that cannot be tried because if you try, you will die.

"It's lamentable, respectable, and terrifying. So what was my original mission?" He raised his hand and took off the mask, revealing a fair and handsome young face with narrow eyes and shoulder-length hair.

My face felt a little confused and a little longing. The huge amount of information made my brain feel a little swollen. I quickly found a chair to sit down and recall it carefully.

Jingle Bell.

At this moment, the cell phone rang, and he quickly put his face serious and put it to his ear.

"Sir, I'm Tsubaki."

"How's the situation? You should have made contact with that small group." A deep male voice came from the phone.

“We contacted them, but they had no intention of cooperating.”

"Did you solve it?"

"No, or rather, I couldn't solve it, but I got more important information."

Chun briefly described the conversation just now, and there was a long silence on the phone, as if the deep male voice was also a little confused and dizzy by the huge amount of information.

The strong man in white, Taiyi, an epic mission of super difficulty, a prop to pause the mission, and what is even more terrifying is that the person he sent was exposed at a glance.

Wait a minute, weren't they recruiting a group of new players with great potential? Why did they bring out such a huge monster?

"You...won't be fooled."