You tell me, this is called daily youth?

At least compared to that ancient castle, this place is too normal. Apart from the annoying crying and groaning sounds, there is not much sense of horror.

Yuki glanced at the surveillance camera above the nurse's desk. He had carefully observed it when he came here before, and there was only this one surveillance camera.

"It doesn't make sense, but it makes sense. I'll write it down for now."

Turning the corner, he saw four figures standing in front of the nurses' desk, several meters apart from each other, looking wary of each other.

Sakurajima Mai and Hayasaka Ai had arrived early. In addition to the 'hunter' wearing a gas mask, there was also a young man wearing a mask and with slightly curly and fluffy hair, who was looking around curiously.

He really wanted to strike up a conversation, but he felt the atmosphere was too tense and he didn't dare to speak, as he would come across as a weakling.

'It could be acting.'

Yuki glanced at everyone and spent the same amount of time on each one. He didn't even give any hints to Hayasaka Ai and Sakurajima Mai with his expression. Instead, he felt something was wrong.

Five old players, that’s a lot of people.

"Is everyone here?" He walked over slowly and asked in a hoarse voice.

Everyone looked over, their eyes were either indifferent or curious, and an awkward atmosphere was spreading. At this time, Sakurajima Mai took over the conversation.

"Probably, unless some people want to hide on purpose."

According to the script, she is a good person. Even if you can't see her face clearly, her clear and pleasant voice can make people feel good about her.

"There's no point in doing this. Once the newcomers arrive, the game will begin. It's dangerous to stay where we are." The player dressed as a hunter turned his head and looked at Mai carefully.

"But there is no reminder for us to gather."

"No, but not making a choice in the reincarnation game is the biggest mistake. Who dares to bet on what the hint will contain later?"

The hunter narrowed his eyes. Regular tasks have a fixed process. Old players will enter first, followed by new players. The task prompt will be released after everyone arrives, and there is no way to judge the prompt.

If it wasn't intentional and you don't even know this, you probably only went through one copy.

Then the way they both conceal their features is similar, so it might be a team strategy.

The hunter looked at Hayasaka Ai again. The latter remained silent, revealing a cold aura that kept strangers away, and the giant revolver on her waist made him look at her a few more times.

Directly showing the chaos items, they are generally very powerful.

"Okay, Senior has exposed her true nature as a noob."

Yuki judged the result from the tone of voice. This was also a deliberate arrangement. It was better than exposing that the three of them were all losers.

The three of them are at the same level and are still exploring the reincarnation game, so someone must step out and become the newbie.

"Yes, only after the game starts, you can decide the way to act according to the mission prompts, because the player's freedom must be based on the rules." Yuki took over the conversation casually and looked around at everyone: "New players are currently going through the instructions. Do you want to know why we are gathering in advance?"

"Why?" Mai asked humbly, unable to conceal her student's immaturity.

"Because there is no difficulty limit in the reincarnation game, whether it is difficult or easy is in the hands of the players." The hunter answered for Yuuki. This can be discovered after going through more than two copies.

If five people start the game now, the difficulty will be infinite. The new players who will arrive later will be confused and will definitely die.

"There are always people who become arrogant after experiencing extraordinary powers, and like to stir up conflicts like a fool." Yuki glanced at the hunter in agreement, and slowly spread his hands: "I suggest that everyone cooperate. Even if there is no contract guarantee, don't kill each other in the dungeon."

"How can we guarantee it without a contract?" The curly-haired young man who had been silent raised his hand, as if he had been waiting for this sentence.

"Simple." Yuki smiled lightly, brushing his palm across the sawtooth of the big sword, and a violent killing intent surged out, "Whoever makes a move, I will kill him."

These words lowered the temperature a bit, and everyone turned their heads and cast scrutinizing glances.

It’s a weird combination of appearance, but in the reincarnation game, anyone who dares to say such things must have some ability.

"No problem, I agree."

"Wait, can't we sign a contract? I remember there is such a tool."

"No, the oath is meaningless, and the relevant type of props will affect the difficulty of the dungeon." The hunter glanced at Mai and said impatiently: "At this stage, there is no need to use it."

I know a lot, at least more than three copies of experience, and then I guessed it right.

Yuki looked straight ahead, but his mind became lively.

There will definitely be penalties for the three of them teaming up to attack, but the penalties won't be too high.

Firstly, it was because they were on the same level, as they were all half-baked in front of this 'hunter'; secondly, they did not use chaos items such as the Contract of the Land, they were just trying to conquer the dungeon together.

There are no restrictions. Theoretically, it is normal for Senior Sister Mai to stab me in the back. In the reincarnation game, even loved ones and friends cannot be trusted.

In terms of the severity of punishment, it is better to sign a contract on the spot, at least it can guarantee absolute trust.

"Let's do this first. We will supervise each other. Whoever breaks the rules will die first." Hayasaka Ai said coldly. There was an ice-sculpture beauty next to her, so it was not difficult to copy her character.

"I have no opinion."

"Just do it."

Hunter and Yuki nodded together. It seemed that the three strongest men had reached an agreement, and the remaining two had nothing more to say.

So the deal was done, and everyone briefly introduced themselves. Of course, as veteran players, no one would tell their real name, let alone show their player panel to others. It would be an insult to anyone's intelligence to do so.

Hayasaka Ai still used the alias Hasaka, Mai changed her name to "Miss Rabbit", and Yuki was even more shameless and simply said his name was Thomas.

The hunter's nickname was 'Tyrant', and the young man called himself 'Curly'.

All they knew about each other was a code name, and even the Chaos Tool wouldn't reveal a single word, which was in line with Yuki's previous assumption.

The relationship between players is one of cooperation and mutual vigilance, and anyone can become a predator. Those organizations rely more on reality to restrain their members. Only Yuki can see the background of some newcomers at a glance.

Ding.

Just as the old players were staring at each other in amazement, the elevator bell rang and they all turned around.

They had discovered long ago that this huge hospital had only one elevator running up and down, which was totally unreasonable.

The elevator door opened, and a boy of about thirteen or fourteen stood inside. He had a big head and was wearing a blue and white striped hospital uniform. He blinked and looked at the people in confusion.

"It seems that a new person has arrived. Who will be responsible for calming him down?" The tyrant took a glance and then looked away. The boy was too thin and weak and of little use.

No one said anything. This kind of job was thankless and it was easy for the newcomers to blame them. The senior student couldn't stand it anymore.

"Let me do it. You can add anything I didn't say correctly."

She was a good person, so there was nothing wrong with her standing up. So the remaining people dispersed and each found a corner to sit down, watching the arrival of the newcomers as if it had nothing to do with them.

Ding, ding, ding.

As the elevator bell rang as it reached the floor, the number of "aliens" in the hall in front of the nurses' desk increased.

They were either male or female, and except for the initial teenagers, they were basically healthy young adults, and their mental states were similar to those in the bloodthirsty red moon.

Some people were trembling, some were looking around, and some were eager to try due to their middle school syndrome.

'The setting of the novice guide is very good. Seeing is believing. It can save a lot of saliva.'

Yuki leaned against the wall, watching the senior ask questions one by one coldly. Even if the reincarnation game stuffed all the settings into the newcomers' heads, it would be better to let them take a look at the young lady with a brain full of flowers.

If you don't believe this, then you don't have the qualifications to survive. The intrigues among the old players are already annoying enough, who has the energy to take care of the newcomers and answer their basic questions.

"It's still a simple and rough style. Only after passing the first copy can you have basic human rights."

After all, with such a high elimination rate, those who survived have high IQs and talents. So the question is, what is the purpose of the reincarnation game selecting so many geniuses?

Yuuki's thoughts began to diverge, and he came up with countless unfounded hypotheses. At the same time, his eyes scanned the hall like a scanner, memorizing the information about the newcomers that Sakurajima Mai had asked.

Name, occupation, specialties, or plagiarized Li Dan's template at the time, it is enough to master these things, but unlike the Tyrant and Curly who have no interest, Yuki is paying attention to every newcomer.

Just like Hayasaka Ai and Sakurajima Mai back then, his so-called knowledge of each other's ins and outs was only useful in the newcomer stage. The reincarnation game was too cruel. Unless one was gifted, one would inevitably be distorted once becoming a veteran player.

Let’s take the experience of these three people as an example. If they hadn’t kept an eye on them and pulled Hayasaka Ai and Sakurajima Mai out of the quagmire step by step, they would either have died in the copy or paid a heavy price.

Dignity, kindness, even chastity, the reincarnation game is not something you can get away with by just being cute.

"Except for a middle-aged man who seems to be a teacher from a certain work, there are no familiar faces. That's right, I can only recognize a few thousand people, and the players of the reincarnation game are selected from all over the world."

Yuki yawned out of boredom, not expecting much, but passersby's faces were more difficult to deal with.

Ding.

At this moment, the sound of the elevator arriving sounded again. Yuki turned his head subconsciously, and his scattered thoughts quickly gathered.

He opened his mouth and his eyes became surprised and strange, a little delighted, and he couldn't believe his luck.

The elevator door opened to both sides, revealing a girl wearing a light blue dress, gray over-the-knee socks, with a sweet and cute appearance, blue hair and purple eyes.

She exuded a light and soft feeling, which was totally incompatible with the solemn reincarnation game. Then she clasped her hands in front of her chest, looking very scared, and carefully scanned the various people in the hall.

During this process, she noticed that Yuki was staring at her, so she tilted her head slightly, as if trying to guess what kind of face was under the mask.

You have a keen eye for observation. Did you read that my eyes were strange? And just when I was about to investigate that school, the relevant personnel came.

Yuki looked away and leaned his hands on the sword. Just one look at this face was enough.

It's her, Shiina Hiyori.

Chapter 4 Game Begins (K)

Everyone has arrived, a total of five veteran players and eight newcomers. The difficulty is still hard to say, but the scale is much larger than Bloodthirsty Red Moon.

At least on the surface, the five old players were divided into three groups. Although the two girls concealed it, one could still guess that they were sticking together for warmth.

There were three men, one was mature and steady, one looked a little panicked, and the last one looked a little crazy.

As for the agreement that they would never kill each other, who knows how much of it is credible in reality? At least Yuki has not forgotten where most of his equipment came from. As long as the benefits are great, the two girls who have been huddled together for warmth can betray each other.

Getting a gold belt by killing and setting fires is much faster than clearing a dungeon in a miserable way. Of course, the dungeon must be cleared too, as dead people cannot take the chaos items with them.

As for the copies, the nurses were still busy, pushing carts back and forth, while in the lobby with only one elevator, a dozen men and women in various costumes gathered in a circle, ignoring the patients passing by.

There are eight newcomers, five men and three women, aged from 14 to 35. Their occupations include students, teachers, retired soldiers and drivers. Except for the first teenager who looked sick, the rest are normal. The two white men are even strong and powerful.

But no matter what their qualities were, they had no say. Most of them just stood there stupidly. Only Shiina Hiwa was quietly observing the old players, especially the man holding the greatsword.

The other person's eyes were strange just now, obviously he knew her, and then with Miss Rabbit's introduction, she understood the seriousness of the matter.

Perhaps because she loves reading so much, she accepted the reincarnation game very quickly. After a little observation, she realized that the most important thing now was to find a thick leg to hug.

'Who should I hug?'

'Miss Rabbit is very helpful, and this man with a mask looks scary, but his eyes just now seemed to know me. It's strange, I haven't seen him before.'

'And these patients are really strange, they can see us but they don't care at all.'

Just as he was thinking of a solution, his hand felt heavy. He looked down and saw a shiny machete in his hand.

The tyrant is distributing weapons one by one. This is not out of goodwill, but the cannon fodder should also show their effectiveness. Don't start the game empty-handed and die at the first encounter.

"Sure enough, the storage space can be upgraded, otherwise where would there be room for all this junk?"

"Five veteran players and eight new players. With this ratio, even without my involvement, doesn't the reincarnation game care about the survival rate of new players?"

Yuki was silently collecting information and memorizing it in his mind. When he saw the tyrant glance at him again, he took a half step forward.

"Miss Rabbit has already told you about the reincarnation game. You are not allowed to ask questions. Just follow our arrangements later."

"I protest! You are violating democratic principles and disrespecting human rights!" The sturdy white man raised his tattooed arms, but before he could finish his words, his legs had already left the ground.

At a speed barely visible to the naked eye, Yuki took a step closer and picked him up with one hand, like he was holding a chick.

His eyes were not cold. He tilted his head and looked at the other person with curiosity, this strong man who was a head taller than him.

“Now, do you smell the air of freedom?”

The sturdy man couldn't answer, his whole face had turned red, his limbs were shaking constantly, and the palm on his throat was still increasing in strength.

His face turned from red to white, and his struggles began to weaken. The new players around him wanted to go up and rescue him, but they were frightened and instinctively kept their distance.

Except for Mai Sakurajima who was a little flustered, the other old players didn't care at all, including the curly-haired guy who looked a little weak.

It's common that games need such villains to save time, and there is no shortage of such naturally isolated loners.

"That's enough. Killing players in a dungeon has unpredictable consequences. Don't do it rashly."

Fortunately, at this time, the tyrant put his hand on Yuki's shoulder.

"I didn't mean to kill him. I just thought democracy, human rights and freedom were a pair of conjunctions and I wanted to complete them." Yuki smiled happily and threw the white man away. The strong white man flew a few meters away and hit the wall with a bang, fainting on the spot.

The few newcomers who were about to raise their hands to ask questions quickly put their hands down. The bald white man kept saying "Fuck" and had no idea where such powerful strength came from in that body.

A moody lunatic?

The tyrant was a little afraid. Players like this were the most uncontrollable, and he couldn't figure out their background. Fortunately, several other veteran players also showed fearful expressions.