You tell me, this is called daily youth?

finished.

In the center of the floor, a young man with slightly curly hair stood up straight.

He went directly to the third floor from the ninth floor. Like Hayasaka Ai, he also achieved success. With his previous accumulation, he finally gathered four strengthening points and raised his alchemy to the master level without hesitation.

At this level, players will be exposed to the deeper mysteries of the skills, and will be able to upgrade from just application to a balance between knowledge and practice.

"The knowledge gained from the Philosopher's Stone is enough to surpass everything gained in this instance."

An intense feeling of joy filled his heart, and he responded quickly. After gaining this knowledge, he immediately began to plan. In this devil's hospital, the materials needed for refining, namely souls, were extremely abundant.

These souls are impossible to obtain in reality, and skilled players will make use of copies instead.

Using the souls of demons and players as materials, a true alchemist would not be able to have the conditions, and just as Yuuki thought, through his stimulation, the hospital staff have turned into demons.

"It came pretty quickly."

He glanced at the destroyed probe and was somewhat surprised at how quickly the other party went downstairs and was able to rush out to deal with Dean Fuchuan's all-out counterattack.

Could it be that this copy is not as difficult as I imagined?

Curly hesitated for a moment, then felt that it didn't matter. No matter how difficult or easy it was, this opportunity must be seized.

"The guests are coming. Do you want me to go and meet them?" Hayasaka Ai stepped forward decisively, drew her gun, and was alert to the fog in the house.

Tsk, this Dean Fuchuan is quite smart. He kept a trick for me. And the lower the floor, the more obvious the vision he can create, right?

The young man felt the demons gathering, and his inaction obviously aroused suspicion. This was forcing him to work, and outside the door, a bunch of players who wanted to settle accounts with him were rushing over.

"Unfortunately, they are too late." Curly calmly glanced at the girl next to him and snapped his fingers gently: "Miss Hasaka, you come to deal with these demons and help me buy some time."

"What about them?"

"Ha, you don't have to do anything, because--" The young man raised his right hand high, leaned over, and slammed it hard on the ground.

"They will become one with me!"

With a clapping of his hands, the mark carved by the sharp knife on the ground emitted a blood-red light, forming a corner of a hexagram, and then the light extended towards the corridor.

The philosopher's stone is refined and activated.

The red light illuminated the girl's face, causing her to cock the hammer unconsciously, but due to the constraints of the contract, she could not cause any subjective harm to the young man, and neither party could destroy the other's extensions.

The first one was proposed by Hayasaka Ai, and the second one was Curly's request. When she saw these engraved patterns, she understood why this request was made.

A magic circle? Absorbing other people's vitality to replenish oneself?

Hayasaka Ai didn't know the details, but a smile suddenly appeared on her ice-sculpture-like face:

Sorry, someone has been plotting against you since the beginning of the dungeon.

Hey, why is there no effect?

At the same time, Curly, who was half-kneeling on the ground, frowned.

That’s not right. I clearly portrayed it based on that knowledge.

He blinked continuously. He had just upgraded his skills and gained knowledge a few hours ago and had no time to simulate carefully. After a moment, cold sweat broke out on his face.

Damn, something must be wrong.

His brain was overloaded, he stared blankly at the light extending into the distance, listened to the sound of footsteps, and then quickly turned his head away.

With a distorted expression and a flushed face, Curly just went over everything in his mind and suddenly found a problem that he had overlooked:

"Where's that damn rabbit!?"

After several hours of full preparation, he actually 'forgot' the existence of Sakurajima Mai.

The core of the Alchemy Array is the monitoring room. The entire third floor is within the Alchemy Array range, but both parties have signed a non-harm agreement, which means -

The rabbit left the core and entered the refining range, but due to the constraints of the contract, he could not hurt the other party, and of course the refining array would become ineffective.

Facing the furious young man, Hayasaka Ai did not give any explanation, nor did she smile a look of success. She simply turned the gun towards the other party, and then pulled the trigger as the young man's pupils shrank.

boom--

The death knell rang, the shock wave of the bullet lifted up the curly hair, and an arm as thick as mud stretched out from the shadows, and was instantly shattered by the shot.

"Your actions just now have betrayed Dean Fuchuan. Hurry up and do it, or you will be the first to die."

Hayasaka Ai reminded in a cold tone, but if you listen carefully, you can find a hint of pleasure in it.

Of course Curly had no mind to listen. He jumped up as if he had been stabbed in the buttocks, his mind in a mess.

Are these two people in cahoots with the tyrant and Thomas?

Or are they both still holding on to the naive idea of ​​working together?

Or are they two "individual players" who want us to fight to the point of mutual destruction?

There were three key issues of stance. He had no way of calming down and thinking carefully. He only had two general ideas in one second:

First, the contract item is still valid, the opponent cannot hurt you, and is covering you.

Second, this woman was right. Dean Fuchuan had been secretly monitoring me, and he became a serious concern the moment I started the refining process.

After all, Yuki's case could only be considered a patient riot, which was a matter of suppression, but Curly was having a party in the dean's paradise, committing an insubordination and trying to seize control.

In the midst of panic, he still maintained his rationality and understood what he needed to do most now:

"No matter what, strength is the most important thing."

Curly stepped onto the table, not even looking at the monsters emerging from the mist. He raised his hands and pressed them against the ceiling.

This was his backup plan. Since the rabbit was on the third floor, there would definitely be no problem upstairs.

The philosopher's stone is refined!

Chapter 29: Hunting Players (Part 2)

It is alchemy indeed!

Yuki was walking through the corridor, and when he saw the flash on the ceiling, his heart stopped beating.

He knew very well what this thing was. It was to transform a living person into the purest soul energy, which was then aggregated together to form an energy crystal.

Unless the soul is extremely powerful, even players within the refining range will not be able to resist.

The three faces turned pale instantly, but after a moment, they realized something was wrong.

"This energy reaction seems to be coming from upstairs?" The tyrant came back to his senses and touched his whole body but did not find anything unusual.

"Well done!" Yuki clapped his hands with his fists, and immediately realized that this must be the credit of Hayasaka Ai and the others, otherwise Curly would not have ignored the threat in front of him and activated the refining formation upstairs first.

They must have taken advantage of the contract to plot against Curly once, and even Yuki could guess the content of the contract.

Can't we attack each other?

"Let's go, Curly has alchemy skills, and if he refines the Philosopher's Stone, his strength will increase dramatically."

"But where to go?"

The third floor was different from the floors above, the corridors were narrower and interconnected. Yuki raised his head and was about to look for clues from the alchemy formation above his head when he was patted on the shoulder.

"follow me."

Mai Sakurajima appeared among the three people like a ghost, scaring the tyrant so much that he almost drew his gun. He looked at the girl with some doubt and suspicion, and then he realized that he had underestimated the other party.

I thought he was just a newbie, but unexpectedly he played an important role. His elusive skills were no less than those of the veteran players in two copies.

"Senior..."

"Stop talking nonsense and follow me!" Mai rolled her eyes, but she felt relaxed.

Finally I reunited with this man, and I could finally put my heart at ease.

Yuki also noticed the change in her eyes, but now was not the time to reminisce, so he naturally held her fair little hand.

"Okay, you lead the way."

The tyrant, who was a few steps behind, looked at Hiyori and immediately realized that the two were more than just teammates. No wonder they dared to put their lives on each other despite the distance between them.

Da da da.

The sound of footsteps could be heard. With a guide, the maze-like floors were no longer an obstacle, but abnormalities gradually emerged.

Thick fog seeped out from the walls, and the devil was entering the floor. Curly suddenly overturned the table, which not only surprised Yuki, but also disrupted Dean Tomikawa's plan.

He was supposed to be hiding to find out why the demon had become weaker, but now a player wanted to take the plate away with him.

Yuki cut off the sharp claws that stretched out from the wall with a knife and slowed down his pace.

"Sure enough, the lower the floor, the more tricks he can play. This is considered a spatial fault."

"He's not still working with Curly."

"It's unlikely that he would know anything about the players. Don't forget Jack and the others!"

As soon as Yuki reminded them, Tyrant and the others understood. They had all seen the 'Joint Overlord'. Those player heads installed in the bodies of demons not only had memories, but also had chaos items.

Is it possible that Director Fuchuan already knows that they are not just patients?

Mai, who missed the show, didn't understand, but she didn't think about it. She passed the corner and pointed forward.

"It's there!"

At the intersection of several corridors, there is a circular room with its door open, and two figures can be vaguely seen.

The blonde girl dodged and moved, occasionally shooting to blow up the muddy arms, while the young man with slightly curly hair stood on a high place, pressing his hands against the ceiling.

"There's light here too? Isn't the core of the Refining Formation the location of the Jinchūriki? Sure enough, it's different in the Samsara game."

Yuki didn't quite understand the principle, but that didn't stop him from understanding the situation. After all, demon souls were not used as materials in Fullmetal Alchemist.

The eyes of both sides met head-on, and Hayasaka Ai, who had just been trying her best to cover, rushed out of the room without hesitation and abandoned her "teammate".

This movement made Curly's eyes tear up.

She had no intention of cooperating, and she was not an individual player. She was in league with one of them. She was shielding me just now because she was afraid that I would close the door and die with her! !

The cruel answer was revealed at this moment. Looking at the fleeing figure, Curly hated him to the extreme.

This is trying to kill someone with a borrowed knife.

No matter what he thought, the giant hands in the mist were no longer obstructed and stretched out towards him, forcing the young man to put down his arms.

The intersection of reality and subspace makes the Demon Hospital seem to be compressed into a plane. Curly originally thought that if the third floor was not possible, then he would refine the fourth to ninth floors, but Hayasaka Ai suddenly betrayed him, leaving him with no time.

"Only two floors, but that's enough!"

Curly put down his hand, and there was an object embedded on the back of his left hand. It was a thumb-sized, polygonal diamond-shaped stone that was blood red in color and had black patterns on it.

It was not a Chaos Item, and had nothing to do with its properties. He didn't even know that a real Philosopher's Stone shouldn't have black lines. He only knew one thing:

“Hahaha, is this a bloodline skill? If I keep growing, I’ll be able to—”

Red and black arcs of electricity emerged, and before dozens of giant hands crushed him, the airflow accelerated like sharp blades.

"Crush this game!"

Swish, swish, swish...

Everything was cut, and hundreds of minced meat flew in the air. Curly had ignored the principle of equivalent exchange and the restrictions of the refining array. This attack could not hurt him at all.

Rubbish. Unless the dean takes action personally, the threat level is very low. But I haven’t gone to the first floor yet, so I’ll deal with the threat in front of me first.

His brown eyes swept over the minced meat, and a powerful feeling after a qualitative change filled his heart. The two skills complemented each other. Even if the plan went wrong, the gains would already exceed those from the entire copy.

"Once I kill all the players, prompt six will no longer exist. Go to the first floor and I can leave the hospital."

His eyes were locked on Yuki in the corridor outside, and Curly's target was clear.

dead!

With murderous intent surging, Yuki, who was originally charging against the clock, decisively retreated, while Sakurajima Mai took a step forward and blocked the front with her tall figure, which made the red electric arc that was ready to go disappear.

The contract worked, rules transcend power, but hiding behind a woman was very ungentlemanly.

I have no shame, what can you do to me?

Yuki showed a sinister smile. He was not a stubborn and reckless man. He didn't charge forward without thinking when he saw Curly was so fierce.

"You...coward!"

The young man was furious. He thought that such a narrow corridor could be covered with just one attack, but he never expected that the other party would use a human shield.