You tell me, this is called daily youth?

The corridor is always unsafe, and he is right. Now almost all the mysteries have been solved, and there is a biggest and clearest goal in front of the players.

But everyone still moves forward with difficulty. The appearance of Dean Fuchuan solves the biggest mystery, but also disrupts the plan.

They were supposed to deal with Curly first, take the things on him for themselves, and then go to the first floor step by step to end this copy, but now the situation has changed.

Even a fool knows why Dean Fuchuan targeted Curly. Besides the threat factor, the demon was weakened and he needed to replenish his strength.

Ding.

The elevator door opened and five people walked in at the same time. Then they each found a place to sit down. The long-lost sense of security returned, and they finally felt a little better.

"Don't hang your head. This accident is indeed troublesome, but we still have a chance." Yuki was the first to break the silence and opened the Coke. Even in the copy, this fat otaku happy water made him feel good.

"We are not desperate. This time is much better than last time." Mai took over the conversation, causing Hayasaka Ai to nod repeatedly.

Because of this man, all copies will mutate, but as their strength increases, they will no longer be as miserable as they were under the red moon.

The red moon was like engraved in my mind. Having survived that kind of hellish difficulty, there was nothing to be afraid of.

"Senior, you are praising me like this, aren't you afraid that I will become proud?"

"Humph, even if you are proud and stupid, there are people who can correct you." Mai turned away and asked with a smile: "Don't you think so, Hiyori-san?"

"Well, I guess so." The light-hearted girl didn't know how to answer. She found that the atmosphere had changed a little after the three of them got together.

Nervous, lively, confident, people who didn't know them would think they had seen hell.

"Hiyori, do you think I'm stupid?" Yuki looked at her expressionlessly, causing the girl to instinctively shrink back a little, and then she was hit on the head.

"Stop joking around, the show is almost over." Hayasaka Ai wiggled her index finger, and the ice sculpture-like aura disappeared. "Hinata is different from us. We have never seen you in such a mess. This will scare others."

"Why do I feel like you two are targeting others and don't want Hiyori to get close to me?"

"What are you thinking, you idiot? Do you really think I don't know?"

'Haha, even a pighead is in heat.'

Their eyes met, conveying complex messages, which made Yuki roll his eyes. He thought to himself, is his image so bad? He was aiming for Shiina Hiyori's values ​​from the very beginning.

But on second thought, this possessiveness is pretty good, and it allows me to take a step forward in my progress in the game.

Seeing that he narrowed his eyes, Hayasaka Ai and Mai quickly looked away, thinking that it was a bit too obvious just now and they had been tricked by this bastard again.

"Ahem, I know you are very relaxed, but you still have to be nervous before the copy is finished." The Tyrant couldn't hold it in any longer. He felt that he shouldn't stay in this elevator. He felt unwell all over.

Hayasaka Ai, who was feeling a little embarrassed, wanted nothing more and quickly said, "The Tyrant is right. Let's quickly discuss what to do next."

Okay, I'll let you go for now. Anyway, the game will be completed after we return to reality.

Yuki withdrew his attention after the little episode and turned his gaze to Shiina Hiyori.

The girl wasn't surprised at all, as she had long been accustomed to her duties and knew that Yuki had to focus on tactics, so she cleared her throat.

"I noticed that Dean Fuchuan left on his own initiative just now, which proves that he also intends to have a final battle with us."

"Give us a chance to breathe?"

"It should be digesting Mr. Curly. It's not sure it can take us down on the third floor." Hiyori got into the state, pinched his chin lightly, stood up and paced in the elevator.

"First, it doesn't understand why the resentment gathered in the hospital has decreased, which weakens the demon's strength; second, we have eliminated a large number of puppets on the previous floor, leaving it with fewer and fewer cards. While we are discussing, it also needs to make plans."

"Finally, it can obtain the player's memory, but no one, including Mr. Curly, knows the cards of you old players."

Not to mention new players like Jack, Curly was also separated from the main group at the beginning. Even if he regained his memories, he didn't know the details of Yuki and others.

It will be troublesome if it is a senior girl's hair, because it will even know the color of her underwear.

Yuki looked at Mai who was standing opposite him and felt uneasy. He lightly snapped his fingers and said, "The problem now is that he needs time, and we also need time. Hiyori, how long do you have left?"

"Three hours and fifteen minutes." The girl glanced at her watch.

Three hours, two floors, it seems like a short time, but it is actually very difficult, because others are not stupid and they know that the longer the time, the better.

With the first player dead, Hint Seven was exposed, and as time passed, the demon expanded enough to negate the weakening.

"But fortunately we eliminated many of his hidden cards ahead of time." Hiyori said with a fearful tone. If there had not been the previous massacre, the situation in the harem would have been unimaginable.

The floors intersect, the devil cannot appear out of thin air, and there are not many puppets left, otherwise they would not hide in the fog and dare not show up.

"Not only that, we also scared it so much that the toys we used in the past are no longer very effective." Yuki added that he and the Tyrant fought a bloody battle on the fourth floor, and the concept costume was a factor, but the other party didn't know the existence of the costume.

From the perspective of President Fuchuan, it faces many problems. The old toys are not very useful and cannot firmly control the players.

"It will use its mass to do its best to slow us down," the tyrant said sullenly.

"That's about it. It disrupted the rhythm, but we got some reinforcements."

Yuki looked at Hayasaka Ai and Sakurajima Mai, and the three of them finally reunited. This was not a simple matter of addition, because they had all become stronger.

Hayasaka Ai is a powerful ADC. Even though she is not as strong as the Tyrant, her ability to make the final decision is still better than the latter.

Senior Mai is developing towards a supporting role. Her Light-Covering Ritual is a charging skill that can increase the team's combat sustainability.

Just like the Deathstroke bullets, originally one bullet was replenished every two hours, but with Mai's help, twenty minutes is enough.

He handed the machete to Hayasaka Ai, who took it in her hand and looked at it with a surprised expression.

[Chaos Item: Storm Cleaver (Chaos Level)]

[Increase the user's cutting power, disrupt the airflow, and form wind pressure cutting]

[Side Effect: When the slashing attack hits, the user's spirit will also be damaged, causing cutting pain]

[Description: Killing others is also killing yourself]

The attack power is average, the side effects are also normal, and people with strong mental toughness are able to withstand it.

Deathstroke had limited bullets, and she had always lacked a secondary weapon, so now it would be useful for close combat. Mai glanced at it but didn't feel envious. It was too difficult for her to use a knife to chop the demon.

"This weapon is great." Hayasaka Ai nodded with satisfaction, moved closer to Yuuki, and glanced at Shiina Hiyori, "Do you want me to repay you? You seem to really like this girl-next-door feeling?"

The implication is that she can also be the girl next door, but more lively, cuter and more youthful.

Yuuki knew how powerful Hayasaka Ai's girl form was, but because of his preconceived notions, he was more accustomed to this serious yet slightly indifferent 'player' Hayasaka Ai.

Faced with the temptation, he casually replied: "It's boring to have overlapping personalities, just maintain the status quo."

The answer was expected. Before Hayasaka Ai nodded, the man said, "Of course, it would be best if you completely take off the mask and reveal the real Hayasaka Ai."

Take off the mask? Then I am just a......

Hayasaka Ai stood there in a daze, still wondering how he knew that she had another mask underneath the mask. But before she could ask, Yuki had already turned around and continued to conquer the dungeon.

Everyone talked for a while, Yuki even asked what kinds of bullets the tyrant had, and after about a few minutes, he took a step forward and put his hand on the button.

"Are you all ready?"

No one answered, only everyone nodded in unison. Even Shiina Hiyori was used to the rhythm of the game. Yuki smiled casually and pressed the button.

Buzz...

The sound of the elevator running came along with the feeling of weightlessness, and the player seemed to fall into the abyss. However, when reaching the last two floors, in addition to the tension, there was also an obvious impulse -

Longing, the longing to return.

Even though reality is changing, it is like working in a dark mine, and even one day of complete relaxation is precious.

"Now that I have completed this instance, I am going to have a good sleep for two days."

The tyrant's words resonated with everyone, and everyone wanted to lie comfortably in bed, with no more demons crawling up to the head of the bed.

"Aren't you going back to get married?"

"Fuck, do you think I'm stupid? I set a flag before the final battle."

"Hiyori, what are you going to do when you return?"

"Read well and finish those books you've been thinking about. What about you, Miss Rabbit?"

"As for me, I guess I'll have to battle wits with a pig-head."

A burst of laughter broke out in the elevator, and after a few seconds, it stopped abruptly with the electronic prompt sound of "Second floor arrived".

It seems that players with normal mental states can tell when to be nervous and when to relax.

The heavy atmosphere dissipated as the elevator door opened. Yuki stood at the front with a knife in one hand and took a steady step forward.

On the journey back home.

Chapter 4: Horror Corridor (K)

Five players, the last two levels, this is the end of the copy and the beginning of the return.

Everyone, including Yuki, has complicated feelings, because both the end and the beginning may happen, and the final boss must be powerful, and no one can be sure to get through it safely.

Then work hard and crush this game with wisdom and courage.

Yuki's heart beat faster. At least he felt relaxed when he took this step, much more relaxed than under the bloodthirsty red moon.

There are enemies in front of you and companions behind you. You don’t need to use anyone. You just need to think about how to return alive.

Curly, you died well!

Yuki stepped out of the elevator and looked around. The layout here was different. It looked like an outpatient hall, but there was no patient or medical staff to be seen.

The door of the clinic was open, and an unfinished medical record was placed on the information desk. The light was bright and the thick fog was not visible.

"Those glasses." Hiyori suddenly reminded, Yuuki looked around again and found that the outside of the corridor was indeed covered with large pieces of glass.

It's impossible to send more trash, otherwise I can throw them out of the window and kill them directly with space barriers, saving time and effort.

It would be wishful thinking to think there was no danger. Several people stood in the hallway and looked at each other.

"It seems that it has learned its lesson. It won't attack unless it goes deep into the floors."

"And then we have to go."

"Let's discuss the battle plan first." Yuki paused for a moment and said slowly, "Our first priority is to escape from the hospital. There is no need to fight to the death with the dean."

No one objected. Even if the tyrant wanted to kill the other party to vent his hatred, it had to be based on survival.

"But this is difficult. The nature of the dungeon has changed." Shiina Hiyori weakly raised his hand. Seeing Yuuki nod, he explained, "A good story must have its own internal logic. This dungeon is the same, just like the three elements you asked me about at the beginning."

Who is doing it? How? Why?

The answers to the first two have been revealed, and now the only thing left is the reason. It would have been meaningless to investigate the motives of the copy characters, but as Hiyori said, the nature has changed.

Dean Fuchuan personally took action and actively hunted players, which did not meet any of the prompts.

"What you mean is... it's not just the difficulty and strength that are expanding, but also the goals or ambitions?" Hayasaka Ai asked hesitantly.

"Yes, this dean created a tragic cycle, seemingly wanting to gain extraordinary power, whether it be immortality or something else. Then he obtained the player's memory and ability, especially Mr. Curly, who knows a lot. Will this lead to errors in cognition?"

The girl's tone was gentle, but it made everyone feel heavy in their hearts. In fact, Yuki had been suspicious for a long time.

Whether it is the thief or Jack, they can control the devil's body, and then the negative emotions are amplified, becoming very difficult to deal with.

Philosophically speaking, is this a player or a devil?

Also, Dean Fuchuan has the heads of more than one player. Isn't he mentally ill?

After a few seconds, Yuki raised his hand to stop the topic. Whether it resulted in consequences like Truman Show after obtaining the player's memory, or it mistakenly thought that it was also a player, it had no effect on the result.

"Prepare for the worst. He won't let us leave."

"Then hurry up and kill it." The tyrant smashed his fists on his hands. After all, strength was the key.

After a brief exchange, they left the hall in battle formation.

Yuuki was in front, followed by Hayasaka Ai, the weaker Shiina Hiyori and Sakurajima Mai were in the middle, and the Tyrant was at the rear.

The team was moving slowly, checking every open clinic, their eyes moving and observing their surroundings.

There was nothing unusual. The moonlight shone in through the window, covering the empty corridor with a silver veil. Even in the middle of the night, one could still see the street lights flickering in the garden outside.

The smell of disinfectant filled his nostrils, and Yuki made his way while thinking about several questions.

How do you leave the hospital? Through the garden, over the wall?

Where did the boy with different-sized eyes go and why hasn’t he shown up?

If a curly head is installed, is he also considered a player? Will the Fengtu Contract still be valid?

Dozens of hypotheses popped up in my mind, and various conjectures went in all directions like lines.

No one spoke, and the dense footsteps echoed in the corridor. Nothing happened along the way. No demons were seen, and there were no sudden attacks. Except for the lights flashing a few times to make everyone nervous, there was nothing else unusual.