You tell me, this is called daily youth?

"Eight meters ahead, 30 degrees up, storm bullets."

Gunshots rang out again, and a sharp blade passed by Hayasaka Ai's head, cutting off her arms.

In a true blind shot, the tyrant could not see it, but Yuki did not even look at it. He only calculated the blind shot. Because of the contract, it did not matter even if he calculated wrongly, because the tyrant could not launch a fatal shot anyway.

And Shiina Hiyori was also in the front, she was just an ordinary person, according to the rules, any attack of the tyrant could be classified as "fatal", which greatly increased the tolerance.

But Yuki did not make any mistakes in calculation. Like an accurate clock, he relied on the Devil's Eye to clear a path while simulating all the situations in the corridor in his mind.

Where are my teammates, how many steps have I taken, how far I have covered with each step, and then draw conclusions:

"Fifteen meters, it can't stop us."

Yuki not only opened his eyes, but also moved forward at a constant speed, updating the information in his brain with every step he took.

10 meters, 9 meters, 7 meters...

If you don't come at me harder, I'm going to leave the floor. It's only been twenty minutes in total, which is far from the result you want.

Just like looking forward to a game of chess, he kept waiting for his opponent to make his move. The fog in front of him became thicker, black arms were gathering, and Yuki gently patted the tyrant's thigh.

"Prepare to charge."

The two men swapped positions in an instant, with the Tyrant clearing the way. The man wearing a gas mask could not see anything, he just raised one of his guns and lowered the other.

If you can't see, just shoot.

When Yuki took the second shot, he had already pulled the trigger.

bang bang bang...  

The sound of gunfire continued. Based on the previous guidance, he roughly understood where the enemy would be, then he quickened his pace and began to sprint.

As he moved, Hayasaka Ai and Shiina Hiyori also quickened their pace, and Yuuki began to charge backwards, splitting the thorns with his long sword to cover the two of them as they followed, and then rolled his eyes around.

No matter where you are, you won't let us leave easily.

"Tyrant, lean over, Hasaka, shoot."

Two consecutive orders, and the moment the tyrant lowered his head, the death knell sounded.

boom! !

Just like thunder, the shot shattered the arms gathered at the exit, and Yuki's eyes froze, and he took the initiative to move forward, following his intuition and looking up at the ceiling.

An arm stretched out, the same black light was inconspicuous among thousands of arms, but the game prompts let him know what it was.

Bloodline discovery.

There was no visible reaction in the black fog, and Yuki didn't think about what it was going to do, whether it was to block the road or to attack someone precisely. He just stepped forward and slashed with his sword.

A feeling of being locked in emerged, but Yuuki faced it head-on. Based on Hayasaka Ai's reaction just now, some things could no longer be considered gambling.

"You think you got a great bargain?"

The attack could not be launched. Under the gray fog, an octopus was hugging Yuki, following the contract that had been made long ago:

It cannot attack Hayasaka Ai and Sakurajima Mai.

Swah——

Yuki felt like he had cut something, and when he reached out to grab it, he only caught three fingers.

Wow, it shrinks so quickly.

He fell back to the ground, and the blade drew an arc, cutting off all the baby arms that had climbed up his calves, then he turned around and ran back.

The enemy was frightened away. What are you waiting for if you don’t run away now?

Yuki caught up with Hayasaka Ai in two or three steps. Her arms were already covered with blood and even her head was covered, but she still chopped at the ground with a knife in one hand and raised a gun with the other hand, shooting forward.

boom! !

The third death knell rang, completely shattering the arm at the end of the corridor. The Tyrant was the first to rush out and disappeared from Yuki's perception in an instant.

Just a few meters is the difference in space. Rihe's calculation was indeed correct.

Yuuki's spirits lifted, and he cut open the restraints on Hayasaka Ai's face, and stood back to back with her, almost pushing the two girls forward, and roared in a low voice: "Switch!"

Hayasaka Ai immediately moved to the front of the team. She and Sakurajima Mai were like two pieces of reactive armor, sandwiching Yuuki and Hiyori in the middle, so that no matter which side the arm stretched out from, it would not be able to attack.

This cheapness is also a constraint!

Yuki simply acted like a rogue and kept backing away, almost pushing the two girls backwards. Finally, he kicked his legs and threw himself into the stairwell.

thump—

Several people fell into a ball like sandwiches, lost their balance and rolled several times, but the black veil in front of their eyes was torn off in an instant, and the dim light in the corridor came into view again.

The door to the stairwell was open, and the hundred-meter-long Demon Corridor was left behind. He turned his head and saw the Tyrant running downstairs. He was trying to make sure whether he could reach the first floor, but Yuki didn't even need to look, as he already had the result.

"It's finally out."

My pounding heart began to calm down and just as I was about to turn my head, two hands were already pressed on my face.

"You are not allowed to look back!"

Chapter 34: I Increase the Attack Speed ​​(Part 2)

Having just passed through the Devil's Corridor, Yuki was indeed a little stressed out on his arms, but luckily his hands were white and soft.

Hayasaka Ai and Shiina Hiyori were still a step too late. Yuki glanced at them and already knew why they reacted so strongly.

Cutting the leather suit all depends on the feel of the hand. Yuki is not a sword master. When he cut it, he also cut the clothes. So at a glance, he saw the cut clothes and the white carcass.

The two of them sat together in a duck position, chest to chest, but Hayasaka Ai also dropped two lumps of stuffing.

"What's wrong?" The tyrant's voice sounded downstairs.

"Nothing, just guard the first floor, no need to come up." Yuki answered subconsciously, and then he didn't know which way to turn his head.

Because the person in front of him was Sakurajima Mai, she was clamping her long legs around his waist, clinging to him like a koala, blinking her eyes hard, and had not yet recovered from her fear.

The senior was a little slow to react, she raised an eyebrow, then poked her head from Yuki's shoulder, her face suddenly turning red.

She saw that Shiina Hiyori's dress was torn in half, and she was hugging Hayasaka Ai, whose clothes were also open. The blonde girl no longer looked like an ice sculpture, and she gritted her teeth with a look of shame and anger on her face.

"You did it on purpose, you pig-head!"

"No way, it's a great thing that I didn't cut them." Yuki shouted his wish. He was not the chosen one of Slaanesh, and he didn't have the energy to do anything wrong in that state just now.

It was indeed a misunderstanding, but it was just a coincidence that made the two of them suffer a loss in vain. Mai nodded subconsciously, and his expression gradually became strange.

Forget about Hiyori, it's rare for Hayasaka to show such an interesting expression.

"You...is this a true expression of your feelings?"

"Hey, I don't need to act at this time. And you, don't take this opportunity to turn your head away." Hayasaka Ai reached out and held down Yuki who was twisting his head, then faced Mai who had a strange look on her face.

"Senior, you have no right to bury me. You're holding him so tightly, it's not just because you're afraid."

Her eyebrows raised, as if touching a string in her heart. Mai was about to retort when she saw Hayasaka Ai showing an ambiguous expression.

"If you give him more benefits, he will be so happy that he can't even walk. Will you still push the dungeon?"

Mai didn't react for a moment and lowered her head, only to find that she was riding on Yuki. Because she stretched her head to look, someone's head was buried in her chest.

Soon, she jumped up and looked at the man with a regretful face.

"Okay, you're taking advantage of me again."

"I didn't do anything. It was the senior who hugged me so tightly." Yuki spread his hands and blinked innocently.

Mai's lips moved slightly, and she finally understood what Hayasaka Ai was thinking. She caught a glimpse of the blonde girl's amused expression and almost couldn't hold it back.

"Go, go, go to the first floor and guard the door. I'll get them some clothes to change into."

After the tragic experience under the red moon, Mai now always has several sets of clothes.

Uh, I think it's more important to guard the stairwell, so it's better to patrol it again.

Yuki really wanted to say that, but when he saw the senior who was about to transform into a man-eating rabbit and her eyes that looked like a knife in his back, he stood up readily and returned to his expressionless state.

"Hurry up, we are in the attack mode now, you must concentrate."

"You are not qualified to preach!"

With two hands pushing on his back at the same time, Yuki staggered, paused every three steps, and was then fixed in his gaze, so he had no choice but to go downstairs.

call.

For some reason, they both exhaled at the same time. Mai and Hayasaka Ai looked at each other silently, staring into each other's eyes, as if they had a lot of ideas to say but couldn't say them.

The atmosphere was a little strange and sharp. They didn't know what to say, and no one was willing to look away.

"You two." At this time, Shiina Hiyori, who had changed into a sportswear, opened his mouth and looked embarrassed: "Could it be that Mr. Yuki..."

"of course not!"

The two people who were just looking at each other turned their heads at the same time and spoke in unison.

"What on earth happened upstairs?" The tyrant stood at the entrance to the first floor with a curious look in his eyes.

Yuki walked downstairs and glanced at the man. He had no intention of provoking him, as the stunning glimpse he had just gotten was still echoing in his mind.

"Uh, I just increased the attack speed."

Increase attack speed? What a mess.

The tyrant didn't quite understand, but he was a little envious of Yuki. He felt something when he was in the elevator. He didn't expect that there was such a way to play the reincarnation game.

In his impression, the reincarnation game is full of treacherous calculations and betrayals. Every player is a profit-seeker, and even the cooperation is forced by the situation like him.

"Is it rare for me to be like this?" Yuki leaned against the wall and noticed the other person's strange look.

"It should be said that it is unique. Those two really trust you." The tyrant sighed. He did not have a dark personality. He lifted up his gas mask slightly, lit a cigarette, and threw another one to Yuki.

"This game doesn't have a real team system, so there are very few players who dare to do what you do. I've always wanted to ask, why do you dare to let the two of them follow Curly?"

This doesn't make sense. If Hayasaka Ai and the others didn't defect, Curly would have already succeeded. With his plan, his chances of success would be higher. Hayasaka Ai and the others don't seem like fools who are in love.

They are smart and definitely elite players, but they seem very naive after joining together, just like when they first joined the game, with a familiar yet strange feeling.

Yuki was holding a cigarette, and was somewhat stumped by the question. He looked at the little smoke and slowly smiled: "Perhaps, we have been through hell together."

The impression left by the bloodthirsty red moon was so deep that he felt that this demon hospital was a bit "simple". At least he could smoke and chat with an old player he had never met before.

"Hell? Oh, a horribly difficult dungeon, and you led them to survive. Well, this can really make them trust you like compressed biscuits." The Tyrant made a wonderful analogy, and I kind of understood it.

After being taken through hell by him, the success rate Curly showed was nothing. Rationally, he was more willing to put his life on Yuki's shoulders.

"What else? That's not a sufficient answer."

Yuki took a deep breath and thought for a long time before answering, "Perhaps I treat others with sincerity and will not abandon my companions. Because of them, I still retain this advantage and it has not been completely eliminated by the reincarnation game."

"I see. Well, now the answer is sufficient. Supporting each other and trusting each other is great."

The tyrant's eyes were full of vicissitudes and stories. "This kind of thing is best done when you are a novice, because everyone is a newbie and still an ordinary person. Once you become an experienced player, you can only cooperate. For example, I follow you because this is the highest chance of survival. If there is another way, I will sell you out."

"You're very candid."

"Haha, I just retained some stubbornness in this cruel game, because I have seen too many people who would do anything to get what they want." The tyrant laughed at himself and shook off the ash. "It seems that you are lucky to have met two good teammates. Smart people like you are very suspicious and will never trust others easily. It was some coincidence or the situation that brought you together."

The tyrant guessed wrong. Yuuki formed the tripartite alliance only because the information was transparent. Even Hayasaka Ai and Sakurajima Mai felt at a loss because of that trust.

Of course, the game also helped a lot. The reminder that people were not allowed to walk alone made it impossible for the two of them to make a choice.

"Maybe. I've always had good luck."

"Well, this is a good start. If you have a few helpers you can fully trust, you can win over more people."

"Like Hiyori-san?"

"Yes, you trusted her as if you had known her for a long time, and she returned your trust."

Yuki raised his eyebrows. This tyrant's eyes were very poisonous. He had already seen some clues.

"Don't look like that. I'm not stupid, but I have a piece of advice for you. Don't group too many people into the dungeon. It will make it unusually difficult."

"I understand. I don't plan to get dozens of players to form a legion to attack. If you play tricks on the game, you will die miserably."

"It's good for you to know. Players are most easily influenced when they are new players. In fact, your actions are essentially no different from those of real player groups." The Tyrant performed an epic lunging, his eyes gradually becoming serious.

"It's just that they are using reality, either through bribery or coercion. To be honest, the effect is far less than yours. They don't dare to do the same as before."

Reality is reality, and a copy is a copy. You can make up any excuse to get away with it. When faced with the choice of survival, no matter how many luxury cars and beautiful women you have, they are all nothing. Players will only think about getting through the copy with the highest success rate.