You tell me, this is called daily youth?

"It's really great. In this dull reincarnation game, we can actually see some genuine emotions. What is the relationship between players and people?"

The tyrant stamped out his cigarette and fell into deep thought, while Yuuki, holding the cigarette butt in his mouth, leaned against the wall and raised his head.

The pressure of survival distorts people. The game forces players to eliminate their humanity, but it is like walking in a bottomless abyss.

Yuki raised his hand and clenched it towards the light from the emergency light.

This ray of light of humanity is so precious.

Chapter 6: Rushing Through the First Floor (K)

Thick fog lingered inside the building, and objects could hardly be seen a few meters away. A 'gurgling' sound echoed throughout the entire floor, somewhat like the sound of a hungry stomach wriggling.

In the modern and spacious hospital lobby, countless baby arms fell from the ceiling like waterfalls. At the same time, three heads connected by thick blood vessels emerged from the mist.

One is an old man with empty eye sockets, one has slightly curly hair and an arrogant expression, and one has delicate light makeup and a pretty face.

Three heads looked towards the stairwell at the same time, and tilted their heads at the same time as if one person.

"The hallway didn't hold them up for long."

"That Thomas has a problem with his eyes. It must be a blood skill."

"They will be here soon."

Some voices were old, some were clear, and some were arrogant, but none of them had much ups and downs in tone. As the "waterfall" was poured in, a plop sound was heard, and the thick blood vessels burst while wriggling, and the fishy-smelling liquid fell to the floor.

"As I expected, players become very strong when they form teams. As long as they can cooperate with each other, they can unleash strong combat power." Curly-haired man lowered his head, as if in deep thought.

"It's mainly because of Thomas. He can see the invisible hand of the devil." The blonde and blue-eyed female college student added.

"Nonsense, this is the same as my characteristic. It gives me an advantage in this dungeon. I have to find a way to kill him first."

"But you can't do it with those two women covering you." Jenny said sarcastically, completely different from her previous cautious and attentive attitude.

"Then kill those two women first. I am the only one bound by the contract, and we are not integrated into one!"

"Haha, I'm only responsible for defense."

"You idiot, if you can't do it, get out!"

Click, click, click.

A sound of grinding teeth stopped the internal fighting between the two heads, and as the blood vessels moved, the two heads turned over.

"We are now one body with many bodies, please don't make noise in my ear." Dean Fuchuan was the murderer who actually killed the two people, but Curly and Jenny did not have any malice, and said slowly:

"The key now is to kill them, end this copy of the reincarnation game, and then we can return together."

"You're not a player, how can you return?" Curly asked.

"Don't forget, our souls have merged into one, there is a chance of success." The eyeless head raised up and looked at the ceiling above: "I want to see the beautiful scenery and spread the compassionate medical knowledge to more people."

It sounds like a fairy tale, and even more bizarre when you think about it. Even if you go back, does the game have to recreate a body for this character in the script?

But Curly and Jenny did not refute it. They seemed to agree with it and continued to think about how to kill the remaining players.

"If not unexpectedly, they won't choose to engage in a fight. Given their attack power, it will be difficult for us to stop them." Escaping and having a decisive battle are two different things. As a veteran player, Curly doesn't even have to think about it.

"I have made preparations."

"The success rate is not high. Don't underestimate the players' will to survive. Only one or two people will be left at most."

The three heads fell silent at the same time. At this moment, the sound of blood vessels moving was heard, and another head emerged from the black fog.

"It's okay. If they don't kill me, they can't escape."

......

It was late at night, and the moonlight poured into the stairwell, illuminating the five people waiting in front of the door.

While the heads were discussing, the players were also ready, rested thoroughly, and recovered their strength, and even the bad luck brought by the death knell was over.

The best condition, just right for a desperate fight.

Yuki gently stroked the hilt of the knife, and before he knew it, he had firmly grasped the right to speak.

"Hiyori, how much time is left?"

"One hour and thirty-five minutes."

"Do you remember what you are going to do later?"

"clear."

"Senior, how much time do you have left for your special ability to cool down?"

"Ten minutes, how about waiting a little longer?"

"No need, Hasaka, has the bullet replenishment of Deathstroke been completed?"

"The magazine is fully loaded. I will fire as you command. With the Storm Chopper here, I will be a little more relaxed."

The tyrant said nothing, only nodded slightly from time to time, and there was nothing wrong with him. This man had found a clever balance between rationality and sensibility.

"Okay, everyone, just remember this, and the rest is up to you to act accordingly." Yuki took a deep breath and stopped stroking the knife handle. "Remember, don't separate, support each other, chop off the heads of those two players, and then the first priority is to get out of the hospital, don't fight too long."

"understand!"

Just a few people gave Yuki the feeling of having a huge army behind him, and this alone made it much better than Under the Red Moon.

As long as you have a chance to breathe and strong support, there is nothing to be afraid of.

He glanced at the black fog inside the door and had the illusion that he was in some soul-based game, as if a heroic epic was ringing in his ears, pushing him to take a step inside.

Arrived at the first floor.

Without much thought, Yuki stepped in, slowly raised his head, and saw the sign on the wall.

Emergency area.

In front of me was an extremely long corridor, shrouded in a faint mist. The doors on both sides were all open. Beds and equipment were scattered around. Some beds were turned over, as if the person sleeping on them had gotten up to go to the toilet.

It was like a scene from a horror movie, but in Yuki's scarlet eyes, he saw the black light flowing, like the shadows of the trees outside the window, swaying in the air.

"It seems that we have changed the way of playing."

Yuki knew something was wrong, these things should have attached themselves to the dolls and turned into twisted monsters, but now they were scattered in the air.

Mental erosion? No, if you want to deal with players, you have to destroy us physically first.

He turned his head and saw that several people behind him were looking around nervously. This was the last and most dangerous floor.

"The hall is in that direction." Hiyori read every detail and suddenly pointed to the evacuation map.

The instructions didn't say how to leave the hospital, but breaking the window had already been tried and it definitely didn't work, so walking out through the main door should be fine.

"Well, there's only one door on the entire first floor. It's basically clear."

The huge hospital has only one door for entrance and exit. If this happened in the real world, the fire department would confiscate the director's underwear.

The unknown is the most terrifying thing. After hearing what Yuki said, everyone relaxed.

Through this corridor is the hospital lobby, but the team is not moving very fast, as people are moving closely together.

Yuki led the way, while Hayasaka Ai followed behind, constantly scanning the surroundings. It would be troublesome if something unexpected happened at this time.

Senior Mai followed behind Yuki, looking like she was ready to act as a human shield at any moment, and the more she looked at it, the weirder it looked.

"Why doesn't that curly guy use alchemy to block the road?"

"Because clue four proves that he is still a player."

The player is not allowed to intentionally destroy the hospital building, not because he doesn't want to, but because he can't.

The sense of security increased a bit. If Curly were to build ten walls to block the road, it would take a lot of effort.

But Yuki's heart was lifted up, and he thought more deeply.

"You are so confident that you won't stop us? Curly and the dean are both old perverts. They dare to do this, which proves that there are bigger things to come."

Indulgence tactics? Psychological games? It's impossible that he has been infected with the hero virus and wants to fight us head-on.

He glanced at the wards on both sides of the corridor again, and saw the empty beds and patient cards, which moved him slightly.

With a wave of his hand, Hiyori walked in, and the name column on the patient card on the wall turned into an 'S'.

Sure enough, it works as long as it is in the 'ward'. This is one of the three safe places belonging to the players. As long as the players occupy the ward, monsters will not spawn inside.

"But this thing can't stop the medical staff, that is, the possessed puppet." Hiyori read the look in Yuuki's eyes.

"It can't be stopped, but——"

Yuki suddenly pushed Mai behind him into the ward, and at the same time, gunshots rang out.

boom! !

Without any warning, the fog was pierced and a giant claw without skin, covered with pus-filled sores and as thick as two people's arms suddenly jumped out and swept through the corridor like a pendulum.

The six sharp claws left marks on the floor like they were cut by knives and axes, a bit like a giant mechanism in a cemetery.

Just as it was about to sweep through the ranks, the tyrant raised his gun and fired, the explosive bullets blew up large pieces of minced meat, but it could not stop its advance.

woo-

Everyone rolled into the ward together and looked outside with lingering fear. The giant hand whizzed past and then swept back in the opposite direction.

Yuki stuck his head out and saw that there were white marks in the gap created by the tyrant, and there were several twisted bodies tangled together, like toys that a naughty child had casually kneaded together.

Okay, okay, let’s play with clay, right?

Yuki immediately knew what this thing was made of. When those puppets were squeezed together, they were quite powerful. Fortunately, they couldn't be directly swiped out from this ward.

"Hopping room tactics, tyrant, impact bullets."

Even though the ward gave people a complete sense of security, no one dared to waste time. The Tyrant was the first to roll out and pull the trigger towards the oncoming giant claw.

boom!

There was no blood splattering, but the strong air pressure blew it back. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yuki and others rushed out and crawled into the next ward along the wall.

woo-

The tyrant also rolled in, his claws passing by his back. Yuki, who was counting the time silently, looked at him.

The impact bullet was only blocked for two seconds?

"It has strong kinetic energy. Is there any way to deal with it?"

"It's not easy to solve. That bastard has become smarter." Yuki said in a hurried tone. He had just checked and found that there were dozens of demon cores. It would be useless to destroy a few of them.

He told Hayasaka Ai to be patient and stuck his head out of the ward again. He saw that the top of the corridor was pitch black and the thing was swinging back and forth like a pulley.

If literary means don’t work, how about using force?

This is similar to the second floor corridor, except that after discovering that his eyes can see beyond the naked eye, he changed his approach. The purpose is still to delay time, consume physical strength, and disperse the team.

"It must have been that Curly-haired bastard's idea. The only ones who understand players are players."

Yuki glanced at the giant claw sweeping over, then focused his gaze towards the end of the corridor. It was too dark there to see anything, but he knew from the evacuation map that the hospital lobby was about six or seven hundred steps away.

That's how you play it, right?

After hesitating for a moment, Yuki jumped out, took out his chainsword, and faced the giant claw head-on.

Okay, I'll play with you.

In addition to delaying time, the giant claw also has the function of splitting the team. After all, the best way at the moment is to let one person delay it, and the rest can take advantage of this time to sprint forward and quickly go to the hall.

Since you know you want me to divide my forces, wouldn't it be stupid for me to divide them again?

Yuki's mind was as clear as a mirror. He knew clearly that once on the first floor, every move of the players would be closely monitored, and there would be an experienced curly-haired military strategist analyzing the situation nearby.

The battle between players is a battle of intelligence. The opponent must maximize the interests of these puppets and do their best to collect clues.

Skills, characteristics, chaos items, whoever reveals all his cards first will be at a disadvantage.

"Impact bullet."

The muzzle of the gun was pointed at the ground, and with a 'bang' sound, the aftermath pushed Yuki out.

Woohoo——

The chainsaw sword was roaring, and Yuki collided with it head-on. With the explosion of blood and pus, deep cuts were left on the surface of the giant claw.

The bodies of several puppets were torn to pieces, but the giant claws only paused for a moment before quickly retracting into the ceiling.