Abstraction for a bad world

Chapter 4: This goes on and on

[Choose a world - "The Burial of the Hibiscus King". ]

[Choose difficulty - "Suffering". ]

[Team "Peak", a total of 4 people, is entering the world...]

Anral Empire, a small town in the north, Ranjika.

There was a blood moon in the sky, the world was devastated, with shriveled limbs and broken arms scattered everywhere, corroded and decayed demons wandering everywhere, and there was no living creature within sight that could communicate.

Without a doubt, this is the only ultimate and abnormal difficulty level in the novice world "The Burial of King Hibiscus" that no one has ever cleared - Suffering!
A team of four players descended onto the empty ruins avenue.

A white-haired man with his hands in his pockets and his eyes covered with black leather straps.

The lazy and elegant black-haired priestess wore a pink tracksuit over her nun uniform.

He is two meters and two meters tall, carrying a sword, axe, halberd, hammer and dagger on his back, with his muscular upper body exposed, a fierce look on his face, a head of red hair, and shoulders as broad as a double-door refrigerator. At first glance, he is obviously a pure martial arts expert.

Finally, there is a beautiful girl named "Hydra" with nine ferocious red snake heads and a pair of white, round long legs.

The four of them waited for a while as if they were facing a great enemy.

But the expected opening kill did not come as expected.

Originally, the little girl would appear behind them the first moment they came into this world.

Then, the fatal inquiry - "Sir, would you like to buy Hibiscus King?" will come.

If the player turns around or answers, the curse of death will be triggered immediately.

Even if they did nothing, in a few seconds the little girl would multiply exponentially to tens of millions or even hundreds of millions at a terrifying speed and then wipe them out.

This is what makes [Suffering] so amazing compared to other difficulties.

Even if this is just a novice world where all other difficulties have been beaten through in a fancy way, this unreasonable door-opening kill is enough to destroy 99% of the top players.

The only solution found so far is to let Hydra with a high enough erosion level buy a number of Hibiscus Kings from the little girl that is equal to the number of players.

During these crucial few seconds, the remaining three members of the team must ensure they do not die.

Because only when the degree of erosion is high enough can you get a glimpse of the "phantom of the past" in the world of suffering difficulty.

In this way, they can communicate and obtain information from those things that have been completely eroded in reality.

Hydra, who used the "red nine-head form" from the beginning, has now reached a terrifying 50% level of erosion!

You should know that when the erosion level of ordinary people reaches more than 10%, they will experience serious erosion symptoms such as mental confusion and cognitive abnormalities.

When the erosion reaches the dividing line of 30%, the minds and bodies of most creatures will be alienated into godless and unintelligent demons.

However, Hydra, whose normal erosion rate is stable at 35%, can maintain its sanity for a long time even at the terrifying erosion rate of 50%.

The original plan was that after the successful transaction with Hydra, the little girl who sold King Hibiscus would disappear temporarily for a while.

This is considered to have withstood the most sudden first wave of attacks.

But now...

"Where are the people? I am such a big guy, but I am just a small wall lamp selling Hibiscus King!"

The black-haired priest turned his head several times tentatively, and when he found that he was fine, he raised his finger to the blood moon, frowned and roared,

"Little thing, you are such a baby. You are not even on Ruins Street. Where are you hiding?"

Hydra, who was raising his nine snake heads and spitting out tongues to collect information, took a few steps with his slender legs and said hoarsely,

"This is a good thing, Sister Hope...hiss~hu~."

After a moment's silence, the priestess known as Sister Hope suddenly raised her arms, grinned and cheered.

"——There has never been such a wonderful start! This is our 'peak' difficult start, it's so easy and relaxing, do other teams have such an easy difficult start like ours?"

Hydra counted and found that this was the forty-second lame joke she had heard from Sister Hope today.

It's hard, the fist is hard.

Inwardly: This is enough, you can't speak without using some sloppy jokes? If you use sloppy jokes again when you are on a mission, I will use the King of Flavors, Furong Wang, to severely punish your stinky mouth!
Reality: "Well, Sister Hope, in the future, can you please..."

"Xixi, what did you say? I didn't quite hear you."

"No, I mean nothing..."

I hope to pat the huge snake head that seems a little "lost" with a cheerful pat.

"It's okay. If you have something auspicious to say to the captain, don't hold it in. Just say it. Anyway, I hope I can protect you."

The nine snake heads all looked at Hope in silence, but in the end they were too cowardly to say a word.

At this time, the white-haired young man who looked very similar to 2.5 Satoru spoke.

"Remember, anything unusual is a bad omen. Go to Susie's house first and get the kettle."

"The only one left there now is her father who should have died long ago. Just go and purify him."
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Ten minutes ago, at Susie's house.

As soon as he entered the door, Yuan Qingzhuo smelled the lingering strong smell of alcohol mixed with the musty smell of damp wooden boards.

Oh?
Is this country girl also a drunkard?

He stood on tiptoe and hid behind Susie, preventing the faint candlelight from illuminating his own shadow.

He stepped down with the same force as Susie, leaving only a sound on the old wooden floor.

After walking only a few steps, Yuan Qingzhuo discovered a large number of wooden wine glasses thrown casually on the ground.

Some of the glasses even had some unfinished wine still in them.

"Susie, is that Susie?"

Suddenly, an unclear and hoarse voice came from the room, with obvious drunkenness and anger: "Why did you come back just now!"

"I'm back...Father."

In the dim light, Yuan Qingzhuo saw Susie's shoulders tremble, and then she responded in a cold voice.

"Get in!"

The girl pursed her lips in distress, took out the cloth bag from her arms, and walked into the room shrouded by a huge shadow.

Yuan Qingzhuo did not choose to follow in, but took the opportunity to sneak a peek at Susie's father through the crack in the door.

He was a middle-aged man with a red rosacea, casually wearing a few loose clothes stained with dark yellow oil, and his messy hair was full of greasy and matted clumps.

His face, covered with deep wrinkles, looked extremely old, and his dark blue eyes were so cloudy that one could not even see the reflection of the candlelight that was so close to him.

Yuan Qingzhuo folded his arms, leaned against the wall and closed his eyes.

He was prepared to listen to the daily scolding of the little thing by her alcoholic father as a joke.

Melon, delicious!

As for the kettle, he thought it would be more convenient to find it after both of them fell asleep, and it would not expose himself.

"Father, this is today's harvest..." Susie's words were interrupted by a heavy slap, followed by the sound of a body hitting the floor.

What a hard slap!

Is it scary? Yes, it is scary.

Yuan Qingzhuo took two steps back... You can beat me or scold me, but don't let the blood splash on me.

"You came back so late, have your wings grown stiff?!"

"Because today we haven't reached the income you set..."

"How dare you be so stubborn!"

Snapped!
Yuan Qingzhuo's eyebrows twitched slightly.

This old guy is really willing to use such harsh measures against his own daughter. It's just that she came home late. The worst that can happen is that she will be punished and scolded.

After these two slaps, the village girl’s face must have swollen to the size of two buns.

After the hoarse roar, only two distinct gasps remained.

One was full of anger, while the other seemed to have gotten used to it and was as calm as before.

"Waste! You waste!"

The heavy wooden wine glass was thrown on the girl's abdomen, and the girl endured it silently.

"Not only is the goddess not favoring you, but you can't even learn basic magic and swordsmanship... You're a whore's son of a bitch, you might as well become a prostitute and earn more!"

The village girl's father seems to be a little extreme.

Is this something a carbon-based creature could say? The inappropriate smile on Yuan Qingzhuo's face disappeared.

There was a huge noise coming from the inner room.

The table was overturned by both hands and fell on the girl's knees.

The man questioned, first kicking the table away, then kicking hard at the back of the girl who had turned her back without her knowing.

Susie didn't say anything or resist.

She curled up like this, thinking that her father would fall asleep when he was tired of fighting. He would sleep very deeply then, so she could take this opportunity to clean the house thoroughly.

The house is so dirty and messy that it's really outrageous.

"Why would I, Elric, give birth to a piece of trash like you! Why! Why!"

One kick, one kick, and another kick.

Yuan Qingzhuo subconsciously counted the numbers in his mind.

then,

Open your eyes silently.

"Speak! Why aren't you speaking?"

Elric bent down, grabbed the girl's hair with his rough hands, pulled her up from the ground, and lifted her into the air. His bloodshot eyes stared hatefully at Susie, who frowned slightly, and his saliva mixed with wine splashed on her face.

"Talk to me!"

The punch hit Susie's abdomen with all his might, causing the girl to turn pale and groan in pain for the first time.

Susie coughed weakly, and intermittent images flashed through her mind.

To be honest, it’s normal that the goddess doesn’t like me.

After all, who in their right mind would ignore so many beautiful noble ladies and fall in love with a country bumpkin?

It doesn’t matter, I can still learn magic and swordsmanship. Until now, I have been studying and practicing alone every day...

Try hard, and then be rejected.

And so it goes, over and over again.

But it’s not my fault that I don’t have any talent.

It was fate, I just saw it in advance.

"say!!!"

The roar echoed in my ears, and the copper coins fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Susie finally closed her eyes and clenched her teeth, but this time she did not feel any pain in her body.

what happened?

The girl tentatively opened her eyes a crack, but didn't dare open them too quickly.

Because she thought that her father might be teasing her.

until……

Snapped!
The dull sound of flesh hitting flesh reached her ears.

But this time, it's not his own.

At the moment when several double images overlapped in the shaking vision, Susie saw clearly.

The man standing in front of her, holding her father's strong arm tightly with one hand, was the stranger she met that morning.

Yuan Qingzhuo stared at Elric, who was in a daze and extremely angry, with great calmness.

"Old man, didn't anyone tell you not to disturb others at night?"

After just a moment, Elric turned around, opened his mouth, and roared ferociously: "You——!"

Snapped!
The words that had not yet been spoken were slapped back into Elric's stomach by Yuan Qingzhuo.

The moment the man lost his strength and let go of Susie, Yuan Qingzhuo quickly picked up the girl.

"What do you mean by 'you'? You spit when you talk. You don't even have basic manners."

Yuan Qingzhuo lowered his head and gently wiped away the bloodstains on Susie's forehead. He then lifted the clothes on her abdomen and back and caught a glimpse of the purple and black patches of skin.

It seems like there is much more to it than just the few punches and kicks today.

——So this is how the little thing’s will is trained.

Yuan Qingzhuo placed Susie steadily on the ground and then stepped over her.

The martial arts master stared at the middle-aged man with red eyes, looking angrily at Susie instead of himself, and grinned.

For some reason, I laughed.

"Very good, you have successfully aroused my sympathy for human cubs."

(End of this chapter)