Am I the only one streaming Sword Art Online on the entire internet?

"Even though I don't understand it, it seems really amazing."

Aivixin tilted her head, her tone still innocent and naive. She was used to maintaining her obedient girl persona in front of Yuna and Mo Yulan, and apart from herself, no one knew that she even drew R18 doujinshi about her father and Kirito. Actually, the main reason she watched the live stream with Yuna was to find some inspiration from their interactions, but now that Mo Yulan and Kirito were in different areas, there was nothing to watch, and Aivixin, like Vector, became drowsy. But just as she was drifting off, Vector, who was lying comfortably on her lap, suddenly opened her eyes.

“Three unidentified armed men approached here, equipped with stun guns and pistols. Looks like we’re in for a bit of trouble.”

252. Some unreliable debates about pairings.

"Vivi, what's going on?"

Ivy Xin suddenly woke up from her drowsy state, split a thread to hack into several nearby cameras, and then saw three sneaky figures on the outskirts of the residential area.

She thought for a moment, then projected the image onto the wall with her left eye, showing what she saw to Yuna and Vector. Yuna didn't understand anything at the moment, while Vector mercilessly mocked her.

"These guys are really amateurs. Could it really be the civilian version?"

She seemed to have told a corny joke that only she understood; at least, neither Yuna nor Ivyxin immediately grasped its meaning. After the two stared at her in confusion for a while, she closed her eyes expressionlessly, coughed lightly twice, and then explained.

"In short, from any angle, whether it's their position, their movements, or even the way they carry their items, these people don't seem to have a military background or be any slightly more professional mercenaries or people from similar backgrounds. They look incredibly amateurish, probably just small-time thugs."

"If that's the case, doesn't it mean that the unknown terrorist group... isn't that powerful?" Yuna suddenly felt a little confused after hearing Vector's explanation. "So, does that mean these people aren't much of a threat to us?"

“…This might be a rather subtle misconception, Mom.” Ivy sighed and rubbed her forehead, then explained, “In the end, terrorists are just armed civilians with ulterior motives. Don’t have too high expectations of them.”

“But they still pose a great threat to civilians. So I still suggest we strike now and take those three under control.” Vector finished speaking, picked up the Vector on the table, and turned to look at Yuna. “According to the order of command, you are currently the operation commander. Please give the order, Miss Yuna.”

"Request permission to attack, Vector. You and Ivy Shin together, take those three guys under control, please." Yuna nodded, as if she had made a great decision, and said, "Be careful, understand?"

“If this is what you requested, the operation mode has been changed to the [Conservative] level. Ivy, pack your things and get ready to leave.” Vector was silent for a moment, then looked up and replied, “Then we’ll set off first. Miss Yuna, please be careful.”

There was no further response, because after Vector finished speaking, he simply pulled Ivy and left. Yuna silently watched Ivy and Vector leave, then sat back down in her original spot, looking at the two people lying side-by-side in the empty living room and bedroom, and suddenly felt a strange loneliness. She sighed, walked back into the bedroom, sat down beside Mo Yulan, and gazed with infinite tenderness at her lover who slept here but fought in another world.

"Lan, keep it up!"

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"Let me tell you, if you want to have fun blocking the bridge, you have to be inside the airport, and everyone outside has to cross the bridge to get in. We're doing the opposite here, so blocking the bridge is not logical. Besides, we have to move quickly, otherwise if some idiot suddenly decides to block the bridge, we'll be the ones in trouble."

Solin explained it this way: Coincidentally, he also planned to enter the safe zone early to find a good position when resources were plentiful. So after circling around twice and dealing with the survivors coming out of the other two buildings, he carried the luxurious equipment he had gathered from the entire C-shaped building, found a car on the outer road, and drove straight out of the airport, while the background music changed.

"With heads held high and chests puffed out, we cross the Yalu River—to safeguard peace, to serve our motherland, is to protect our homeland!"

Although it doesn't seem to have any problems, something just feels off.

[Two instances of historical references being mocked?]

Is this a tacit understanding among high-level players? My neighbor, Sinon-chan, thought the same thing.

[You traitor, get out of here! If you like watching your Shino-chan so much, then stay over there and don't come back!]

[That's really strange. Uncle Su has been livestreaming with his camera on for so long, and you guys still like women.]

[I also find it strange; I'm practically being turned gay by Mr. So.]

"Stop right, friends. Whether you're gay or not is your own business. Don't force me to say that I'm the one who turned you around." Suolin looked at the comments that had suddenly become strange and stopped the viewers' imaginations (wild thoughts) in time. "I'm a married man, so don't talk nonsense."

Yes, Uncle Suo is a married man (read in a dry, monotone tone).

[It's more accurate to say that Yuna is already married; pseudo-yuri is the best.]

[Honestly, don't you guys think that Zoro x Kirito is the best pairing?]

[The person upstairs is a confirmed follower of the Little Angel Cult]

[What proof? The Little Angel Cult only believes in Kirito x Zoro pairings, okay?]

"You people... and what the heck is the Little Angel Cult? I've never heard of such a thing before." Solin tried to steer the conversation back on track, but he seemed to have overheard something incredible, so he quickly asked a question.

However, as soon as he asked the question, the live stream suddenly fell silent. No one spoke up at that moment. The live stream, which had been packed with people, suddenly became a place where only a few people were discussing a seemingly serious but actually irrelevant topic like "whether Suolin's tactics were reasonable".

After a long silence, a brave man finally stepped forward and began to spout nonsense in a serious manner, trying to fool Suolin.

[The Little Angel Cult... well, it's because Aivisin, the little angel, has recently become an online idol, and this Little Angel Cult is just a name for Aivisin's fan group, that's all.]

That's right, we're all followers of the Little Angels Cult!

The little angel is so cute!

"...Okay, at least this name sounds much more high-end than ikun or Clover. Let's continue with the commentary here. By the way, for those of you watching Sinon's livestream next door, could you please point me out? I'm trying to stay away from her... What is this thing?"

Just as Suolin was trying to distract himself from the bizarre comments from his viewers and focus on driving, a motorcycle suddenly appeared out of nowhere, landing right in front of his car and forcing him to stop.

253. Is this the reverse of yuri (boy's love)?

"Where did this troublemaker come from, daring to ride on my face like that... WDNMD, what a joke!"

When Sorin saw this celestial being descending from the sky, he had already planned a series of solutions in his mind: first, use the jeep's weight advantage to ram the motorcycle and cause massive damage; then, the moment he stopped, jump off and switch to the King of Cars mode, finally sweeping away the remaining enemy with low health. But when he saw the timid-looking boy with long, straight black hair sitting on the motorcycle, he suddenly changed his mind in an instant.

Faced with the choice between a cold headcount and a beautiful best friend, Uncle Su decisively chose the latter.

[Uncle Suo is getting further and further away from the shameful, perpetually single virgin he used to be. Don't worry, guys, this is a good thing.]

[The Li Baihe couple is now online]

User "Jia Lu, the Livestock Hunter" has been banned from posting.

User "亚莎使徒" has been banned.

The user "The Secret Digger and His Six Transformations" has been banned.

"Let's get serious here. Kirito and I are both in relationships, so please don't pair us up like this. At least give us some face." Sorin briefly explained the situation regarding the earlier ban, then suddenly felt puzzled. "Wait a minute, I remember telling this kid to find a secluded spot to jungle. Why did he come here?"

He shook his head, got out of the car, and kept glancing at Kirito with his car, his tone full of doubt.

"Kirito, what's wrong with you?"

"I...I don't know?" Kirito spread his hands in confusion, then pointed to the sky. "I was chased from the city to the outskirts, so I just grabbed a motorcycle and rode up. I had only gone a couple of steps when I found myself in the sky."

"Alright, I get it. Ubisoft's style, huh?" Upon hearing this, Sorin immediately understood what Kirito had just experienced. He sighed helplessly, put away his gun, patted Kirito's shoulder, and continued, "Let's move together for now... Wait, what just happened to you?"

He asked this because he noticed that Kirito's expression was clearly not normal. His face was gloomy, but he didn't show it in his words, and it seemed like he was hiding something.

"...No, I'm just a little annoyed by being chased. I've never been chased to this extent before." Kirito shrugged slightly, feigning nonchalance, but a hint of gloom still lingered in his eyes. "Really, Sorin...why are you looking at me like that? You just told me not to do this..."

"Kirito, stop it. Tell me honestly, what happened to you just now?" Sorin suddenly became serious. He temporarily turned off his microphone, then pressed Kirito's shoulder and made him sit in the passenger seat. "I turned off the microphone. You can just say whatever you want."

“Sorin…I…” Upon hearing this, Kirito suddenly transformed from his previous weak appearance into a truly weak “girl,” trembling as he clung to Sorin, his voice becoming intermittent, “I just…met a survivor from SAO, a member of the Laughing Coffin guild.”

"Then he told you some nonsense like, 'You will definitely die at his hands,' or 'You are just another one of those who kill for pleasure,' which you only half understood, and that's how he fooled you into this state, right?"

Sorin guessed almost immediately who Kirito had seen and what that guy had said. He patted Kirito's shoulder again, annoyed, and then comforted him, "I really don't understand, you've been with me for so long, how come you'd get so scared in a small place like this?"

However, Sorin really miscalculated this time, not in terms of comforting Kirito. If he had kept his microphone on during this time, things might have been a little better, but given the particularly ambiguous situation, coupled with Sorin's sudden action of turning off his microphone, it all seemed suspicious.

[Shocking! Famous livestreamer did this to a pretty fan!]

[Friends, please do not spread gay rumors]

[This... How could Mr. Zoro have done something like this to cute Kirito-chan...]

[What does this look like? Curious.jpg]

[Suddenly excited.jpg, is the Suo-Tong CP established?]

【99】*N

"Please stop, okay? The scene wasn't that bad, but you've all made it sound awful..." Sorin looked at the comments and, helpless, turned her microphone back on. She then tried to get Kirito to explain, "Kirito, please stop... Can you explain to the viewers in the chat? They're all suspecting us..."

Just as Sorin finished speaking, he saw Kirito first look like he had succeeded in his evil scheme, then deliberately give Sorin a forced smile with a few tear stains, and say something incredible.

"It's alright, Solin. Although you were a bit rough last night... it's really alright."

"What the hell... You should at least explain what I did last night! Is this one-for-one exchange really appropriate?" Upon hearing Kirito's awful lines, Sorin suddenly panicked. "Don't do this! I still have to stream. I feel like you've completely ruined my previously brilliant image..."

- [Yingming's image (correction)]

[Teacher Mo: I'm going to yell at you! *sobs* .jpg]

Am I the only one who cares about what happened last night?

My dear, you are not alone.

Who are you calling not human?

"Ah... I was just kidding. But thank you, Solin, I feel much better now."

Kirito smiled and spoke as if explaining something to Sorin. He was deliberately creating the illusion for the viewers in the live stream that his earlier panic was all an act, thus masking his true inner turmoil. He had indeed clashed with Death Gun shortly after landing and was terrified by the words Death Gun spoke through the public chat. The reason he stopped this nonsensical behavior was simple: he sensed another, undisguised killing intent, and the source of this killing intent seemed to be not far from him.

"I feel like your stopping now is more suspicious than continuing to persecute me, Kirito... Never mind, we'll talk about that later. Although teaming up in solo queue isn't something to be encouraged in this game, our goal isn't just to get a chicken dinner. Let's not worry about these trivial details. Just come with me, Kirito."

254. Ashina Yuuna (Mist)

"...You're smart to know your place."

Yuna was standing in front of the bed, holding her phone in her left hand and watching Sorin's live stream. In her right hand, she gripped a small katana and held it above Kirito's neck. After seeing that Kirito's behavior in the live stream had become much more normal, she stopped her undisguised killing intent.

She deftly twirled the katana with her right hand, sheathed it at her waist, then turned to the living room, staring intently at the uninvited guest who had appeared there at some unknown time, her tone unusually cold.

The person was dressed in a gaudy tuxedo and wore a clown mask with two slits on either side of the mouth—of course, this wasn't a real clown, but someone dressed as a clown cosplayer.

"The timing is good; the children have just been sent out by me. So, sir... perhaps you could consider telling me about your background and purpose first."

As she spoke, she drew her other katana, pointing it directly at the mysterious man, ready to attack if he showed any hostility. At this moment, Mo Yulan was still fully infiltrated, and Aivisin and Vector had just been sent out; now she could only rely on herself.

Of course, she also has the confidence and assurance that she will not be defeated.

"It's just a friendly negotiation. Because you've only hindered the 'Death Gun' plan, not actually affected us. By the way, you can call me Joker."

To Yuna's surprise, the visitor directly brought up matters concerning Death Gun. Moreover, judging from his demeanor, it seemed as if he didn't consider Yuna a rival at all.

“If Mr. Mo can quit the game, I can leave and stop bothering you in any way. But if he continues to try to hinder us in this game... Death Gun's in-game clone is getting close to him. I will kill the one lying in bed before Death Gun hits the character Sorin Markov. I mean what I say.”

“Then I’m afraid there’s nothing to discuss between us.” Upon hearing Joker’s threat, Yuna drew her other knife without hesitation and shot out like a meteor. “I hope you still have the ability to escape my house before I kill you.”

"Such a young and beautiful girl, how come she acts so violently... really." The guy who called himself Joker actually had the leisure to complain. He stepped back and then swept his leg over.

Yuna saw it clearly: the Joker's shoe tip gleamed coldly, suggesting he was concealing a juggling knife or something similar inside his boot. She quickly stopped her charge, simultaneously placing the knife in her left hand in front of her chest to block the kick. This wasn't a game where moves could be easily softened; in reality, forcibly stopping a charge would cause some damage, even for someone as extraordinary as Yuna. Not to mention that this brief delay could be a fatal opening.