I'm doing a crossover anime/manga project, and I'm creating a new kind of "Moonlight&

One of the ten spots must be filled by us.

The Black general on stage displayed his racial talent by speaking in a manner that resembled rap.

The Black warriors below almost jumped up.

side.

Some Gauls had a numb look in their eyes.

It's over.

You definitely won't be able to get one.

.....

Undercurrents are swirling around the world.

This time, the global sensation is more than just an adjective.

Every country in the world with modern organizational capabilities has been slapped hard in the face and given a wake-up call.

The Middle East has implemented an emergency ceasefire, and Russia and Ukraine have already called for calm and said they would resume fighting in a few days.

In some utterly corrupt governments, even powerful figures have to stand up for themselves and their families.

In short, the impact has reached an international, even epochal, level, or at least has had a slight influence on this human era.

Every real nation and every powerful family is making intensive preparations at this moment, seizing the initiative and welcoming a new era.

The Federation expanded its player base from 500 to 7,000 as it explored the game.

France prepared an exploration team of 10,000; if the quality wasn't good enough, they made up for it with sheer numbers.

Even Italy, which usually takes a relaxed approach, has managed to muster 4,000 troops; the world is expanding its military.

Then, they looked back at a certain major Eastern power.

People are stupid.

They mobilized at least 400,000 of the most elite talents from all walks of life, showing an ambition to conquer the world.

This is not like the ragtag army of another major Eastern power; their one-on-one combat skills are among the best in the world.

The whole world almost went crazy, with people protesting and saying that it was an invasion and that monsters from another world also have human rights.

After all, some of their countries have more officers than soldiers, and it's difficult to muster even 50,000 combat-ready soldiers.

This is really beyond my capabilities.

In a certain country, 400,000 was just a test. If it works, then mobilizing the entire nation, let alone 400,000, 4 million, or even 40 million, would not be impossible.

What is a quota?

The whole world is mine; I refuse to believe I can't secure a spot.

With this level of "catfish effect," other countries are even more panicked. Even the financial giants can't sit still and have started to sacrifice their own resources to support their armies...

Several days passed in a flash.

The fifth, sixth, and seventh players have already appeared.

By this time, intelligence agencies from various countries had already identified the identities of the second through fourth individuals who had successfully bypassed the checkpoint.

Then there is no more.

They have powerful backers; who the hell would dare to mess with them?

.....

"teacher?"

Yukino Yukinoshita stared blankly at the photo, which was clearly a picture of a certain Luo from his younger days, her eyes widening in disbelief.

Is it him?

Although she didn't know exactly what happened, in her mental model, the most likely unexpected factor was this boy named Matou Hakurei.

He is also the hidden eighth Master.

So...why?

Ignoring the notification sounds, the girl woke up in her cozy apartment room.

The city after the rain looked bright and clean, as if it had been wiped clean.

Warm sunlight streamed in through the window, illuminating her smooth, fair skin and allowing her to relax and stretch her slender body.

"It's really hard to understand..."

She sighed.

Although I don't think that's Roser herself, after all, she has an counterpart.

It's hard to imagine what kind of experience led that seemingly erratic young man, whom he inexplicably trusted, to choose to destroy the world.

At this time.

The doorbell rang, and she slowly got up, opened the door, and sure enough, it was her sister with her wicked sense of humor.

"Ta-da! It's your big sister!"

Yang Nai, full of energy, put her hands on her hips and said, "By the way, I have some good news for you. I'm almost at the end of the mystery!"

She came specifically to tell her younger sister this good news, and also to regain her authority as an older sister.

Yukino: I'm sorry, I've never felt that inexplicable thing about you.

Yukino Yukinoshita didn't speak, she just looked at her quietly.

Yang Nai's smile froze; she had a bad feeling: "Just finished the game, could it be...?"

Yukino nodded slowly.

Yang felt as if he had been electrocuted, clutching his heart and staggering back several steps.

Today, it was also Yang Nai-chan's defeat.

.....

The arrival of her older sister was not simply a matter of being hurt.

Instead, he told Yukino some good news.

She asked her Yuigahama Yui to find out, and indeed, there was such a person.

She is indeed from Chiba, attending Chiba Soubu High School, which was originally the school Yukino Yukinoshita would have attended.

The other person is the type of follower who is good at reading people's expressions and moods, and may actually admire someone like Yukinoshita who is "brave" and doesn't care about the atmosphere or the opinions of others.

But in essence...

She herself knew that she was simply not good at dealing with this kind of girl.

If she hadn't come to Shuchi, she probably would have become friends with that girl...

So, that woman really was born from another person.

The girl arrived at the school with mixed feelings.

At this time, most of the students had already arrived, and one by one, elegant or energetic young men and women stepped out of the luxury cars that were picking them up.

"Yongren, it's all your fault yesterday. Otherwise, if you had screamed in fright, we would have entered that shopping mall."

Although we lack firearms, we can collect a lot of supplies for future use.

"Tch, you're just a coward, okay? I covered their retreat, didn't I?"

"Sever my ass, just die instantly."

The boys were making a lot of noise.

A moment later, they were arm in arm again, indicating that they would definitely be able to successfully collect supplies tonight.

The ratio of in-game to out-of-game time is 1:3.

In other words, they would spend the entire night in the game, and for some full-time teams, they would stay in the game all day long, which is equivalent to three days and three nights in real life.

That's a completely different reality; they also get hungry and need to eat, drink, and relieve themselves.

Material shelters are obviously very important.

If there are a few hidden shelters in apartments and hotels throughout the city, the game experience will be elevated to at least one level.

so…..

"How did those top players manage to beat the game? Were they part of a national team?"

The boys were filled with anticipation.

Imagining yourself shining brightly in front of everyone is absolutely exhilarating.

The girls exchanged a knowing glance but didn't discuss it further.

It's not that they don't play; they just don't want to, but their families force them to go in and exercise.

It's just that it's not easy to say more.

After all, the real experience of dying is one thing, but solving the "picking flowers (going to the toilet)" problem is not a pleasant experience.

And if it happens during those few days, it's even worse.

It's inconvenient to carry it yourself, and it's also dangerous to look for a convenience store.

Even the smell of blood would attract a horde of monsters, chasing them relentlessly until they had nowhere to run.

It's too awful.

Yukino Yukinoshita was somewhat relieved, thankfully she had finished the game before those days arrived.

Otherwise, just thinking about it makes my scalp tingle.

This is absolute hell mode.

"Onodera, what are your plans for the weekend?"

"I'm asking Makihara Kozue, the girl with no personality, no sense of direction, and no emotional intelligence among the class's young ladies," she tilted her head.

"Oh, the weekend? I've been feeling down these past few days. Dad said he'd take me out to sea to clear my head. Didn't the Ocean Princess dock recently?"

She was also a blonde girl with bangs.

"Oh, I'll go too."

Ocean Princess?

That super cruise ship?

Yukino Yukinoshita frowned slightly, sensing that things were not so simple.

She heard from her sister that the cruise ship was going to hold some kind of boxing tournament, which seemed to be a way for top corporations to solve business problems.

I feel like this approach is ridiculous. Does it mean that if you lose, you'll just have to swallow your losses and give up your business interests?

It seems the profits didn't reach the top conglomerates that hosted the event.

Time flies.

Compared to when she was "a person who does not exist," her current situation is no different.

As a country girl from Chiba, and with an unapproachable demeanor, no one would take the initiative to talk to her.

Therefore, she obediently waited for the last class.

It was also Professor Rosser's class.

really.

As soon as I entered, all the sounds disappeared.

Even those from the best families were noticeably more nervous than when they were with Professor Rosser.

It was as if they were facing some important figure whom they couldn't speak to.