Sakura Emma, ​​I'm going to control you fiercely!

Volume 1: Chapter 40 Entering the Dungeon

[Entered instance: The Fallen Theater of Delusions]

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Model reuse—in a sense, it benefits not only the game developers but also the players.

From the official perspective, this can reduce game development costs and save development time. For players, it also means less storage space is needed on their computers.

A contrasting example is the game "A Certain Myth." It reuses almost no character models. Because it's so honest, it crams everything into the game, even discarding old maps.

What Yang Wen is currently facing is undoubtedly a successful case of model reuse in "Magic Judgment":

The scene was designed based on the music hall instance that we had already experienced two days ago.

click, click, click...

The screen shows a first-person perspective as the protagonist traverses an endless, pitch-black corridor.

Compared to the previous instance, this one was missing the laundry basket and the teru teru bozu (a type of Japanese doll), and four strings had been added to the ceiling. A painting on the wall slowly played a story of a student playing the violin since childhood. Yet, the surrounding sound effects were faint piano music.

The truly realistic left and right channels made Yang Wen feel as if his ears were being cleansed by the "original channels".

[A foreign man with headphones is laughing and crying.jpg]

With the addition of the piano music, Yang Wen couldn't help but exclaim in admiration:

elegant!

However, what puzzled Yang Wen was that Bei Bei's doll had been very restless ever since they entered this realm of wreckage.

For some reason, the little guy was very uncomfortable.

and……

Yang Wen glanced at the character status bar.

[Magical Girl's Blessing: The "Witch Factor Activation" effect inflicted on you by this location is reduced to 10%.]

[The protection of reason: You are immune to "witch factor activation".]

This was the first time Yang Wen had seen this debuff: Witch Factor Activated.

He kept it in mind and silently made a note of it. Perhaps it was some kind of plot clue.

After that, Yang Wen's attention shifted to how Emma fought.

"let me see."

Emma, ​​who had transformed into a magical girl, also heard Yang Wen's voice.

Emma understood: the gods had come to witness her battle...

Looking at her surroundings, she couldn't help but feel anxious.

'This is my first time undertaking a mission alone... and the gods are watching.'

It felt like an assessment made specifically for her...!

Realizing this, the girl's anxiety transformed into a pounding heartbeat, resounding "thump! thump!" in her chest, even silencing the drifting footsteps...

Yang Wen saw a new buff appear in the status bar.

[Adrenaline surge: Your reaction speed is boosted (all characters around you move in slow motion by 10%).]

That's great! Why didn't I get this buff when I played?

Just then, a hoarse, urgent sound of classical music drifted from the front of the corridor.

Yang Wen couldn't recognize the song... but Emma immediately recognized it as "The Devil".

Emma stopped, took a deep breath, raised the rose bow in her left hand, and aimed ahead.

Suddenly, a corner appeared at the end of the corridor.

Around the corner, a strange shadow moved erratically.

The shadow rounded the corner, revealing its full form to Emma:

It's like a headless marionette, with the head being an old phonograph.

Emma could tell at a glance that these guys were servants!

There were three attendants in total, each with a phonograph responsible for a part of an instrument.

The three phonographs somehow managed to piece together a symphony.

On Yang Wen's screen, a panel popped up:

[Attendant - Blindly Obedient Accompaniment Lv6]

[Attendant - Blindly Obedient Accompaniment Lv8]

Isn't the strength of these monsters a bit strange?

Yang Wen remembered that during the first incident, the monsters that were summoned by the Weaving Machine Familiar were only between Lv1 and Lv3, and even the Familiar itself was only around level 10.

In this dungeon, even the mobs are level 6 to 8, so who knows what the boss's level will be?

While he was observing, Emma also made her move.

With unsteady steps, she quickly retreated in the opposite direction of the attendants, then raised her bow and arrow—

call out!

Three arrows flew in arcs from the sky, striking the head of the wrecked body.

Thump thump thump!

The level 24 combined with strength far exceeding that of a white-level magical girl caused the three servants to die instantly!

Emma stared blankly at the scene before her, then blinked.

"I...I...I did it!!!"

Although he was just a servant, this was undoubtedly Emma's first enemy to fight!

God, did you see that? Emma did it!!!

"Well done." The voice of the deity drifted into my ears at just the right moment!

Emma felt like she had inexhaustible energy!

[Gained 27 units of Black Filth]

"Well done."

Yang Wen looked at the pop-up window, nodded, and gave a verbal compliment.

As the level of the monsters increases, the experience gained will naturally increase as well.

[Gain buffs: Adrenaline Surge (Increased reaction speed); Full of Energy (Increased attack power)]

Yang Wen: "..."

So where do these inexplicable buffs come from?

But since the AI ​​can do it, Yang Wen is too lazy to log in.

Let it run in AFK mode!

To match this "elegant" music, Yang Wen planned to brew a cup of elegant and very fitting Quechao coffee.

So he left his seat temporarily.

On the screen, after Emma defeated the first three servants, before she could even feel happy, the shadow of another servant appeared around the corner of the corridor.

"...Huh?"

She was astonished to see that the shadows of the servants rose and fell like the tides, as if they were forming a sea.

Then, more than twenty servants appeared before her.

Emma: "...???"

Emma swallowed hard, her throat dry, her face turning pale.

"No way……"

What followed was a rather "disastrous" battle on the screen.

The wreckage stood at a distance, launching various sonic attacks at Emma.

Emma, ​​on the other hand, managed to dart around with difficulty, occasionally rolling to dodge attacks and retaliating with basic attacks.

However, the music from the wreckage attracts even more wreckage, causing Emma's basic attack speed to be roughly equal to the rate at which the wreckage increases.

Five minutes later, the number of wreckages not only did not decrease, but actually increased by 3.

When Yang Wen returned, he saw that the AI ​​in charge was almost cornered and was firing indiscriminately.

Yang Wen sighed heavily, his tone conveying a sense of disappointment and frustration.

If basic attacks don't work, use skills!

Emma heard his sigh.

Seeing the monsters surging towards her like a tidal wave, Emma was so anxious that tears welled up in her eyes.

Unable to apologize amidst the ensuing attacks, they could only lament in their hearts:

'Waaaah, I've been treated like a useless burden! I'm so sorry, God! Emma is a piece of trash!!!'

At this moment, Yang Wencai noticed a red dot on the [Circle Record Book].

He opened it to take a look.

Should the AI ​​be allowed to use its skills?

Yang Wen was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening:

So it was my fault?

I didn't grant the AI ​​skill permissions?!

It gives you a sense of control and a feeling of "I'll let you shoot, then you can shoot."

"I just can't do anything with you."

The tone, which sounded rather helpless, actually sounded like "pampering" to Emma.

Then, a large string of memories that did not belong to her were immediately transmitted into Emma's mind:

A variety of abilities are reflected in her memory, and even constitute her muscle memory!

As the wreckage pointed the phonograph at her, Emma didn't even notice the impending attack.

She realized with a start:

The gods have lent her their power!

Long——!

Twenty phonographs emitted visible sound waves powerful enough to overturn tiles, interspersed with white notes like a drizzle!

Wherever the sound waves passed, the wall plaster peeled off and rotted as if it were alive.

Emma stood still, watching the attacks come one after another. She muttered to herself,

"Shield..."

Wow!

A pink glow condensed into a thin protective shield on her body.

Boom—

When sound waves strike it, they can only create a few ripples.

But Emma stood motionless, like a rock in the waves.

She looked at her hands, stunned.

"Is this... the power of the gods?"

What followed was a battle that could be described as one-sided.

No matter how the debris unleashed its attacks, they were all blocked by the shield.