You tell me, this is called daily youth?

The man, as tall as an iron tower, stood in the middle of the road with his fists clenched. He raised his head slightly and could see a woman sitting against the wall not far away.

His red hair was disheveled, and the flowing blood had stained his clothes red, gathering into a pool of blood under his body. His left hand was empty, and the mechanical arm was missing.

She was dead, dead before he arrived at full speed. The smoker took out a cigarette and lit it. His bearded face did not show much expression.

It was just a pure physical relationship, without much emotion. Even if they were assigned to the same team, they would often scheme against each other. Even when they had sex in bed, it was just for their own needs.

But he was still very annoyed.

It was a boring reconnaissance mission, and we were attacked for no apparent reason. Our teammates were killed in a short period of time. Everyone was very annoyed.

The smoker did not lose his mind. After an epic lung-burning, he stamped out the cigarette butt, walked to the corpse and tore off its clothes. He looked at the wound on the huge ball and then looked back at the cracks left on the ground.

"He rushed at an extremely fast speed, breaking through her plasma tide from the front, and then stabbed her to death with a single blow. He is a master with a knife."

The image emerged in his mind, the attacker encountered Wushou head-on, used some kind of reconnaissance skill to see through the invisibility, and then used the cover of the ruins to close the distance.

Wu Shou's response was textbook. She first retreated to the center of the road, forced the opponent to come out of the ruins, and fully utilized her firepower advantage.

"But the gap in strength between the two sides is too big. Without my cover, she can't concentrate on shooting."

Players need to cooperate, especially those who specialize in a certain area. In addition, he also had a feeling that the attacker knew that Wushou lacked melee ability.

"Hehe, anyway, all your enemies are dead, there is no regret in dying now." The smoker stretched out his hand and closed the woman's wide-open eyes.

There was no need to go through the trouble of burying it. It was normal for players to die in a dungeon. He just stood up and turned his head to look into the distance.

To the west, on a tilted rooftop a few hundred meters away, two young men stood quietly, with a shocking corpse beside them, as if any negotiation would seem pale and powerless.

Just one glance and Kanai and Zhe Ren tensed their muscles. The other party was like a ferocious beast and was completely different from students like them.

The props have been activated and the skills have been prepared. Fortunately, after a few seconds, thick white smoke rose and the iron tower-like man disappeared out of thin air.

"Huh, it seems that he knows it wasn't us who did it. Fortunately, I chose to come out and face him." Jin Jing breathed a sigh of relief and straightened his glasses.

When the aftermath of the battle was heard, he knew that things were in trouble. He was overtaken by the attacker who was wearing his own school uniform. So he made a quick decision and chose to face the angry man head-on.

This courage proves one's stance. If one hides away, things will become unclear.

"Since you know it's not us, why don't you talk?" The purple-haired boy looked puzzled. The two of them wasted too much time to meet up.

"Because the attacker was wearing our school uniform, what if it was a chain reaction?" Jin Jing glanced at the sports student with low academic ability and shook his head helplessly: "No player would dare to gamble, especially when one person has already died."

Zhe Ren licked his lips. He didn't expect things to become complicated. The smoker was much more aggressive than him.

"Then what should we do?"

"We must go back and tell the truth to the senior, and leave the dungeon now."

"Now? Why don't you try hiding?"

"We can't afford to offend these two guys, and how can we hide without any concealment skills? Let's find a car and I'll repair it. Maybe we can still escape." Jin Jing didn't dare to wander around the city. He was confident in his academic ability, but he had only experienced two copies and didn't have much extraordinary power at all.

Besides, he knew nothing about the enemy, so how could he have the energy to make a detailed plan?

The philosopher swallowed his saliva. He was not very smart, but he knew that this battlefield was set up deliberately. How could he dare to bring in four players at once without some confidence?

"Okay, let's run."

Now it’s not a question of what those guys want to do, but who has the knife in their hands.

Jin Jing glanced at the lonely corpse and clenched his teeth.

"This knife is extremely sharp."

......

"Very clever, as expected there are no impulsive fools among the veteran players."

To the east, a thousand meters away, among the collapsed ruins, Yuki put down the telescope. Things did not develop as he had imagined.

If the two sides go to war, he will take advantage of the situation later. This random task can be completed in two hours, which can be considered a speed pass.

But unfortunately, one side stood up bravely, while the other side suppressed the impulse and did not start the war as they had planned.

"It's okay. I just want to practice with you. I've never fought such a rich battle before."

Because the difficulty of the dungeon is always abnormal, it cannot be felt in the mission. This time when facing off against the players, Yuki suddenly felt that he had become stronger.

Even though he had the advantage of intelligence and surprise attack, in a real one-on-one duel, his combat power as a level 2 player was far superior to that of the red-haired woman, a level 3 player.

It was normal to think about it. For the same copy, he gained much more. Maybe it was not obvious under the red moon, but as time went by, the feeling became more and more obvious.

For one copy, S-level means two specialization points, which is not a big difference compared to a normal player who has passed the game. But for two copies, it means two more specialization points, the effect cannot be underestimated.

'Then I also figured out how to make achievements, and I made a lot of money in the Devil's Hospital.'

Yuki showed a satisfied smile, so he felt that all the hard work had paid off. There is no harm without comparison. Not only that, the test results also made him very satisfied.

"And the player's soul energy is very strong. Not only does it replenish the consumption, but it also has some left over."

As one goes deeper into the extraordinary path, the weight of each person's soul is not the same. Dean Fuchuan can still talk about numbers, but the red-haired woman is just one tenth of the dean.

The Demon's Heart was derived from the Philosopher's Stone. This thing can be replenished and upgraded. The test results alone are worth the price of admission.

"As expected, I still have to kill people to get rich. I'll continue testing to see how much the strength of the players affects the soul. Besides, just stealing the chaos items will do."

[Chaos Item: Mechanical Prosthesis (Extraordinary Level) 1 Forging]

[The mechanical prosthesis acquires multiple abilities through transformation. Plasma shooting modes: re-shooting, scattering, automatic aiming. Auxiliary abilities: electronic map, optical invisibility. Overload mode: plasma tide]

[Side effects: Needs to be linked to the wearer's arm, causing severe nerve pain when used]

[Description: This is a treasure of civilization, but if you want to use it, you must pay a price]

It's a very powerful chaos item. No, it should be said to be the most powerful chaos item Yuki has ever seen. It combines attack and assistance into one, but the side effects are very annoying.

"It's like the Sunflower Manual. If you want to use it, you have to chop off your hands. Also, why doesn't the nerve pain show up?"

Yuki thought about it and roughly understood that the woman had put all her strengthening points into the mechanical arm. It should be that the characteristic was related to pain. She had exhausted her specialization points, and her physical strength was only at an excellent level.

This is the general situation of players below level five. Even if they can get a B-level rating or above in every dungeon, it is only enough for one or two specializations. If their weaknesses are caught by others, they will be at a disadvantage. They can only rely on teamwork to play to their strengths and avoid their weaknesses.

Do you want to buy it and install it?

Yuki hesitated for a few seconds, and finally decided to give up. He didn't want to become a disabled person, nor did he want to add any more debuffs to himself.

After taking back the storage space, he turned his attention back to the present. In addition to killing people, he also found some interesting things.

Yuki leaned against the wall and saw something in the ruins that looked like fragments of a shield.

It was about the size of two palms, with cracks all over the surface, giving it a sense of vicissitudes. There was a pattern painted on it, and one could vaguely see:

Golden lines, three incomplete circles intersecting, and an incomplete triangle in the center.

It looked like a fragment of a work of art, and was completely inconspicuous among the ruins, but Yuki felt that the pattern was very familiar.

"It's somewhat similar to the golden tree mark. Logically speaking, similar patterns shouldn't appear in this world."

He thought of the Tyrant and the Licker. Perhaps they were the remains of some dungeon monsters, and the random mission was using them as waste. If that was the case, it would be a very tough mission to turn such a large urban area into ruins.

Yuki put the fragments into the storage space without any prompt, and then searched in the ruins for another two minutes and found more fragments.

Half a broken spear, a sword handle, and a black, technologically advanced gun barrel. The combination of magic and science fiction makes people feel a little confused.

It looked like the remains left after a player fought a monster, but inside it, there was a packaging box. Yuki looked at the date and was even more confused.

"The production date is actually one year later?"

He had looked for things related to time in both the Evil Demon Hospital and Red Moon City, such as the medicine the hospital had given him at the beginning, which had been produced a year ago.

That’s strange, would a random copy cause time confusion?

Yuki thought for a few seconds, then decisively left the ruins. Doubts aside, the most important thing now was to get rid of the remaining three people.

Killing the red-haired woman not only makes it impossible for both parties to cooperate, but also sets a dilemma.

If I don't come out, the smoker will definitely be hostile; if I come out, it will be impossible for me to hide and survive the remaining ten hours.

At least according to the information provided by Ayanokouji Kiyotaka, these two people do not have hidden abilities like the senior.

The way out was on the east side of the city, and Yuki was closer than them. There were no tedious dungeon tasks, and Yuki felt it was very simple, with only one difficulty left:

Smokey has the skill of stealth, so he must be moving towards the bridge, but definitely not to escape.

If a teammate dies and he doesn't get any intelligence, how will he report back?

"Does the fisherman benefit from the quarrel between the snipe and the clam? He is betting that I will kill those two young men."

Yuki ran at full speed and saw a red cable bridge across the river in the distance.

Coincidentally, I also bet that you are unwilling to leave just like that.

Chapter 4 I am your limit (K)

Four people, three parties.

This kind of relationship seems a little complicated in the eyes of others, but Yuki has long been accustomed to the torture of dungeons and the strange relationship between enemies and friends. He actually feels that this random dungeon is unprecedentedly monotonous.

There are no brain-burning copy prompts, there will be no mastermind behind the scenes, there are only a few people in total, just kill them all and you're done.

The best option for the Smoker is to watch from the sidelines, and after making sure that Yuki is not playing a trick with the two boys, he rushes out and uses the combined strength of the three to kill him.

The two young men wanted to escape as quickly as possible and bring the information back.

"And what I want is this time difference."

His leather shoes kicked up some dust, and Yuki stopped a few hundred meters away from the bridgehead. He first looked to the left at the red cable bridge.

The road was full of cracks, with some tenacious grass growing out of the cracks, and the end of the bridge was covered in thick fog, where one could escape by running across.

Just like regular tasks, this kind of competition between players also has many solutions. You can fight head-on, hide, or run away.

The tyrant's account is one-sided after all. After experiencing it personally, Yuki had some ideas about how to survive if he were the weaker party.

This is difficult. The simpler the task, the less room there is for maneuver. Under the premise that the intelligence gap between the two sides is not large, the survival rate of the weak is extremely low.

"Fortunately, I am the stronger party this time. I am fully prepared from intelligence to psychological warfare."

As Yuki looked away, he heard the roar of an engine approaching from afar and subconsciously raised his eyebrows.

The city has been abandoned for a long time, it is impossible for the machines to still be running, how did they do it?

"Good quality, you realized it was time to run away so quickly."

The two of them wasted a lot of time meeting up, and they didn't stay in the city for too long. Instead, as Yuki thought, they returned to reality first.

Being too hasty is not the best option. If it were me, I would let the smoker take action first and then take the opportunity to escape.

Yuki put himself in their shoes and realized that he couldn't blame the two of them. After all, this was a psychological tactic prepared in advance.

The red-haired woman was killed within three minutes. The two young men who came out to deliver the letter were frightened and thought that the enemy was invincible. The first person they thought of was Run.

Jin Jing, two dungeon experience, skills tend to be spiritual, characteristics unknown.

Philosopher, three copies of qualifications, follow the characteristic flow, the effect is muscle strengthening, and has a chaos item.

The information of the two people appeared in Yuki's mind. This was definitely not accurate, but just like the red-haired woman, one or two copies could not change the essence. If he was extremely lucky, he might have other trump cards.

"Isn't this like pretending to be a tiger and eating pigs? No, I am actually a tiger in front of them."

Yuki took a deep breath. He also had two copies of experience, but after actually trying it, he realized that there was a huge gap in strength between the two sides.

The roar was getting closer and closer. Yuki stood in the middle of the road and took out his chainsaw sword. Ever since he determined that the player's soul could replenish the devil's heart, he was full of murderous intent.

Not only can it defeat the enemy, but it can also "take yin to replenish yang". It is really a first-class good thing. It will be difficult to have such complete combat conditions next time.

"Demon possession really does turn people into demons, so let me see—"

"How much do your souls weigh?"

Woohoo——

The sawteeth turned, making a sharp explosion. I raised my head again, and saw a rusty off-road vehicle appearing at the intersection with a harsh brake sound. The vehicle was rotten, and parts were falling off while running. No one knew how it started.

The philosopher turned the steering wheel wildly and drifted around the corner. He began to get excited because of the surge of adrenaline. When he looked forward, he saw a horrifying scene:

There was a man standing in the middle of the road, covered in mist, holding a scary-looking sword in his hand, as if he had been waiting for them for a long time.

"No, how come he can run faster than the two of us driving!?"

"how could I know?"

A heavy sense of oppression came upon him. Jin Jing gritted his teeth and thought of two possibilities:

First, the other party was too fast and got ahead of him.