Chiharu Hashimoto’s eyes were full of fear.
...The only ones that can come out at night, apart from those abnormal monsters, are doctors who are preparing to execute students.
And the doctor, when he came to her room, definitely wanted to kill her...
Doctor, doctor is...
She reacted suddenly.
Isn’t the doctor the number one player?
She suddenly felt less afraid.
Because the other party is so famous that it has reached a level that is known to the whole world. Naturally, she is no exception and knows something about the other party.
People will have fear of the unknown.
When she meets someone she knows well and can communicate with, she actually doesn't feel so scared.
...It's better than being driven crazy by some weird and abnormal creatures.
She remembered what the first player said during the day - he wanted them all to commit suicide.
Many people were filled with anger, and many people sneered at it, but she knew in her heart that the first player was right.
It should be... really hard for them to make it to the last day.
Moreover, if the first player did not take action during the daytime session, their group would have died long ago.
A woman like Flax... doesn't seem like a normal person, and she won't be kind to people like them.
In the end, what they will encounter will most likely be the outcome of the team being destroyed, or a very miserable ending of either death or madness.
Chiharu Hashimoto really didn’t understand those people who muttered and berated the first player after the first player went to the fifth floor.
...If it weren't for the first player, these people would have died long ago.
Not to mention that the life-saving grace is repaid with a spring of water. It was just a sentence from the first player, a sentence to persuade them to return and preserve themselves, a solid truth. Why were those people so angry?
Chiharu Hashimoto found it hard to understand.
She is from Fuso, so she should support Ms. Mizushima Kawakawa who is at the top of the list. She should maintain her "own position" and should not favor the number one player who is against her.
But now, she feels that as an individual who is in the trend of the world, the differences between human beings do not seem to be that important.
Differentiation pits people against each other.
She felt that Player One was absolutely right.
Maybe they are saving themselves by going back early.
She couldn't bear it anymore.
If the first player came at night to kill her, to free her, to let her return, so that she would no longer hear these weird noises, she would actually want to thank him.
She was mentally prepared, sitting on the bed, hugging the quilt, not planning to resist, just waiting for the other person to come.
...But to her surprise, she waited for a long time and didn't wait until the footsteps reached her door.
Instead, there were more and more screams, curses, and fights coming from outside. She could hear them clearly through the door.
"You, you actually-"
"Isn't it a rule that you can only kill one person per night? Why is this doctor-"
"Let's unite and kill him together! Don't worry too much, why can he attack us unscrupulously!"
"Wait, fight, I can't beat him, who can beat him-"
"Help, help - don't kill me -"
She heard many messy sounds like this through a door panel.
She raised her head from the quilt and slowly got out of bed, trying not to make any noise on the floor.
"Squeak——"
She took a breath and moved to the door in small steps. Then, she took a deep breath, put her hand on the door panel, and slowly, slowly pulled the door open a small crack.
The door opened slightly, revealing a glimmer of light.
…The reason is the light, not the darkness of the corridor.
It's because at this time, the doors on both sides of the corridor have been completely opened.
The lights in the rooms on both sides leaked onto the corridor, casting large swaths of warm light.
She leaned against the crack of the door and first saw a fallen body close to her door, and was almost startled.
The body was that of a male player, lying on the ground. A black hole was opened in his temple, his face was pale, his limbs were stiff, and he was no longer breathing.
She slowed her breathing, looked up, and saw a scene that shocked her.
There is more than one similar corpse.
They existed from in front of their own door to the other end of the corridor, following the large warm light.
It was like a road of corpses was paved.
Rivers of blood flowed.
She stood on the other side of the light and saw the bottomless darkness on the other side.
The disinfectant mixed with the strong smell of blood made her sneeze.
After wiping away the water in front of her eyes, she raised her head and suddenly saw a figure in a white coat standing under the light that she had ignored just now.
The doctor was standing quietly by a door.
At his feet, there was a player who was not completely dead.
The player seemed very angry, and his voice was so loud that it was very clear here:
"Ha! Even if you talk nice words, you can't hide the fact that you took action against the players!"
"Yes." The doctor in white said in a very soft voice, "Why should I cover it up?"
"You - the number one player. As the number one player, not only did you fail to lead us players who respect you, but you also attacked us and provoked internal fighting - are you worthy of being called the number one player!?"
"Leader?" The doctor in white smiled.
Through the crack, Chiharu Hashimoto suppressed the pounding heartbeat in her chest and slowed down her breathing.
She saw the doctor standing under the light, his eyes filled with misty pure light, as if he had just woken up.
The blood flowed down his arm, reflecting a beautiful arc in the light.
He stretched out his hand, and the scalpel was stained with a line of blood, and the blade surface shone like a mirror.
She even suspected that the mirror-like blade could reflect her peeping at her and see her eyes.
"I want to lead, and I don't want to lead you guys." The doctor in white turned the scalpel in his hand: "I am not the principal of the kindergarten."
"You——" The lying player was shocked and angry: "How dare you say that we..."
"You can't deny it, kid." The doctor in white said, "Otherwise, you wouldn't just lie here like a dog."
...This is really crazy.
Chiharu Hashimoto dared not say anything at all.
She never thought that such sarcastic words would come out of the No. 1 player's mouth so openly.
...This may be really losing your mind.
She quietly fixed her gaze on the doctor in white and activated her skills.
Her skill [Insight] can know some of the opponent's numerical values, which is a good exploration skill.
After the skill was activated, the red light focused on the doctor in white. In her field of vision, three bars appeared on the doctor's body.
[Health: 275/300 (cut on right upper arm, bleeding)]
[Mana value: 759/2560]
[san value: 100/100]
[Combat strength estimate: 1600-1800]
[Comparison of winning odds: 0.28%]
Chiharu Hashimoto was stunned.
Ignoring the ridiculous blue mana bar, that sanity bar...
She stared at the flowing orange strip and felt like she had discovered something.
...100 san value, full value.
A value that was completely beyond her expectation.
Originally, she thought that the opponent's sanity value should be almost gone, otherwise it would not be like this.
But now it seems that the other party... is not crazy at all.
On the contrary, he should be quite awake now, sober that no hallucinations will appear in front of him.
Why does she feel like...the other person is completely abnormal now?
"Ha, you said that I... look like a dog? The number one player who has had a smooth journey, of course you are different from the rest of us!"
The player on the ground had blood at the corner of his mouth. He looked like he would not live long. He could still say: "——I have never experienced the despair of death, nor the pain of failure, Su Ming'an! What do you know? You have no idea at all." You can't understand the fate of us players who are struggling repeatedly on the line of life and death! But you still say that you want us to be like you. It's ridiculous. You don't hand over your clearance methods, don't teach you your clearance experience, and hold it like a treasure. How can we Look after you!? Look after your confidence, look like your prophet-like behavior!?”
The doctor in white didn't speak.
"Say it! Speak it! Tell me about your experience! Tell me why you have been able to pass the level so well without going astray at all - isn't it because the organizer is taking care of you?" The player seemed to be reasonable. Unforgiving and non-stop: "——Do you think that by doing this, everything is for our good? Ridiculous! You have taken away our future and cleared our points. You want us all to stand in front of you. Are you doing it for our own good by committing suicide!? Player No. 1, what I hate the most is your condescending attitude, you can’t understand us people at all!”
"Ha!" The player laughed again, very sarcastically, as if knowing that he would die, so he must speak in a general way: "What do you know? Why should I force you to understand? I almost forgot, you are The lackeys of the organizer are authorized by the organizer to rule us. As a human being, why do I need a creature like you to understand our thoughts - only the white weirdo during the day is worthy of walking with you!
Do you think everything you do is good for us? Is it really leading us? Bullshit! You enjoy the attention of the whole world, and everyone is admiring you, but what about those who were forced to sacrifice? You killed them, cut off their future, and robbed them of their points, just to pave the way for your path!
The United Group... Those idiots in the United Group were all deceived by your clone. They really thought that your lighthouse theory could protect everyone - fart! It's not them who are injured or killed, but they are happy to compliment you, since you can't kill them anyway! We are the ones being killed! He roared, blood flowing from his face, and his facial features looked ferocious like a wild beast: "——We are the ones who die. It is us who experience this pain, it is us!" "
The doctor in white lowered his head.
The scalpel hovered on his fingertips, and there was a hint of coldness on the blade.
Facing the roaring, extremely angry, and dying players, his voice was as light as a feather:
"...Who gave you the right to question me here?" he asked.
The player was stunned, not knowing what he was talking about.
"Is it your weakness, your incompetence, or your attitude of claiming to be a human being?" The doctor asked: "Who gave you that righteousness and rightness that you are lying on the ground with? The World Forum gave it to you, the audience gave it to you Is it yours, or did you install it yourself?"
"——What the hell are you talking about!"
The player really realized that this first player was not normal.
Not only could he not understand the strategy process, but he could not understand what was being said. Even now, when faced with his doubts, the first player's response was also incomprehensible to him.
...This person, indeed, does not have a human mind.
"Do you think that everything you are condemning now represents human beings?" The doctor's tone was very light: "You think you are very confident because you have questioned me - the question before you die, how good it is, Like a hero who sacrificed his life, you roared unwillingly when facing the enemy, you looked so proud and awe-inspiring."
"...?" The player was stunned.
He originally had the mentality that if he was scolded, he would be scolded, and at worst, he would die after scolding him. Anyway, this copy is a role-playing, and no one knows who his true identity is. If he scolds the number one player face to face, he will earn it. This is more comfortable than scolding him on the World Forum.
He doesn't think there's anything wrong with killing other players in this kind of dungeon. There's already a competitive relationship between them, and he just enjoys talking about it. Maybe he can also attract a group of brainless viewers to agree with him. Then he It's so cool to die.
But this man...why are you still praising him?
"But are your doubts really correct?" The doctor's words suddenly took a turn: "Are there really people who would be proud of your words?"
The player was stunned for a moment and didn't answer the question.
"You have to face up to your status. The player lying on the ground, you are just a loser, a loser who was sacrificed." The doctor said, sentence by sentence, the words were clear:
"And if you fail, no one will mourn you."
"You think you are representing humanity and condemning me."
"As everyone knows, there are tens of thousands of humans, or even far more than these, watching your joke right now."
"Do you think your angry condemnation can arouse their empathy?"
"No." The doctor shook his head and sighed with regret: "...because you are only a [few people]."
"Wha, what...? What nonsense are you talking about!" The player was puzzled.
"Because you are a [minority], you cannot arouse their empathy." The doctor said: "Your righteousness has no meaning at all. It is just your cry before death. People will not recognize your words."
"You're lying on the ground like a clown."
"And your angry words will not sway me in any way."
"Because you failed."
"If you think I'm wrong, think I'm a lackey of the organizers, think I'm a traitor to humanity, then stand up, like Sora Mizushima, like Edward, and stop me."
"——I welcome it very much."
"But if not, you can only do this..."
As the doctor spoke, a cold light flashed across the scalpel spinning in his hand.
The next moment, the sword had pierced the throat of the person on the ground, and blood flowed out.
The player opened his eyes and seemed to want to say a few more words, but could no longer speak.
Blood flowed throughout the corridor, and the air seemed silent.
"…Lie down on the floor and shut up."
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