Dimensional game European emperor coming

“Click-da-”

The crisp sound of the keyboard echoed continuously in the dark hall.

Behind a shining screen, social animals in suits and shoes tapped on the keyboard, sorting out “BTOOOM! 〉Various data in the game.

“Player 36 destroyed another chip! This is the fourth one! ”

In the dark hall, there was an exclamation, but no one responded to him.

Immediately afterwards, the hall fell silent again.

In the corner of the hall, there is a leather wheelchair that is extremely extravagant.

In a wheelchair, an old man with silky blonde hair was sitting on his chest.

“Destroyed another IC chip? How did he do it? ”

A dull and husky, but majestic voice, echoing in the dark shadows.

He is the dictator of the “Terra Northton Company”, the big capitalist who controls a third of the world’s wealth, and the initiator of this live game.

Schwaritz.

“Is there a way to monitor him now?”

He raised his head and stared at his desk not far away.

The hat lord, who had just flaunted his might on the screen, was now leaning against his desk, savoring bitter coffee in the dimly lit hall.

“General Marshal Schwaritz.”

He bent down slightly respectfully, and then said in a regretful tone:

“Sorry, can’t do it.”

“Hmph…” Schwaritz smiled back without anger.

The corners of his mouth were raised, and his face was filled with disdainful contempt:

“It seems that this game still has a lot to optimize.”

“Yes, Commander-in-Chief.”

Behind him, came an equally hoarse voice.

An old woman in a black gauze gown as if in a mourning dress was gently holding the handle of a wheelchair.

The old woman whispered:

“Commander-in-chief, it’s time for you to rest.”

“Oh.”

He nodded, and the mourning dressed woman pushed her wheelchair and headed into the darkness.

“Please wait, Commander-in-Chief!”

At this moment, the hat jun with coffee hurriedly said:

“Shall we do something…”

“You don’t have to.”

Schwaritz shook his head, he took a deep breath, twisted his head to the hat-kun, and said:

“Forget it, send a drone annihilation team and test him.”

“Yes, at your will.”

Hearing this, the slightly chubby hat jun bent over and bowed with coffee, with a clown-like funny smile on his face.

It is a pity that the commander-in-chief Schwaritz has already turned his head and cannot see such a wonderful performance from him.

“Hey…”

Watching the wheelchair completely drive into the dark tunnel, Hat Jun had a sinister smile on his face.

He stuck out his tongue, licked his chapped lips, and raised his chin slightly.

“Player?”

“No, you’re just monkeys.”

“All of them are zoo animals.”

……

A tropical island in the south.

The sea washes the golden sand, and the warm night breeze blows from the sea.

On the soft sand, a bonfire was lit.

Dried pine branches are stacked together, sprinkled with alcohol and lit.

Outside the burning fire, there was a circle of bits and pieces of stone used to protect against the wind.

Around the simple campfire, Kazumi sat on the beach, while Goken Ruri sat next to him.

At this moment, this pitch-black loli in a dress changed into a slightly loose men’s tracksuit.

In the system space, Kazumi Makoto stored two sets of clothes that were washed, and after a simple cut, they were put on Wugenrui.

The black dress on this guy is struggling in the wooded rainforest, and it is easy to be torn to pieces by sharp branches.

“Whew, it’s a little cold…”

Feeling the sea breeze blowing, Wugen Ruri puffed out his cheeks and leaned on Kazumi Makoto without a trace.

However, Kazumi Makoto moved his body “empathetically” and avoided the little loli of Wugengli.

“Hey, vampires aren’t afraid of the cold.”

Kazumi Makoto said as he picked up a dry stick of wood and threw it into the burning campfire.

The fire soared, the blazing flames rose, and the brilliant flames reflected the five more glazed faces.

“Bastard…”

She pressed in a low voice, and Kazumi asked without care:

“Are you sure that the mission world this time is based on the comic strip ‘Horror Game’?”

“Of course! I will never be mistaken! ”

Wugen Ruli raised her little hand and patted the flat Hun Kou and explained:

“The Horror Game has been animated, and I was chasing this drama at the time!”

“Oh, you’re great.” Hearing this, Kazumi Cheng held calmly, making Wugen Ruli almost rush over with his teeth and claws.

“Hmph…”

The long black loli shook her head, and her long black hair ran like a damask across it.

Looking at her white little face, Kazumi subconsciously raised his head and gently pinched her fleshy cheeks.

“Ahhh! What are you doing! ”

Wugen Ruli, who was pulled by Kazuizumi’s cheek with two hands, let out the most tragic wail.

And Hequan Cheng did not give up, but both hands worked hard at the same time, gently pulling her white and tender little face:

“Oh, tell me the story of ‘The Horror Game’.”

“Don’t! It hurts! Bastard let go!!! ”

Wugen Ruli screamed sadly, but her strength was far inferior to Kazumi’s, and she could only let him ravage.

Seeing this, he joked playfully with Izumi:

“Don’t forget, you are my servant~~”

“It’s not! I am the noblest noble nobleman of the night! It hurts! I was wrong…”

Wugengli, who was grabbed by the cheeks, whimpered:

“Spare me, I’ll explain, it hurts…”

“Snap-”

Kazumi Makoto let go of his hand, and Gogen Ruri, while rubbing his reddened cheeks, stared viciously at Kazumi Makoto.

The two stared at each other quietly.

Long……

“Poof—”

Wugengli laughed heartlessly, and then she covered her mouth and pretended to be a lady, before slowly speaking:

“That, the thrilling game…”

“To be honest, I can’t remember the plot a little.”

She brushed her hair in distress, and then said:

“All in all, it was some world-class chaebol head who held this killing game.”

“He has drawn thirty-two wretched people in the world whose lives are extremely miserable, and asked them to name one of the most hated enemies.”

“Then, the thirty-two named people were cast on this island as ‘players’ to start a real fight.”

“These thirty-two people, using bombs called ‘BIM’ to fight, there are a total of eight bombs with different performances, we only have timing and impact in our hands, and there are six…”

“In addition, the otaku who was just stunned should be the protagonist of this drama, Ryuta Sakamoto, who is one of the top ten super players in the world.”

“In the end, players who collect eight chips will be able to leave the island and receive a hefty prize of 100 million yen.”

“Well, that’s it!”

After speaking, Wugengli raised his head and patted the flat little Hun hard, looking proud.

“…… Oh. ”

Kazumi Makoto nodded, he recalled the plot that Wugen Ruili had just explained, and then frowned:

“But, if I’m not mistaken, forty people parachuted.”

“……”

Wugengli was silent.

This little loli looked at He Quancheng blankly, with a hint of panic on her face:

“That, I should remember correctly…”

“Really? Then there is only one answer. Kazumi Cheng sighed: “The extra eight people are all players of the dimensional game. ”

“Eh!” Hearing this, Wugengli bit her lip:

“Are there six players besides us?”

“Hmm.”

Kazumi Makoto nodded: “The mission of this dimensional game is ‘survival for thirty days’, so there are no enemies between players. ”

“No…”

However, Wugen Ruli said softly:

“Makoto-kun, I think, it’s not like that.”

“What?” Kazumi Cheng stared at him, and Wugen Ruli also raised Qiong’s head and hesitated for a moment before saying softly:

“If I’m not mistaken, the Shock Game has two endings.”

“In the ‘Friendship Line Finale,’ the organizers order the bombers to wipe out the island.”

“So…” Kazumi was silent, but there was not the slightest fear on his face.

It’s just a bomber.

Although the world’s science and technology are slightly developed, weapons other than nuclear bombs are no threat to Hequan Makoto.

However, this also illustrates a problem in disguise.

In this dimensional game, if you hold the old tactics and stay on the island for more than ten days, you will eventually fall under the saturation bombing of bombers!

“That means you have to leave the island.”

Sitting on the soft sand, Kazumi Cheng’s eyes narrowed slightly.

In front of him, a curtain of light slowly unfolded.

……

Player: Makoto Waizumi

Grade Lv.31

Ancestry: Subhuman (Ex)

Occupation: Arcane Master (Ex)

Title: Golden Spirit (Ex), Pitch Black Will (Ex)

Enhanced: Perfect Creature (Ex)

Physique: 372

Spirit: 468

Dimensional integrals: 2,171,219

Binding items: blood-stained wood knife, Buddha beads of the interpreter, meat cutting knife of the Saeki family, Dosei Temple bell, world anchor, etc…

……

Today, Hequan Makoto has completed the task of promoting to the third rank, and the upper limit of the level has been extended to 40.

However, he did not upgrade immediately.

Upgrading from level 31 to level 40 requires a total of 5,400,000 Dimensional Points.

In other words, his current total number of points is far from enough!

Moreover, even if the level is raised to Lv.40, Hequan Makoto has only increased his basic spiritual attributes by 90 points, and the improvement in actual combat effectiveness is not obvious.

In that case, it is better to leave points first and wait until you have more money to upgrade the level.

After all, transforming a blood slave also requires a large number of dimensional points, and Hequan Cheng needs to reserve a large number of points in order to deal with various situations.

“Hmm…”

By the campfire, three or four meters away, Ryuta Sakamoto was lying on the soft sand.

He opened his eyes and stared at Kazumi Makoto in confusion.

“Crackle—”

The crisp sound of pine resin exploding in the campfire frightened him to get up suddenly.

“Ho ho…”

Panting in his mouth, Ryuta Sakamoto covered the back of his hand.

On the back of his hand, the IC chip was cut out by Kazumi, leaving a two-centimeter-wide wound.

The wound has been covered with hemostatic gel and is painless under local anesthesia.

Ryuta Sakamoto looked at the dark red wound, and then at Kazumi Makoto, who opened his mouth and was about to wail.

“Uh-uh…”

Then, he was forced to stop.

Kazumi Makoto looked at him calmly, with a frightening indifference in his gaze.

A powerful force pressed on his jaw and the top of his head, making him unable to open his mouth or twist his head.

“Shut up and be quiet.”

Kazumi Makoto said indifferently, while Ryuta Sakamoto looked terrified, looking at Kazumi Makoto with fear in his eyes.

A few seconds later, Kazumi used charred branches to gouge three red-burned tinplate cans from the campfire.

Then, he raised his head and looked at Ryuta Sakamoto and said:

“Want a can?” Mr. Protagonist. ”