Game of Destiny: This player is different

More than an hour had passed since entering Toyama Park, and Qin Nuo encountered four attacks in total.

The difficulty was not high, and they were all low-level monsters with relatively weak strength.

Including the first one, a total of 5 points were scored.

"Why do I feel that there are a few monsters on this mountain."

Qin Nuo sat on the balcony on the top of the mountain, rubbing his chin and muttering to himself.

Hakone Mountain is nominally a mountain, but it is actually only more than 40 meters.

In China, it is at most a larger dirt slope.

But no matter what, it is indeed the highest place in the Tokyo Yamanote Line.

Logically speaking, there should not be only a few monsters.

To get Michiko's phone, click on Google Maps.

Qin Nuo found that there are a total of three hiking trails on this mountain, northeast and west.

"I just went up the mountain from the east, and I didn't check the other two routes. Will there be other players who have already taken the lead?"

He thought it was quite likely.

At the beginning, stay in hiding and develop, avoid the busy cities with many people and eyes, and score in remote areas.

A normal person can think of it.

Moreover, he is unfamiliar with the place, and the place he chose is a supernatural attraction on the Internet.

It is not strange that other players are waiting here in advance.

So there are eyes behind the mountain...

"Sir,"

Michiko wanted to return the phone and continued to type on Google Translate: "Excuse me, do we have to stay here forever?"

"That won't happen."

Qin Nuo shook his head and denied: "Wait a few more minutes, if we are not found, we will leave."

A few minutes, that's fine.

Michiko breathed a sigh of relief and forced a smile.

What she saw and heard along the way really scared the 19-year-old girl.

Whether it was the girl in the sailor uniform with seven or eight heads, or the ugly hungry ghost with a swollen belly like a ball, comparable to a goblin,

They all proved a fact that there are really demons and monsters in the world.

Who is he who can easily kill demons?

The legendary Onmyoji?

Michiko pretended to swipe her phone and looked at Qin Nuo quietly.

In terms of appearance, she is not good-looking.

Her clothes are also rustic.

This is completely different from the aesthetics of young people in Japan who like to keep long hair, wash and cut hair, wear urban clothes, and even wear gigolo style.

On the contrary, the ruthlessness that was revealed inadvertently is quite in line with the tough manly style of the Showa era.

While Michiko was thinking about it, her phone vibrated.

It prompted that there was an unread message on line (a common chat software in Japan, similar to Chaoxin).

Clicked it and it was a tiktok link sent by her sister.

"First monk, please publish the country."

She handed the phone over in a hurry.

"Huh?"

Qin Nuo glanced sideways.

The background of the video is a large airport.

Behind the defense fortifications built by the MIL modular explosion-proof wall, hundreds of soldiers shot at a giant monster.

Then a woman emerged from the terminal, carrying a life-size heavy sniper rifle and firing continuously.

Due to the pixel and distance, the image quality is not very clear,

but the hideousness and rampage of the unicorn monster can be roughly seen through the Internet.

The comment area on the lower left kept brushing out comments such as which game company is promoting the PV again?, the special effects are well done, the plot is clichéd, Capcom has finally reached out to the modern era, is Koei Tecmo preparing to release the Toukiden City Chapter?

However, within a few seconds,

when the woman carrying the heavy sniper rifle put on the azure armor and hovered in the air to open the Musou,

the continuous violent bombardment and the neat shot of the last shot to solve the unicorn monster made the comment area explode instantly.

What is the final decisive weapon, fighting with fewer people and turning the tide, ironman?, if you are human, you must use Zaku!, American-style washing brushing non-stop.

Iron Man, it is obviously a high-imitation version of Pharaoh's Eagle, a bunch of guys who don't play PC games.

Qin Nuo sneered, expressing his strong contempt for the Japanese people with his ten-year violent identity.

He paused the video and played it backwards to observe the woman's outfit before she changed her clothes.

The clothes looked familiar, and he had definitely seen them before.

"Could it be the 704th Bureau?"

He smacked his lips, thinking that if the 704th Bureau's agents were also in Tokyo, it would be interesting.

"Sir, does the mud shrink look like a lot?"

Michiko asked in broken Chinese.

A few hours ago, she would definitely not believe it.

But now that demons and ghosts have been seen several times, it is not surprising to see humanoid combat armor, flying and escaping superpowers, etc.

"It should be."

Qin Nuo replied casually, and continued to browse the short video with a mentality of watching a show.

The video above was soon confirmed to be not fake, and the incident took place at Haneda International Airport.

In addition, many users uploaded strong evidence of armored convoys entering the airport, all passengers being forced to evacuate, and explosions nearby.

This pushed Japanese netizens to a climax, and they actively posted in the comment section.

Monsters are real, humanoid armor exists, and Gundam, EVA, Astro Boy, Mobile Police, Armored Cavalry, and even Ultraman are not fantasies.

As the incident fermented, the video of the French chicken fighting the unicorn monster skyrocketed to more than 100,000 views in just two minutes.

"The Japanese official agency is not very good. It didn't delete it immediately. If it were the 704th Bureau, it would have arrested people along the Internet."

Qin Nuo shook his head. The subsequent impact caused by the death battle mission will definitely affect ordinary people.

By then, the whole Tokyo will probably be in chaos.

Fortunately, he is alone and has a small target. If he is cautious, the risk is not high.

As for whether Tokyo will become a battlefield...

In Japanese film and television works, hasn't Tokyo always been in dire straits?

Those screenwriters, directors, and cartoonists hope that this city will be razed to the ground every day, and the death battle mission just satisfies them.

Michiko squinted her eyes and saw Qin Nuo laughing silently. What is this person planning?

Could it be that he is going to use himself as bait to seduce ghosts again?

Thinking of this,

The girl took a few steps back and subconsciously moved away.

Habits are habits, but it is not a good experience to be in close contact with ghosts.

I should have known better than to go up and chat with them.

Michiko leaned her back against the railing and felt the cold wind blowing from the top of the mountain.

It is said that a man and a woman alone in a room may not necessarily happen, but the probability of something happening is very high.

Especially on the top of a mountain where there are not many people, the environment and atmosphere are all there, except for a camera.

Michiko was thinking about it randomly, and she felt a little uncomfortable in her neck.

She reached out to touch it, and it turned out to be a rough hemp rope.

Hemp rope?

"だ—れだ (Guess who I am)"

The whispers of men and women who could not be distinguished suddenly sounded in her ears, and the rope tightened instantly without waiting for an answer.

"Tasuketekure! Tasuketekure! (Help)"

Michiko cried for help urgently, holding the railing tightly with one hand.

However, the force at the other end of the rope was amazing, and this level of resistance was like an ant trying to shake a tree.

"Hey, hey, hey, I say, it's not right for you to just take my bait like this."

Just when Michiko felt that her arm was about to be dislocated,

Qin Nuo, who was originally sitting on the balcony in a daze, appeared next to the railing at some point and stood on it in a half-squatting position.

He grabbed the stretched hemp rope with his palm and pulled it hard.

Come here!