How can my daily life of youth be a reincarnation game?

"clear."

"Senior, how much time do you have left for your special ability to cool down?"

"Ten minutes, how about waiting a little longer?"

"No need, Hasaka, has the bullet replenishment of Deathstroke been completed?"

"The magazine is fully loaded. I will fire as you command. With the Storm Chopper here, I will be a little more relaxed."

The tyrant said nothing, only nodded slightly from time to time, and there was nothing wrong with him. This man had found a clever balance between rationality and sensibility.

"Okay, everyone, just remember this, and the rest is up to you to act accordingly." Yuki took a deep breath and stopped stroking the knife handle. "Remember, don't separate, support each other, chop off the heads of those two players, and then the first priority is to get out of the hospital, don't fight too long."

"understand!"

Just a few people gave Yuki the feeling of having a huge army behind him, and this alone made it much better than Under the Red Moon.

As long as there is a chance to breathe and strong support, there is nothing to be afraid of.

He glanced at the black fog inside the door and had the illusion that he was in some soul-based game, as if a heroic epic was ringing in his ears, pushing him to take a step inside.

Arrived at the first floor.

Without much thought, Yuki stepped in, slowly raised his head, and saw the sign on the wall.

Emergency area.

In front of me was an extremely long corridor, shrouded in a faint mist. The doors on both sides were all open. Beds and equipment were scattered around. Some beds were turned over, as if the person sleeping on them had gotten up to go to the toilet.

It was like a scene from a horror movie, but in Yuki's scarlet eyes, he saw the black light flowing, like the shadows of the trees outside the window, swaying in the air.

"It seems that we have changed the way of playing."

Yuki knew something was wrong, these things should have attached themselves to the dolls and turned into twisted monsters, but now they were scattered in the air.

Mental erosion? No, if you want to deal with players, you have to destroy us physically first.

He turned his head and saw that several people behind him were looking around nervously. This was the last and most dangerous floor.

"The hall is in that direction." Hiyori read every detail and suddenly pointed to the evacuation map.

The instructions didn't say how to leave the hospital, but breaking the window had already been tried and it definitely didn't work, so walking out through the main door should be fine.

"Well, there's only one door on the entire first floor. It's basically clear."

The huge hospital has only one door for entrance and exit. If this happened in the real world, the fire department would confiscate the director's underwear.

The unknown is the most terrifying thing. After hearing what Yuki said, everyone relaxed.

Through this corridor is the hospital lobby, but the team is not moving very fast, as people are moving closely together.

Yuki led the way, while Hayasaka Ai followed behind, constantly scanning the surroundings. It would be troublesome if something unexpected happened at this time.

Senior Mai followed behind Yuki, looking like she was ready to act as a human shield at any moment, and the more she looked at it, the weirder it looked.

"Why doesn't that curly guy use alchemy to block the road?"

"Because clue four proves that he is still a player."

The player is not allowed to intentionally destroy the hospital building, not because he doesn't want to, but because he can't.

The sense of security increased a bit. If Curly were to build ten walls to block the road, it would take a lot of effort.

But Yuki's heart was lifted up, and he thought more deeply.

"You are so confident that you won't stop us? Curly and the dean are both old perverts. They dare to do this, which proves that there are bigger things to come."

Indulgence tactics? Psychological games? It's impossible that he has been infected with the hero virus and wants to fight us head-on.

He glanced at the wards on both sides of the corridor again, and saw the empty beds and patient cards, which moved him slightly.

With a wave of his hand, Hiyori walked in, and the name column on the patient card on the wall turned into an 'S'.

Sure enough, it works as long as it is in the 'ward'. This is one of the three safe places belonging to the players. As long as the players occupy the ward, monsters will not spawn inside.

"But this thing can't stop the medical staff, that is, the possessed puppet." Hiyori read the look in Yuuki's eyes.

"It can't be stopped, but——"

Yuki suddenly pushed Mai behind him into the ward, and at the same time, gunshots rang out.

boom! !

Without any warning, the fog was pierced and a giant claw without skin, covered with pus-filled sores and as thick as two people's arms suddenly jumped out and swept through the corridor like a pendulum.

The six sharp claws left marks on the floor like they were cut by knives and axes, a bit like a giant mechanism in a cemetery.

Just as it was about to sweep through the ranks, the tyrant raised his gun and fired, the explosive bullets blew up large pieces of minced meat, but it could not stop its advance.

woo-

Everyone rolled into the ward together and looked outside with lingering fear. The giant hand whizzed past and then swept back in the opposite direction.

Yuki stuck his head out and saw that there were white marks in the gap created by the tyrant, and there were several twisted bodies tangled together, like toys that a naughty child had casually kneaded together.

Okay, okay, let’s play with clay, right?

Yuki immediately knew what this thing was made of. When those puppets were squeezed together, they were quite powerful. Fortunately, they couldn't be directly swiped out from this ward.

"Hopping room tactics, tyrant, impact bullets."

Even though the ward gave people a complete sense of security, no one dared to waste time. The Tyrant was the first to roll out and pull the trigger towards the oncoming giant claw.

boom!

There was no blood splattering, but the strong air pressure blew it back. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yuki and others rushed out and crawled into the next ward along the wall.

woo-

The tyrant also rolled in, his claws passing by his back. Yuki, who was counting the time silently, looked at him.

The impact bullet was only blocked for two seconds?

"It has strong kinetic energy. Is there any way to deal with it?"

"It's not easy to solve. That bastard has become smarter." Yuki said in a hurried tone. He had just checked and found that there were dozens of demon cores. It would be useless to destroy a few of them.

He told Hayasaka Ai to be patient and stuck his head out of the ward again. He saw that the top of the corridor was pitch black and the thing was swinging back and forth like a pulley.

If literary means don’t work, how about using force?

This is similar to the second floor corridor, except that after discovering that his eyes can see beyond the naked eye, he changed his approach. The purpose is still to delay time, consume physical strength, and disperse the team.

"It must have been that Curly-haired bastard's idea. The only ones who understand players are players."

Yuki glanced at the giant claw sweeping over, then focused his gaze towards the end of the corridor. It was too dark there to see anything, but he knew from the evacuation map that the hospital lobby was about six or seven hundred steps away.

That's how you play it, right?

After hesitating for a moment, Yuki jumped out, took out his chainsword, and faced the giant claw head-on.

Okay, I'll play with you.

In addition to delaying time, the giant claw also has the function of splitting the team. After all, the best way at the moment is to let one person delay it, and the rest can take advantage of this time to sprint forward and quickly go to the hall.

Since you know you want me to divide my forces, wouldn't it be stupid for me to divide them again?

Yuki's mind was as clear as a mirror. He knew clearly that once on the first floor, every move of the players would be closely monitored, and there would be an experienced curly-haired military strategist analyzing the situation nearby.

The battle between players is a battle of intelligence. The opponent must maximize the interests of these puppets and do their best to collect clues.

Skills, characteristics, chaos items, whoever reveals all his cards first will be at a disadvantage.

"Impact bullet."

The muzzle of the gun was pointed at the ground, and with a 'bang' sound, the aftermath pushed Yuki out.

Woohoo——

The chainsaw sword was roaring, and Yuki collided with it head-on. With the explosion of blood and pus, deep cuts were left on the surface of the giant claw.

The bodies of several puppets were torn to pieces, but the giant claws only paused for a moment before quickly retracting into the ceiling.

50% strength.

Yuki controlled his strength precisely, flicked his wrist, watched Hayasaka Ai and the others take this opportunity to jump into the next ward, and raised his head again.

At the other end of the corridor, the giant claw swept back again, but Yuki did not dodge. With obvious excitement on his face, he took the initiative to meet it.

woo-

It was still a head-on collision, and another cut appeared, and inertia threw Yuki away.

Squeak.

Yuuki's face was full of ferocity as his leather shoes rubbed against the ground and he felt the soreness in his forearms. He had not drunk the Serenity Drops, so he could not act out the rage caused by the side effects.

Seventy percent force.

The chainsaw sword was warming up the blade, injecting more powerful strength into the body, and then when the giant claw came for the third time, he tiptoed.

boom!

The speed was faster than before, the big sword flashed with enchanting blood light, and the front foot stepped hard, the horizontal slash was powerful and heavy.

woo-

The man and the claw collided, the big sword almost cut in half, and several cores were shattered. Yuki's feet seemed to be stuck into the ground, and the gray mist lingering on his body surged.

Eighty percent strength.

This time, Yuki was not thrown far away. He turned around and looked at the giant claw that emerged from the ceiling again. This time he took the initiative to meet it.

There was no other way through the long and narrow corridor. Even if this thing swung back and forth, he would not be able to walk through it in an hour. In Yuki's eyes, there were still dozens of restrained demon cores, and he could not chop them all down even if he died of exhaustion.

But why do we have to cut it? Intelligence warfare is a relative thing.

The fourth time they clashed head-on, but before the chainsaw sword could hit him, the giant claws made purely from human flesh had already retracted on their own.

It retreated, not because of fear, but because of several collisions with the city, giving the people who were watching quietly an illusion:

He seems to be slowly getting stronger by hunting demons?

I don't know about the Chainsword, and I don't know that Yuki is gradually increasing his output. Just judging from the effect of the Demon's Eye, it is really possible.

Yuuki stuck his head into the ward and blinked as he took a sip of Serenity Drops.

Tyrant and others didn't know why the Giant Claw retreated, but they were not stupid, so they took the opportunity to return to the corridor.

It's right to be suspicious.

Yuki knew the reason very well. Like himself, the old cunning man was full of tricks. Regardless of whether this enhancement was temporary or not, the other party would take time to analyze it.

'I'll disrupt your rhythm first.'

He turned and ran, listening to the heavy breathing around him, running wildly in the fog, with an evacuation map appearing in his mind.

"Turn left and don't fall behind."

The corridor was dark and the team could only move forward along the wall. In the dim light, Yuki saw a huge black shadow penetrating the fog and frowned immediately.

See through it? Still coming?

The giant claw stretched out again, but the two sides of the corridor had been replaced by wards and clinics, and a black light lingered in the devil's eye.

"Don't hide this time. Follow me."

The lingering gray fog obscured the light of the magic circuit. Just as Yuuki was about to activate strengthening magic to add a little more strength, he heard a "crash".

The giant claw did not strike like a pendulum. Instead, it hooked its fingers and slashed across its palm, and like committing suicide by disembowelment, a bunch of twisted "monsters" poured out of its stomach, just like when a bag breaks when throwing away garbage, and a large number of cockroaches crawl out of it.

What a quick response.

Yuki understood all of a sudden that no matter whether he became stronger with the help of demons or not, it would be enough to disperse them. He could kill several of them by himself.

"Watch your feet and the sides of the corridor!"

Without waiting for Yuki to remind her, Hayasaka Ai slashed with the knife, cutting off a piece of the baby-like arm, then raised the gun and fired continuously.