first player

Chapter 236 Chapter 230 · "Shut Up"

Student player Chiharu Hashimoto woke up from the darkness, she heard a loud noise outside the door.

...The only ones who can haunt at night are doctors who are about to execute students.

She remembered what the first player had said during the day—he wanted them all to kill themselves.

Many people were full of anger, and many people sneered at this, but she knew in her heart that the first player was right.

They should...really struggle to make it to the last day.

Hashimoto Chiharu really didn't understand those people who muttered and denounced the first player.

...If it weren't for the first player, they would have died long ago.

Don't say that the grace of saving life will be repaid by the spring.It's just a sentence from the first player, a sentence to persuade them to return, a real truth, why are those people so angry?
If the first player came at night to kill her, in order to free her, she would have to thank him instead.

She was mentally prepared, sitting on the bed, hugging the quilt, not intending to resist, just waiting for the other party to come.

But she waited for a long time, but she didn't wait for the footsteps to reach her door.

Instead, there were more and more screams, curses, and fights coming from outside.

"You, you actually—"

"Isn't it a rule that only one person can be killed per night? Why is this doctor—"

"Everyone unite and kill him together! Don't be too scruples, why can he attack us recklessly!"

"Wait, fight, you can't beat him, who can beat him—"

"Help, help—don't kill me—"

She heard many chaotic voices through a door panel.

She took a breath, moved to the door in small steps, and slowly opened the door a small crack.

The door was gently opened, revealing a glimmer of light.

The indoor lights on both sides spilled onto the corridor, casting a large area of ​​warm light.

She looked up and saw a scene that shocked her.

There is more than one body.

They follow the warm light from their own door to the other end of the corridor.

It's like paving a dead body road.

She stood on the other side of the light and saw the bottomless darkness on the other side.

She suddenly saw a figure in a white coat standing under the light not far away.

The doctor was standing quietly by a door.At his feet, there is still a player who is not completely dead.

The player was very angry, and the voice was so loud that it was very clear here:
"Heh! You can't cover up the fact that you're attacking players with your mouth full of beautiful words!"

"Yes." The doctor in white said in a very soft voice.

"You—the number one player, as the number one player, you actually attacked your own people!"

The doctor in white smiled.

Through a slit, Hashimoto Chiharu suppressed the beating heartbeat in her chest and slowed down her breathing.

She saw that the doctor standing under the light had blood flowing down his arm, refracting a beautiful arc under the light.

His scalpel was stained with a line of blood, and the blade was shiny like a mirror.

"I want to lead, but I don't want to lead your group." The doctor in white turned the scalpel in his hand: "I'm not the head of the kindergarten."

"You—" the lying player was shocked and angry: "How dare you say that we..."

"You can't deny it either." The doctor in white said, "Otherwise, you wouldn't just lie here like a dog."

...this is crazy.

Hashimoto Chiharu didn't dare to make a sound at all.

She never thought that such ironic words would be uttered from the mouth of the first player so undisguisedly.

She quietly fixed her gaze on the doctor in white. Her skill [Insight], which can know part of the opponent's stats, is an investigative skill.

The skill was activated, and in her vision, three stripes appeared on the opponent's body.

[Health Points: 275/300 (cut upper right arm, bleeding state)]

【Mana: 759/2560】

【San value: 100/100】

[Estimated combat power: 1600-1800]

[Comparison of odds: 0.28%]

Hashimoto Chiharu was stunned.

Ignore that outrageous mana blue bar, that san value bar...

100 san value, full value.

A value that was completely beyond her expectations.

Originally, she thought that the San value of the other party should be almost gone, otherwise it wouldn't 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, now she feels... the other party seems completely abnormal?
"Heh, say I... like a dog? The number one player with a smooth journey, of course you are different from our group!"

The mouth of the player on the ground was bloody: "I have never experienced the despair of death, nor the pain of failure, Su Ming'an! What do you know? You can't understand us players who are repeatedly struggling between life and death!"

The doctor in white didn't speak.

"—Isn't the organizer taking care of you?" The player seemed unreasonable and kept talking.

"Ha!" The player laughed again, sarcastically: "What do you know? Why should I force you to understand? I almost forgot, you are the lackey of the organizer. I am a human being, why do you want me to do this?" This kind of creature understands our thoughts-only the white monster in the daytime is worthy of walking with you!
United regiment... The fools in the United regiment were all fooled by your avatar. They really thought that your lighthouse theory could bless everyone—fart!They are not the ones who were injured or died, but they are happy to praise you! "He roared, blood flowed down his face, his facial features were ferocious like a wild beast:
"The most painful - it's people like us!! It's us who are weak!!!"

The doctor in white lowered his head.

The scalpel was hovering over his fingertips, and the blade was tinged with coldness.

Facing the roaring, extremely angry, dying player, his voice was as light as a feather:

"...who gave you the right to question me here?" he asked.

The player was taken aback, not knowing what he was talking about.

"Is it your incompetence, or is it your self-proclaimed human attitude? Is it my fault that you are weak?" The doctor asked, "Who gave you the awe-inspiring righteousness and what you deserve when you lie on the ground? The World Forum gave it to you." Yours, did the audience give you, or did you install it yourself?"

"—what the hell are you talking about!"

"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—questions before you die, how good it is, Like a heroic soldier who roared unwillingly when facing the enemy, you looked so proud and awe-inspiring."

"...?" The player was taken aback.

He originally held the mentality of scolding and scolding, and at worst he would die after scolding.Anyway, this dungeon is role-playing, and no one knows who his real identity is.When scolding the first player face to face, he earns as much as he scolds, which is more comfortable than scolding on the world forum.

He doesn't think there is any problem in killing other players in this dungeon. There is already a competitive relationship between them. It's cool to die.

But this man...why still praise him?

"But, is your question really right?" The doctor's words suddenly turned a corner: "Is there really anyone who is proud of your words?"

The player froze for a moment, but didn't answer for a while.

"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, with clear words:

"You think you are representing human beings, condemn me."

"As everyone knows, there are tens of thousands of humans, even far more than these, watching your jokes."

"Do you think you can arouse their empathy with such an angry condemnation?"

"No." The doctor shook his head: "Because you are only [a minority]."

"What, 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 awe-inspiring righteousness has no meaning at all, it is just your wailing before death."

"You're lying on the ground like a clown."

"And your angry words will not shake me in any way."

"Because you failed."

"If you think I'm wrong, if you think I'm a running dog of the organizer, if you think I'm a traitor to human beings, stand up, like Mizushima Kawasora, like Edward, and stop me."

"—I welcome it very much."

"But if it doesn't work, you can only do it like this..."

As the doctor said, the scalpel in his hand flashed a cold light.

The next moment, the knife light had already 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 he couldn't speak anymore.

Blood flowed through the entire corridor, and the air seemed silent.

"...Lie on the ground and shut up."

(End of this chapter)