I am a reincarnation player.

In his intoxication, he seemed to hear someone muttering beside him.

“I don’t know what the new stage is, but if there’s a chance, would you like to come back?”

Yuuki glanced sideways and saw the senior student waving at him to come over, so he took a step forward without hesitation.

"That's even a question."

Chapter 27 Tempering (4K)

The next day, Yuuki left Izu alone and continued drawing horizontal lines on the neon map.

In less than a month, he went in and out of Tokyo three times. Fortunately, he didn't have to pay for transportation every time he returned, which made his already tight wallet even worse.

This time, Hiyori did not come back with him. She slept in, which was a rare occurrence for her. She was probably reading a book in the sun while drinking the coffee made by Hayasaka.

Human beings are so strange. The daily life that used to be so familiar to us has now become a reward for ourselves.

"But I still have to be busy. It's hard to have a peaceful life after returning." Yuki stretched, put on his shoulder bag, and saw pairs of young men and women on the platform.

Everyone is in a hurry, numbly immersed in repetitive life, but if he can now escape the reincarnation game and become a social animal, he is willing to call it a blessing.

"This person is just a jerk."

Shaking his head, he squeezed through the crowd and walked onto the platform. The bell rang, and he took it out and saw that it was Hayasaka Ai's.

"I've received the next mission, called 'Master and Commander', and I've already notified everyone to work together on it." The maid remained concise.

The three of them returned together, with very little time difference between them, and they had no choice.

Master and Commander? The word "sea" is the key word.

Yuki breathed a sigh of relief, not expecting that the connections he had just established would come in handy.

"Luckily, Izu is right by the sea. How about this? You quickly go find Kitahara and buy enough equipment from the diving shop. Maybe it will be useful."

"The senior has already gone there, and the young lady is trying to get some money out. Luckily, they are not prepared, so they should be able to get the funds."

Yuki didn't expect that a casual move would come in handy. Money is still very important and can be used to buy a lot of auxiliary equipment.

"Get more sets. We all have plenty of personal space now, so let's decorate it with useful things."

"Food, medicine, oxygen cylinders, pressure gauges, and what else?" Hayasaka counted them one by one.

"A swimsuit? It's rare that the dungeon is in the sea." Yuki made a joke, but he didn't expect Hayasaka to agree directly.

"Okay, it's a pity you can't see it."

"Then put it back on and show it to me."

The two were silent for a while, only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard, as if they had made a promise casually, full of anticipation.

"Hayasaka." Yuuki took a deep breath, his tone becoming much colder and harder: "Bring them back, don't leave any one behind."

"Okay, leave it to me."

Without further ado, Yuuki hung up the phone. He really liked Hayasaka's decisiveness, and he felt at ease when he thought of it.

Apart from him, this is the most professional player who must have thought of everything.

"Without me, the copy wouldn't have mutated. It would have taken two or three days at most, enough to even get an A-rank rating." Yuki wasn't greedy. He changed his clothes in the station bathroom, put on a little disguise, and got in a taxi.

It took more than ten minutes to get to the Advanced Development College from the city center. As soon as I got off the bus, I immediately felt that I was being monitored everywhere.

Across the street, several patrolmen were walking slowly towards him and raised their hands to stop him.

A great war had just taken place here not long ago, and all forces were keeping a close eye on the place. Yuki didn't want to deal with them, so he simply chose to ignore them and walked through the gate.

Looking to the side, there was a young man with long red hair sitting in the security booth. He put his feet on the table arrogantly, flipping through a comic book in his hand. When he saw Yuki, he looked at him with interest.

Ryuen Sho?

Yuki recognized the other person at a glance. He liked places like this where there were 'acquaintances' everywhere, so he didn't have to introduce himself. He was just a little surprised that this unruly dictator had surrendered.

"Come here?" The boy glanced at him sideways, without any intention of introducing himself.

"Yeah." Yuki nodded calmly and pointed at the patrolmen who had followed him. "Let's deal with the tail. I don't want to waste time."

Pretty cocky.

Ryuen Sho probably knew about this collaborator, and since Ayanokouji Kiyotaka had specifically reminded him of this, he put his legs down impatiently and knocked on the wall of the security booth.

"Yukimura, take care of them."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuki noticed that there was a man with glasses squatting on the other side of the security booth. He walked up to the patrolmen with a pen in his hand and shook the pen from a few meters away. The patrolmen were immediately confused.

They seemed to have forgotten what they were going to do and walked away in confusion.

Hypnotic ability, well, it confused my perception at first so I didn’t notice him. Speaking of which, he is a bit similar to my senior.

But why are there so many players who can hypnotize in this school?

Yuki smelled the scent of the notebook and thought that Ayanokouji had done a good thing. If it weren't for him, this place would have become the high-level Mizu Ryukei Academy long ago.

"Tsk, those people are so annoying. They just send ordinary people to disgust us." Long Yuanxiang walked out of the security booth cursing. Just like a shift change, the serious college security guards walked in immediately.

The red-haired boy didn't even bother to look at it; this had clearly become the norm. He raised his chin towards Yuuki and said, "Hey, why do you think they'd resort to such a painless method when they clearly have a hundred ways to deal with us in real life?"

Are you testing me?

Yuki sensed a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone and guessed that Ayanokouji took it too seriously, making them feel that their credit was stolen.

"Because this is both an indulgence and a warning. Players gathering together should be monitored. If we really want to disband the school, regardless of whether you comply, it will be even more difficult to control if you disperse." Yuki answered without thinking.

"Besides, games are games, and reality is reality. They can use the difference in status to mess with you, but you can fight back in reality. Zhu's family business is bigger, so there's no need for him to perish with you."

"Ordinary people are too fragile. That hypnotic ability I used earlier was only average against players, but it's a deadly weapon for manipulating stock prices and arbitrarily signing contracts. Both sides have tacitly confined these abilities to the game."

"At this stage, even the most powerful player organizations only have a few hundred members. They are like the core of an egg, surrounded and served by thousands, even tens of thousands, of ordinary people. If this relationship is truly broken, it will definitely not be you who will suffer. To put it simply, the barefoot are not afraid of the shod."

The logic was rigorous and the explanation was clear, almost the same as Ayanokouji's explanation, which made Ryuen Sho's expression change slightly.

At first, everyone was worried that their friends and relatives would be kidnapped and threatened, but after some explanations, their doubts were dispelled.

Yes, you can mess with us in real life, and we can fight back in real life, not to mention the impact this will have on the "player" community. Ultimately, shouldn't it be resolved face to face between players?

Then just start the random mission.

"what is your name?"

When Ryuen Sho asked this, Yuuki realized that he had never told Ayanokouji his name, and everyone called him "you".

He thought about it, and replied as if possessed by a ghost: "Call me Kevin."

It was obviously a pseudonym, but Ryuen Sho didn't care. He had several aliases himself, and the name was just a code name.

"Okay, come with me."

The two walked into the academy. This was Yuuki's second time there, but this time he was more relaxed and looked around with interest.

The battles all took place in random copies, so there was no sign of damage in the real school. A class was having a physical education class, running around the playground.

They saw two people walking by the roadside, some of them waved and greeted Ryuen Sho, while others looked at him with confusion. After all, Yuuki was wearing a suit and his office boy look did not match the youthful campus style.

There was nothing unusual, everything was in order as before, the school still held the dominant position, but their consciousness had long been tampered with.

The students who are still ordinary people work hard to gain points as before, and the students who have become players don't care about the junior high school brawl. As for Ayanokouji himself, he sets an example.

He was still in Class D, secretly controlling everything, and didn't do anything stupid like a technical secondary school student building a country.

"Ayanokōji stopped all extracurricular activities and turned this place into a prison." Ryuen Sho complained as they walked.

"That's also a wonderful prison. Even if the reincarnation game suddenly disappears, you can seamlessly connect to your original life." Yuki was a little envious. He didn't have a good high school education.

"The game suddenly disappeared? That sounds really unbearable. I can even crush a mountain. Playing house games again is too boring."

"If you want to do whatever you want, you should join Nanyunya's team. If the ultimate goal is survival, the reincarnation game itself is the biggest enemy."

This brings us back to the topic of why supernatural powers exist. If you want to enjoy the power, then go ahead and struggle in the game, fighting ten or a hundred copies until you reach the limit that is impossible to see.

But if it is for survival, then power is just a tool, and we should think about how to escape from the reincarnation game.

"Hahaha, you're very smart and interesting." Long Yuanxiang laughed. He was certainly trying to survive. He had suffered so much in the past few months that only when he returned home could he have a moment of peace. He pointed at the students passing by:

"I used to think these people were idiots, and that studying and taking tests every day was too much trouble."

"What about now?" Yuki asked knowingly.

"Now, whoever dares to disrupt this kind of life, I will kill him."

Like a wounded beast groaning, Yuki had no doubt of his determination. There was no right or wrong on either path; it all depended on one's choice.

Every instance is a beating. Some people fall in love with shuttling between life and death, some choose to escape, and some try every possible way to end this nightmare. In the final analysis -

It's a reincarnation game, and there's no mention of the conditions for passing the level. Even if you said "clear 100 copies and you can escape", it would give people some hope.

With some doubts, Yuki followed Ryuen Sho into the teaching building and reached the rooftop amid the sound of orderly reading.

crunch--

Pushing open the iron gate, Yuki saw Ayanokouji Kiyotaka who had been waiting for a long time.

"Why do you all like to meet on the rooftop? Does that make it more impressive? Thankfully, you just squatted in the corner and didn't stand by the railing and gaze into the distance like some clichéd person."

Yuki started to complain, he had been tolerating these high school students for a long time.

"I chose this place simply because it's quiet enough and not as complicated as you think." The young man remained calm and turned to Long Zeyuan, "What do you think of him?"

"Very clever, worthy of your careful consideration, but whether it is powerful or not will be determined after you try it later." Long Zeyuan clashed his fists together, looking eager to try.

The one who comes is not kind.

Yuuki glanced sideways, then looked at the expressionless Ayanokouji Kiyotaka, wondering what the hell this bastard had said to his men.

The young man ignored her gaze and waved his hand, "Go gather everyone. The dungeon will be open for two days and two nights, which is plenty of time for you to experience it."

"Okay, I'll go get them up."

The participants had already prepared and were ready to teach Yuuki a lesson. Ayanokouji Kiyotaka was very satisfied with the attitude he had specially cultivated and turned to look at Yuuki:

"are you ready?"

The eyes contain a lot of information, which is the trust brought by many times of cooperation. In a while, I will not be able to control the situation.

If Yuki kills all the players, he won't be able to cry. If his strength is mediocre, he will be embarrassed.

"Anytime, you're not going to participate?"

"I don't like fighting, so there's no need for me to participate in the tempering program." The boy shook his head and took out something under Yuki's sarcastic gaze.

It looked like a miniature sandbox, with mountains and rivers on it, and the landforms kept changing like liquid. There was no doubt that this was a very special chaos prop.

"Wait, aren't Chaos Items banned in real life?"

"That's the general situation. How could I dare to challenge Hiruzen without a few trump cards?" Ayanokouji naturally wouldn't explain his secrets. He simply placed the sand table on the ground and asked:

"Is this terrain okay? You can ask for anything you want, but I can't figure out anything too complicated."

You can actually adjust the dungeon terrain. It seems that creating an organization is quite useful.

The more people there are, the faster resources and information can be obtained. No wonder Ayanokouji said that there are many ways to delay or speed up entry into the dungeon. He is leveling up too quickly and there are too few people around him, so this aspect is indeed difficult to make up for.

If an organization carries out ten dungeons at the same time, even if only half of the players return, the resources obtained will far exceed those of the Lone Ranger, and the direction of strengthening can be more extreme, using cooperation to make up for the shortcomings.

Yuki took a deep breath, feeling a bit of a challenge. This plan was also a test for him.

"By the way, how many people have you prepared?"

"Twelve, all of whom are above Extraordinary III strength, from various schools. I've already sent them the specific rules."

Can we only create random copies but not set rules?

Yuki nodded slightly, with a hint of gratitude in his eyes. What he lacked most now was combat experience and witnessing all kinds of strange and extraordinary abilities.

Normally this would require several dungeons and killing dozens of players to obtain, but this could be considered a shortcut.

"Thanks."

"Don't be so quick to thank me. Remember what you promised." Ayanokouji reminded him worriedly again. This man is too murderous and never leaves anyone alive. This is a tempering plan, not a suicide plan.

"Sakayanagi will bring special items later. Just fight seriously and try not to get killed."

How cruel! They gave me the casualty index directly.

Yuki took a deep breath, walked to the edge of the rooftop, and placed his hands on the railing.

"12 to 1, aren't you afraid that I'll die and lose face at the same time?"