I am a reincarnation player.

The result was obvious, but Abate scratched his head and couldn't say the word "congratulations". Something was wrong.

"If everyone fights like this, what's the point of the Death Arena? Isn't the point of fighting for cheers and glory?"

Abate's mind was in a mess, as if he had encountered some incomprehensible bug, and his mumbling made Yuki think deeply.

Among the six tips in the game, there is not a single word about "cheers" or "glory", proving that this phenomenon is a rule that comes with the copy, a bit like the rally in Yaduo Town.

Yuki didn't know the consequences of doing this, but before conquering the dungeon, he had to ensure his own safety.

Thinking of this, Yuki deliberately asked: "When does the next game start?"

"Probably not in the short term. Everyone needs to adapt to your style and then see if anyone is interested in you." Abate replied reluctantly.

This is it.

Yuuki quietly clenched his fist and launched the Dark Domain, not only to resist the spiritual erosion, but also to expand his plan:

He wanted to reduce the frequency of battles, and Abate repeatedly mentioned "interest", so he started with what he saw and heard.

The people here are not afraid of death and failure. Instead, they enjoy the process of fighting under the attention of the public. They are like masochists. The more vicious you are, the more excited they are.

Your own blood, the blood of the enemy, the fighting is accompanied by fanaticism, that kind of passion makes people full of power. To deal with such people, you have to burn Boruto for them.

Yuki suppressed his excitement and asked in a cold voice: "Since there is nothing, take me to the lounge."

"Turn left and go to the first room. I need to consult the higher-ups to see if this is considered breaking the rules." Abate turned around and left impatiently, but was stopped by Yuki halfway through.

"Now can you tell me what a warrior is?"

......

In the spacious lounge, Yuki was lying on the sofa alone, shaking his legs.

"Those who fight in the Death Arena are collectively known as Warriors. Under the cheers and witnesses of the audience, those who defeat all opponents will be promoted to Warriors."

"There are eight death arenas in this city, and each one has only one warrior, who is the strongest person selected."

"Eight warriors fight again to compete for the final championship. This plot is really simple and crude."

After being in the dungeon for most of the day, Yuki finally understood the plot of "Blood Disaster". How should I put it, on the surface, it doesn't have so many twists and turns, it seems very direct.

Just kill to the end and make others convinced. If Yuki had followed the plot just now, there would be no need to use the Night Domain.

In that fanatical atmosphere, standing on the ring, killing one by one, either burning himself out or killing all the challengers, with blood surging and murderous intent boiling, a man will fight to the end with real swords and guns.

"But I'm not a hot-blooded reckless man." Yuki smiled slightly self-deprecatingly. If he had been hot-blooded, he would have died long ago. How could he describe his experience over the past month?

Those who are stronger than me cannot outwit me. Those who are more cunning than me cannot defeat me.

"I always feel that you are not ashamed of it, but proud of it." Hayasaka complained from the side. She had a ponytail, wore a black windbreaker, and had a huge revolver and a thick-backed machete on her waist. She looked like a female killer.

dong dong dong.

There was a slight sound of short-heeled leather boots, and a cup of hot coffee was brought to him.

"Hayasaka, I feel like I can't think without your coffee."

"You said the same thing to Senior, but you replaced coffee with tea."

"Ah? When did I say that?" Even though Yuki was thick-skinned, he couldn't raise his head for a moment. When he heard the laughter beside him, he realized that he had been fooled again.

Glancing at the girl next to me, she looked extremely capable in her pantyhose and black windbreaker, and with her serious expression, she was undoubtedly an elite player.

"But the maid uniform is more pleasing to the eye."

"How about I change it back?" Hayasaka asked tentatively.

"Forget it, your clothes and murderous aura always remind me of another maid." Yuki complained, picturing the image of a maid from another work in his mind.

Snapped.

As soon as he finished speaking, a white hand slapped his shoulder heavily.

"Do you know any other maids?"

The fatal question seemed to have touched Hayasaka Ai's bottom line. Yuki immediately transformed himself into the French Plain White Flag and raised his hands high.

"Of course I don't know him, I just made a casual comment."

"Really?"

"Except for the reincarnation game, there's no other maid in the world so murderous. I don't stand a chance in a dungeon," Yuuki explained quickly, his face sulking. "We're in the dungeon, so be serious."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Hayasaka still had some doubts, but she regained her indifferent tone and said, "This story mission looks simple on the surface. It just means you keep fighting and competing for the championship."

"But it wasn't simple at all. The atmosphere was wrong and it went against tip six."

[Tip 6: Fighting and blood are glory, but also poison]

Yuki has already felt the power of the poison. The mindless boiling of blood will only make his blood vessels explode, and he always feels that there is something wrong with continuing to fight like this.

"From the battle just now, it seems these characters are pursuing the glory of fighting to the death. Even if they are defeated and die, they have no regrets."

"So you're taking a different approach?"

"To be precise, it's the opposite. I hate fighting without thinking." Yuuki swung his coffee cup and narrowed his eyes. "Abbate's reaction is very interesting. It's a bit like I solved the problem, but the way I solved it was not accepted."

"Are you talking about that cult that wants players to fight fanatically?" Hayasaka Ai also realized that the atmosphere was wrong.

"That should be the case. The hint clearly states that they are the organizers." Yuki and Hayasaka looked at each other and saw the uneasiness in each other's eyes.

From observation, it seems that the cult is similar to the church in Yaduo Town and is the manager of the dungeon. Yuki is going against their ideas and no one knows what the consequences will be.

"Don't panic. At least I'm not violating the game's instructions. This will solve the problem at hand. If I really follow the plot, I can still sit here and drink coffee and analyze it slowly."

Definitely not. He's so hot-blooded that he's still standing on the ring fighting like crazy. He doesn't even know how many fighters there are in the Death Arena IV. Apart from being filled with passion, it's meaningless.

"And there are the eight pillars at the edge of the ring." Yuki put down his coffee cup, frowning.

He possesses the devil's eye, and in the devil's vision, the eight pillars contain terrifying soul energy, like eight burning torches.

"When Niu Mo won, I almost reached my peak. But even though it was also a victory, when it was my turn, the intensity of the burning sensation was a little less, and I didn't seem to be as excited."

"Are you saying the atmosphere on the scene is connected to the mysterious soul energy?" Hayasaka Ai suddenly felt intrigued and gently pinched her chin. "This seems to support the rules just now. The cult is the organizer of the deathmatch. Those eight pillars must be related to them, and even involve the final secret of one of the main quests."

"Based on past experience, the cult must be the enemy. My approach does not violate the rules of the game, but can also make them suffer a setback. We can continue to test them." Yuki answered firmly. When it comes to placing a bet, he has always been braver than anyone else.

This is all the information gained after a fierce battle. Yuki adopted a reverse strategy and prepared to see the opponent's reaction.

Anyway, there are so many people this time, there is more than one way to go.

Click.

The door opened, and Shinomiya Kaguya returned. Seeing Yuuki sitting in a high-backed chair, lost in thought, she felt a sense of pressure. Fortunately, the maid was right beside her, and her steps became brisk again.

"Hayasaka, pour me a cup of coffee."

"Yes, Miss Kaguya."

She took the coffee, and the familiar smell made her completely relaxed. She placed the cup back on the long table and spoke again, "Just as you thought, Tip 1 and Tip 5 are indeed parallel rules."

[Hint 1: This is a world of deathmatch, players will participate in deathmatch as individual teams]

[Hint 5: Players who lose three times will be eliminated. Player teams in a deathmatch state will gain respect. This hint will upgrade with the player's status.]

This was something that had been planned before arriving at the death arena. Shiina Hiwa analyzed it almost word by word and discovered the problem at that time.

Whose respect was he gaining? What was the point of gaining respect when he was in a life-and-death struggle?

"Oh? What do you mean?" Yuki subconsciously sat up straight. This look of seeking advice made Kaguya secretly happy, and she even forgot how she had gritted her teeth when she was used as a pathfinder cannon fodder just now.

When Yuki was fighting just now, Kaguya, Hiyori, and Mai quietly left the edge of the ring. Abate did not stop them. He simply went all out and left the arena directly.

She had originally prepared herself to fight with those irritable citizens, but she never expected that their attitudes would change. She walked for several hundred meters without encountering anyone who came up to cause trouble.

"How far have you tried?"

"Is throwing water at someone considered bad?" Kaguya asked. Seeing Yuuki's regretful expression, her face changed slightly. "The hint said respect. I can't just stab someone with a knife and pretend nothing happened."

Not that that's the case.

Yuki was teasing her on purpose, thinking that she was worthy of being a young lady, as she was so polite even when provoking others. If it were him, he would have spat in the face of the passerby.

That’s what it meant...

These two clues are not difficult to guess, and the reincarnation game is not crazy and must kill the players. If you want people to find out the secrets, you should at least give them some freedom.

The passers-by in this city are strong and violent. It is difficult to gather intelligence from them, and even moving is difficult. There is almost no difference between the streets and the death arena. There are endless battles.

"Is this equivalent to another strategy route?"

"What did you say?"

"Just kill Abate at the beginning, and then turn it from a fighting game into a sandbox game. If there are features related to affinity, it can be done." Yuuki thought divergently, and seeing Shinomiya Kaguya's confused face, he knew that this game idiot didn't understand what a sandbox game was.

"When did this respect end?"

"Fifteen minutes ago, Hayasaka told me that your battle was over, so I was able to confirm the two clues." Kaguya smiled reservedly, then her face turned cold. "There's something I've always wanted to ask, why am I the one who always takes risks to gather intelligence?"

"Stop complaining. We can't just ask Hiyori or Senpai to come. You're stronger in terms of combat ability, so if there's a mistake in your guess, you can make up for it."

"But I always feel that you are targeting me." The girl looked suspicious.

"That's not true." Yuuki glanced at the maid by the door and lowered his voice: "I've always been very tolerant. I won't hold it against you for saying bad things about me in front of Hayasaka."

You...actually know.

Kaguya immediately stood up and sat at the other end of the sofa, letting Hayasaka Ai, who looked puzzled, stand behind her. Then she gave Yuuki an elegant smile.

So what if you know? Just come here.

This Kaguya Shinomiya knew that the ice sculpture was useless to me, so she started to turn into a sand sculpture.

Yuki ignored her. It was normal for him to feel a little depressed when his beloved things were taken away. He just focused all his attention on the copy.

Since it's a team competition, even if one person steps onto the ring, does that automatically mean the other members are in a fight to the death?

This is not only a game prompt, but also includes all non-player fighters. At least he has not seen fighters fighting each other on the street, or even these fighters locked in the death arena and have never come out.

Yuuki tapped his knees with his fingertips. The characters in the dungeon were all similar in style, but there was one fundamental difference between them—

power.

If it weren't for those eight pillars, no matter how big the city was, it would have been demolished long ago. For example, the Bull Demon's hammer was enough to destroy an entire city block.

As to whether the soldiers were unable to take action or were too lazy to do so, this is included in the scope of the investigation.

Yuki opened his hands, took out his notebook, flipped through several pages, and circled two paragraphs.

[Tip 5: Players who lose three times will be eliminated. Player teams in a deathmatch state will gain respect and level up with the player status.]

Now it is confirmed that Tip 1 and Tip are in parallel, that is, when a team participates in a dungeon, even if one person goes to the arena, the other members are in a deathmatch state by default. Players in the deathmatch state will gain respect and will not have to struggle to move around in the city.

"Then Kaguya verified the result. As soon as I finished fighting, she immediately returned to normal. There is no such coincidence in the world."

thump.

Yuuki knocked lightly on the table, startling Kaguya who was drinking coffee next to him, but he saw that the man's eyes were blazing and he looked very excited.

Finally, we can do both.

Chapter 4: Mountains of Corpses and Seas of Blood (K)

"OK, since you think it's okay, let's start."

At the entrance of the death arena, Mai pressed the earphone with her hand, and Reiko transmitted Yuki's analysis. Without saying anything, she just raised her hand and tied her long hair into a neat ponytail.

Because of trust, the team's execution has always been very high, and no one cares about gains and losses.

Sakurajima Mai hung up the phone, turned around and looked at the girl who was looking up at the sky.

"Hiyori-san, Yuuki agrees with you. There really is a way hidden in the hint."

The girl with silver-blue hair was still reading the blood-red sky and did not respond for a long time.

Mai smiled and shook her head, then walked over and waved her hand in front of her eyes: "What are you thinking about? Why are you so obsessed?"

"Sorry, senior, I was distracted by it." The girl woke up with a start.

"Any new discoveries?"

"No, I was just wondering what's on top of the dome. It's completely different from Earth. I can't even find a single blueprint."

It's really different.

Mai Sakurajima also looked at the sky. There was no such abnormality in the four copies she had experienced before. Not to mention Devil's Hospital and Bloodthirsty Red Moon, although Master and Commander were from different eras, it was at least within common sense.