I am a reincarnation player.

There's no need to waste time on such questions. Now that the battle location, battle time, opponent, and how to disrupt the ritual are all clear, there's no need to hesitate.

The tasks were assigned quickly.

Yuuki is responsible for participating in this championship battle, and the master and servant duo Hayasaka Ai and Shinomiya Kaguya will also stay in the main battlefield.

Mai Sakurajima and Hiyori Shiina are responsible for dealing with the audience. The senior's characteristics and the void puppet can sneak in when the guards are relaxed.

When the championship match begins, if nothing unexpected happens, the eight giant pillars will form a barrier. By then, Yuki will not be able to deal with the spectators and can only watch the fanatical atmosphere accumulate to its peak.

Then use the reverse thinking method and shut them up physically.

"I can't affect the enthusiastic atmosphere through the barriers, but I can reduce the number of spectators."

Yuuki crossed his legs, propped his cheek up with his hands, and looked into the room.

On the table, there were layers of explosives stacked up, looking like a pile of butter, and Ma Yi was installing detonators one by one.

In preparation for the next mission, the senior student smashed down two reinforcement points that were not even warm yet, and upgraded [Directional Blasting] to the excellent level. At this time, she didn't care whether it was wasted or not.

Since she didn't know how many spectators she would have to deal with to disrupt the ceremony, when necessary, she would use the lightning ball, which was more powerful than all the explosives combined.

"Senpai, you have to sneak in secretly. If you're discovered, you're dead." Yuuki knew the risk she was taking. The cult wouldn't tolerate anything that touched their core interests. Anyone who started a fight to the death with her would end up with the same outcome.

The [Singer's White Veil] was given to Hayasaka, and the [Flying Boots] was given to Mai. Now the senior has almost no defense ability.

"Then there's Hiyori. I hope I still have enough comfort pills." Yuuki looked at the girl with gray-blue hair again. The senior's special ability can only last for forty minutes, so she must use the void puppet to help.

How to say it, because he acted in a hurry, Yuki was not very confident, or perhaps the reason he dared to make up his mind was because of the people behind him.

Without them, I'd still be working on hint 4.

As for Adam, the amazing thing was that he didn't have any fear or tension. Since he couldn't avoid it anyway, he might as well fight.

"Mr. Zhang responded and said he would follow the instructions completely."

Just as I was thinking about it, Hayasaka Ai came to my side. She was the one who had been in contact with Shuangqiang Zhang.

"As expected, if he wants to come back, he can only follow our arrangements." Yuki didn't care. Even if Mr. Zhang was an old scoundrel, he had no cards now.

The cult is obviously rushing to eliminate this unstable factor. No matter how well he hides, he won't be able to survive until the championship match begins.

"How much time is left?"

"Ten hours." Hayasaka glanced at his watch and said uneasily, "But I estimate that Mr. Zhang can only hold out for another 2-3 hours at most."

Now part of the cult's forces are trying to stop Adam, part of them have been eliminated due to doubts, and another part is looking for Mr. Zhang, and they are the largest part.

"Did he call for help?"

"No, he just wants us to hurry up. If he dies, it will be hard on everyone." Hayasaka paused, "It's obvious that he's threatening us."

Because of the rules of the deathmatch, it is enough to stop Adam one by one, and quality is more important than quantity; most of the ordinary members of the cult are looking for Zhang with Two Guns, and once they are found, the strong men with golden masks will go to deal with them.

"He is also a chess player, and he doesn't know that I am also a gambler." Yuki acted very calm and accepted the other party's threat.

Ordinary members pose the greatest threat to the seniors. Once Zhang with Two Guns is dealt with, most of the cult members should withdraw and go to protect the death arenas.

But how could I let them leave? Just stay in here with me.

"Double Gun Zhang is from Shenzhou, right?"

"Ah."

"Was the fake target you set for Kaguya in Shenzhou?" Yuki had an idea and immediately came up with a despicable trick.

"That's right, why are you asking this?" Hayasaka Ai was puzzled, and saw Yuki stretching his face over. His fair face was slightly red, and it became even redder after hearing the whisper.

"You, you, you, you really want to evolve into Heita." She secretly glanced at Shinomiya Kaguya.

"Keep your voice down, this is a serious battle plan. There's an expert in imagination on the other side, so we can take advantage of him." Yuki said frankly, but avoided Hayasaka's weird gaze.

"I'll be leaving in an hour. You guys go a little slower and follow the plan. The seniors will leave last." Yuuki took off the golden belt and handed it to Hayasaka. He then took the mask with the blueprint set and asked:

"Have the remaining Fool Masks been distributed?"

"I've given it to Mai and the others. The prototype is set up as ordinary cult members. If the battlefield is chaotic enough, they will have no problem getting out." Hayasaka replied. She had verified the Fool's Mask when she went to challenge Zhang with the Two Spears.

As long as you don't enter a deathmatch state and don't come into close contact with cult members, the camouflage effect will still exist.

"Thank you for your hard work. I'm good at creating chaos." Yuki tried his best not to put too much pressure on himself. He lowered his head and was about to go over the entire plan again for the Nth time, but he found that Hayasaka Ai had not left.

Moving his eyes downwards, he saw the hem of the skirt and pure white stockings.

"Have you changed your clothes?" Yuki was confused for a moment. Since entering the dungeon, everyone had changed into hunting clothes or mountaineering clothes that were convenient for movement.

Looking up a little, it was more than just the hem of the skirt. Hayasaka Ai had changed into a maid uniform and put on hair accessories at some point.

Hayasaka looked away and switched to maid form: "I'll change back when the battle starts. I always feel more at ease in this kind of everyday clothes."

"Something like psychological suggestion?" Yuki touched his chin with an expression of 'I see'.

"That's about right. It provides emotional value. A good mental state might even improve your chances of success." Hayasaka's voice was weak, and her reasoning was far-fetched. "Besides, I'm not the only one using this tactic."

Yuki turned around and saw that everyone had changed back into their normal attire, which was the uniforms of their respective schools.

There's Mineghara High School with its brown jackets, the red and gray High School Ikusei Academy, and of course, Shuchiin Academy with its longest skirts and the most conservative designs.

Not only that, the senior's black stockings, Hiyori's absolute territory, and Kaguya's knee-high socks made Yuuki a little dazed for a moment.

Ignoring the eternal blood-red sky outside the window and the dynamite on the table, isn't this just like a high school girl party? No, they are JK.

"I forgot there was such a setting."

"what?"

"I said that the reincarnation game occupies too large a proportion, and you have to hide your identities when you return to reality. I forgot that you are just a group of girls in their teens." Yuki gently held his forehead and cast an admiring look, lingering on Shinomiya Kaguya for a moment.

Except for the white headband, she was almost the same as she remembered. Kaguya obviously felt the gaze and raised the plan to cover her face.

It's amazing that in this bloody game, he was surrounded by a group of JKs. When he realized it, it did dilute the cruel atmosphere.

"You seem very old when you talk about it." Sakurajima Mai came over with a graceful smile.

"College students and high school students are in two different worlds. You don't understand the adult world."

"Tsk, I'm just two years older. Don't forget that I'm your senior." Mai shook her fingers, completely forgetting that she felt puzzled by the term 'senior' when they first met. She sat on the edge of the sofa, crossing her long legs in black stockings.

"Remember when we met, your eyes were very strange."

"Uh, it seems so."

"What do you mean by 'as if'? I can still clearly remember the lustful look you gave me and the senior." Hayasaka Ai added silently from the side.

"And me, Mr. Yuki's eyes were very obscene at that time." Shiina Hiyori, who was not far away, raised his hand silently, causing Kaguya next to him to purse her lips and shout that she was lucky.

Fortunately, I covered it up tightly at that time, otherwise I would have fallen into his clutches.

"What do you mean by obscene? I just saw someone I knew and thought about how to use him." Yuki argued.

"Then you're done looking at our faces. Why do you always look down?"

"It's just instinct, don't blame me." Yuki had a determined look on his face, and his eyes looked like he wanted to join the party.

The bunny girl in black stockings has an absolute domain, it would be strange if you don’t take a second look.

"So you're essentially a pig-head." Mai extended her index finger and tapped Yuuki's forehead lightly, then her eyes drifted away, "How about this from now on, when we're not in combat, we all wear school uniforms. Speaking of which, we're almost delinquent girls, and this will help us remember our school life."

The days in the reincarnation game feel like years. Although it is only a month in reality, it feels like I haven't been to class for many years.

Yuki was puzzled at first, then surprised, and finally became suspicious: "You... don't you want to ask me for something?"

"It has nothing to do with you." Shinomiya Kaguya immediately shook her head, stroking the red silk on her chest, her red eyes suddenly dimmed: "Although it's not much, it always reminds me of some people."

You are thinking of Chika Fujiwara, right? Unfortunately, I have never met this future Prime Minister.

Yuuki couldn't help but laugh when he saw her thinking about life while she was talking, and then a slender finger poked his cheek.

"I don't care what Kaguya-san thinks, but I do have a favor to ask of you." Sakurajima Mai's bright face turned serious, with a queen's oppressive aura. "No matter how difficult it gets, just survive."

The smile on Yuki's face froze. He was not someone with low emotional intelligence, and he immediately realized that this was a 'long-planned' thing, and glanced at everyone.

“Is this considered an early benefit?”

"To be precise, I want to give you some hope. In the devil's hospital, did you really think we didn't hear what you said to the tyrant?" Hayasaka Ai stopped pretending and slightly lifted the hem of her skirt, revealing her straight and well-proportioned calves.

"Go, defeat everyone, and bring us back alive."

What I said to the tyrant?

Yuki thought about it, his expression turned ashamed, and he immediately knew what the maid was talking about.

That was a joke I played on the tyrant before the decisive battle.

His eyes swept over the faces that were either shy, or frank, or determined, or pretending to be calm, and Yuki stood up suddenly, holding the knife.

Okay, the attack speed is maxed out.

Chapter 30 I am the champion!

squeak-

The door of the lounge slowly opened, and the blood-red sky, the busy streets and the black building that looked like a giant sword came into view one after another.

There was nothing unusual going on yet, but a few strong men across the street who were looking over had murderous intentions.

But it doesn't matter.

As if equipped with Nashor's Fang, Yuki felt his attack speed was maxed out. Besides his survival instinct, he also had the responsibility as the captain. After being reminded by the senior students and others, he seemed to have found another reason to fight hard:

Fantasy about the future.

"I still have to save my life to play strategy games."

As he muttered to himself, he closed the door and stepped forward. The plan had been assigned, and Yuki didn't have to worry about anything else. He just had to finish his part of the job.

The three members of the cult stopped chatting and looked over in unison, their pupils reflecting:

He was wearing a grey windbreaker, had an unshaven beard, and had messy black hair tied in a bun. He held a knife in his left hand and walked steadily, without much murderous intent.

The man in the red suit pursed his lips, and one of his men picked up a battle axe and rushed forward.

"The time has not yet come. Go back and wait for notification."

"It's too stuffy in there. I can't even come out for some fresh air?"

"No." The man in the neat black suit didn't want to waste time talking. Seeing Yuki walking straight through the traffic without stopping, he reminded him, "Don't test our patience."

"So I'm supposed to just sit there and wait for death?"

In a normal world, he would have given some reasons at this moment, regardless of whether they were true or not, and he would have kept calm first, but the strong man just raised his battle axe.

"That's none of my business. Think it over carefully."

The people are really simple and honest, and they will never take gentle measures.

Yuki laughed when he heard this, and when he saw the other cult members also took out their weapons, he remembered what he had complained to Hayasaka Ai.

If you are both strong and sinister, then there is no point in me playing.

He stopped, as if considering the consequences. The strong man looked at him with contempt, remembering what the Apostle had told him:

"This seed probably doesn't dare to confront us. He should be able to guess that something's wrong with Adam. He might have a chance of winning if he waits for the opportunity. If he forces his way in, he's doomed."

The cult will not give way, nor will they consider the overall situation. If Yuki wants to fight, then they will fight to the end.

He put down the battle axe slightly and then raised it up again immediately. The man in gray disappeared from his retina, and a huge force hit his hand.

clang!

Sparks exploded, and the burly man, who was over two meters tall, fell backwards. Without panic or questioning, he pressed his palm on the ground, and a silver air burst flew out of the battle axe.

Whoosh—boom.

There was no shielding from the columns here, and the gas explosion streaked across the wide street, cutting several passing cars in half.

As expected, he is quite strong and is happy to hear about the battle.

Yuki stood straight, his eyes quickly scanning the surroundings. This was the first time he had taken action against anyone from the cult since entering the dungeon.

Hearing is not as good as seeing. He first glanced at the fanatical strong man. This man was not afraid at all, or panicked by the change of plans. Just like the fighters in the ring, he put all his energy into the fight to the death.

He charged forward furiously, cracking the concrete pavement with every step. The sound of "dong dong dong" of footsteps approached, but Yuki didn't even look at the other person.

He was looking at the remaining members of the cult, including the cadre. All of them were holding axes or knives, with the same fanatical expressions, but none of them rushed up to join the battle.

Confirmed, Deathmatch cannot be intervened.