I am a reincarnation player.

"Don't worry, judging from the situation at this outpost, there must be restrictions on where players meet, otherwise we would have been beaten to a pulp long ago." Yuki was very calm, he was always confident in every adventure he took.

Taking a deep breath, he finally answered the murmur.

"Teleport."

As soon as he finished speaking, without even a millisecond of delay, Yuuki disappeared from the spot in an instant. Mai and others, who were so fast, didn't even have time to react.

Yuuki just disappeared, and everyone looked at each other. Hayasaka Ai quickly went up to touch the whirlpool, and then she retreated with a sigh of relief.

"No problem. This door persists. The way it disappeared just now was very similar to joining a dungeon."

"Huh, as long as I can come back." Mai leaned her back against the wall. Yuki was the backbone of the family. If he was gone, how would she clean up this mess?

After calming herself down, she raised her head again and saw Shiina Hiyori staring blankly at the street outside.

"Hiyori-san?"

"Look." The girl raised her hand in surprise. Through the glass, she could see the gray street.

The 'snow' stopped.

......

Well, it's similar to the spatial trance feeling you get when entering a dungeon, but other than that there's nothing weird about it.

Yuki closed his eyes, carefully recalling the trance he had just experienced, and finally heard a chaotic sound in his ears.

There were sounds of talking, footsteps, the screams of some animals, and people arguing, but there was no explosion of energy collision.

Hearing brought him an initial feeling. When his eyes slowly opened, his scarlet pupils contracted instinctively, causing him to open his mouth slightly. In addition to being shocked, he was also filled with a sense of fanaticism.

That's right, this is what the next stage should look like.

It was as if a speck of dust was looking up at the sky, and in front of it was an indescribable city. No, the word "city" seemed pale and powerless, at least the earth's civilization could not create a similar word.

From Yuki's perspective, he seemed to be standing in the middle of a circular tunnel, with countless buildings extending into the distance and then arranged in a circular shape.

There are densely packed buildings of various shapes around me, and various buildings on both sides, which extend upwards to the sky.

Raising his neck, he could see the buildings above him hanging upside down like a mirror. The tall buildings looked like strings of stalactites, and in the middle was an 'ocean', a purple-red vortex that was even larger and deeper than the outpost. From a distance, it looked like a giant hanging lamp.

In addition to this miraculous architectural style, Yuki finally saw living creatures.

There were countless people wearing different clothes. With a quick glance, Yuki saw some wearing flowing robes, some wearing similar clothes to himself, and some were simply mechanical skeletons. They walked along the long street, ignoring himself who was peeking in the middle of the road like a country bumpkin.

They are players, all of them are players.

Yuki felt a surge of anxiety for a moment. All the players he had ever seen, added together, were less than one thousandth of what he had seen at this glance. He even saw players on the "walls" and above his head, walking upside down in the sky.

From time to time, some people appear out of thin air, and some disappear out of thin air. The flickering light caused by the movement of space looks like stars.

Yuki realized that his cultural level was insufficient. Faced with such a scene, only one word could express his feelings:

Grass.

Burning with enthusiasm and ambition, Yuki finally understood why Adam was trying so hard to climb up.

There is endless knowledge, infinite unknowns, and infinite power here.

After joining the reincarnation game for so long, players are no longer normal people. The continuous tasks are dangerous and monotonous, because the only things that change are the content and difficulty, and there is no essential difference.

The first task feels novel, the fifth task gives people a sense of pleasure in accumulating strength, so what about the tenth and twentieth?

The reincarnation game never tells you how to quit. Even the most determined person will become numb. Only by stepping onto a new level and seeing a greater scenery can one rekindle the will to fight.

I still can't quit, and I still can't see the end, but as long as the scenery along the way is wonderful enough, people can ignore the ending.

[Player Yuki, welcome to the junction of reincarnation]

[Hint 1: This is where players exchange information and trade items. 24 points are consumed every 20 hours.]

[2: Except for specific locations, players are not allowed to attack each other. Violators will be killed.]

【3: Please abide by the contract, otherwise you will be punished】

The murmur was engraved into his memory, waking Yuuki from his philosophical contemplation. He ignored the grandeur of the future and, at least at this moment, looked confused.

Who am I? What do I want to do?

Yuki turned his head and looked around, and found that he was surrounded by players, completely out of touch with reality. He didn't know if the interpersonal communication he had learned on Earth was useful, because some of them didn't look like human beings.

Judging from intuition, the players on this road are very strong, but there are not many who can really make him feel oppressed. Yuki does not have combat power judgment glasses, but not all players on the road are hiding their strength.

Compared to the empty outpost, this is the real ascension, why does it feel to me like there aren't supernatural beings everywhere and monsters are worse than dogs?

At first glance, it's less cliché and only provides more questions.

Snapped.

Just as he was thinking, he was suddenly patted on the shoulder. Yuki was so startled that he almost drew his sword. When he turned his head, he saw a figure with a mechanical head behind him.

It was wearing a suit of armor covered with pipes and nozzles, which looked very sci-fi. Its reddish electronic eyes reflected its own surprised expression.

"Sir, is this your first time at the Junction?"

An electronic synthesized voice came, which was completely different from the forty Earth languages ​​that Yuki was familiar with, but just like when he first entered under the red moon, he could understand it without any barriers.

Yuki stood still, still looking dazed, his electronic eyes shrinking slightly, revealing human emotions.

"It seems so. I have all kinds of information here, from the most basic to the advanced. With just a few points, there are hundreds of chaos items for you to choose from."

The mechanical synthesized voice has no intonation, but the machine is the most fair and stubborn, making it a good partner.

Oh my god, hundreds of kinds?

Yuki's expression changed, thinking to himself, is this some kind of dangerous place? How could a random player be so awesome?

Shouldn't I take a shortcut? But even if I follow the steps, the extraordinary level can enter a new stage.

Yuki's mind was full of questions, but his expression gradually returned to indifference, and he didn't try to communicate with anyone in a hurry at all.

"Sir, RAX31 awaits your response."

The mechanical voice sounded again, without any impatience. Yuki still didn't say a word, slowly backed away, and suddenly turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

"Wait..." The robot suddenly raised his hand, but Yuki had already disappeared in the crowd, so he put down his hand in annoyance.

"This country bumpkin is so alert, damn, who else said that omnics are the easiest to trust?"

The man turned his head and saw a young man not far away with his head raised, looking around blankly, and immediately slapped his face.

Waves surged, and in the blink of an eye, he transformed from a cold, hard omnic into a three-meter-tall rock man. He staggered over and greeted in a muffled, simple voice:

"Young man, is this your first time at the border? Wald from the Honesty Tribe is here to serve you warmly. I have all sorts of information..."

......

Damn, people’s hearts are really evil, it’s the same no matter where you go.

Yuki didn't walk far before he saw this shapeshifter fooling around everywhere. His disguise ability was comparable to the Mask of the Fool, and he didn't notice any clues just now.

He found that he was overthinking it. There was no need to consider the social customs of a strange world. As long as the language was common, many things would be the same.

Where there is evil, there is good; where there is enthusiasm, there is indifference; if you are beaten, you will fight back; if you get something, you will be secretly happy.

The logic is the same, so there is no need to consider aesthetics or the like.

When he first arrived in a strange place, Yuki not only followed the path of Gou Dao, but also returned to his old ways.

Observe, observe as a bystander, and form a strict logic from all the clues you get.

Standing by the street, Yuki observed quietly and gradually discovered many details.

First of all, there are countless buildings, but very few of them actually have people walking on them, and most of them have their doors and windows closed.

The second is the attire of individual players.

For example, why is that piece of equipment so loyal?

Even though there were many players on the road, Yuki still saw a figure wearing a gray-green military coat, a gas mask, and a golden eagle emblem in the middle of the helmet.

He carried a rifle and moved slowly like a zombie, giving people a confused and determined feeling.

Is it the Krieg Death Korps?

This appearance is so recognizable that Yuuki feels that it is 90% correct. Considering the previous "blood disaster" and the existence of the suspected super copy of Khorne, it seems that there is nothing strange about seeing the other party.

I can tell by appearance.

Yuki remembered the plug-in he brought with him. The intelligence advantage of the time traveler was no longer obvious in the copy because of realistic factors. Except for newcomers, everyone else was disguising themselves.

But not here, at least not necessarily.

With an idea in mind, he began to observe the passing players more carefully. After just over ten minutes, he actually saw some things.

What about the Tokiwadai school uniforms and the Demon Slayer Corps uniforms? Why do they look like the pilot uniforms in a Gundam movie?

His blood-red pupils gradually widened as he discovered that the cheat played a greater role here, and his long-fuzzy memories gradually reappeared.

Yuki did not act on his own. He could not judge a person's character based on their appearance alone, so he chose to wait until a more familiar figure walked by on the street.

She has long purple hair and wears a loose robe. Her round face is slightly chubby and looks a little dull. She holds a curved staff.

is her?

Yuki was stunned, but not that surprised. He quickly walked over, his steps becoming more and more brisk.

That's right, my biggest advantage in the reincarnation game is not advance preparation, but -

There are familiar faces everywhere.

Chapter 5: Is This the Reincarnation Game? ? ? (K)

I know you, but you don't know me.

The prophet of the time traveler can distinguish between good and evil, but this trick is not very useful in the closed stage, because in reality they are just a group of ordinary people and are easily affected by the reincarnation game.

Except for the newcomers, you should not have any preconceived notions about the others. Who knows if they will turn evil?

But it’s different here. For someone like Wu Lei’an, who is born with natural powers, you can’t say his mind is normal. It’s like he has a disease, and games seem to make it worse.

When joining the game, the stronger your inherent power is, the less likely you are to turn evil, just like the one in front of you.

"What's the matter with you?"

The girl stared at Yuki expressionlessly, appearing calm and unhurried. Her slightly round, fat face gave off an oppressive feeling, but fortunately, Yuki was already used to this expression.

She looks a bit like Hayasaka Ai, and pretty much the same as in my memory.

Philen, or Feilun, was an eye-opener for Yuki. The acquaintance he met was different from the previous ones. He was a strong man with his own strength.

"Strange, wouldn't a being like this be perfectly at home in the reincarnation game? In my world, no one can catch up. And where did that elf go?"

Philen saw the strange look in the eyes of the person who stopped him for no apparent reason, but he didn't think much about it.

During her travels, she had seen too many players from other factions, and she knelt slightly:

"If you don't say anything, please excuse me."

"Wait a minute, miss, I want to make a deal with you." Yuki quickly stopped her.

"trade?"

"Well, I just arrived at the border area and don't know anything. I want to use points to exchange for some information." Yuki's face was full of sincerity. He finally caught an "acquaintance" and couldn't let her run away.

"I'm not good at pursuing secrets. There are intelligence dealers on the road. You can ask them." Philen tilted his head slightly, his round face full of confusion.

"I think you're more trustworthy. You don't need any advanced intelligence, just some common sense."

“Why do you think I’m more trustworthy?”

Yuuki pointed to his head without hesitation and answered frankly, "Intuition, I have extraordinary skills in this area, just like I ignored those intelligence dealers."

Oh, I see.

Philen didn't question it. Players had all sorts of skills, so it was reasonable for them to have similar abilities. She wasn't exactly kind-hearted, but she didn't mind helping out when she was free.

"Then ask ahead. I'll charge a consulting fee based on the value of the information."

"Is there any place here where I can rest? Don't worry, I'll treat you." Yuki looked around. Those strange buildings didn't have any signs. As long as he sat down, he wouldn't have to worry that Fei Lun would leave because his questions were too low-level.

The girl looked at him deeply and turned lightly: "Come with me."

A few minutes later, the two walked into a simple and elegant small building. The building was made purely of some kind of wood and exuded a refreshing fragrance.