I am a reincarnation player.

"If I were assigned to a powerful race, it would be difficult to control. It would require a lot of maneuvering. It's precisely because humans are weak that I can manipulate them."

Yuki grasped the key point to break the deadlock. It doesn't matter if you are weak, just become stronger, and every hint points out the direction, just like the player's path to becoming stronger.

By killing each other and plundering each other, one can ascend to the throne of God.

He didn't exaggerate, but he was very patient in doing it. He had been staying at the edge of the world and farming peacefully for a while, as if he had forgotten the existence of the Judge.

Yuuki firmly believes that with Shiina Hiyori's brain, he will be able to grasp the signals he releases. The stronger the player's presence, the more fear he will attract from various races.

With Hiyori, Mana, Philen and others acting as insiders, the two most powerful superior races are under control. It is not reasonable for them to be the first to cause trouble to humans who are the farthest away and the weakest.

"If the Judge wants to find a target, he must gather information everywhere. Any movement will leave traces, and he must be very close to the inner battlefield."

Yuki sat on the iron throne, pinching his chin and looking at the map not far away. Naturally, humans did not have such things. It was only after the annihilation of the orcs that he gained a deep understanding of the Red Moon World.

The planet is so huge that an entire continent is like an eye, shrinking inward in circles. The closer to the center, the more intense the war becomes.

He is currently at the edge of the world, which is filled with various weak races, hunting teams, and scouts.

If you think about it, the Judge is also in the inner and outer ring battlefields, where intelligence is most concentrated, and it is also suitable for seeking cooperation with players. They are also players, so why should the Angels go far away?

Use space and time to quickly gather the cards.

Yuki smiled. In fact, there was another way, which was to use the wanted criminal, but he didn't even know who the other party was. It would be too passive to just wait.

"You guys can have fun while I focus on farming."

Back to the present, the development in recent days has begun to show results. No matter how weak human beings are, they have survived the test of time.

Hardworking, experienced, and determined, he unleashed his potential after being teamed up and given a shot of adrenaline, and also obtained the Orcs' racial talents and a large amount of supplies.

The Iron Fortress was being repaired rapidly, and the mechanics had practically plundered the battlefield, turning the Orcs' reserves into materials, and then using their 'I'm thinking' talents to create all sorts of strange weapons.

The new MKII power armor, mutant spore stimulants, and even the combination of the mechanical battleship and the Orc technology to create things like mechanical flying discs.

Yuki didn't have any research skills, so he naturally couldn't help. There was no need for him to help, because even the mechanics themselves couldn't explain the principles and blamed them on the glory of the old human kingdom.

Technology depends on archaeology? No, these things can't be called technology, not even physics.

Yuki couldn't understand it. For example, the wreckage of the steel fortress, the roar of cutting machines, the flashing of electric welding, as he watched, the fortress had the ability to transform into a black, chaotic giant robot, and it also had a mirage system that could disguise itself as a mountain.

Why? Why? The reverse engineering of the Orcs' mechanical technology and the reverse replication of the Mechanoids' energy weapons—even Yuki was stunned.

"Whatever, as long as it works, that's fine. At least these humans will do anything to become stronger."

Yuki tilted his head, too lazy to explore the reason, just like the humble bald man at the bottom of the stairs.

Slott removed his eyeballs, implanted mechanical eyes, and infused his bones with liquid spore crystals, causing his entire body to swell a little. Yuki still couldn't understand how humans could make these things out of a pile of junk.

The stronger texture made the bald man look ferocious and terrifying, but in front of Yuki, he was always humble.

"Lord Rhodes, I have issued a call to the scattered human tribes. Soon more and more humans will gather here."

This is the authority of the racial spokesperson, because humans were too weak before and dared not put all their eggs in one basket. They were divided into settlements ranging from hundreds to thousands of people and scattered all over the world.

Now that we have the 'paradise', of course we have to attract people here.

"Train them according to the combat outline I have drawn up. There are also many scattered orcs, which are just right for training." Yuki said expressionlessly. He didn't think this was a paradise.

"Yes, no wonder you want to keep them alive."

"Only killing can allow humans to defeat their inner demons, just like you. Now the strength is reversed. I am just returning the favor to what the orcs did before." Yuki saw the hideous smile on Slot's face and knew that this bald guy had also turned evil.

There is no way. In this world, if you don’t eat people, people will eat you. Once you have eaten people, you will become addicted to that feeling.

In pursuit of efficiency, Yuki had to create killing weapons in the shortest time possible, which was why he did not exterminate all the orcs.

"How's the army doing now?"

"The fortress has been repaired, and various war machines are under development. Mechanics have combined some of the technology of the Mechanical Clan with that of the Orcs to develop more powerful active power armor, which has now entered production."

Long sections of data were reported, and Yuki listened quietly. There was one thing that had been overlooked before.

The human race's power of 'I think' has been strengthened, which should be related to the 'mechanical master' talent seized from the orcs. For example, this steel fortress and those chariots that look shabby but actually run very fast. Yuki has checked and found that the orcs do not have any complete scientific research system.

In other words, they were also "thought up" by me, and I never considered materials science or dynamics at all.

"We have acquired the talent of the 'Biomaster' and developed a type of repair spore. The repair chambers built on this basis can restore the seriously injured and disabled. Currently, there are 5513 soldiers."

Slott's face was full of pride. He turned the time back to 7 days ago. Even without the city, they could still defeat the orcs head-on.

This is the human race, a race that rebuilds civilization on ruins, a bit like a parasite. The more ruins Yuki creates, the more they can gather the strengths of all races.

The superior races would not bother to use such a 'lowly' way of survival.

"How's the development of that Mechanical Race battleship going?"

"It has been completely disassembled. Even the cables have been studied and used. The battleship's keel has been used as the backbone of the fortress's deformation. I submitted a detailed report before."

Yuki nodded. He hadn't read the report. He couldn't understand it anyway. God knows how, after all-night research, they combined the mechanical armor plates, which were several times harder, with biological spores to form armor that could repair itself.

But humans have a problem, that is, they have no production capacity, and all equipment is a reorganization of existing materials.

"Continue to explore your potential. I'll give you another seven days to equip every soldier with weapons. The most durable and advanced equipment will be given priority to the Guards. I'll go find the next target."

"Are you going to start a new round of war?" Slot was stunned, but he was no longer as nervous as before, and seemed to be happy to hear about the war.

"Don't you want to continue to get stronger?"

"I want it. I've never wanted it so badly." Slott knelt on one knee. If humans want to become stronger, they can only keep killing and plundering.

Humans can always make use of one more warship wreckage or one more weapon from another race. As for annihilating an entire race, that is a huge leap forward.

To put it bluntly, in order to survive, humans are not picky about food.

"Then follow me. During this time, continue searching the surrounding area to see if you can find any remains of other races. Then, we can research how to continue producing equipment."

"I understand." Slote was a little troubled by the request after the city was built. After so many years of migration, humans had long forgotten about "production" and could only scavenge.

Yuki didn't care about this. There were wars everywhere in this damn place, so there was bound to be wreckage and corpses. If there weren't any, he would create them.

"When I return, I hope that humanity will become stronger. Don't let me down."

Yuki turned and walked away under the respectful gaze. This first step only provided humans with the ability to protect themselves, so that the entire tribe would not be destroyed just because of encountering a certain tribe's vanguard.

Without any worries, he can seize the time to complete the first phase of the task:

Knock out the judge first.

......

Outer ring.

The gray sky was tinged with a rose-red color, and the burnt smell in the nose had become more pungent. The black earth in front of me was barren, with broken walls or the wreckage of some war machines everywhere.

There is no real commanding height. The majestic mountains have been blasted into low walls, some of which are no more than ten meters high.

“At first glance, there’s a sense of the grandeur of destruction.”

Yuki stood alone on the ground, and seeing the ground full of broken bones, his heart instinctively felt cold. He drank a sip of the Quiet Dew before he returned to normal.

Too many creatures died, and the mixture of their broken souls and energy particles actually created a curse that dragged any living being into the abyss.

Edge, outer ring, inner ring.

The further inland you go, the more intense the war becomes and the more concentrated the races become. In the great game, there seems to be no such thing as self-preservation. Any race qualified to participate in the game will not place its main force on the edge of the world.

They collided here, fought here, and then tore the world apart.

After taking a look, Yuki's eyes twitched slightly, and he dodged into a crack in the ground. He raised his head and saw several huge airships passing overhead.

The dwarf war airship is so big?

The airbag was over two hundred meters long, with a steel pod underneath and densely packed gun muzzles on top. Green light swept across the ground, and with a creaking sound, the magazine door slowly opened, and an egg-shaped object fell in the distance.

Boom——Long——

A mushroom cloud rose up and completely flattened the hill. No one knew which unlucky lone guy was killed.

"With the power of a 10,000-ton nuclear bomb, this damn place is really dangerous." Yuki held his breath and pressed a button. The same green light covered his body, causing the biological scan to ignore him.

Humans also have another use, which is that they have developed various concealment equipment during their long period of hiding. In addition, they are very knowledgeable, and the book of survival is filled with the characteristics of equipment of various races. Of course, each one is marked with "fatal danger".

Even at the epic level, they dare not wander around. No wonder those judges have a limited range of activities.

Yuki watched the airship dropping bombs and scanning at the same time as it flew away. This seemed like some kind of routine cleaning activity. A 10,000-ton nuclear bomb could not threaten epic players, but Yuki was sure that if you dared to touch it, more powerful things would come out from behind.

It is very dangerous to look for people in this environment, and he doesn't even dare to move around. Fortunately, he doesn't have to run around like a headless fly.

Following the crack in the ground, from the dwarf territory to the edge of the elf territory, you can finally see some "trees" here.

Those were straight pine and cypress trees, like some kind of beacons stuck in the ground, releasing strange energy towards the sky. When you peek inside, you can't see anything, but outside these pines and cypresses are mountains of warship wreckage and corpses.

The elven sentry array combines illusion, detection, and sniping. Anyone who steps into the range will surely die.

This was ranked among the most deadly threats in the Book of Survival, and Yuki had no desire to single out this middle-ranked race. He left the crack, crouched down, and walked to the edge of the sentry array. He reached out and grabbed the ground, then disappeared like lightning.

A moment later, a golden shadow appeared at the position where he had originally fought, holding a sci-fi spear and looking around.

Phew, that was a close call. I knew there was a warning zone outside the array.

Yuki hid back in the crack of the ground and didn't look up. "The elves have extremely keen perceptions," but humans have learned a bloody lesson. They will ignore your existence, and when you return to your nest, the annihilation troops will quietly appear.

As an epic player, Yuuki didn't want her to find out it was simple, so he leaned against the wall, looking at the red and white capsule in his palm.

This item will send a secret signal with a diameter of 10 kilometers to the target of the message. As for why Yuki came here, it is also very simple. The intelligence said that the elves have merchant attributes and both cooperate and compete with various races.

Fighting is the same as fighting, business still has to be done. If Rihe and the others take any action, they will definitely look for the elves. This is a small tacit understanding between the two.

After opening the capsule, the retained information poured out. Yuki listened for a few seconds and suddenly burst into a strong sense of surprise.

This included a detailed introduction to the Angels. As helpers, they certainly knew much more than humans did. Coupled with Hiyori's superior observation skills, she probably understood them better than the Angels themselves.

"Respected-level reputation was actually earned this way. This girl really doesn't follow the usual path."

Yuki hadn't expected that "daily life" could come in handy in this cruel dungeon. Come to think of it, this damn place was too depressing. All races and all individuals were killing machines. There was no such thing as "entertainment" or "enjoyment".

Rihe and others took advantage of the angels' arrogance, curiosity and advantages, infiltrated them quietly, and at the critical moment, joined this great game by posing as players.

The angels do not demand much from their combat effectiveness, but because humans create miracles, they begin to value players. Players belong to another level and naturally require the participation of senior students and others.

The first step is the Judge, a group of unique players, who have already been exposed.

Yuki had just experienced the outer ring battlefield firsthand. Some epic players might be able to escape, but the Judge was definitely not alone.

They were being targeted. The more they resisted, the stronger they became, and the more of a thorn in their eyes they became. Ordinary races might not dare to provoke them, but the arrogant and powerful angels would not allow an uncertainty to exist under their noses.

The angels, known for their rationality, analyzed the situation calmly. At this time, the senior students who were also players and had made friends with many angels became key factors. Their opinions could sometimes influence the angels' decisions.

Yuki didn't expect to kill someone with a borrowed knife. What he wanted was this information and the pressure exerted by the angels.

"Intelligence is the root of all plans, even beyond the Future Diary."

Close your eyes and all kinds of information flash in your mind.

The movements of the angels, the possible responses of the judge, doubts, choices, clues provided by Rihe, and guesses about the target of the trial are then reorganized and verified on this basis.

As time passed, Yuki seemed to be standing in a higher dimension overlooking the copy, refining countless possibilities, predicting the judges' choices, and guessing the hints they might receive and the limitations they might have.

After a while, he opened his eyes, with a smile in his blood-red eyes.

There is a way.

Chapter 7: The Machine Spirit is Displeased

"Have you contacted the Angel players? No? Why are these idiots picking on us?"

Inside a huge bomb crater, Dio Brando was frowning. He had been very careful in the past half month, but it was impossible for him to hide perfectly.

The level of this copy is very high and too cruel. Either you are a friend or an enemy. The judge's aloofness is actually a trouble.

They have no assisting race, so naturally they have no helpers. The reincarnation game is fair, and it is impossible for the judge to use the dungeon to brush off the enemies.

【Tip 1: Do not cooperate with any race.】

This is the limitation, otherwise they would have already connected with the Angels or Warcraft. Presumably, the latter would not refuse a powerful reinforcement, but the result would be the collapse of the dungeon. Wouldn't the powerful alliance sweep away all races, and there would be no fun in playing.

But this team of judges is also battle-hardened. Tip 1 is indeed a limitation, but they can cooperate with other players. Generally speaking, players who are attacking the dungeon do not want to go against the judges, and some people will choose to help.

"Have you found out? Which faction is this player from?"

"They're hiding behind those angels. Now that the Hundred Eyes of Truth are damaged, it's not easy to figure out which players are participating in the dungeon." A black-haired man with a scarred face, exuding the energy of a veteran, answered. He shrugged casually.

"This might be a chain reaction caused by Taichi. Things are getting troublesome."

"Jiulong, get your position clear. This is not the time to gloat over someone else's misfortune. Do you want me to teach you what obedience means?" Dio glanced sideways, making the rebellious man lower his head.