I am a reincarnation player.

The door lock clicked, causing Yuki to turn his head instantly. The chainsaw was faintly turning, and then he saw a pair of white stockings.

A nurse with a good figure and beautiful face walked in, dragging a tray full of medicines in her hand. When she saw Yuki at the window, she gave a friendly and professional smile.

"Sir, you should take your medicine."

Yuki was stunned. He had no interest in the beautiful nurse. Instead, even his toes tensed up.

Throughout the entire Bloodthirsty Red Moon dungeon, he didn't speak more than five sentences to the characters in the dungeon, but there was actually interaction at the very beginning of the Demon Hospital.

This was not the most surprising thing, but that he did not see a trace of surprise or astonishment in the nurse's eyes.

"I am holding a weapon. Is this a mental hospital? This is a basic operation."

But he quickly rejected the idea when he saw epirubicin, a chemotherapy drug produced a year ago, on the tray.

So I am a different person in her eyes?

Yuki walked over slowly, the saw teeth creating bright sparks on the floor. The nurse's smile remained unchanged as she gently pointed to the bedside.

"You should take your medicine."

There was no way Yuki was going to eat it, so he thought for a moment before saying, "Leave it there, I'll eat it later."

"Okay, please take it on time." The nurse put the tray on the table, turned and walked out.

Yuki was stunned. He didn't expect the other party to agree so readily. He had seen a girl whose head exploded after a disagreement, so he was very cautious about the copy characters he met for the first time.

I thought she was going to force me to drink the medicine and was going to break her neck and put her in the bathroom, but she just let it go like this?

It was very strange, but it was a good thing that he didn't kill anyone, so he looked up at the open door of the ward.

The smell of disinfectant became stronger, and all kinds of noisy sounds could be heard, some people were groaning in pain, some were sighing, some were crying secretly, and there was also the sound of "ding dong" ringing.

The bustling scene of the ward emerged in my mind. I took out a medical mask and put it on before walking out of the ward.

In the white corridor, people in patient gowns came and went. The densely packed ward doors showed the size of the hospital. There were some popular science knowledge posted on the wall. Yuki took a look at the signature and roughly understood where this place was.

neurosurgery.

As a medical student, he was not unfamiliar with this department, whose main responsibility was head surgery. He slowly turned his head and saw a figure standing diagonally opposite him, who was very different from the people passing by.

He was a fairly tall man, wearing a long grey windbreaker with a black bulletproof vest on the outside, two silver-white pistols on his belt, and a sun hat on his head. His face could not be seen clearly because he was wearing a pig-nose gas mask.

The other person also saw Yuki, their eyes met, and then they tensed their muscles together.

Old player.

It seems that after going through the novice missions, players who are not too naive will understand that their own kind pose the greatest threat, and they will almost subconsciously reach for their guns or swords.

His sight was constantly cut off by the patients passing by, and Yuki didn't know what this hunter-like player wanted to do. He only felt the scrutiny.

He was not fully armed. He looked like a newcomer lacking common sense in ordinary clothes and a medical mask, but he was holding a ferocious-looking two-handed sword.

He looked like a player who had just passed the novice copy, but this greatsword, which was not an ordinary chaos item, appeared in his hands.

The hunter-like player licked his lips, thought Yuki was weird, chose to keep his distance, and turned away decisively.

"Gather first."

"Where shall we meet?"

The figure didn't even bother to stop and answer. He just tapped the ground with his finger. The guide strip on the floor of the hospital corridor disappeared around the corner.

Tsk, he's very alert and doesn't even want to talk to me for a few more words.

Yuki waved his hands in annoyance. In fact, this is the normal behavior of old players. When the situation is unknown, try to keep your mouth shut. On the contrary, Li Dan's warm-heartedness is the problem.

He glanced at the ward next door, where a patient was huddled up because of a severe headache. He heard crying sounds and a corpse covered with a white cloth was pushed past him.

Birth, aging, sickness and death, aren’t these the myriad aspects of human life?

Yuki patted his cheek lightly, holding the big sword, and walked towards the nurse's station.

Okay, let’s start the show.

Chapter 2 Five Players (Part 2)

The hospital floor is extremely large, with dozens of corridors and hundreds of wards.

The nurses' station is right at the entrance of the ward. There are a dozen busy angels in white behind the nurses' desk. Some patients' relatives are also there for consultation, and conversations are heard one after another.

At least compared to that ancient castle, this place is too normal. Apart from the annoying crying and groaning sounds, there is not much sense of horror.

Yuki glanced at the surveillance camera above the nurse's desk. He had carefully observed it when he came here before, and there was only this one surveillance camera.

"It doesn't make sense, but it makes sense. I'll write it down for now."

Turning the corner, he saw four figures standing in front of the nurses' desk, several meters apart from each other, looking wary of each other.

Sakurajima Mai and Hayasaka Ai had arrived early. In addition to the 'hunter' wearing a gas mask, there was also a young man wearing a mask and with slightly curly and fluffy hair, who was looking around curiously.

He really wanted to strike up a conversation, but he felt the atmosphere was too tense and he didn't dare to speak, as he would come across as a weakling.

'It could be acting.'

Yuki glanced at everyone and spent the same amount of time on each one. He didn't even give any hints to Hayasaka Ai and Sakurajima Mai with his expression. Instead, he felt something was wrong.

Five old players, that’s a lot of people.

"Is everyone here?" He walked over slowly and asked in a hoarse voice.

Everyone looked over, their eyes were either indifferent or curious, and an awkward atmosphere was spreading. At this time, Sakurajima Mai took over the conversation.

"Probably, unless some people want to hide on purpose."

According to the script, she is a good person. Even if you can't see her face clearly, her clear and pleasant voice can make people feel good about her.

"There's no point in doing this. Once the newcomers arrive, the game will begin. It's dangerous to stay where we are." The player dressed as a hunter turned his head and looked at Mai carefully.

"But there is no reminder for us to gather."

"No, but not making a choice in the reincarnation game is the biggest mistake. Who dares to bet on what the hint will contain later?"

The hunter narrowed his eyes. Regular tasks have a fixed process. Old players will enter first, followed by new players. The task prompt will be released after everyone arrives, and there is no way to judge the prompt.

If it wasn't intentional and you don't even know this, you probably only went through one copy.

Then the way they both conceal their features is similar, so it might be a team strategy.

The hunter looked at Hayasaka Ai again. The latter remained silent, revealing a cold aura that kept strangers away, and the giant revolver on her waist made him look at her a few more times.

Directly showing the chaos items, they are generally very powerful.

"Okay, Senior has exposed her true nature as a noob."

Yuki judged the result from the tone of voice. This was also a deliberate arrangement. It was better than exposing that the three of them were all losers.

The three of them are at the same level and are still exploring the reincarnation game, so someone must step out and become the newbie.

"Yes, only after the game starts, you can decide the way to act according to the mission prompts, because the player's freedom must be based on the rules." Yuki took over the conversation casually and looked around at everyone: "New players are currently going through the instructions. Do you want to know why we are gathering in advance?"

"Why?" Mai asked humbly, unable to conceal her student's immaturity.

"Because there is no difficulty limit in the reincarnation game, whether it is difficult or easy is in the hands of the players." The hunter answered for Yuuki. This can be discovered after going through more than two copies.

If five people start the game now, the difficulty will be infinite. The new players who will arrive later will be confused and will definitely die.

"There are always people who become arrogant after experiencing extraordinary powers, and like to stir up conflicts like a fool." Yuki glanced at the hunter in agreement, and slowly spread his hands: "I suggest that everyone cooperate. Even if there is no contract guarantee, don't kill each other in the dungeon."

"How can we guarantee it without a contract?" The curly-haired young man who had been silent raised his hand, as if he had been waiting for this sentence.

"Simple." Yuki smiled lightly, brushing his palm across the sawtooth of the big sword, and a violent killing intent surged out, "Whoever makes a move, I will kill him."

These words lowered the temperature a bit, and everyone turned their heads and cast scrutinizing glances.

It’s a weird combination of appearance, but in the reincarnation game, anyone who dares to say such things must have some ability.

"No problem, I agree."

"Wait, can't we sign a contract? I remember there is such a tool."

"No, the oath is meaningless, and the relevant type of props will affect the difficulty of the dungeon." The hunter glanced at Mai and said impatiently: "At this stage, there is no need to use it."

I know a lot, at least more than three copies of experience, and then I guessed it right.

Yuki looked straight ahead, but his mind became lively.

There will definitely be penalties for the three of them teaming up to attack, but the penalties won't be too high.

Firstly, it was because they were on the same level, as they were all half-baked in front of this 'hunter'; secondly, they did not use chaos items such as the Contract of the Land, they were just trying to conquer the dungeon together.

There are no restrictions. Theoretically, it is normal for Senior Sister Mai to stab me in the back. In the reincarnation game, even loved ones and friends cannot be trusted.

In terms of the severity of punishment, it is better to sign a contract on the spot, at least it can guarantee absolute trust.

"Let's do this first. We will supervise each other. Whoever breaks the rules will die first." Hayasaka Ai said coldly. There was an ice-sculpture beauty next to her, so it was not difficult to copy her character.

"I have no opinion."

"Just do it."

Hunter and Yuki nodded together. It seemed that the three strongest men had reached an agreement, and the remaining two had nothing more to say.

So the deal was done, and everyone briefly introduced themselves. Of course, as veteran players, no one would tell their real name, let alone show their player panel to others. It would be an insult to anyone's intelligence to do so.

Hayasaka Ai still used the alias Hasaka, Mai changed her name to "Miss Rabbit", and Yuki was even more shameless and simply said his name was Thomas.

The hunter's nickname was 'Tyrant', and the young man called himself 'Curly'.

All they knew about each other was a code name, and even the Chaos Tool wouldn't reveal a single word, which was in line with Yuki's previous assumption.

The relationship between players is one of cooperation and mutual vigilance, and anyone can become a predator. Those organizations rely more on reality to restrain their members. Only Yuki can see the background of some newcomers at a glance.

Ding.

Just as the old players were staring at each other in amazement, the elevator bell rang and they all turned around.

They had discovered long ago that this huge hospital had only one elevator running up and down, which was totally unreasonable.

The elevator door opened, and a boy of about thirteen or fourteen stood inside. He had a big head and was wearing a blue and white striped hospital uniform. He blinked and looked at the people in confusion.

"It seems that a new person has arrived. Who will be responsible for calming him down?" The tyrant took a glance and then looked away. The boy was too thin and weak and of little use.

No one said anything. This kind of job was thankless and it was easy for the newcomers to blame them. The senior student couldn't stand it anymore.

"Let me do it. You can add anything I didn't say correctly."

She was a good person, so there was nothing wrong with her standing up. So the remaining people dispersed and each found a corner to sit down, watching the arrival of the newcomers as if it had nothing to do with them.

Ding, ding, ding.

As the elevator bell rang as it reached the floor, the number of "aliens" in the hall in front of the nurses' desk increased.

They were either male or female, and except for the initial teenagers, they were basically healthy young adults, and their mental states were similar to those in the bloodthirsty red moon.

Some people were trembling, some were looking around, and some were eager to try due to their middle school syndrome.

'The setting of the novice guide is very good. Seeing is believing. It can save a lot of saliva.'

Yuki leaned against the wall, watching the senior ask questions one by one coldly. Even if the reincarnation game stuffed all the settings into the newcomers' heads, it would be better to let them take a look at the young lady with a brain full of flowers.

If you don't believe this, then you don't have the qualifications to survive. The intrigues among the old players are already annoying enough, who has the energy to take care of the newcomers and answer their basic questions.

"It's still a simple and rough style. Only after passing the first copy can you have basic human rights."

After all, with such a high elimination rate, those who survived have high IQs and talents. So the question is, what is the purpose of the reincarnation game selecting so many geniuses?

Yuuki's thoughts began to diverge, and he came up with countless unfounded hypotheses. At the same time, his eyes scanned the hall like a scanner, memorizing the information about the newcomers that Sakurajima Mai had asked.

Name, occupation, specialties, or plagiarized Li Dan's template at the time, it is enough to master these things, but unlike the Tyrant and Curly who have no interest, Yuki is paying attention to every newcomer.

Just like Hayasaka Ai and Sakurajima Mai back then, his so-called knowledge of each other's ins and outs was only useful in the newcomer stage. The reincarnation game was too cruel. Unless one was gifted, one would inevitably be distorted once becoming a veteran player.

Let’s take the experience of these three people as an example. If they hadn’t kept an eye on them and pulled Hayasaka Ai and Sakurajima Mai out of the quagmire step by step, they would either have died in the copy or paid a heavy price.

Dignity, kindness, even chastity, the reincarnation game is not something you can get away with by just being cute.

"Except for a middle-aged man who seems to be a teacher from a certain work, there are no familiar faces. That's right, I can only recognize a few thousand people, and the players of the reincarnation game are selected from all over the world."

Yuki yawned out of boredom, not expecting much, but passersby's faces were more difficult to deal with.

Ding.

At this moment, the sound of the elevator arriving sounded again. Yuki turned his head subconsciously, and his scattered thoughts quickly gathered.

He opened his mouth and his eyes became surprised and strange, a little delighted, and he couldn't believe his luck.