I am a reincarnation player.

"I guess so. I didn't expect you to know about the escort."

Bodyguard, I remember now, it's a swordsman and a horseman, right?

Yuki recognized the other party and found that the broker was found by Valhalla, so he ordered the most expensive set meal.

Identity is meaningless, and Yuki doesn't care about it. He is slightly curious: "Are you taking money to do this?"

"Well, I'll collect points and complete the mission. No cheating, no cheating." Dao Ma seemed stubborn. This was his trademark. "2200 points, I'll bring you in, accompany you for three days, and attach the information. That's the commission."

"Don't you regret it now?" Yuki asked deliberately. As soon as he made a move, these people instantly realized that they had accepted a mission they shouldn't have accepted.

No matter what a strong person of this level does, if he is contaminated, it will be a disaster.

"I regret it, but I regret being too greedy. Such a simple commission cost so many points. There must be something wrong, but I didn't expect it to be so serious." Dao Ma smiled bitterly and bent down to pick up the knife. "But the situation has changed. I need to quickly increase my points, at least to hide in the border area for a while."

He answered readily, but Yuki glanced at him and pointed out: "You're saying so much because you're afraid I'll kill you to silence you."

The broker made the connection, and Ryougi Shiki didn't explain anything specifically, which meant that Yuki could be discarded as soon as he came in. This man kept talking about being honest, but he just realized that he was about to fall into a huge vortex and was powerless to resist, so he wanted to find a way to survive.

The man's fingers touched the hilt of the knife, but they froze completely in the rain. After a while, he nodded gently: "Yes."

"If I ask you to kill someone, will you do it?"

"Within three days, I will be your bodyguard. I will kill anyone you ask me to kill." Dao Ma answered in a low voice, without any intention of begging for mercy or flattery.

Life is only in the thoughts of others. He did not explain his own value, but only established his identity. This is a commission.

It has nothing to do with strength or weakness, and there is no curiosity involved. A commission is a commission. Maybe this can win a little favor, and favor represents a way out.

"Then bring the information from the commission, and have your companions put away those toys."

Yuki's words were like some kind of illusion, making them all breathe a sigh of relief, as if they had escaped death.

Dao Ma immediately took out the scroll from his arms and handed it over with both hands. He had made the right bet. When dealing with this kind of monster, one should not mix any emotions or say any unnecessary nonsense. Just do things according to the rules.

Yuki took it with one hand. He liked professional teams. If these people dared to hide the information, they would have become soul puppets. It didn't matter whether they were pretending or not.

Because within 1 second, he can kill everyone.

The information isn't very interesting, except for the somewhat interesting talent of 'Forget the World'. This faction is a cesspool comparable to a post-apocalyptic wasteland. The powerful energy collision has even changed the ecosystem. If the outpost wasn't a planet, it would have collapsed long ago.

One of the permissions is repair permission, and it is obvious that the players here do not have all of them, nor do they have the opportunity to gather them.

"This is the first time I've seen a place worse than this dungeon."

Yuki looked ahead speechlessly. The dense rain of energy evaporated as soon as it hit the ground. Any player with a physical fitness below level 5 would not survive for long. This was very interesting.

There are also difficulty rules for dungeons. For example, a player who has just ascended to the extraordinary level will not throw you into a world with high nuclear radiation, otherwise you will die without completing any tasks.

But there are no rules at the border. Just imagine, if an extraordinary player goes directly to such a place, he will probably die before the dungeon begins.

According to the description in the intelligence, the players of Wangyin Jianghu only seek to take refuge in the border area, and then earn points without any bottom line, because staying in the border area is really a crazy waste of money. I think it was very painful when Yucheng just ascended.

The toll is 100 points, and the detention for one day is 20 points. If it is a mission like the Thorn Rose that takes place every 7 days, it can still be handled. But if it is other camps, you have to be very rich to be detained for days. For example, Philen has to sell his equipment to raise money.

Selling equipment will weaken the player's strength, and then the survival rate of the next mission will be reduced, creating a vicious cycle.

"It's completely the law of the Dark Forest, forcing players to become stronger by all means. Even a role like 'Salted Fish' is only suitable for the strong." Yuki glanced at the silent team behind him, knowing that there are more than one similar camps. No wonder the 'Returning Party' players still exist.

Do you want to scale the peaks, shatter mountains and cut off rivers? Sorry, 99% of players are survivors, willing to risk their lives for a single item or a single power-up point, becoming the corpses of others climbing the mountain.

If you want to escape, you have to rely on your ability to be "reborn". Most camps don't even have the qualifications to board the "Taiyi" ship.

Fine raindrops fell on his body and quickly turned into radiation sources and evaporated. If there was a Geiger detector here, it would probably alarm wildly. Behind him, there was dead silence. For an old hand like Dao Ma, he knew exactly what to do now.

Don't ask anything, don't look at anything, just be a good escort.

"Do you have a place to rest?"

The cold question made everyone's muscles tense, and the girl showed a constipated expression.

This shows that they are not going to let me go. The aftermath of the battle between these two masters can shatter them.

Dao Ma shook his head slightly at his companions and said with a bow, "Yes, but the conditions are very poor."

"lead the way."

Yuki was too lazy to talk nonsense and just walked away. He didn't want to care what these people were thinking. Ryougi Shiki was building up momentum, the allies were moving, and Thorn Rose was building its position. He would not waste time.

A group of people walked south along the dry riverbed, climbed over the mountain that was cut in half by a giant sword, bypassed a large pit hundreds of meters wide, and came to a grassland covered with dense green vines. Occasionally, a strong light would light up in the sky, and the explosion of the hydrogen bomb was like a second sun rising on this land.

But such light is fleeting, and the world returns to its rainy state.

Compared to the battle between multiple epic players, hydrogen bombs and the like seemed too trivial, leaving the outpost completely untouched. Yuuki took a quick look before looking away.

If someone threw a nuclear bomb at him, the detonation time would be enough for him to move away from the center of the explosion, or simply be swallowed up by space-type skills.

On the technology side, it's monstrous garbage.

Yuki glanced at the radiation zone. A huge dragon-shaped mecha was engaging in hand-to-hand combat with a heavily armored giant at full power. From a distance, it looked like a special effects film, with two behemoths over 20 meters tall wrestling.

"Are we there already?" He turned his head and saw that the team had stopped.

"There's a battle zone ahead. Forcing our way in will only lead to misunderstandings." Dao Ma said seriously, patting his sword on his waist. "I'm a physical player, and I'm naturally restrained by tech players. If I want to fight, I have to make a plan first."

The size difference is huge, and not everyone can dismantle a Gundam with bare hands. However, his attitude is very good and he directly expresses his willingness to fight.

"Waste of time, give me a minute."

Yuki waved his hand, a monster-level player was not worthy of delaying his journey.

Dao Ma had just opened his mouth when the man in front of him disappeared. When he raised his head again, he saw a ghostly figure flickering in the sky.

Walking in the air, covering ten miles with one step, this unconcealed appearance immediately attracted the attention of the mecha and the giant. The red electronic eyes locked onto it, and the floating machinery roared.

"Warning, this is the 'Giant World' exercise area. Anyone approaching will be annihilated."

It turned out that the teammates went to someone else's house to practice. That's right, releasing your strength in reality is more efficient than in the simulator.

Yuki said nothing, raised his right hand, and the white light gathered into a gun, and then...

There is no melodramatic plot. The mecha and the giant turn around and run away. Delaying for even a fraction of a second is irresponsible to one's own life.

The Gun of Judgment.

Leaning over and throwing, the whistling of the air was wiped out by the power. The giant took out a huge black shield. As soon as the equipment was activated, a hole appeared on the shield. Four pairs of huge eyeballs stopped, and a round hole appeared between the eyebrows.

It's like a hot knife cutting butter. It's difficult to deal with Uchiha Madara's Susanoo, but defensive items below level 5 are no different from white paper.

"Well, the demon's vision has become more precise. I can clearly see where its soul is."

Every upgrade of bloodline skills will improve other parts. Yuki touched his chin, watched the giant fall to the sky, and watched the mecha turn its head and a bright beam of light sprayed out from the dragon head.

Experience is very rich, and only energy hedging can erase authority.

The Spear of Judgment dissipated in the light cannon, high-temperature white eyes lingered on the mecha's mouth, and the reconnaissance array captured the enemy's trace. It didn't understand why this epic player took action. The gap between the two sides was too big. Hunting itself would not bring any benefits at all, and it would also make enemies with a faction.

But it didn't need to understand. 0.1 seconds later, the reconnaissance array finally sent back an answer. The epic player was right above its head, slowly pressing down its right palm.

There were no harsh words, no chance to beg for mercy. The ultra-high-strength alloy steel withered and decayed under his palms, and the half-meter thick armor was corroded away in an instant. Yuki simply pinched the thinking array and pulled it out lightly.

Boom——

The giant fell backwards and finally landed on the ground. The self-destructing mecha was like a nuclear bomb. Another sun emerged in the rain, and the strong shock wave covered Dao Ma's face.

His dark eyes peered through his fingers, and his cheeks trembled uncontrollably.

The rain continued, but it became hotter under the energy of the nuclear bomb explosion. The man had returned to the front and threw the dragon-shaped mechanical head, which was several times larger than his body, to the ground and clapped his hands lightly.

"Just keep on your way."

There was no need for too many words. Just a simple sentence made Dao Ma, the escort known for his hardcore fighting, feel like he was falling into an ice cellar. He had seen epic players fighting, but it was not on the same level as what was happening now.

In the bright light of the nuclear explosion, the indifferent man announced his identity—

Top player!

Chapter 9 What kind of adventure is this!?

Is this the real life of the inferior people in the reincarnation game?

In the valley, Yuuki looked around and saw only dilapidated houses and players with evasive glances and poor equipment. It didn't look like the Fourth Calamity at all. Instead, it reminded Yuuki of the humans in the "Race Game".

They are just a group of prey. The strong can slaughter and hunt the weak at will, but the players are not characters in the plot. Maybe they just became the boss in the copy, but have to be a dog again when they come back. This sense of separation is crazy.

Yuki had originally planned to take a closer look at the scenery of the reincarnation game before the final battle, but he never expected that this sight almost made him look like a philosopher.

Not to mention Valhalla, which is a superior place, Night Parade of a Hundred Demons and Ether Particles are like heaven compared to them. In the reincarnation game, being weak is the original sin, and those who don't have an epic player in the Forgotten World are born sinners.

Killing people for materials was the lowest level of gameplay, and there were also methods such as restraining souls and making puppets. In an instant, he finally understood why the simulation dolls of the "Mechanical Believer" were so cheap.

No matter how beautiful a doll is, it is still a toy, and plot characters are naturally inferior to humans. Only players are "the same kind", and playing with one's own kind has always been a pleasure.

"There are no epic players here?" Yuki asked casually, seeing nearly a hundred players hiding in the sheds in the valley. Most of them were dressed in ancient costumes and were very afraid of the drizzle that evaporated as soon as it hit the ground.

A bunch of encumbrances. As for why they were left behind, the reason was very simple. The Wangyin Jianghu faction's talent needed the weak.

"No, or they will be killed if they show up. Our camp has no ability to resist." Dao Ma answered coldly.

"What's going on lately?"

"No, it's been like this for a long time. As long as we do it secretly, the judge won't interfere. But we've had it a little easier lately."

"why?"

The man showed a slightly sarcastic expression and shook his head slightly: "Because the border area has been very chaotic recently, many camps have suffered the same fate as us. As the hunting grounds increase, interest naturally decreases."

Yes, there is also this side effect.

As the instigator, Yuki didn't think so deeply. Now it seems that among the countless players, those who want to escape and those who want to make progress are only a minority, and the vast majority of players just go with the flow and vent their desires wantonly.

No matter which side you join, there is a risk of falling. It is only fun to bully the weak.

There are countless possibilities in this damn place of reincarnation game. Classes may change at any time, and the identities of hunter and prey can be switched in an instant. He just kicked this leaky house again.

"What are your plans?"

Dao Ma was a little surprised. He glanced at the vortex in the sky and said sullenly, "Try to survive and complete my commission."

"Because of her?" Yuki turned his head and saw a little girl squatting on the ground, releasing emerald green light from her hands to dispel the radiation for a dying player.

Dao Ma's expression tightened, then he nodded: "Yes, I accepted a commission in my hometown, and I have to complete it even if I am sent to this hellish place."

How can I complete my mission as a bodyguard if I'm not in the same world anymore? Forget it, everyone needs a reason to live.

Yuki wasn't very good at teaching people how to do things, so he lowered his head slightly and went into the hut. After all, he was a player, so he would always give him some "privileges".

It looks like a shabby shack from the outside, but it actually covers hundreds of square meters inside. Apart from the faction's exclusive space being too fragile, it is no different from other camps. Various daily necessities can also be exchanged for free, so players don't have to fight for food.

But this is meaningless. Any power related to supernatural powers is a paid item. Even if you eat better than the emperor, you cannot resist the rain of energy.

Yuki sat down cross-legged without touching the delicious food on the table. Douma sat opposite him, looking extremely depressed. He asked nothing and said nothing.

After a while, Yuuki finally picked up the teacup and took a sip, raising his eyebrows slightly: "This tea is good."

"It's Xiao Qi's. Her martial arts are related to life and have the ability to purify."

This is fucking magic.

Yuki was too lazy to correct him. Each faction had its own localized name for supernatural powers, just like Tiger Vanguard called chaos items "magic weapons".

"You've shown me something interesting." Yuki glanced at the expressionless man, sensing no emotion. "I originally thought the reincarnation game was cruel enough, but I didn't expect my understanding to be a little off. Once a faction leaves the closed world, there's no turning back. They can only choose between being the prey and the hunter."

"Yes, the outpost will not be destroyed, and new players will continue to come in. We can commit suicide if we can't stand it, but for those who come later, it will be eternal torture." Dao Ma nodded slightly, revealing a hint of doubt.

It was somewhat unexpected that a top player would discuss life with him.

"It's either death or struggle, but now there is still a way."

"Are you talking about 'Taiyi'?" The man paused, frowning helplessly. "Excuse me, that's too far away for me. Redemption and escape both come with a price, and we can't afford it. Unless Taiyi is a pushover, there's no reason for him to care about our fate."

Very realistic and rational, Yuki felt that this escort was more to his liking. Don't forget that Taichi is famous for killing, and he has nothing to do with a good person.

He did not pat his chest and say, "I am here to save you." That would be too arrogant.

"Then live well. There will always be a chance to hitchhike." Yuki licked his lips and looked at the man whose whole body tensed up instantly. "As a reward for leading the way, I remind you that now is not the time. If something serious happens, save your life first."

He didn't say anything, but Dao Ma understood everything. He knelt on one knee and saluted. This one sentence could avoid misjudgment and save the lives of his entire team.

The gap in strength is so cruel. There is no need for repayment. Personal preferences outweigh value exploitation. A random word can change the fate of a group of players. Yuki suddenly felt like a god.

He picked up the bowl and chopsticks, ate the side dishes casually, and asked casually:

"But the commissions still need to continue. I still have some time. Are there any epic players to kill in this outpost?"

The only information is Wangyin Jianghu itself, and only the local tyrants know which players come here frequently. Yucheng has nothing to do anyway, so he might as well complete a secondary goal.