He patted the dust on his body and looked at the auxiliary system page on the side where two-thirds of the health bar disappeared in an instant, with a helpless expression on his face.
"It's a 100% pain... If it were in reality, my internal organs must have been shattered." The man with black hair and red eyes sighed.
"I admit defeat." He lowered his head.
He would never draw a gun on Tsushima Shuji.
It is also impossible to fight against the other party.
"So Sebastian, you are boring..." Tsushima Shuji casually threw away the pistol.
Wei Que's body disappeared from the spot, and the next moment, it appeared intact next to Tsushima Shuji.
"This game is actually two against one." After death, Wei Que could only stay next to the corpse and hang up and watch the corpse in his game.
He was alone, facing Brandy and Kaa.
Brandy shot him fatally, and didn't even think of shooting at Kaa.
This is just a game!
If possible, Wei Que even wanted to shoot Brandy in the brain to wake him up.
"Hey~ It's obviously just one-on-one, but it's as if Sebastian doesn't exist." Tsushima Shuji muttered feebly.
"It's really yours." Wei Que looked at Sebastian.
The guy who hid in the dark and shot him three times.
The man with black hair and red eyes had a very polite smile.
It looks very sinister.
Brandy suddenly became the most sinister person in Wei Que's heart.
Even bourbon is inferior.
"But this game is quite fun." Finch said, turning the gun in his hand.
It is very real, whether it is weapons, characters, scenes, or even information from the five senses.
It's not as real as being in a game, but like coming to a world that really existed but has disappeared.
Suddenly I understand why Sword Art Online is so popular.
If it is as real as this, it is completely normal to be popular.
It's just that now there are only three of them as players, and some fun has been lost.
If it is true as Kaa said, it will definitely be fun if there are 10,000 players by then.
"I also want to play when it officially starts running." Wei Que said in a tentative voice.
"Okay." Shuji Tsushima answered without hesitation.
Anyway, we originally had to arrange for people from some organizations to go in.
As for what to do in there...
Of course, it is to set an example for other players.
Once someone takes the lead in doing something, others will follow suit.
Rather than waiting for someone to take the lead among other players, it would be better to directly arrange a few for them.
I am so considerate.
Shuji Tsushima had a slight smile on his face.
"Aren't we only selecting 10,000 players?" Wei Que asked.
Does joining by yourself really have no impact?
"Anyway, we have the final say on the specific number of players." Shuji Tsushima spread his hands.
Players cannot see the specific number of people.
I only know that there are 10,000 people.
It doesn’t matter if you add a few more~
When the time comes, we will create a player ranking list, and only the top 1,000 players will be on the list.
With two hours of location sharing every day, everyone on the list can know each other's location.
Encourage everyone to “chat with friends” together.
Well, deaths in the game cannot be real deaths. After all, if everyone else dies, the surviving ones will definitely be investigated.
In that case...
If you die in the game, just erase the memory about the game, and wait until the game is over to let all players wake up together.
Successful players can just mingle with the group of failed players and pretend to have amnesia together.
Maybe there will be new urban legends emerging by then.
According to urban legend, Umbrella randomly selects lucky viewers to join the game. After the game is over, all memories of the game will be lost...
I think this sounds very interesting.
I decided, let's do this and make Umbrella a new urban legend.
Shuji Tsushima thought divergently.
"This is the confidence of the mastermind behind the scenes..." Wei Que joked with a smile.
You can do whatever you want, everyone else is just a pawn who is kept in the dark.
If you think about it carefully, it's a bit scary.
but……
He and Kaa are not enemies, so there is nothing to be afraid of.
"Is there any more difficult gameplay? It would quickly become boring if we only have these beasts." Wei Que made a suggestion.
"If you want to play with a higher difficulty level..." Shuji Tsushima thought thoughtfully.
"Then find some people to play with you." He clapped his hands and said.
The next second, several more figures appeared in the game world.
"Is this the person you found to play with me?" Wei Que looked at a group of familiar figures and couldn't help but twitch his lips.
Gin, Bourbon, Vodka, Scotch, Chianti, Cohn, Chablis, Laphroaig, Calvados, Tiamali, Trinidad, Pernod, even the Bronx and Negroni
Also there.
Such a group of people play with him...
Wei Que felt a little flattered.
"It's not me, it's just data created based on everyone's strength level." Shuji Tsushima waved his hand.
"But to a certain extent, maybe they are stronger than them in reality." He explained while touching his chin.
After all, it’s normal for characters in games to be able to do things that people in reality can’t do, right?
"Stronger than reality..." Wei Que looked at the group of people and showed an enthusiastic smile.
"Want to give it a try?" Shuji Tsushima asked after seeing the other party's impatient look.
After all, something may happen later that makes the other party unhappy.
"Let's get started." Wei Que said with a lazy smile and full of confidence.
"Then... the game begins." Before Tsushima Shuji could finish his words, everyone except himself and Sebastian rushed out.
"One to fourteen, what an amazing idea." Sebastian applauded the confident Finch, as if he admired the opponent's courage.
But the tone is as mocking as it sounds.
"Having fun is the most important thing, isn't it?" Shuji Tsushima smiled sincerely and spoke lightly.
If the Finch really had fun.
He looked at Wei Que, who had no time to find a weapon and was being chased by fourteen figures the whole time, and the smile on his face became more sincere.
In Wei Que's first challenge, he was surrounded and beaten to death.
After his death, fourteen figures stopped and stood beside his body silently, staring at the body silently.
The idle Wei Qiao: ...What do you want to do to my body?
"The corpse of a desperate little mouse." The man with long silver hair said.
"Traitor." The slovenly man with half-long black hair said.
"So weak." The red-haired figure said calmly and mocked.
"Okay, let's find the next target." Chianti said impatiently.
"Can I take the body away and use it as fertilizer?" the pink-haired girl smiled sweetly.
Wei Que who heard them talking:...Are they really not themselves? Their reactions were exactly the same.