COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

A figure emerged from the raised dust.

He patted the dust on his body, and watched as two-thirds of the blood strips appeared on the auxiliary system page on the side, and the expression on his face was helpless.

"As expected of 100% pain... If it is in reality, the internal organs must have been shattered." The black-haired, red-eyed man sighed.

"I admit defeat." He lowered his head.

He could never draw a gun at Shuji Tsushima.

It is also impossible to make hands with each other.

"So Sebastian, you're boring..." Tsushima Shuji threw away the pistol.

Wei Que's body disappeared in place, and the next moment, it appeared beside Tsushima Shuji intact.

"This game is actually a two-on-one match." Wei Que, who could only hang up next to the corpse after his death, complained about the corpse in his game.

He alone, to brandy and kao.

Brandy shot him deadly, and didn't even think of shooting at Kaa.

It's just a game!

If possible, Wei Que even wanted to shoot Brandy's head to wake him up.

"Hey~ Obviously it's just one-on-one, Sebastian doesn't exist." Tsushima Shuji muttered weakly.

"It's really yours." Wei Que looked at Sebastian.

The guy who hid in the dark and gave him three shots.

The black-haired, red-eyed man smiled very politely.

It looks insidious.

Brandy suddenly became the most insidious person in Wei Que's heart.

Not even bourbon.

"But this game is quite fun." Wei Que said, turning the gun in his hand.

Very real, whether it is weapons, characters, scenes, or even information from the five senses.

It's not really like in the 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 the same as this level of realism, it is quite normal to be able to fire.

It's just that there are only three of them in the player now, and some fun is lost.

If it is really according to what Kao said, it will be very fun if there are 10,000 players at that time.

"I also want to play when it officially starts running." Wei Que sounded tentatively.

"Yes." Tsushima Shuji replied without hesitation.

Anyway, I had to arrange some people from the organization to go in.

As for what to do in...

Of course it's a role model for other players.

Once someone takes the lead in doing something, others will follow.

Rather than waiting for other players to take the lead, it is better to arrange a few for them directly.

You are really kind.

Tsushima Shuji had a faint smile on his face.

"Didn't we just pick 10,000 players?" Wei Que asked.

Does it really matter if you join?

"Anyway, the specific number of players is up to us." Tsushima Shuji spread his hands.

Players can not see the specific number of people.

Only 10,000 are known.

It doesn't matter if you add a few more~

At that time, there will be a player leaderboard, and only the top 1,000 players will be able to make it on the list.

With two hours of location sharing a day, everyone on the list knows where each other is.

Encourage everyone to "find a friend and chat" together.

Well, death in the game can't be real death, after all, if everyone else is dead, the living ones will definitely be investigated.

In that case...

If you die in the game, erase the memory of the game, and let all players wake up together after the game is over.

The successful players mixed in with the failed players and pretended to have amnesia together.

Maybe there will be a new urban legend at that time.

Umbrella, an urban legend, randomly selects a lucky audience to join the game. After the game ends, all memory of the game will be lost...

Sounds like that sounds interesting too.

It's decided, let's do it, make Umbrella a new urban legend.

Tsushima Shuji thought with divergent thinking.

"This is the strength of the mastermind behind the scenes..." Wei Que teased with a smile.

You can do whatever you want, anyway, everyone else is a chess piece kept in the dark.

If you think about it, it's kind of scary.

but…

He and Kaa were not enemies, so there was nothing to fear.

"Is there any more difficult gameplay? It will be boring soon if you only have these beasts." Wei Que suggested.

"A more difficult gameplay..." Tsushima Shuji thought for a while.

"Then find a few people to play with you." He said with a clapping.

In the next second, a few more figures appeared in the game world.

"This is the person you brought to play with me?" Wei Que looked at a group of familiar figures and couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth.

Gin, Bourbon, Vodka, Scotch, Chianti, Cohen, Chablis, Laphroaig, Calvados, Thia Marie, Trinidad, Peno, Even the Bronx and Negroni also.

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." Tsushima Shuji waved his hand.

"But to a certain extent, maybe they are stronger than they are in reality." He touched his chin and explained.

After all, it's normal for characters in games to do things that people can't do in reality?

"It's stronger than reality..." Wei Que looked at the group of people ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ and showed a cheerful smile.

"Do you want to try it?" Tsushima Shuji asked, seeing the impatient look of the other party.

After all, something may happen later that makes the other party less happy.

"Let's start." Wei Que smiled lazily and confidently.

"Then... the game begins." Before Shuji Tsushima said anything, all the figures except himself and Sebastian rushed out.

"One to fourteen, what a great idea." Sebastian applauded the confident Wei Que, as if he admired the other's courage.

But it's just as sarcastic as the tone of voice sounds.

"Having fun is the most important thing, isn't it?" Tsushima Shuji smiled sincerely and said lightly.

If Wei Que is really having fun.

He looked at Wei Que, who had no time to find a weapon, and was chased by fourteen figures all the way, and the smile on his face became more sincere.

Wei Que's first challenge was surrounded and beaten to death.

After his death, the fourteen figures stopped and stood silently beside his corpse, watching the corpse silently.

Wei Que on the hook: ...what do you want to do with my corpse?

"Desperate little mouse corpse," said the man with long silver hair.

"Rebel." The sloppy man with black half-long hair said.

"It's so weak." The red-haired figure mocked in a calm tone.

"Okay, let's find the next target." Chianti said impatiently.

"Can I take the corpse and use it as fertilizer?" The pink-haired girl smiled sweetly.

Wei Que, who heard them speak: ... is this really not them? The reaction is exactly the same.