COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

After Tsushima Shuji killed the players who came to inquire about the situation, he stepped over the corpses and walked towards everyone's location on the team map.

And the five green dots on the map representing the companions are also moving towards him.

One small green dot and five small green dots run in both directions.

It looks like it's very close, but...

Once you zoom in on the map, you will find that the six people are very far apart.

It was so far away that Shuji Tsushima walked for three full days in both directions before finally meeting up with the other five people.

The other five also walked for three full days.

The first words the six people said after meeting were not greetings, but—

"Have you met a lot of players along the way?" The Bronx asked very familiarly.

"Indeed." The white-haired, one-eyed, masked lone ranger boy nodded when he saw that he had a complicated story.

There are those who are well-intentioned but vigilant, and there are those who are malicious.

He who was kind and vigilant didn't pay much attention, and he who was malicious didn't let go of a single one.

Meet one and kill another.

"Didn't you meet a lot too?" Tsushima Shuji asked.

The number of kills behind the squad is not only rising when he kills.

When he didn't meet a player, the numbers were also going up.

It was obvious that five other people killed it.

"I originally owned a motorcycle, but later they said that riding a motorcycle would be too loud and would attract other players, so I blew up the motorcycle that I finally repaired, and as a result..." Bronx's expression was a little weak, Also a little depressed.

"As a result, even if you don't ride a motorcycle, you will meet other players. If you ride a motorcycle, other players won't take the initiative, because they can't catch up." Bourbon said with a smile that had nothing to do with him. .

There is only one motorcycle, which is from the Bronx, and it has nothing to do with him.

"Find a place to rest." Wei Que looked at his stamina and suggested.

Not only the hunger value, but also the stamina value, and the stamina value is generated based on your own body data, that is to say, in reality, you are an abandoned house that can only run 800 meters, and you can't become a runner in the game. The big guy of the kilometer.

Contrary to Sword Art Online, it is truly outrageous.

Because there are no disabled players in the restricted area of ​​life.

Sword Art Online has it.

All Sword Art Online players have the same starting point, and all the initial data are basically the same, except for the talent data.

As long as the level increases, the data will also increase.

Even if you are actually a waste who has to breathe when you climb one floor, in Sword Art Online, you can become a **** who climbs the ninety-ninth floor in one breath without changing his face.

A normal person's physical strength is between eighty and one hundred.

Those with better physical fitness are around 120 to 130.

About one hundred and fifty professional fitness trainers.

And soldiers and the like are between 180 and 200.

Among Wei Que and others, the Bronx has the lowest stats, and also has a stamina of one thousand and one.

Negroni's stamina is one thousand and two.

As an intelligence expert, Bourbon's strength is almost the same as that of Negroni, which is also one thousand and two.

As a sniper, Scotland's physical strength is higher than Bourbon. After all, being a sniper does require a strong body, the ability to carry a sniper with one hand, and the recoil it bears, so Scotland has a physical strength of one thousand three.

As a boxing champion, Wei Que is the tallest among the five, at 1,400.

This is the difference.

Even after rushing the road for three days, the things that can be exhausted on ordinary players, but on them, only lose 100 stamina points each.

With their stamina alone, they can forcefully consume other players to death.

Although Bourbon expressed his dissatisfaction with the data of this stamina value, he couldn't make the game change the data.

As the six people talked, they suddenly dispersed and walked towards different surrounding buildings.

They didn't say much to each other.

Ten minutes later, the six people gathered again in scattered places.

Everyone was carrying a box of supplies.

Food and drink, weapons and medicine.

They smiled tacitly with each other and walked towards one of the rooms.

"This house is relatively intact, and six people won't be crowded..." Scotland said while fanning.

It is well preserved, but there is still a lot of dust.

Scotland rolled up the rug and threw it aside, while the others also took away the sofa cover and the like.

There are also old bloodstains on it.

After losing the carpet and the like, the room was much cleaner in an instant.

Because all the dirt is on the carpet, and the ground under the carpet is protected and clean.

Everyone didn't care, and sat on the ground casually.

Either sitting cross-legged, or sitting with knees bent, no one kneels seriously.

"The bullets still need to be used sparingly, otherwise it will be very troublesome to find." Bronx said helplessly as he filled his own magazine with bullets.

In order to save bullets, he can use a gun without using a gun, and most of them use repair tools, such as wrenches.

"Finding bullets by yourself is much harder than applying for a bullet quota with an organization." Wei Que also sighed.

In the past, when they ran out of bullets, they applied to the organization. Naturally, someone would send them bullets.

Now that it's gone, I can only go door to door to find it.

Or flipping through the players they killed, and you may not be able to find bullets that meet their requirements.

"But speaking of it, I remember that Kaa didn't look like this..." The Bronx said suddenly.

Of course he and Negroni had met Kaa.

On the day they woke up from Chablis's laboratory.

The black-haired boy sat casually on Chablis's experimental bench, and when he looked at them, it was no different from looking at a stone or an ordinary object~www.wuxiamtl.com~ But he looks very similar to Wei Que, very Has the potential to be a little white face.

Also a little curly hair.

The Bronx once suspected that the other party was Wei Que's brother.

However, under Wei Que's terrified rebuttal, this suspicion was dispelled.

"It's a game after all. Of course, the game can't use its original appearance, and..." The boy with Kaneki Ken's ID and appearance shook his head.

"Although I prefer my own appearance, I can't use my original appearance now."

He pulled out a photo, enlarged it, and projected it in the air for others to see.

In the photo, in the middle of the dilapidated ruins, the young man locked in the bird cage looked silent and gloomy.

It's like a game cg, you can make up a whole story just by looking at the pictures.

For example, a prince lost his country and became a caged bird or something...

The prince who was destroyed by the kingdom is waiting to be rescued.

"How's it going? I just want to be a weak prince waiting for the brave to save me." Tsushima Shuji said confidently.

I don't feel that waiting to be rescued is something to be ashamed of.

"...Why didn't the prince break the cage and come out?" Scotland asked with a smile.

You have to break free from the **** yourself.

"Because that wouldn't be fun. The prince breaks the cage and the prince kills the enemy, so the hero will have no role." Tsushima Shuji said of course.

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