Zongman, Rebirth of the Heaven-Defying Kirito

Chapter 2: A Test Before Kirito's Reincarnation

"Is there such a good thing? Let me travel to another world?"

The young man has also watched quite a few anime and comics about other worlds. Every protagonist in that other world has a harem full of concubines. If such a good thing happens to him, he would be luckier than winning 10 billion in a lottery ticket.

"Yes, now I'll take you to the cross-border office." After saying that, the hooded man stretched out his hand to release golden energy, apparently to build a portal.

"Wait!" The young man's voice suddenly sounded, dispersing the hooded man's golden energy.

"Anything else?" the hooded man confirmed again.

The young man turned around, sat down again, picked up the mouse and looked at the computer: "Let me finish this game!"

……

The Hooded Man had sent hundreds of people to other worlds, if not dozens, and many of them had made similar requests.

Some people want to format their phones, some people want to clear their computer disks and browsing history. Most people just go through it directly, and some even think it’s a waste of time and punch through the screen.

Thinking of this the hooded man also began to wait.

Five minutes passed~

"1600~Exclusive for going home~"

Ten minutes passed~

"Who called me a maggot? Look at me performing a Starburst Air Stream Slash~"

Twenty minutes passed~

"The battle is getting intense, but don't panic, I'll lead you to victory."

Thirty minutes passed~

"Why do the opponents have all the artifacts? I only have four items. Who gave them to me?"

“It’s just you!” The hooded man couldn’t help it anymore and finally punched the young man on the head.

boom!

"Are you leaving or not? I've been waiting for you for half an hour. If you don't leave, I'll go with you." The hooded man's voice was full of anger.

In just 30 minutes, the hooded man had seen through the young man, who was both inexperienced and playful. Such a person should be sent to another world as soon as possible, so as not to let his teammates go to jail if he stays in this world.

"No, I can't leave yet. My teammates still need me." The young man still argued.

[Tong Chong, just hang up, you can win! ]

They both saw the window in the dialog box at the same time.

The hooded man looked at Kirito again, with a hint of teasing in his eyes, as if telling him: What other excuses do you have?

"Don't blame me, really don't blame me. It must be the Interpreter's fault. Once I sell it, my teammates will definitely need me."

"I'm abandoning my old friends for victory!"

Looking at the young man who was still operating, the hooded man sighed and said, "The time is up. If you don't leave now, you'll have to wait for your luck. Don't blame me for not reminding you."

After saying that, the hooded man turned into a black shadow and disappeared. At the moment, a semi-trailer truck on the street near the community received the message.

"There are people who can really refuse the conditions of traveling to another world. I said that those people in the reincarnation office were too gentle recently. But it's not a problem anymore. If you want to ask why, it's because I'm here."

The driver muttered to himself while his hands had already turned the key and shifted gears.

Then Dayun began to roar on the street, and when it reached its fastest speed, it turned into a beam of light and disappeared at the end of the street.

The moment it disappeared, it reappeared in mid-air on the floor where the young man was, and flew straight towards the study where he was.

A Dayun truck broke through the wall and entered. The license plate read "Shengtian". The young man was hit by the huge impact force just in the moment he reacted.

"Ah? My home is on the twelfth floor!" This was what the young man saw and his last words.

——Time dividing line——

The Office of Reincarnation in Another World is a point that many time travelers must pass through. Just like reincarnation after death, one needs to complete the registration of the time travel passport here. Only those who hold the time travel passport can travel through time.

At this moment in the reincarnation office, behind the desk was a man in a suit whose face could not be seen clearly. He was examining the two people in front of the desk with Ikari Gendō's classic movements.

The formal hooded man in front of the desk and the young man he brought with him.

"So you knocked him out and brought him here?" the man in the suit confirmed.

The hooded man said timidly: "Yes, it was a little tough, but the mission was successfully completed."

"What's your name?" The man in the suit turned to the young man next to him for confirmation.

"My name is Kirito, and they used to call me the Black Swordsman~" The young man smiled like a confident boy.

The man in the suit picked up the young man's photo and compared it with that of Kiritani Kazuto who was standing next to him. As expected, neither the target's appearance nor the name he said matched.

The young man in the photo looked like an ordinary, somewhat handsome man, while the one in front of him was Kirito's handsome face, which was enough to start a harem.

The hooded man felt that something was not right and knew that something was wrong with his work, but he could not express his pain. He did not know why the soul in the young man's body was in the form of Kazuto Kiritani.

Playing Kirito?

This kind of thing is unheard of.

“Is this what you call a successful mission?” The man in the suit glanced at the man in the hood with a stern look.

“No…no…I really don’t know. It was still him when I brought him here. Who knew…who knew that it wasn’t him inside. No, no, it was still him inside, but the inside and outside were different. This is the first time I’ve encountered such a thing, Director. Please don’t deduct my salary.” The hooded man began to quibble for his salary.

After hearing this, the man in the suit fell into deep thought. Then he said, "You wait," and walked out of the room.

When the man in the suit returned, he also brought back a square machine.

"This is a lie detector. It will go off if you tell a lie. Your life experience is unique, so I'm going to test you to prove that you are you. Do you understand?"

Before Kirito could answer, the hooded man leaned on his shoulder and carried him over: "Brother Kirito, just answer the questions honestly later. My salary will be in your hands."

"Don't worry, I'm an honest person, but I have very strong skills."

The man in the suit cleared his throat and said, "Let's start the test now. You can try it first."

Kirito thought for a moment: "Acidity is a good game."

"Beep~" the machine made a sound.

"As long as we gather four kings, we can win the game~"

"Beep~" the machine made a sound.

"Madoka is extremely powerful"

"Beep~" the machine made a sound.

"I like having Emiya Feilong in my family"

"Beep~" The machine made a sound again.

"Okay, okay, actually I like being Emiya, if Kirito isn't chosen."

Quiet~

"If Emiya is chosen, then I will choose Feilong. If Feilong is chosen, then I will choose Tina~"

Quiet~

"Even though I was chosen, I can still play Death God White Tiger~"

Quiet~

The hooded man who was listening nearby was dumbfounded. He knew that this guy was a coward, but he didn't expect him to be so cowardly. He wanted to go up and punch him again.

Only the man in the suit kept flipping through various records while listening to Kirito's description.

Kirito thought it was about time: "Then let's start the test."

The man in the suit stopped flipping through the documents in his hands and said, "No need to test it."

The hooded man's heart trembled. He thought, he wouldn't find any flaws. If that happened, I would lose my salary and my life.

The man in the suit continued, "After your description, I looked up the information and found that there is no one more wicked than you in the entire world. So you are me! You are me!"

The hooded man's trembling heart did not stop, but this time it turned into excitement.

"But according to the regulations, you do not meet the requirements for reincarnation into another world. Your soul is not the same inside and outside. The appraisal result is that you are playing with acid. And since you have come to our reincarnation office, you can't go back."

"Then what should we do?" Kirito said before the man in the suit finished speaking: "We have come to this place, and we can't go to the other world, and we can't go home either."

The man in the suit continued, "Then follow the normal reincarnation process. Since you didn't have any outstanding merits in your previous life and you like to play games and betray your teammates, you should be punished to ten years of manual labor in hell."

"Wait...wait, what do you mean by ten years of forced labor?! I've lived half my life and even if I haven't done anything meritorious, I've worked hard." Kirito, who had just reacted, shouted in surprise.

"That's true. You've been playing Acidity for eight years. If we calculate based on one day above ground equals one year underground, that's equivalent to you serving in the Netherworld Prison for eight hundred years. So by this calculation, you have more years of service than I do." The man in the suit looked at Kirito with some satisfaction.

"what?"

"Originally I wanted you to save the other world, but considering your hard work and contributions, I will now let you reincarnate into the second dimension. The time has come, take him to reincarnate!" The man in the suit ordered the man in the hood, leaving Kirito no time at all.

The hooded man immediately restrained Kirito after receiving the order: "I'm sorry, brother Kirito, you should sacrifice yourself for the greater good."

"Hey, hey, hey, isn't it for your salary? Not my gua..."

Before Kirito could finish his words, the hooded man threw him into the golden vortex again and lit a cigarette afterwards.

"Boss, is it really okay for us to do this?" asked the hooded man.

The man in the suit sighed, "This is also a poor child. He is less than 30 years old, but he has been trapped by sourness for more than a third of his life. That's it. I hope he can avoid suffering in the next life in the second dimension."

The hooded man seemed to be thinking about something, not sure if it was out of sympathy or pity: "Don't worry, Brother Tong, I will use my salary to buy you the best cheats."