[Comprehensive] It's the end of the world again

The super high school-level detective suddenly stood up, turned his head and said to the only person on the scene who knew everything: "Let's go."

Hinata Chuang didn't seem to expect that she would be the first to make a choice, he froze for a moment, then smiled wryly and motioned her to look at the companions who were unwilling to leave.

Kyoko Kiritaki looked around coldly for a week, and the pale detective seemed to have lost the last trace of warmth: "But someone must come to end this ridiculous game."

Shishen Baiye raised the corners of his lips and walked to the detective's side.

"Impossible!" Asahina Aoi grabbed her arm. The strength of the athlete's desperation should not be underestimated. It seemed that even the arm bone was in pain. She looked at the detective in panic, "If... if here If it is destroyed, Sakura will really die!"

"But she's already dead." The detective said calmly, "The great student here...and everyone, it's just your imagination, she's already dead."

The person in front of her suddenly raised her head as if she was irritated, her face flushed red, she seemed to want to say something to the detective angrily, but when she saw that person's expression, she forgot what she wanted to say—— The detective's expression was far less calm than her voice, and she didn't even have the strength to hide her soft and fragile side. Her eyes were clearly extremely sad, but she still looked into Asahina's eyes seriously, and said to her word by word: "They're dead."

They are dead.

A very light laughter came, like a crisp silver bell.

Super high school-level gambler Celeste lifted the corners of her skirt and bent slightly. She saluted her friends like a noble lady in the Middle Ages, with a reserved smile, but arrogant and arrogant.

"Please go and end this game, this should not be the place for you to stay."

"And we're going to get back to where we're supposed to be."

"May you be hope."

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This is a circular hall with sixteen seats in a circle below. There were no people on the platform that seemed to be prepared for debates, and instead there were tall portraits.

Her vision was inexplicably blurred, Qihai Chiaki blinked hard, and barely saw the portrait directly opposite her, but her eyes widened in horror.

That was his classmate, Hanamura Teruki.

The black-and-white portrait, which looks like a posthumous photo, is crossed with an ominous blood-red paint, which makes people easily think of some unpleasant plots in the movie.

If you look closely, the portraits around you seem to be all your classmates.

what on earth is it?

Qihai frowned, and was about to stand up and walk in for a little observation, but found that her hands and feet were tied to the chair. At this moment, she realized that she seemed to be sitting in a position similar to a trial.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, you're finally awake."

A doll bear that was divided into two, half black and half white suddenly appeared in front of her eyes. The girl hiding behind the doll's concealment skills is really not superb, and she can clearly see the pair of cute fan double ponytails.

Chiaki Nanami frowned: "Enoshima... Dunko?"

"No, it's Monokuma." The voice deliberately suppressed into a child's voice sounded a little cute, but the scene was a bit creepy. After playing in despair for a while, he found that the senior Qihai in front of him didn't respond at all, and then held his hands in boredom. Throwing his doll aside, he sat on the steps, "Senior Qihai, aren't you curious about where this is?"

The super high school-level game player lowered his eyes, and looked coldly at the girl who was very happy in directing and acting in front of him.

"This is the place where you once chose to kill your companions in order to keep yourself alive." Enoshima Junko looked up at her and smiled, "Look at Hanamura-senpai, he was turned into tonkatsu by the whole person. "

"Hey, don't you believe it?" With a beautiful face and desperate eyebrows, she pointed at the portrait directly opposite her. The next moment, the portrait moved like a screen, and the black and white portrait gradually became colorful.

Enoshima happily said in a tone like a narration: "Next, please enjoy the super perfect and desperate execution——Hanamura Tonkatsu!"

A pair of hands behind her fixed her head, opened her eyes, and forced her to look directly at the scene not far away.

Next, she witnessed with her own eyes the classmate she had been with for two years, a living human being, being doused with egg yolk, wrapped in flour, and made into a dish. The crispy, tender and browned human-shaped steak and the food that almost permeated the tip of her nose The scent made Qihai almost unable to control the desire to vomit, she wanted to close her eyes several times but was stopped by those hands, she could only watch everything that happened in despair.

"Can't take it anymore, Nanami-senpai?" Enoshima propped his chin with both hands, and tilted his head with a bit of girlish innocence. "There are other things, everyone is dead."

"……What do you want to do?"

"It's not what I want to do, it's them." The screen in front of her changed and switched to what seemed to be a monitor in a certain corridor. In the picture, a group of people seemed to be rushing in a certain direction, and there were many of her classmates and Friends, and some people I don't know.

The girl stood up suddenly, put a hand on her shoulder very intimately, and exhaled into her ear: "They are rushing here, but they are not here to save you."

"They're here to kill you."

In a trance, the hands that imprisoned her disappeared, replaced by a cold long needle piercing through the top of her head, before she felt a trace of pain, boundless despair and darkness overwhelmed her, but Enoshima Shield's body The voice still came from her ears clearly, and the seductive orator described to her one by one the executions of her precious friends in a brisk tone, as if enjoying a wonderful show. show.

"Senior Qihai, the hope they are pursuing is bringing your friends back to the abyss. Only here, hope is complete."

A sharp and cold dagger gently parted the rope tied around her wrist, and then the handle of the knife was placed in her palm. Enoshima Shield held the senior's hand, causing her to grab the dagger: "This is just a game. As a super high school level game player, you will definitely be able to pass the level this time."

As if the sun finally disappeared at the end of the earth, dark clouds filled the sky.

At the moment when the last ray of light disappeared, Nanami Chiaki gently moved her freed hand, holding the murder weapon in her palm.

Can't...let them go back to the world of despair...

"Okay, then the preparations are complete, and the wonderful performance is about to begin, please don't take your eyes away!"

Enoshima Dunko clapped his hands happily, got up and walked to another high platform, and pressed a red button.

At this moment, countless large or small screens all over the entire Peak of Hope suddenly lit up.

All the students stopped their original movements as if they had received some kind of hint, and this crazy campus fell into a weird and creepy silence.

The silence didn't last long, and a childish voice came out from the screen.

"School Broadcasting——School Broadcasting—"

This voice was very familiar, Hinata immediately raised his head and looked at the screen closest to them. Unexpectedly, the one on the high seat was not the bear doll that was divided into two by black, white, good and evil in his memory, but It was a girl with short pink hair that looked soft and clean. Her eyes were downcast and her expression was not very clear.

But in her hand she held a terrifyingly long dagger.

"Next, the head of the school, Monokuma, will present you with a final doomsday performance. I wish you all a happy game next week, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh."

The sky has been completely torn apart, the beautiful sunshine and white clouds are like memories from another life, the world is covered in an ominous and terrifying blood red, and the tallest iconic teaching building of Hope's Peak Academy is also covered with ghostly shadows.

But unexpectedly, those students who were originally frightened seemed to be appeased, and their expressions gradually became calm and docile. They looked at the picture on the screen seriously, as if they were waiting for a predetermined ending.

The still girl in the picture raised her eyes slowly as if she was suddenly awakened from a dream.

At this moment, they realized that those gentle and friendly glimmers in the past had completely disappeared.

"What... what's going on here?" Koizumi Mahiru was shocked, and the next moment, she saw Nanami Chiaki move her hand, and turned the dagger in her hand, aiming at her throat.

Familiar images flooded into his mind crazily, Hyuga Chuang suddenly thought of the girl who cut her throat with a dagger in the hall of the teaching building, struggling to crawl towards him in a pool of blood when she was dying, she His voice was hoarse, and his slit throat made a terrible sound like an old blower.

——We greeted with pious souls, but they sent slaughtering wooden horses.

——You... are dead...

"That's too late……"

Hinata Chuang murmured.

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Future agency headquarters.

"Mr. Zongfang, the program has crashed." The data monitor opened the running record and pointed to one of the lines of code, "From here on, the entire operating program has entered an endless loop, the logic reconstruction failed, and the excessive accumulation of data triggered the preset clear signal, and now it doesn’t exist anymore.”

Munekata Kyousuke, the current top leader of the Future Agency, raised his head from the dense data and looked at the people in the nutrition warehouse who had no signs of awakening in front of him, and asked, "What about living body consciousness?"

"The pop-up failed. During the self-evolution process of Peak of Hope's AI, it seems that the minimum limit is defined as the limit of human life. After collecting and analyzing their body data, the AI ​​consciousness judged that it did not pose a threat to life, and started again."

The irritability rose again, and Zong Fang took a deep breath: "Can you find out the reason for this collapse?"

"Foreign program...wrong," and then the monitor suddenly flipped forward the running records in front of him. The faint blue light cast on his face looked a little strange. He deciphered a word from a messy code, "Love ...Er...Min...?"

Ermine Allert.

Zong Fang seemed to realize something suddenly: "Search for this name!"

The built-in search system quickly presents all the data related to this term in front of the user, and the technicians are keenly aware that the behavior records of this character who may be fabricated by the world's AI consciousness have a strange sense of familiarity.

"Could it be some kind of information?"

The operator's hand movements are so fast that only afterimages can be seen, and the huge data codes in front of him are quickly sorted and reassembled, and the complicated information is eliminated, and the dazzling letters and numbers on the screen begin to decrease at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the end, there was only one line left on the screen, which was an email.

The email was empty, except for a video attachment, Zong Fang nodded, signaling that it could be opened.

A young man appeared in the picture, smiling at them from a world apart——

"Meet you for the first time, I'm Armin Arnold."

The author has something to say:

Amin is the omnipotent boss_(:з」∠)_

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读者“Arebing”,灌溉营养液+102017-11-0107:12:12