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"Game Over"

The game-over notification is shamefully displayed in front of your face.

You were forced to disconnect for only two seconds, and immediately opened the game to create a new account. Death is not terrible. As long as you can go back before Yuanyi turns 25, and return to his side, you can still continue The task of chasing and killing the ghost king is to catch that bastard Yansheng back and hang him.

Quick, fast, you anxiously look at the page loaded by the system, time is precious, and the relative flow rate of 1:100 makes you farther away from the short-lived fate every second.

"624'569 matching endpoints found"

"Random connection in progress"

The birth point must be Japan Japan Japan... you pray silently.

But just like the fucking things you have experienced in the past few cosmic years, your luck will always betray you at the most critical moment. When you open your eyes again, you are randomly transported to London, England, where the plague is rampant.

you:"……"

"God..." The human beings selected by the system prayed to you dying: "Please, please end this black nightmare and give alms to your poor people..."

you:"……"

You: "Sorry to bother you."

You click on the panel, and are about to log out and continue to shake the number. Unexpectedly, the human beings who were dying just now suddenly come back to life, jump up and hug your thighs and cry for help. You are covered with tears and mucus from the cut on your body.

You were so annoyed by crying, and finally softened your heart for the sake of the other party being a painter, and renegotiated the contract with humans, reducing the troublesome historical task of ending the plague to saving London.

"Thank you for your kindness," said the painter, and disappeared contentedly.

With a numb face, you turned your head and went out and set fire to most of the city. The rats that were the source of the Black Death disappeared because of the fire, and the plague in London subsided.

madness.You said that you didn't know who you were scolding, and you committed suicide and went offline to reincarnate again.

As a result, the second time you open your eyes, you become an Indian infected with smallpox.

The third time you open your eyes you become a Russian serf.

When I opened my eyes for the fourth time...

You try this dozens of times before you lose your patience and give up on returning to Japan.

If you fail, you will fail, you think dejectedly, anyway, it is too late to go back now, and there is no point in continuing to toss.

You slumped on the balcony in depression, swearing at the Harry Lake in front of your house for several days, and then you were arrested by the boss who came to work and went to work. It was not until you were on vacation four years later that you learned from your colleagues that Yuanyi finally survived 80-year-old news.

"Wow, let me tell you, that handsome guy's life is really hard." The colleague said, "Do you know that after you died, the ghost who killed you put your body together under the tree, and he I was dumbfounded when I saw you when I went out, and stood by the side of the road in a daze for a long, long time."

you:"……"

"Then he buried your body and searched everywhere for your knife, but he couldn't find it after nearly 60 years of searching. When he was in his 80s, he wandered around at night and met his brother, and he was cut in two."

you:"……"

The colleague was heartbroken: "My God, how could there be such a tragedy in this world? Isn't there any hero who is willing to stand up and fight for justice, and cut down Wu Mi, the source of all evil?"

you:"……"

You: "Shut up! Bring me the number!"

The above is all your black history since the Warring States Period.

Among them, the tragedy of self-deception and other unknown secrets are naturally not enough for outsiders to understand. You pick and choose and tell the rest of the story to Tanjiro. He listened silently, and said: "This Can……"

It's a sad story indeed.

You guessed what he meant to say.

"It happened hundreds of years ago." You wrote lightly, "Is there anything else you want to ask?"

Tanjiro shook his head, "This information is enough, thank you, Ms. Kazushin."

He took back the two knives from your hand and put them away with great care.You chatted a few more words, but because the whole team of Ghost Killing Squad is busy with intensive training now, as Zhu Shitou doesn't have much free time, the two of them will leave you soon, you didn't get along with Yuan The offspring approached the idea of ​​a good relationship, stuffed them with candy and went back to the room.

Then came the boring skittle training.

Although this time the game does not have the main task of living to the age of 80, you still do not intend to activate the stripes. You are an old ruler after all. It's a stupid thing to lose value like a god trade.

So you decide to go down the drain.

The [-]-meter marathon of Yinzhu Yusui Tianyuan, the fruit ninja of Kasumizu Tokitomuichiro, the ballet yoga of Lianzhu Ganluji Miri, and the wooden man hide-and-seek in Snakezhu Ihe Xiaoba—these inexplicable trainings were all You skipped it a hundred times faster by hanging up the phone, and when your character was about to transfer to Yanzhu Purgatory for the next stage of special training, you received a new task.

There are rumors of ghosts appearing in a small town near Kamakura in the southwest of Tokyo. It seems that the swordsman who was sent to investigate before lost the news again.

Probably because of the special situation recently, my lord has summoned a few swordsmen who were born in Kamakura or have been on missions nearby to deal with the rumors. You happen to belong to the former, and you were assigned to the team without hesitation, as the team leader to command everyone action.

"Quick battle and quick decision." BIO said so.

When you went online again, your character had already left for two days. The team you led this time consisted of about a dozen people, most of whom were above level five. Aba got acquainted with each other when he hung up the phone, and made a lot of noise along the way, thanking himself for escaping from endless training and going on missions.

You listened for a while, and found that you were respectfully and distantly separated from the chat range by the team members under you.

This is normal, not everyone is as easy to get along with as Zenitsu Tanjiro, there are many reasons for you to be accepted by humans, and there are also many reasons for you to be shunned by humans, you don't care about it, and continue to maintain the original mode of action.

Because most of the team members this time are locals, it didn’t take you much effort to inquire about the location and details of the mission—a herbal gathering family on the outskirts of this small town was suddenly wiped out a few days ago, and a family of seven collapsed scattered. In the house, the body was cut neatly and tattered, as if it was cut by some sharp object, or bitten by a wild animal. No one could tell whether the family had met a thief or a wolf, and all kinds of rumors suddenly spread. everywhere.

It is a very typical case of evil spirits entering and attacking people. You have dealt with at least dozens of similar tragedies in the past six months.

You judged so, and led the team to the scene of the murder before dark.

The old house where someone died is dilapidated and desolate. I don’t know if it was the work of the ghosts at the time, or if someone came to rummage through it after greedy for this inheritance. I'll report back to you when I get the leads.

The swordsmen consciously formed a team, assigned their respective investigation areas and then left in twos and threes. You looked around and found that only you and a black-haired and thick-browed swordsman were left alone.

So you ask, "Want to act with me?"

The swordsman with arms crossed frowned slightly when he heard this, he glanced at you and said coldly: "No need."

You see a hint of disgust in the other person's eyes.

You are familiar with this dislike—when you are walking on the streets of the prosperous Tang Dynasty without wearing a mask like other women, when you tell the matchmaker who came to your door that you are going to practice martial arts, when you are dressed neatly People always look at you like that when you walk through the backcountry.

"Oh." You said, quickly put away the friendliness on your face, and walked away without looking back.

You choose a room at random and go in to analyze the dried blood on the floor. You look around and are about to look in the closet when you suddenly hear a horrified howl from the next room.

"What's wrong?" You asked loudly, drew your knife and rushed out, and saw the door of the corner room was wide open, half of the corpses of the team members were lying on the ground.

you:"……"

Grass, is it possible that the ghost of Miemen's family hasn't left yet?

You are startled, thinking what the hell is so abnormal, you dare to go back to the scene of the crime to sneak attack, you approached vigilantly with a knife, and the sound of system prompts rang in your ears.

"Hei Si Mou, one of the top strings who seems to be familiar with you, found you, do you want to join the battle?"

You froze for a moment, then your back felt cold, a bone-cold killing intent came from behind you, you turned around to block, but it was useless, the opponent's attack was faster, the red knife light flashed before your eyes, you reacted Not enough time, the right hand flew down to the distance together with the Sun Wheel Knife.

Tick-tock-tick, the blood flowed down the section of your arm unstoppably. You looked up in astonishment while clutching the severed limb, and saw a man with six eyes and a black-purple kimono standing at the end of the corridor with a knife.

【Lv.896】

HP: 439683/439683

NP: 0/3

you:"……"

...WTF?

You stared suffocatingly at the Hei Mou who was 800 levels higher than you, and once again realized the impermanence of the world.

You fucking... You fucking just go out to do a side mission, why do you still meet the strongest elite boss in the game?

This is good, now that no teammate who can fight is around, and his hands are gone, and his knife is gone. Is it possible to find a way to smear the opponent's face with blood?

That's too difficult!

You are crazy, thinking about the way to escape, and the winding ghost who looks like the second apostle Lilith in EVA has already held a knife behind his back, as if preparing to attack again, your heart suddenly opens, and you immediately open the transparent world, relying on stretching Perception to delay time.

Heishimu's movements are broken down section by section in your eyes. He steps forward, twists his waist, and the red long knife full of eyeballs in his hand drives his arm and wrist to move in unison, and swings slowly with accumulated strength.

If there is no accident, this slash will split your body, cut you in two, and end the game.

However, you discovered an anomaly at this critical moment.

It is said that when people are close to death, they will see a psychedelic revolving lantern. It is that the brain is trying to find a way to avoid the current death from the past experience. Countless memories are interlaced and flashed before your eyes. The slash actually coincides with someone's action in your eyes, you suddenly wake up, and suddenly realize what the system's phrase "deja vu" means.

"...Yan Sheng?" You asked weakly.