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[The game failed and the ending was reached - Chainsaw Horror]

Before playing the game, Gojo Satoru didn't expect the npc inside to be so crazy.In his cognition, ghosts or zombies are most likely to dig out their hearts with their hands or kill people with a knife. Holding a chainsaw is really beyond his expectations.He raised his head and turned his neck, covering the intact skin with one hand, his face was ugly.

After returning to the loading hall, he almost got rid of the pain, but the memory that was corroded by strong acid and imprinted in his mind was not so easy to forget.Wujo realized that the sound of the chainsaw roared in his ears now, and the feeling of his flesh being pulled back and forth by the saw blades, and the feeling of being cut was wrapped in his fantasy. The deep pain that seemed to have substance spread from his brain to his whole body, sweeping every nerve of his body.

Is this really just a game?Could he really be manipulated by the game so easily?

The over-stimulating pain made Gojo Satoru start to think about such problems, and he sat cross-legged on the ground, leaning on his head with one hand.

In the game, not only all kinds of feelings are extremely real, but also the oppressive feeling of dying. Gojo Satoru knows that these are realized through various circuits in the helmet, but the effect of the real experience is still beyond his imagination. .It can be said that he was completely sealed by that body, even though he had various fighting skills, he couldn't use them normally, and could only be weak and let others slaughter him.

In addition, even npc is very different from general vr.There are only four NPCs who have met him so far, and the couple's early death with a sense of mission did not leave any more impression on Gojo Satoru, so his observation focus is actually on Sakai Natsuki.

If he hadn't known in advance that she was a game character, Gojo Satoru felt that treating her as a real person would not feel inconsistent at all, as if he had played a two-player game.She has her own thinking and rich emotions. When facing him, the various tiny expressions are incredibly vivid, and there is no trace of formulaic data piled up.

Except that it will guide him in time.Gojo Satoru found that in the game, Sakai Natsuki played the role of a guide, not the scary role he imagined.Compared with Ron Charles who appeared later, who cut off his head with a chainsaw, Gojo Satoru thought she was so cute.

Why is it that some people said Sakai Nana was scary when I bought it?Obviously very friendly.

She will tell him the background of the game in the chat, and when he goes further and further in the wrong direction, she will bring up another possibility.But what's with this feeling of being in a rush to get off work... Gojo Satoru thought of her panting proposal to go upstairs, and Sakai Natsuki's plan to show him when he was thinking about the possibility of jumping to the second floor He moved, rubbing his chin with confused eyes.

Presumably this is programmed?Provide appropriate assistance to players when they get stuck?

If you think about it that way, it's still a game.

Gojo Satoru sighed and got up from the ground, shaking his head inexplicably.He checked his save record on the screen and re-entered the game.

The closest save point is where he fell from the upstairs.As soon as Gojo Satoru entered the game, he was surrounded by overwhelming soreness. He looked at the surrounding scenes full of corpses, and the flashlight reflected an unusual light when it passed through the bloody places.

The dark environment finally provided a little convenience at this time.The divergent light path hit the corpse, making the black blood stains and broken pieces of flesh as dim as faded, and faintly whitish.Gojo Satoru narrowed his eyes slightly. He approached the reflective place, squatted down and found a glass bottle among a pile of broken organs.

The transparent bottle was almost completely stained with dried blood, and the fluid from the intestines, pancreas and other organs made it sticky and disgusting.Gojo Satoru really didn't want to touch such things with his hands, so he tore off a piece of cloth from the corpse next to him, picked up the bottle with the cloth.

It was similar to the one he had found on the second floor, but it was slightly bigger, and it was already empty, no liquid.Gojo Satoru couldn't see if there were any scratches on the bottle because it was too dirty, so he wiped it vigorously with a cloth, and found that the stains stuck to it couldn't be wiped off, so he wrapped the bottle and put it in his backpack.

Then came the fight with Ron.With the previous round of experience, Gojo Satoru was not frightened by the zombies locked on both sides of the passage this time, but it was not so much that he avoided the fright because of his concentration, it was better to say that they didn't want to do anything at all.

The zombie that jumped up with half of its head cut off fell on the ground motionless as if it was completely dead, and the zombie standing opposite it against the iron railing just looked at him quietly.Gojo Satoru stood in the corridor and waited for a while out of curiosity, but they ignored him.

If it weren't for the chainsaw maniac in front of him, Gojo Satoru actually wanted to tease them a little bit, but this idea is destined to be impossible.He withdrew his eyes from the zombie with some regret, and carefully looked forward after checking the bullets in the gun.

Thanks to his keen hearing, Gojo Satoru heard the heavy and slow footsteps ahead when he passed the second corner, and he stopped immediately, holding his breath and waiting for Ron to appear.

The gunshot filled the quiet underground passage the moment the man emerged, but Gojo Satoru was disappointed to find that his attack seemed to have no effect on Ron.Obviously he had already shot the gun into his body, but Ron's movements only paused for a few seconds, and then resumed his actions.

After the special forces mutated, they were simply monsters.The recoil of the gun had already made Gojo Satoru feel a little numb in his hands. He ran back and replaced with a new magazine, but all the bullets hit Ron as lightly as candy, basically causing him no difficulty.

Kujou let Gojo Satoru know that he was out of ammunition, the cold water dripped across his back, and he ran wildly with a livid face.

"Little kitten? Have you had enough fun?"

Ron Charles' contemptuous tone clearly showed that he didn't take the white-haired girl's attack seriously at all. He roughly dug out the bullet remaining in his hand with his nails, and excitedly raised the chainsaw in his hand: "Then It's my turn."

Speechless.Gojo Satoru had never been so aggrieved before. He listened to the silver-haired man's eccentric words, and he crazily complained that the game was not fair at all.

Why can a special soldier hold a chainsaw and he, as a weak chicken with strength 20, doesn't have some useful equipment?Isn't this clearly preventing him from passing the level?

The dead end came faster than Wujo Satoru expected under the non-stop running. He panted and looked at the pile of corpses he hit after falling, and became colleagues with them in the frantic rotation of the chainsaw.

When Gojo Satoru was alive, he clearly felt the severe pain of being split from the shoulders downwards. The heart-piercing pain of the bones being sawed off one by one made his eyes go dark. When he opened it again, He was already back in the loading hall.

[The game failed, the achievement ended——scored twice]

"It's poisonous!" The staring young man rubbed his white hair in dissatisfaction, and clicked without hesitation when he saw the word Complaint in the lower right corner of the light screen, "Complain and complain! This is completely bullying Underage!"

The reply from the system was also quick, as if he had already expected him to do this.

【Your complaint has been received.Sorry to bring you a bad gaming experience.Please click the link below to participate in the survey. Your opinion is very valuable to the game, and the production team will definitely pay attention to your reasonable suggestions. 】

A light blue link appeared at the bottom of this passage, Gojo Satoru snorted angrily, clicked on the complaint link in a murmur, and began to express his feelings after answering a few simple questions.

"Is the game made by your company a little unreasonable? Why don't players have enough weapons to protect themselves when they are so weak? We play games for fun, so it's meaningless, so I'll play with you What's the use of your game? Is it for self-torture?"

"My suggestion is to send a weapon library to each player, so that we can freely choose weapons and get the most game experience. Of course, if it is not realistic to send it to everyone, then you can send it to me alone , thank the production team in advance."

The characters automatically entered by voice were displayed on the screen one by one. Gojo Satoru checked whether there were any typos, and then clicked send.

[Thank you for your answer, I wish you a happy game. 】

"very good."

Gojo Satoru clapped his hands, the depression of losing the game eased a little.He rubbed his shoulders and entered the game again.

This time Gojo Satoru tried to take another path.He looked up at the big hole where he fell, stepped on the hillside made of corpses and rubble, and tried to climb up, but the bare stone wall didn't give him any place to climb.After trying a few times, he finally gave up on the idea, squatting on the ground thinking about the possibility that he had beaten Ron.

Almost 0%.The ability to judge the situation allowed Gojo Satoru to come up with the answer in an instant. He pulled his hair, and unexpectedly, Sakai Natsuki's star-like smile appeared in his mind.

I don't know if it's useful to call Nazuki?

Gojo Satoru was startled by this absurd idea, shook his head and headed for the dark corridor.

Under the guidance of the system, Natsuki Sakai came to the garage behind the bungalow. She squatted on the ground and stared at the inconspicuous door on the wall. She stretched out her legs and did a stretching motion: "Why is Wu-chan always dying? My legs It's all a little numb..."

[I don’t know, the map shows that she’s been underground, maybe she’s stuck. 】

"Isn't there just some zombies locked in the prison? She wasn't afraid just now, how could she get stuck?"

The blond girl sat down on the ground, propped her body back with her hands, and shook her feet: "I didn't even go in and cause damage."

【Eh?Didn't I tell you? 】

【There is a mutated Ron Charles in it~】

The lazy expression on Sakai Natsuki's face froze a bit, and the halo in the lake green eyes gradually extinguished.She thought of Gojo Wujo holding her hand coquettishly and her acting like a baby, and took a deep breath: "System sauce."

"...We won't be stuck here forever, will we?"

【No way?But certainly not so soon. 】

Before she could recover from this terrifying thought, the automatic broadcast from the system rang in Sakai Natsuki's ears.

[Player Gojo Satoru dies, and the game world resets after three seconds. 】

The game screen piled up by data simulation is gradually turning into light particles and falling apart.Sakai Natsuki clenched her fists with grief and indignation, the veins on her forehead throbbed: "No, I have to find a way."

The author says:

Wu-chan who can't beat npc because she is too delicate~

And the friendly and helpful Nazuki-chan~?