Seeing Phedra Henry looking at herself, the kind girl said, "Right. I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Amaya Yuki, from Tokyo, Japan. I'm good at English because my father is English. I'm a dual national, if you don't mind."
Phedra Henry shook hands with her, saying: "Thank you very much just now. My name is Phedra Henry from Los Angeles."
Amaya Yuki laughed: "Nothing. I happen to know a little Pandora. Tokyo University taught me, fortunately, I didn't skip classes."
Her smile faded, suddenly asking: "Where do you think we are now?"
"Foremost, I can only say it's not Earth. I guess we're out in space, specifically where we are."
Amaya Yuki said: "Yes, there's no place on Earth that can kidnap and detain more than a hundred thousand people without being caught by the police. Given the situation, everyone was taken here unconscious, my last memory was in the bedroom, and I was here when I closed my eyes and opened my eyes."
Phedra Henry was quiet.
The werewolf, called Bridget George, frowned at the young man in a black uniform with a smile: "Aren't you dead?"
"I heard you two talking earlier. Coincidentally, I graduated from the University of Tokyo," - Said the young man in black uniform who did not pay attention to Bridget George, smiling kindly at Phedra Henry and Amaya Yuki.
"What are you?"
"Is this year's World Cup coming in?"
"Huh? Which national team?"
"China."
Amaya Yuki "oh" on an: "Chinese team, yes… well…"
"Okay, you don't have to say it. It's been 2002." - The young man in the black uniform frowned.
Amaya Yuki asked: "So, are you Chinese?"
The young man in the uniform shrugged his shoulders: "No. That's all I'm asking."
Amaya Yuki: "…"
Amaya Yuki asked again: "So what are you?"
"Have you tried beef noodles?"
Amaya Yuki did not keep up with him: "Which country are you from?"
Phedra Henry felt that the young man in the uniform was too friendly, and he seemed to know the ferocious werewolf, unable to look out for this man.
Amaya Yuki and the young man in black uniforms turned into Japanese communication, and when he asked about Amaya Yuki's relatives, her eyes suddenly blushed, with tears on their faces.
Phedra Henry knows she is homesick, even though she was so calm, she was suddenly taken to such a strange place, who could have kept it calm.
The young man in the uniform talked to Amaya Yuki, captured his sympathetic look, and turned his attention to Phedra Henry: "Hello, my name is Beatrix Henry. Well, we're together. You..."
"Are we that close?"
Beatrix Henry said with a big smile: "I know. You're American. I heard you talking earlier. So you see, I'm still speaking English."
Phedra Henry looked at Beatrix Henry's neck, without a necklace: "You speak English very well."
Beatrix Henry, who saw his eyes staring at his neck, raised his right hand, saying: "It's all thanks to the props you bought at the system store. You can buy one later when you accumulate enough points. Sometimes you need to communicate, but you can understand NPC's language. The interpreter system, but the language between the players is different. So this is a very necessary prop. It's hard."
In Beatrix Henry's hand, was a mysterious black marble engagement ring on his ring finger, much more beautiful than a werewolf's silver necklace. It's a different style, but it's the same thing.
Beatrix Henry put his hand on his shoulder, and patted him twice, pointing to the werewolf: "Bridget George, the famous werewolf prince from Pandora."
Bridget squints her wolf eyes like she'll come and bite the neck any minute.
Phedra Henry unconsciously raised his hand to touch his neck.
Amaya Yuki wiped away her tears, and when she heard what Beatrix Henry said to Phedra Henry, she said: "What do you mean by the props, the system store you just mentioned? What do you mean, we're newbies? Old? Why do you seem to understand this strange game so well?"
Beatrix Henry smiles at Amaya Yuki, who keeps asking questions, without answering her immediately.
He closed his eyes and thought for a moment, and suddenly clapped his forehead: "Yes, I almost forgot. Bridget George, why are you standing here? The gentleman's seat is over there?"
Bridget frowns, and Beatrix Henry quickly opens his way.
Amaya Yuki called out in surprise: "Hey..."
Beatrix Henry replied unflinchingly: "By the way... The day is coming."
Amaya Yuki opened her eyes wide: "That day?"
It's Judgment Day.
Beatrix Henry said: "Before that day comes, numerous players will be chosen by the system to participate in the game first. To make it easy to imagine, in a geographical way. Bridge. Is it a preliminary round? Yes, that's right. That day is the season. We're going to compete for the trophy in the final round. I mean, we had to go through infinite loops, find a way to survive, and accumulate. If you fail, of course. It's the same for preliminary bees. It's because you're eliminated, you can't make it to the final season. Besides, those who pass the preliminary round will receive benefits and benefits separately, which will be very beneficial when the final season begins. And when the game officially begins, a random number of new players will be added to the random player."
Amaya Yuki bit her dissatisfied lips: "Why us? We have no experience, unlike you who have been trained, it is unfair!"
"Training?"
Beatrix Henry glanced at Amaya Yuki, who was not happy: "I don't think it's called training to play this damn game first. There's no difference between front and back. The player who failed. I get the same, fair result."
Amaya Yuki's chest was filled with anxiety: "You're going to leave the game and go home, aren't you? If you're left, you're going to keep playing."
Beatrix Henry didn't answer.
Amaya Yuki persistently asked questions, as if begging him to give her the answer she expected: "Most games work that way. Right?"
Phedra Henry doesn't think so: "If the people who have played this game fail to return home, why haven't we heard anything about the game all this time? Excuse me.”
Amaya Yuki, who has a psychology of hope, said, "Are they using player memory erasure to secure information?"
Beatrix Henry burst into laughter.
The winking atmosphere is frozen.
Amaya Yuki bit her teeth: "What are you laughing about? Why are you laughing? Is it funny?”
The corners of Beatrix Henry's mouth went up: "No, no. Just because your innocence and optimism make me feel so lovely."
He sighed: "What's that question? What kind of person is the best at keeping secrets?"
Phedra Henry suddenly slowed down.
Beatrix Henry's accent sounds like flirting at first, but he doesn't mean Amaya Yuki is cute, but he laughs.
Laughing at her naive idea that failure will erase her memory and return home.
What kind of person keeps secrets the best? It's not like... A dead man?
Beatrix Henry's gaze stopped on Phedra Henry's face, saw his expression frozen, knew he had guessed, and gently asked: "Why?"Phedra Henry asked: "How many players are there in the preliminary round?"Beatrix Henry touched his eyebrows and recalled: "A hundred thousand? Two hundred thousand?"Beatrix Henry turns left and right, estimates the number of players, and says to Bridget: "Oh, there's a lot. It's like over three hundred this time. It's a thousand people.”Bridget doesn't react, and the large white wolf's tail flapping up and down indicates impatience."Wait a minute." Phedra Henry suddenly noticed a key issue: "He said he would be treated well after the excellent qualifying round. It's very beneficial for the end of the season."Beatrix Henry nodded."So how many people survived the preliminary round?"Bridget bowed his head and looked at him, the emerald pupils sparkled with extraordinary light.The corners of Beatrix Henry's lips were bent up, and then hurriedly raised his
Beatrix Henry said: "Look to the side."The person in the 5th seat is a teenager. Heian-era black hair, dressed in Japanese clothes, was dozing off, his head was up in the air, snoring.Beatrix Henry said: "Ichiko Kichirou."“He uses his real name, too?”"Depending on whether the player wants to reveal his real name to them or not.""Lazy sinner." He said leisurely: “He's also a Yin Yang master.""Yin Yang master? Is it an S-level prop?"Something like that. Unlike S-class props, pants. After completing his hidden mission, Kichirou received the status of a lost son from his family, the Kichirou clan in the S-class vice . Master Yin Yang is a master of magic, understanding Yin Yang Taoism, famous for his ability to summon and use "Shiki".Phedra Henry's eyebrows twitch. It's been 2322, there's still a believer in the world with demons and the exorcist can drive them out?Beatrix Henry patted him on the shoulder: "You believe in science. Why don't you explain why we'r
In the smaller circles, there were not a few beasts from Pandora's planet, all their bright eyes in one direction, without an appointment, glued to his face and Bridget George.On the fourth throne, the Emperor frowned: "Bridget looking for a successor?"The beautiful mermaid, No. 7, said with a worried look: "I think it's right to want to kill."The white-haired man, No. 6, dressed as a vampire count with a smile, said: "The dry wolf finally realized the pleasure of enjoying human flesh. Oh, a beautiful man. That wolf has good eyes. What should I do? I want to make it, too!"Teacher Yin Yang No. 5 woke up from a heated conversation, wiped his drool through the speaker with his sleeve, blinking: "Did you eat? Is it time to eat?"In the air, small circles also began to stir.Below, the right tail of Phedra Henry's eye was rubbed red, and the corners of his eyes were filled with physiological tears that looked very pitiful.Bridget looked at him indifferently: "Lying in front of me? You
On the huge screen, a bloodshot red text appeared.[Seven great sins, so-called great sins. Before Breaking Dawn Finally, you have to clean it up.][You have two options: to be judged or to be a human being judge a person.]"Everyone here has chosen to be the destroyer judge. To become a judge, to take the status of a noble judge, it is necessary to be appointed to clean up all one's dirty work."[If you succeed in the 7th round, you will be able to achieve your best. The High Judge.]"After clearing all the sins, the Judgment will receive them. The privileges are exclusive to the judge because the judge has been completely purged. The pure substance, from now on, is no longer bound by the body of players, so you can choose to be an NPC or simply leave the game forever."One of the crowd raised his hand: "Let me ask you!"The fat rabbit stopped.He timidly asked: "It means I'm the only one who needs it. Will the Judge go away from home?""Not only can I go home, but more than that," -
Don't know where the fat rabbit got a speaker, smiling, saying: "The game will start in a few minutes. Please get ready!"The crowd began to stir.There are still people who don't believe what's happening in front of them is true, urging those who are close to each other to join forces to find a way out.The fat rabbit sighed: "Please don't appeal to or provoke other players to disturb the order. Now I'll open the door for you.”People didn't expect the unexpected result to come out in unison, anxious to ask it: "Are you going to let us go?"The expression of the fat rabbit was filled with sadness: "If that's your choice."After a sigh, the dome of the hall slowly rose. The glass is transparent on all sides, but the image outside the glass is a space. It's as black as ink.On the transparent glass surface, there are suddenly numerous light-emitting doors that shine brightly.The crowd looked at each other suspiciously, and after the death of several players, there was psychology of fe
The plump rabbit covered his mouth with his hand, trying to suppress his excitement: "Let's watch your ship take off."The rabbit finished talking, and the dome was raised again. This time, the appearance outside the transparent glass is no longer a dark space like ink.Behind the glass panel is a large-capacity storage compartment. Just like this hall, the people standing closest to the window cannot see its end with the naked eye. Standing in the compartment, the players successfully escaped the hall, trying to get on the ship. The ship had no ladders to go up, the size was big, and there was no way to climb.When the people were depressed, the dome of the hall was raised again, and light came from the hall, shining endless darkness behind it like them.The people standing in the compartment found the faces of the people in the hall filled with horror. They are not afraid of being trapped. They are scared of something else.Those eyes were wide open, reaching out their hands to cove
Phedra Henry awoke in a small space, quiet enough to hear his chest throbbing and his heavy breathing.Phedra Henry's vision was as dark as ink, and the five fingertips could not be seen. He tried to move his arms and legs, and as soon as he lifted his arms, he hit something like a partition on both sides of his head. The pillow that he tried to fold hit the top wall.The upper partition is very close, only about half an arm away from Phedra Henry's face. When he moved, he hit the upper partition wall, which is like a sardine in a box. Phedra Henry, 1m80 tall, double-slides is quite long, now he can only stretch his legs that can't be folded, making him extremely uncomfortable.The partition, which had been hit hard several times, did not move, and when he switched to tapping with his hands, he made a blunt sound.Phedra Henry carefully touched up, if he had guessed correctly, he might be lying in a wooden coffin by now. Also, this wooden coffin is buried underground, so he told him h
More than half of the time has passed, and the clock is constantly counting down every second.The only source of light in the coffin is narrow and dark right now. It's a countdown time frame. The faint light sneezed on the outline of Phedra Henry's face, caressing the handsome face that was getting purple.His lips were tight, and his eyes closed.When buried alive in a coffin, the most important thing is to calm down. Fear and screaming not only don't help but also make his heart race, causing his lungs to inhale a lot of oxygen.He searched all over his body, but couldn't find any sharp objects to pierce a hole in the coffin. Phedra Henry tried to breathe with his nose very evenly and slowly.First, he was buried alive in a wooden coffin underground. Fortunately, the coffin was not made of metal, the irony was that he had no sharp object to pierce.Second, he doesn't have a bank password, he can't tell his best friend. Get out of here.Eventually, there's not much oxygen left down