Dimensional Chat Room

Chapter 42 Joan of Arc and the Wasted Angel

Chapter 42 Joan of Arc and the Lost Angel

February 14th, Valentine’s Day.

The cold current blowing from Siberia turned into thick white clouds in the sky.

White snowflakes fall from the sky in a wide scattering.

The world between heaven and earth turned into a vast expanse of white.

"Such a scene can always remind people of Chipin's hatchet in purgatory, heading towards the end of a tragic death, with bright red flames roaring in sorrow."

Looking at the white color at the door, Ye You felt something.

"Yu?"

The pure white girl slipped her high-quality brown shoes onto her calves wrapped in a velvet jumpsuit, and the buttons on her black cotton coat were tightly buttoned to her neck, making her look like a little bird.

Qiong looked at his brother strangely. He always said some strange things sometimes.

"Nothing, let's go."

A purple umbrella opened with a snap, like a hydrangea blooming in the vast snow.

As soon as she arrived at the teaching building to change her indoor shoes, Ye You heard such hormonal remarks.

"White Day!"

"Ah, I must be favored by God. The white season is the best time to express love."

What a fuss, what’s so good about white.

This is also natural, the word 'atmosphere' is a rather subtle booster, enabling people to do things they would not normally dare to do.

However, for Megumi Kato, this seems to be just a dispensable breeze.

But it was still a breeze after all, so she prepared two small gifts, packed in exquisite square boxes.

"Ye You, Qiong."

"Thank you." Ye You and Qiong also expressed their feelings respectively, although they were just in principle.

But the main theme of the school is always learning, so it will not be shaken by such a festival.

When the teacher walked into the classroom with a thick stack of materials, the atmosphere of the past returned to the class.

Ye You logged into the chat room and saw blank.

"Have you finished watching Aozora: The Game of Life?"

"[](Sora): I read part of it."

"Aozora: That's it."

Ye You probably understood his mood.

In the first episode of "Game Life", Blank was summoned to another world, a world where games alone determine everything.

If this is true, then the world is just like the name - a game life.

The game needs to stay fresh, and there’s no point in knowing it in advance.

So Blank only saw part of it.

"I'm probably useless: [ ] I'm really good at playing games."

The useless angel appears.

Waste Angel, Neet Ji, Blank, they have a lot of time.

"[] (Sora): Because the game is very simple. It has a clear purpose and rules that must be followed. As long as there is probability, there is a sure way to win."

"[] (Sora): The reality is terrible. There are as many as seven billion players, walking at their own pace. If you win too much, you will be punished."

"[] (Sora): I don't understand the purpose of this game, nor do I have data, nor do I even know the categories. Even if you follow the established rules, you will be punished, and what's even more infuriating - people who ignore the rules... Complacently and arrogantly high--compared to a life like this rotten game, any game is--too simple.”

"Aozora: Uh...calm down, Sora."

"[](Sora): I'm just a little too excited."

Knowing that he might be summoned to a world where games determine everything, every cell in Blank's body made a happy sound.

All you need to do now is to keep a high spirit and wait for God to come.

"I'm probably useless: I don't understand what you're talking about, but the game is indeed a good thing."

"I'm probably dead: I continue to play and develop my strategies. I just hung up and forgot to give instructions, and now I've reached the most important turning point."

Well, are you still playing this game? She has been playing for almost two months.

Ye You couldn't help but feel confused when he saw the speech of the useless angel.

Is there such a fascinating existence among the games uploaded in chat rooms?

So I couldn’t help but ask,

"Aozora: Wasted Angel, what game are you playing?"

"I'm probably useless: don't call me by this name. Wait, it seems quite vivid. The game is about the cultivation of a saint."

"Raising a Saint?"

...Why does it smell like Tiantufan?

Ye You clicked into the upload interface, which was applicable to both real-life material uploads and network data uploads.

It's just that the item panel and data panel are separate.

Ye You clicked on the data panel. He rarely came in usually.

Then, Ye You was surprised to discover——

"Joan of Arc?"

These two words appear on the interface, in the same font as the chat room member ID. Click them at the same time to see the same screen as the video communication.

In the picture, there are only dark and damp walls. This is a cell without windows.

"How is this going?"

Ye You keenly discovered that this was not a game at all, but a video communication state.

At this time, the useless angel made a terrible sound.

"I'm probably dead: it's over, my protagonist is captured."

Hey, wait.

This is bad.

Even though she didn't know why Joan of Arc appeared in the upload interface, Ye You also understood that this was definitely happening to Joan of Arc in that world, right?

Ye You, who dared to guarantee this, had another proof - the sudden increase of 50 points in dimension value.

At that time, Ye You also asked Neet Ji, and she also increased by 20 points.

Did Joan of Arc join in at that time?

Just why is it like this?

Ye You frowned and thought.

When he saw the 'upload' interface, he suddenly thought of something.

——What will happen if consciousness is uploaded to the chat room?

Since items and data can be uploaded, can consciousness also be uploaded?

Considering Joan's extremely devout faith, this possibility is extremely high.

But now is not the time to think about that.

Joan of Arc is facing the disaster of being burned at the stake.

"Aozora: Hey, useless angel. You are in big trouble."