Transformed Into a Two-dimensional Beautiful Girl

No one wants to die worthlessly because the difference in strength cannot support the people behind to take over. Death is not terrible. The most terrible thing is that death has no effect.

The scene fell into silence again, only the sound of thunder exploding could be heard.

Facing the speechless silence, his thoughts about the hot dog's deliciousness drifted involuntarily. He was thinking that if he encountered this kind of situation in reality, he might be able to ask some professionals to come up with a relatively reliable solution through risk analysis and calculation. Solution.

Which level of strength should be sent to complete the task while minimizing possible losses?

However, when I thought about it, I realized that this was actually just a kind of psychological expectation and reliance. If there were really such experts on the scene, there would be no way to analyze the results without knowing Mei Li's strength.

Secretly laughing at himself, looking at the clear and fragrant hot dog on the stairs, it seemed as if he could see Mei Li's cold and playful smile, relying on such natural dangers to control the situation.

When the previous pioneers saw this situation, perhaps they really couldn't stand the grinding atmosphere, or maybe because those who could run to be pioneers had a surging blood in their hearts, so they picked up their weapons and prepared to ask for help.

If you don't give it a try, you won't make any progress.

At this time, the sound from the sky came again.

"Oh, by the way, I have told you some news more or less before. There are lies in it, but there are also many truths in it."

"The guy who entered the strange space is a real boss of the 50th floor and above."

"You don't think you can come out alive after going in, do you?"

The questions filled with joy hit everyone's heart like a heavy hammer, and many people's faces instantly turned pale.

For them, the death of tens of thousands of people at once is something that is unimaginable in peaceful times, not to mention that some of them were talking and laughing with them not long ago.

What wasn't over yet was that before the players could digest the heavy news, another voice broke everyone's minds.

"As for me, although I may not be able to defeat the opponent, I am not afraid of her existence at all, so if you want to climb this ladder, you can give it a try."

In an instant, the pioneers, who had previously tried to rush forward with their passion and luck, buried their heads lower than an ostrich, and could no longer speak the interrupted words.

Above 50 floors? What kind of scene will it be like in this world where personal strength can overwhelm the world?

The players didn't dare to imagine it, so they had to compare it to the most powerful and shocking sight they had ever seen. Maybe even Kiriko's attack that could break through the sky was just a trivial thing worthy of a little attention in the eyes of those people. .

"Soon you will become fertilizer for this beautiful sea of ​​flowers. Cherish this time while you are still alive and do what you want to do. Don't let me crush you one by one like insects. , which will make my hands dirty, and you will lose a lot of time of happiness."

It was as if this was a condescending tone for everyone, guiding the darkness deep in everyone's heart like a whispering devil.

Most of the people on the scene are nerds who love to play games. What is their darkness?

Violence, beauty, jealousy, and then madness.

Facing an enemy that is completely invincible at countless levels, despair leads to more darkness.

Although many players who could still remain calm kept speaking out to persuade, a slow commotion began at the scene.

"Don't blame me for being ruthless. If you want to blame me, just blame the guy who designed this game."

With the last words that seemed to excuse themselves, it was finally time for the players to choose where to go.

beat?

Or do you just want to steal happiness for a day?

The growing noise on the scene seems to indicate the player's choice.

Hot Dog Zhenxiang looked at the many chaotic reports that appeared in the chat column. In addition to asking everyone to use force to stop the expansion of the chaos, his expression also lost his previous coolness and calmness.

Did you fight? It would be better to live a miserable life for a while.

Are you just trying to survive? That is even more disrespectful to the vow in my heart that I want to live and my dignity as a human being.

However, what if you can't beat it? If you can't beat her, you can't beat her. Even Tongzi doesn't know whether she's alive or dead, and the black shadow can't be summoned again in a short time. What can you use to fight Meili?

If you want to yell at Kayaba Akihiko, is that sb in his head or has someone done something indescribably painful? Designing a ridiculous game really feels like it is used to retaliate against society.

But the hot dog was really delicious and the desire to live on in his heart had to stop him from doing this.

As the only leader who can still control everyone, if he himself goes crazy, he will not be able to prevent others from venting their grievances.

However, I know that hot dogs are really delicious. If nothing is done or there is no hope, everyone will go completely crazy sooner or later as time goes by.

what to do?

The only way is to rush up the stairs.

But if you can’t get up, you can’t win, you have no chance.

That would cause chaos to come sooner.

However, it is better to die on the way to charge than to cowardly turn into a demon against one's own people.

After sorting out my thoughts, I could only force myself to calm down because the hot dog was so delicious. The next thing I needed to do most was to prepare inspiring words to inspire the good side in everyone.

The power of words may make everyone feel better, at least without the pain of entanglement and suffering.

It's a pity that I am not a speaker, so I don't know if I can achieve the effect.

While Hot Dog Zhenxiang was trying his best to maintain order while silently organizing language and performances, a black figure silently shuttled among the crowd.

The players were quarreling with each other and venting to each other, but when they glanced at the guy covered by a black assassin-like cloak, they couldn't help but pursed their lips. Finally, they put down the words on their lips and slowly closed their eyes. .

Hope, in the face of such a powerful enemy, is it really possible?

The figure covered by the cloak and the holy sword shining with a gorgeous light showed the opponent's identity.

The nameless female NPC who broke the seal and allowed players to enter the tower.

Are you here to help us?

Is there really hope?

Walking straight towards the center of the sea of ​​flowers, walking among the crowd, the players on both sides involuntarily made way for him.

What is vaguely visible under the cloak is a little bit of black hair.