"Eh?"
For a moment, Karen didn't know what was going on.
Or perhaps she realized it, but her heart didn't want to accept it.
But no matter what, she was currently falling downwards. This was a fact that she had to face.
"Ahhhhhhh!!!" Karen screamed in fear.
If she fell from the top of the building, she would definitely die!
Fortunately, there was a hallway below her. She landed heavily on the hallway, which hurt quite a bit.
The immense pain caused Karen to scream out in pain as her consciousness became hazy.
In her daze, she saw someone running over.
"I'm so lucky to have picked up a noob."
"And a noob who's about to die."
"I'll take your head."
A man wearing a monkey mask raised his longsword and smiled as he chopped down.
…
Isamu was pulled into this abnormal dream again.
Isamu Seima sighed helplessly when he saw this familiar place again.
Starting from five days ago, he had been coming here almost every day.
At first, a black-clothed person wearing a crow mask told him that this was a dream, and that he was playing a game within a dream.
The rules of the game were quite simple. He had to continuously kill other players and survive until the end. Then, he would receive a cash reward of 100,000 sakuras in reality!
100,000 sakuras was quite a large sum of money for a high school student like Isamu. It was quite tempting, but whether or not he could actually obtain it was a problem.
This situation was far too abnormal! Just how did someone get pulled into such a dream? Why was he pulled into this dream? Would he receive real damage? Just what was the goal of this game?
The crow-masked person disappeared after saying that. Isamu didn't even have a chance to ask.
Then, he saw another player.
This player immediately attacked him!
Isamu expressed that he didn't want to fight. He wanted to talk and understand the situation here. However, this player didn't care about what he said at all. He just wanted to kill him!
Isamu could only run away.
Although the crow-masked person told him that this was a dream, Isamu didn't want to use his life to test if he could leave this dream if he died. He didn't want to kill anyone either.
Isamu Seima loved playing games. He had loved playing games ever since he was young. He spent almost all of his pocket money and lucky money on games. After he reached high school, he even started working for a part-time job. He was truly a game otaku. However, under his parents' strict supervision, he maintained excellent grades and sports skills. He could be considered half a top student.
Of course, he had played games like Battle Royale before, but he didn't like it. Compared to competitive games, he preferred to play single-player games because he didn't want to be hurt by others, nor did he want to hurt others.
If it was a player who liked Battle Royale, they might be excited about entering such a dream, but for him, it was undoubtedly a problem.
Isamu continued running and dodging. However, he eventually reached his limit.
He was hit in the back by a bullet, and the pain almost drowned his consciousness. Unable to escape, he fought back and stabbed his dagger into his opponent's neck, taking him down with him!
Then, he was reborn in another corner of the battlefield.
Although Isamu didn't die, the pain and fear deeply stimulated Isamu, making him realize that running away would only bring harm upon him.
This was a killing game!
Since he didn't know how to quit, he could only play.
Isamu then used his long gaming experience to think hard and act cautiously to kill others in order to protect himself.
Due to the difficulty of communicating with the players he encountered, Shi Feng began to suspect that they were not real people but NPCs. Then, he thought that this might just be a nightmare, but it was unusually realistic …
However, Isamu didn't give up on trying to communicate. Finally, he met a player that he could talk to!
After talking with them, they formed a temporary team and fought together.
However, not long after, they were ambushed by incredibly powerful berserk players. The two of them died together and split up.
Isamu was now certain that this wasn't a nightmare that he was having. There were other rational players who could be his companions. He wanted to find his long-lost companion and form a team again. However, he was killed again and again. In the end, he woke up in his bed.
In the next five days, he entered this abnormal dream four times.
Each time he woke up, Isamu would feel as if he had lost something deep within his body. This mysterious sense of loss made him feel uneasy. Although he went to the hospital for a checkup, the doctors didn't find anything wrong with him.
And now, he was back here.
Just how was he supposed to escape this damned game, bastard!!
After feeling helpless, Isamu got angry. However, being angry was useless.
'Perhaps I can escape this nightmare if I win …' Isamu had such a thought once again.
Isamu had never won against any rational player that he could talk to.
Although it was already proven that he could quit this game if he continuously killed himself, suicide was no fun at all. The sense of loss after quitting was quite worrying.
Rather than running away every time, to the point where he didn't know what would happen to him, he might as well try his best to win. Even if he won and still couldn't escape from this dream, he would at least be able to obtain 100,000 sakuras.
Isamu made up his mind and entered the battlefield.
Fortunately, he soon found an unopened wooden crate. When he opened it, he saw a handgun and more than ten bullets inside.
Isamu wasn't too happy about obtaining a gun at the start of the game. That was because his past experiences told him that he didn't have any talent for shooting.
Video games had crosshairs, but here, he had to aim by himself. Not only that, this damned place had complex terrain. It would be incredibly difficult to hit a target from a long distance with a gun.
There was a huge difference between an expert shooter in a video game and an expert shooter in real life.
However, guns were quite powerful. Although there was a limit to the number of bullets, they were still more useful than melee weapons.
Isamu took the handgun and loaded it with bullets before continuing forward.
Suddenly, he sensed two people to his right.
This feeling was quite mystical. This was an ability given to him by this dream. It was just like having a minimap in a video game, which allowed him to know where other players were.
Isamu was confused. In the past, he had only obtained this sense of detection after killing other players in the game. Why did he have this sense right from the start?
While he was confused, he didn't stop moving. He moved towards where he could see two people.
And then, he saw them.
A boy wearing a windbreaker and a girl wearing a one-piece dress. Both of them were wearing gray masks with no patterns on them.
Players who entered this dream would automatically put on their masks. They couldn't feel the masks, but they could touch them.
These masks would change as the number of players they killed increased. The more players they killed, the more colorful the mask would become, and the more strange the shapes and patterns would become.
A gray mask with no patterns meant that these two players hadn't killed a single person yet.
After Isamu saw them, he immediately saw several other players wearing various masks and wielding various weapons rushing towards them!
They were definitely going to die.
If Isamu had a handgun, he would also feel that he was definitely going to die. Not to mention, these two people didn't have any weapons at all.
But what he saw in the next moment was beyond his expectations.
* Thud thud thud thud … *
The two people dodged the attackers' attacks at an astonishing speed. They used only their fists and legs to defeat all the attackers!
The sound of their attacks was so heavy that it sounded like a heavy hammer smashing into a human body.
This happened so quickly that Isamu didn't even see it clearly. It seemed like it only took the blink of an eye before all the armed players collapsed to the ground.
The boy and girl who were attacked were completely unharmed.
The masks on their faces swiftly changed. The boy's mask turned into a golden-red demon mask with a dignified expression and angry eyes. The demon mask gave off a powerful aura. The girl's mask turned into a smooth and flawless blue-white beauty with a strange smile on her face. The mask gave off a cold and sinister aura.
Even though Isamu was quite far away, he could still sense the extraordinary aura these two masks gave off. He couldn't help but gulp.
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