Chapter 1792: Not a Game



Having lost the control of the bald security guard, Lin Qiye was eventually killed by the nearly unstoppable [Photo] + [k] just like Shen Qingzhu, and turned into blood light and dissipated on the stage.

After Yugi died, Lin Qiye's consciousness suddenly began to fade away. When he opened his eyes again, he was already back at the bedside in the ward.

In the pale ward, a ball of dark green code was slowly rotating under the ceiling. A line of code was wrapped around the wrist of the sick Yuuri Takishiro like a ribbon. He closed his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep.

Lin Qiye turned around in confusion, only to see Shen Qingzhu standing by the window in the corridor, silently holding a cigarette, while Guan Zai sat on a bench with his head lowered, rapidly tapping the void with both hands. ..

"Why did you come out?" Lin Qiye asked in confusion, "Isn't it not over yet?"

Guan Zai slowly raised his head, his eyes were already full of bloodshot:

"The game is not over... But it has nothing to do with you anymore..."

"Why?"

Guan Zai stretched out his hand and pointed at the bed.

"He can't live long enough for you to revive him."

Lin Qiye seemed to have thought of something and suddenly turned his head to look at the bedside, only to see the sick Yuuri Takishiro, his face pale, with an IV and testing lines hanging on his body. Two doctors were standing beside him, frowning and whispering something.

"Not even ten minutes left? We've only been in there for less than an hour... Didn't they say we could hold out for a few more days?"

Guan Zai shook his head, "Only one hour has passed in your consciousness in the game, but outside, two days have passed."

Lin Qiye stood there in a daze.

"Besides, maintaining the data of the three of you in the game is a huge burden on me... Anyway, you two won't survive until the next resurrection, so I might as well just quit you."

Lin Qiye looked at Guan Zai in front of him. He looked much more haggard than before they entered the game. Carrying the consciousness of two human ceilings and a god into the game at the same time was too much of an overdraft for him.

Seeing Guan in this state, Lin Qiye, who had originally intended to beat him up, felt too embarrassed to do so for a moment.

"Now, does he still have the possibility of becoming a god?" Lin Qiye asked in a deep voice.

"...It's hard to say." Guan Zai sighed, "I designed this game just to force him, to make him take the initiative to try to create rules... Until the last moment, no one knows whether he can find that opportunity."

Lin Qiye was silent for a moment and nodded.

"I understand. No matter what, I'll let Wu Laogou come over first... Even if it fails, we can still save his consciousness."

Lin Qiye picked up the phone and found that there were several missed call records, all of which were calls from Min Junliang in the past one or two days.

Lin Qiye frowned, having a bad feeling in his heart, and immediately called back.

"Hello?"

"Hello, Commander? You're back?!" Min Junliang's voice was extremely anxious.

"What happened?"

“…”

After killing Shen Qingzhu and Lin Qiye, Amy Meimei turned her gaze towards the edge of the venue again.

Yuuri Takishiro was not seen in the vast crowd.

Amy snorted coldly, her eyes swept around, and her voice echoed throughout the venue through the microphone:

"Yuuri Takishiro, come out and see me!"

After the words fell, confusion appeared on the faces of the audience. They looked around in confusion, not knowing why Amy Meimei suddenly said this.

In the huge conference hall, there was no sound of unusual movement, as if he was not there at all.

Seeing this, Amy Meimei narrowed her eyes slightly, “Okay… In that case, don’t blame me.”

The next moment, the countdown for [Group Photo] flashed on the screen behind her.

"Three...two...one! Eggplant~!"

As the image on the screen froze, there was still no movement in the conference hall.

how so?

Why did the judgment of skill 2 fail?

Amy received a notification that the judgment had failed, with surprise in her eyes. She turned around and looked at the large group photo on the screen. The judgment of [Group Photo] had failed, which meant that Yuuri Takishiro must appear in the photo!

At this moment, a calm voice came from the speakers:

"Don't bother. You can't find me."

“In fact, it’s not difficult to crack your serial killing… As long as I can complete the [Photo] without being seen by you.

You judged Brother Qiye and Brother Qingzhu to be killed because they were fighting at the time, so you could see them at a glance... Now I have changed my clothes and hidden among the tens of thousands of spectators. As long as I don't take the initiative to kill you, you won't be able to find me. Even if you find my position from the photo, I can quickly change my position.

In this way, no matter how many times you take photos or cheer me on, you can’t do anything to me.”

At the edge of the stands on the southwest side of the venue, a young man in a jacket and a baseball cap lowered his head and spoke slowly into a microphone tucked into his sleeve. In this huge venue, his presence was extremely inconspicuous.

Aimeemei's eyes swept across the venue, unable to discern Yuuri Takishiro's figure at all. She frowned slightly and spoke again:

"Do you think that as long as you delay the time and wait for them to revive, you will have a chance of winning? If I'm not mistaken... in your current state, you can't last more than ten minutes, right?"

As she spoke, Amy gave the three security guards a look, and they immediately rushed into the crowd and began searching for Suyouri Takishiro's location.

Yuuri Takishiro looked up at his health bar, helplessness appearing in his eyes.

【350/350】

As time passed, his health bar dropped faster and faster. Now he would lose nearly fifty points of health in one minute. At this rate, he could only hold on for seven minutes at most... He probably wouldn't be able to wait for Lin Qiye and Shen Qingzhu to be resurrected.

"I don't understand. They and I are both players. Why did you specifically look for me? Did Uncle Guan add some weird settings to you when he created you?" Yuuri Takishiro asked puzzledly.

"Player?" Amy laughed softly, "You don't really think that this is just a game... and I'm a boss in the game, right?"

Hearing this, Yuuri Takishiro frowned slightly, not understanding what Aimee was talking about.

This isn't a game... what else could it be?

Amy's eyes gradually became sharper, and she slowly said: "You have been to the basement, you should have seen those things, right? The second pure land, the man-made god, the experiment... don't you feel familiar with these?"

"Aren't these all designed game backgrounds?" Yuri Takishiro frowned and asked, "The Pure Land was destroyed a long time ago. There is no way there can be a second Pure Land in this world, and there will never be a second man-made god."

Aimee sneered.

"You're wrong... This gymnasium was indeed generated by the game, but everything you saw underground, including me, is real." Aimee paused for a moment, "This also includes the [Second Pure Land] and the Artificial God Experiment... and the person who created them is called Ooya Tsunayoshi.

You may not be familiar with this name, but you should know his other name..."

"His name is [Mirror Disaster]."


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