Chapter 266, Seventy-Third Cycle (96)
"Here we go again! Here we go again!!!"
Gin slammed the gun to the ground and even stomped on it hard.
"How many times has this happened already?!"
Vodka whispered from the side, "This is the fourth time already, brother. This is the fifth cycle."
"That's not what I'm asking you!" Gin was furious. He grabbed the floating blue eye-shaped live-streaming ball and slammed it against the wall, gritting his teeth as he pressed down on the small metal ball: "Scottish, didn't I tell you? Don't let your personal matters affect the organization's mission. Did you ignore me?!"
This is the fourth time!
This is the fourth time already!!!
Every single time! All his preparations and actions would suddenly be reloaded and restarted halfway through!
Not only was everything wiped out, but it also alerted the organization, making those little bugs even harder to catch!
All of this was caused by that Scottish guy's twisted and perverse tastes, simply because he wanted to enjoy the repeated deaths of children modeled after Bourbon!
Even Vodka couldn't help but say, "I also think Scotland, you've really gone too far this time. Do you want to collect some kind of '101 Ways to Die in Bourbon'? There's no need to do it now, is there? Reloading and starting over again and again is really frustrating, especially when all your efforts are in vain. Anyone would be a little mentally broken, right? Not to mention us, even so many ordinary players couldn't take it and left."
Scotland remains silent.
Gin said coldly, "Does that gentleman know about what you're doing?"
"That's what the BOSS means." A Scottish voice came from the blue eyes, faint and devoid of emotion.
Gin: "..."
Vodka was shocked: "What? Why?!"
Scotland didn't reply, but instead sent a message in the group chat.
Once all other unrelated players have been discouraged by the game, leaving only those players with the sole purpose of exploring the organization's secrets, we will close the game and begin our operation.
The others, though still grumbling, accepted the explanation, but decided to give up before it even officially began.
No one can tolerate starting over and over again.
Gin couldn't stand it either, but he didn't fully accept the explanation.
"There must be other reasons, right?" Gin narrowed his eyes. "What exactly are Bourbon and Vermouth doing? Does this arrangement mean that their affairs are more important now?"
“Gin, this is not something you can know,” Scotland said. “You can think of the BOSS as someone who hates the police and wants them to suffer as much as possible, ultimately creating a story of evil triumphing over good.”
Gin: "?"
Gin: "Are you taking me for an idiot?"
"There's nothing I can do if you don't believe me. Go ask the boss if you dare," Scotland sneered, looking rather displeased.
"Alright, alright, brother," Vodka quickly tried to mediate. "Since it's the BOSS's order, there's nothing we can do. So, shall we continue?"
Gin couldn't be bothered to answer such a stupid question.
Gin quit.
Vodka naturally followed his older brother's lead, but sitting around like this was boring. Going out to play games would also be a nightmare. If he was doing something and suddenly had to reload his save at a crucial moment, he would completely lose his mind.
"Scotland, tell me secretly, is that Kudo Huai Bourbon?" Vodka whispered gossipily to the blue-eyed man. "I've carefully observed all the live streams, and I haven't seen anyone who looks like Bourbon. Did you turn him into an NPC?"
“Of course not,” Scotland said. “What are you thinking? Even if I wanted to do it, would Bourbon agree?”
"If the BOSS said so, then it might be possible..." Vodka muttered under his breath, then breathed a sigh of relief and laughed, "That's good, that's good, otherwise Bourbon would be in a really bad situation. Even if you can really block out pain, dying like this isn't good for a person's mental and psychological well-being."
“If you’re curious, I can tell the BOSS to include this death training as part of the holographic training program,” Scotland laughed. “The kind with 100% pain.”
Vodka was shocked and quickly refused, not daring to say another word.
Scotland hung up the call, glanced at the surveillance camera behind him, and picked up his phone to send a message to the BOSS.
There was no reply from the other end; it seems they were too exhausted to stay awake and fell asleep.
He switched channels again and typed a message.
[Scotland: Are you okay? How are you feeling?]
Bourbon: Get lost.
The black-haired man in front of the computer smirked and persistently bothered the other person a few more times, only giving up after receiving several angry emojis in return.
He seemed a bit tired too, so he lay down on the table, closed his eyes, and started slacking off.
After being monitored, Karasuma Renya coughed twice, unable to hold on any longer, and lay down in a daze.
He was somewhat disappointed.
Although he didn't have high hopes, he did want to use Kudo Huai's miserable experience as a reincarnator to provoke the "protagonist," and it would be even better if the other party could expose his problems.
But there are no such people at present. All the players are stunned and bewildered by this kind of plot. It seems that this is the first time they have encountered it, and they do not believe that these things could be real.
Even the organization codenamed "Animal" only believed that the gem called Pandora could grant immortality, not time travel.
Is it true, or is it just the delusion of a madman who has collapsed in endless reincarnation, as the time traveler said fifty years ago that the protagonist of this world named Kudo will appear fifty years later?
If the "protagonist" that the time traveler desperately wanted to find really existed, could he help him fulfill his century-old wish?
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