Net King: Walking into Tatehai University with Damocles on his head

After all, he didn't know much, did he?

Rather than hoping that this guy has some patriotism in his heart, it would be better to hope that he can get some other information out of Ren Wang's mouth.

Life——

It was so obvious. The first game was won so easily, and in the second game, Yukimura Seiichi and Tokugawa Kazuya launched a counterattack that caught everyone off guard.

It is indeed not easy for the German team to play with one person against two. It is really difficult!

Naturally, Shui Lingling lost the second game, and the disadvantage of 1-0 turned into a 1-1 tie.

Everyone knows that two against one, especially against someone of the same level, is simply not a win. So no matter how much they sigh, they can still accept this outcome!

Of course, it is acceptable from a rational point of view, but psychologically it is a bit unacceptable——

"Ugh--"

Michael sighed speechlessly. Why did he have to encounter such a bad luck?

He is the vice-captain of the German team and the strongest person besides Berger. Why did his game turn out like this?

My teammate, Seyfried, what's wrong with you?

If you have any problem, just tell me. If it really doesn't work, I will go and save you. You must not always be like this!

I'm really speechless after what you did. How can I save this game, save you? Please tell me!!

Here, Michael's heart was also filled with countless fucks and complaints, but he didn't know what to do. After all, what if he was really sick? If he continued to stimulate himself, the disease would get worse, and that would be even more unlucky!

Anyway-

Seyfried, whose heart was bewitched by Yukimura and who fell into his own happy dream, had no idea that his teammates already had a lot to say in their hearts.

Now I am really immersed in a happy dream and cannot extricate myself.

And as soon as the match was over—Yukimura released his control over him!

Yukimura is generally a good person and doesn't want to do anything to other people's spirits after the game.

"The game is over. If we continue to control it, it would seem inhumane of us!" said Seiichi Yukimura.

As for——

Should I tell them the truth, such as that you actually have no life, but are just controlled by me? Haha, let's not tell them for now, in case something unexpected happens -

After all, the third game hasn't started yet, right?

As a human being, you still have to be on guard!

Tokugawa Kazuya frowned secretly, then gently relaxed his brows. Yes, although Yukimura was a bit of a dog, what he said did make sense.

We must distinguish the severity of facts, and as a human being, we must understand what the biggest dilemma we are facing at the moment is.

Don't just promise others something or do something casually! This is immoral!

Well, Tokugawa didn’t know what he was talking about, but it didn’t matter if he couldn’t tell anyone a word, and there was nothing wrong with that!

……

"Is the game over already?"

The moment the whistle blew, Yukimura had already let go of his control over Severide, and as a result, he quickly woke up from his confused happiness, and asked this as his first question.

He remembered that he should have won just now.

"Of course it's over. We lost the second game. Hey, what's wrong with you? If you're not feeling well, you should tell me in advance. Why do you keep it a secret like this? What's going on?"

Michael's tone was not dissatisfied. After all, he was not feeling well and was most afraid of being stimulated. He was really afraid of being stimulated. Now the game was already lost.

Stimulation plus stimulation, what if something really goes wrong with your body?

"No, I remember we won, and I was very happy. We won the second game, so didn't we win?!" Seyfried emphasized.

Please, that's not how he saw it just now—

The game consists of three sets. If they win the first set, then they can just win the second set and it will be over.

"Are you okay?" Michael frowned and looked at his teammates. Why didn't his teammates seem to have any physical problems? It seemed like they were just dreaming?

"We lost the second game. You stood here from beginning to end. I don't know what happened. Anyway, you just stood here motionless—"

"I don't want to admit defeat, but I'm afraid to move. What's wrong with you? So we can only keep fighting like this, and then we lose!" Michael sighed. It was really not easy for him to hold on until now.

If he's one against two, he can win the game, but facing these two opponents who are no worse than him, even a god can't win!

"What's going on? This isn't really what's going on in my mind."

Everything he experienced in his mind felt real, very real.

"What did you say?"

The two men looked at each other, their brains seemed to be shocked by each other's words. They had no idea what the other was talking about. They always felt that the other was saying something that was unacceptable to them.

as well as--

"Does this have anything to do with the two people across the street?"

"Of course it does matter. You two idiots are really stupid!"

Although there will be a certain amount of rest time between the second and third games, although this time is short, it does give people around them the opportunity to give them guidance!

Ever since——

QP hurried over to explain to them, "I don't know what methods they used, but they definitely used something to completely control you. Standing there, it's like you're trapped in an illusion!"

He said to the young man.

"But I've never heard ..." said -

"Just because you haven't heard of it doesn't mean there are people in this world who can't do it!"

QP said coldly, "The world is very big. Haven't I told you all this before? The world is very big, and there are many people who can create miracles, not just you!"

If you can create one miracle, others can naturally create another miracle.

"But what exactly is this skill——"

"The man with purple hair is called Yukimura Seiichi." The moment the young man asked, the man said with absolute certainty.

"How can you be sure?"

"This kind of spiritual skill, no matter how skilled you are in using it, requires a long period of contact - and during that time, the Tokugawa Kazuya behind us didn't talk to us at all, so whoever talked to us must be that person!"

Michael sneered.

Haha, he was so naive. Damn Orientals, he was actually deceived!