Crimson Blade

Time disappeared like running water. Since the attacker was captured that day, Himura Ren has completely entered a state of doing nothing, except for the visit of old friends, and there is nothing worth bothering about.

As expected of a peaceful era, Himura Ren, who was standing under the stands of the game press conference, held a strangely shaped badge in his right hand, thinking with a somewhat comfortable expression.

This is already the seventh day he has been in this world. If there is no accident, he will return to his own world tonight.

But before returning to his own world, he still needs to personally experience the final battle simulated by the game, and the badge in his hand is the admission ticket.

But artificial intelligence is too amazing, right?

Is it really okay to hand over the detailed information of the final battle to artificial intelligence integration?

The host above is introducing how strange this game is, but Himura Ren feels somewhat insecure in his heart, he is not very used to handing over his five senses to others.

It's just that this game is produced by the Wisteria Group, so it shouldn't be a big problem, not to mention that he himself is a heroic spirit and can leave the game as a spirit son anytime, anywhere.

"We're changing to badges!"

The children cheered and chattered about the process of exchanging the game experience badge, while Conan, who was surrounded by the children in the center, was full of headaches.

But compared to Conan's dead fish eyes, Xiaolan congratulated with a slight smile: "Congratulations, so that everyone can experience this game together."

Originally, the qualifications for this game experience should belong to the children of elites from all walks of life, but because Conan has the qualifications given by his father and Xiaolan does not, so in the face of repeated requests from Conan and Sonoko, Himura Ren had no choice but to ask Giyuu to give him one more qualification .

"Please wear your badges and go here!"

The crowd began to flow, and Fei Cunren put on his badge and followed up, and finally lay down in a game cabin, watching the game cabin close with somewhat curious eyes.

"Welcome everyone to this game, I am Noah's Ark, please give me your advice."

After opening and closing his eyes, Fei Cunren stood in a dim space, surrounded by excited children, and above his head there was a colorful light circle explaining.

This feeling of controlling the five senses is really uncomfortable...

After clenching his fists to feel his simulated physical condition, Himura Ren pursed his lips a little uncomfortable, but what the artificial intelligence that controlled the virtual world said next made him frown even more.

"This time there is only one game, and that is the simulated world of The Scarlet Ranger."

It sounded like a little boy's mechanical sound, which made Himura Ren, who entered the arena wearing a peaked cap, suddenly raised his head, looking sharply at the circle of light in mid-air.

No, there should be at least five types of games in this game!

In order to prevent anyone from using the game to associate it with real history, the Ghost Killing Team deliberately arranged for the experience personnel to be children, and the game was divided into many, in order to minimize the number of people participating in the final battle simulation game.

But now something unexpected happened, the game became only one.

With a thud in his heart, the shadow cast by the Feicun blade peaked cap covered the serious expression on his face, but his cold eyes passed through the space and shot directly at the colorful light circle.

As if feeling the gaze of Himura Ren, the colorful circle of light flickered and continued:

"Everyone, please pay attention, this is not just a game, but is related to everyone's life!"

"Eh?!"

The children who were still chatting happily made a surprised sound and seemed to have not reacted, but Conan's face became very ugly in an instant, and at the same time he pulled the Feicun sword beside him and asked in a low voice:

"Did your friend arrange this?"

Returning an impossible look, Himura Ren frowned while wanting to see what this self-aware game was going to do, and on the other hand was planning to control his body to reishize and leave the game at any time.

"If everyone is eliminated from this game, most of the people present will stay and never return to the real world."

The colorful circle of light flickered for a while, as if he glanced at Himura Ren like a human being, and said with a hint of warning in his voice after a slight pause:

"I hope no one wants to quit, because this game is controlled according to everyone's combined level of difficulty."

"As long as there is one person who completes the task, you will win, and nothing will happen to the person who died in the game before."

This thing understands his situation as a heroic spirit very well. Is this telling me that once I leave the field, these innocent people will be finished?A little annoyed in his heart, but Fei Cunren hesitated for a while and finally made no extra moves.

"There are two tasks in this game. One is to capture or kill the traitor, and the other is to kill the ghost king according to the comics. You must complete both tasks before you win."

"What, please, I'm getting out!"

The children who were relieved began to cry. Even Xiaolan and Yuanzi showed a trace of uneasiness on their faces. On the contrary, the Boy Detective Team was a little calm, and Ayumi, who was wearing a small skirt, even asked in a trembling voice. :

"Conan, this task shouldn't be difficult, because the ghost king was killed at the end of the manga, and we just need to catch the betrayer."

"Yeah, this game shouldn't be a big problem."

Putting her eyes on Himura Ken for help, Suzuki Sonoko heaved a sigh of relief when she remembered that there was a manga protagonist beside her, and then said with a relaxed expression on her face.

"It's not difficult, but it's not easy either."

Shen Sheng answered Yuanzi's question, and Fei Cunren's eyes were a little thoughtful. He was not sure how much his own strength could be displayed in the game, or how strong the people and evil spirits in his memory were in the game.

Everything has to follow the rules that people have said, which is really uncomfortable.

As if knowing what Fei Cunren was thinking, the light circle flickered for a while, not intending to intimidate a group of children, but explained seriously:

"Everything in this game simulates reality, even everyone's body shape and strength are accurately matched according to the scanned data."

"As long as the data shows how your physical fitness is in reality, I can simulate it."

Hearing what it said, the imitation of the stripes and whatnot doesn't seem to be a problem.

Himura Ren intends to enter the game to try whether he can use his abilities, but Conan, who looks like a child, suddenly asks Aperture coldly:

"Gather everyone together to play a game, what is your purpose?"

"If you have collected enough information, then you should know that players in this game actually have a very high winning rate."

"Winning rate or something, it's not certain."

The colorful aperture gave out the voice of a mechanical little boy. At this time, there was a hint of ridicule in the voice that obviously sounded mechanical and dull. Then he added something meaningful:

"As for the purpose, if I have any purpose, it is probably to see if there is anyone who can bring me a kind of light that perseveres through the darkness like the legendary Scarlet Ranger."

Tsk, is it really coming towards me?

Hearing this sentence, Himura Renya just tilted his head and glanced at the colorful circle of light floating in mid-air, took a deep breath and walked towards a certain direction.

There is a small path paved with stones, and at the end of the path is a stone door emitting white light.

"Hey, are you just following this artificial intelligence?"

Seeing Himura Ren stepping towards the entrance of the game, Conan followed behind the opponent three times and two times, and asked anxiously in a low voice.

"if not?"

Glancing at the children who were also following behind him, Himura Ren pressed the brim of his peaked cap and curled his lips, and said in a somewhat helpless tone:

"I can get out of the game myself, but what about these innocent people?"

"It's true that I'm a very powerful swordsman, but I'm not a programming genius. I can't do anything about this artificial intelligence."

"I can only watch how you play the death game when I leave this game, so it's better to pass the game directly."

Conan was stunned by Fei Cunren's concise words. He watched the boy's figure disappear in the game entrance emitting white light, and suddenly realized that he seemed to have made a mistake.

Although the comics draw Himura Ren so powerfully, but in essence, Himura Ren is just an ordinary person who starves to death if he doesn't eat, and hurts when he is injured.

He is not an all-knowing and omnipotent god, and has his own shortcomings, but he is misled by comics and glimpses of swordsmanship, and regards the other party as an omnipotent existence.

"What are you doing in a daze, let's go."

After being stunned for a few seconds, Haibara Ai who followed up gave him a push, and Conan, who was relieved, staggered and walked into the entrance of the game.

His slender and fair hands passed through the stone gate, and Himura Ren in casual clothes and a peaked cap appeared in an alley, followed by Conan, a group of children, Xiaolan and Sonoko.

"No one else?"

Glancing at some unfamiliar children, and seeing the entrance that has disappeared on the wall of the alley, Fei Cunren said thoughtfully:

"It seems that the people who participated in the game were divided into several groups!"

"Wow, is this the game world?"

Although this is a death game, the children who suddenly saw a scene in a strange era were still a little surprised, and even those children who were unfamiliar with Feicunjian rushed out of the alley.

"Hey, how did you do it, you just rushed out like this?"

Sonoko complained and said, but Fei Cunren raised his eyebrows and didn't care about it. He walked towards the alley and comforted him:

"It's okay, anyway, as long as one person clears the customs, those children can let them go."

"But there is great strength in numbers, shouldn't we unite now?"

Mitsuhiko of the Boy Detective Team said, and this sentence also attracted echoes from Ayumi and Motota, but Haibara Ai, who always had a calm expression on his face, reminded:

"The most important thing for us now is to determine our own position, and leave those guys who have left alone."

That's right, the most important thing now is to determine where you are.

Lifting his feet and walking out of the alley, pedestrians wearing kimonos were bustling around, and the sun was shining in the sky, Himura Ren squinted his eyes and looked around for a while, then the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

Although there have been some changes, overall, this place should be not far from the headquarters of the Ghost Slayer Squad. At the beginning, I was facing the hot spring town where I was ambushing under the double bow.

"Looks like we're lucky!"

Looking back at his companion who was dressed in modern attire that looked out of place like himself, Himura Ren said with a smile.