When a person has a goal and works hard for it, he will find that time passes quickly.

Half a month was long or short, and the men with swords were hung up and beaten by Yayoi Komaeda every day, and then went to the cruel Yaken for treatment, and repeated it the next day.

After these two weeks, all Fu Sangshen's bandaging skills have improved a lot. There is no way, if they are beaten by Yaken again, they don't even need to use Komaeda Yaya's hands, and they can jump into the sea in pain.

"When I think about the day after tomorrow, I don't need to put on plasters. My whole body wants to sing a song about good luck!"

Tsurumaru's beaming appearance, as if the white cloak on his body has turned bright red, looks very happy. As for this song, he also heard it when he was lurking in a foreign player's Honmaru. It is simple and brainwashed. Joyful and cheerful.

He is humming good luck now, packing up his few things.

Tomorrow will be their planned final battle. In the past two weeks, the hero Huige manipulated by Yayoi Komaeda has caused huge waves in the game. After all, he is the focus of the crowd and can do anything. Attract a large number of eyeballs.

It was also at this time that the players realized that the games they played still had such and such risks, and it turned out that some players would be locked up by the "virus".

Reminiscent of the SAO incident that occurred before, the scene that the executives of the current affairs company least want to see still appeared. In the past week, the number of player logins has plummeted. incident.

Their game called Touken Ranbu is probably not far from death.

Facing Huige's behavior of exposing the incident to the public, Shizheng is very dissatisfied. In their view, spending so much money is to get rid of the garbage in front of the eyes of the players, so that the game Run steadily.

Yayoi Komaeda thought the same way, but Yin Wuliang had already made a decision, and must use this commission as a stepping stone to push Huige out again.

"With your little money, you think you can hire someone."

When Yin Wuliang showed a mocking look, the high-level executives who were used to strong winds and waves were shocked and did not dare to move, for fear that the other party's windless and automatic hair would suddenly grow and wrap around their necks.

Maybe the people in the game industry have richer imaginations. While scaring himself and still enjoying it, Yin Wuliang not only did not regress, but went two steps forward than the original plan, increasing the amount of the final payment by another [-]% .

"There is no way, the firm that was specially opened for those people, the initial investment alone is a lot of money."

The standardized plan was spread out in front of Komaeda, the invincible Huige chose to shut up and acted according to the manager's orders.

What does it mean to have a specialization in the art industry? In front of experts, obedient obedience is the only thing a layman can do.

Then the other part of the plan is the Fusangshen, who, apart from being abused daily, have to go out to show their presence in front of the players, show off their high-end combat power, provoke the current political leaders who are jumping in anger, and tell the world about them It's not such an easy target.

Everyone came and went, throwing cruel words at each other, and there were always gorgeous battles in places where people gathered.

The premise is not to hurt the onlookers.

After all, the video equipment in their hands is the best tool to spread the name of Huige.

Otonashi smiled disdainfully as he watched Huige's search interest continue to rise, and the number of scarves sold skyrocketed.

How many of these people really love Huige?

Even if there is, it can't compare to one percent of what I have for Yayoi.

The clicking second hand kept circling, and at the moment after twelve o'clock, Otonashi pressed the confirmation button.

"The plan begins."

The same voice uttered from Fu Sangshen's mouth, today has arrived, and their preparations will start at [-]:[-].

Komaeda, who has a regular sleep schedule, also made an exception today, sitting in front of the bed to maintain his double knives, the sun was just right outside, and the sunlight coming in from the wooden lattice window fell on him, Fu Sangshen saw this scene It's a bit unacceptable, the person who can knock them into the air with one punch has such a peaceful and beautiful style of painting.

"Master God Judge, let's leave first, see you later!"

In the end, Luan chose to come to Komaeda's window to bid farewell: "Please don't slap me in the face when you beat me up, I am a person who relies on my face to make a living."

"It's messing around again."

Yao Yan looked at this brother who had become more lively recently, shrugged and let him go freely: "The god judge, we are leaving."

Everything is kept silent, how can there be so much to talk between men.

"...they will lend it to you temporarily."

The five tigers retreated and left the tigers in the corridor. He was reluctant to give up, but swords have no eyes on the battlefield. These creatures that fight with their teeth and claws are not as good as the knives in their hands.

It is more reassuring to leave it to the god judge than to put it anywhere.

Komaeda sighed inwardly, and said slowly, "Be careful on the road."

"Go away."

Relying on calling Yayoi Komaeda the judge, they dared to come and disturb at this time. The three short swords looked at each other and smiled, and ran to the gate of Honmaru at an extremely fast speed. The large troops were already waiting There, you can't be late at this moment.

When there was only the rustling of leaves blown by the wind, Komaeda pulled out the knife and pointed it at the light.

"Don't see blood today."

After deleting those bloody scenes from the plan, Yayoi Komaeda closed her eyes and started counting down.

Komaeda's side quieted down, but those Fusangshen who left early began to wave against their conscience.

As villains in the setting, if they don't destroy some buildings, grab some money and props, they are ashamed to say that their dream was to rule the entire virtual world.

So everyone is pulling out all the stops to do bad things.

This stumped most of Fu Sangshen. Before, he always followed the rules and took not to cause trouble for everyone. Suddenly, he changed to the complete opposite guidance, and he was a little timid to start a fire.

Sanri Yuezong covered his sleeves and smiled: "We are monsters who want to destroy the whole world. If we stop at this step, we will be forgotten by the world."

"I always feel that Sankayue is very good at such things."

Xiaohuwan smashed the window glass of Wanwu with a knife, and chopped all kinds of expensive props inside into pieces: "Don't stay by the side to watch the show at a time like this. If you fail the final inspection results, We won't intercede for you."

"That's it~"

Jinjian scurried around in the air, the knife in his hand accurately cut into the joints of the signboards, his movements were fast, and when the billboards on the street fell to the ground with a loud noise, he had already jumped onto the last piece.

The entire street raised huge dust, and the players who were shuttled in it rushed to a safe place as early as the first time, and took pictures of the scene in front of them with a little excitement and fear.

Shizheng said, as long as they stay in this circular protective cover, even the strongest swordsman can't hurt them.

With this layer of protection, the players played the role of onlookers more openly, vowing to see the hero Huige appear before leaving.

Even though it is midnight, the time when most people go to sleep, Touken Ranbu ushered in the biggest traffic of the year. Many players were stuck outside the game, and they were so angry that they called to complain, for fear that they would watch less.

The safe zone is now overcrowded, especially after someone uploaded a video of Fu Sangshen slashing and slashing the protective shield on the forum, but it didn't work at all. The players who were worried about getting hurt before were completely crazy.

This is an opportunity to be on TV, only a fool would miss it.

They called for friends, and even the news of the marriage of a well-known idol in the entertainment industry didn't bother them.

Everyone is waiting, waiting for the arrival of the hero Huige.

"Being able to see the battle scene of Lord Huige up close, I have no regrets in my life."

A certain ashes who got the news from a small channel logged into the game early and stood at the edge of the protective cover. Just now, Fu Sangshen's sword was just one centimeter in front of him and looked at the cover.

But none of this could shake his determination to stand in the first row.

"Are you also an admirer of Lord Gray Grid?"

Someone said: "Me, me, me, me too!"

This scene of acknowledgment of relatives appeared countless times, and at the end, the players actually stood in place and began to exchange resources in their hands. Without exception, all of these people were surrounded by the expensive and ordinary gray grid scarf in the game .

The other, without exception, is the camera in their hands that can capture the highest-definition images.

"I wish I could..."

See you soon, Mr. Gray Grid.

The fan, who was about to complain with happiness, stopped his voice. In the next second, his excited eyeballs would protrude, and his fingers tremblingly pointed at the figure approaching from a distance.

A distorted scream came out of his throat, he punched himself, and told everyone around him to be quiet.

The crowd was obviously restless, but they were extremely quiet. In this silence, the sound of Yayoi Komaeda's footsteps was undoubtedly amplified, as if they were ringing in their ears.

It was still the smooth cut windbreaker, with a black shirt underneath, and the durable-looking trousers matched with a pair of slightly thick short boots.

With his hands in his pockets, he walked over leisurely, with the scarf wrapped twice, and his tail resting on his chest. If the background wasn't the messy house by Fu Sangshen, it would definitely be A shoot for a fashion magazine.

Not to mention that this outfit is inconvenient for fighting... The hero Huige in this shape is so handsome that everyone is speechless.

Only the running camera faithfully recorded everything.

Yayoi Komaeda really felt uncomfortable with the suit she was wearing. There was no reason to fight in a shirt, and with the windbreaker in the way, it was inconvenient to draw a knife.

However, he couldn't refuse. This was chosen by Otonashi Ryo specially for him. After rejecting countless combinations recommended by his manager, Komaeda could only choose the one that looked simple and low-key.

When the onlookers saw Huige stop, they thought he was about to start a fight. Unexpectedly, the next second, the entire windbreaker was taken off and thrown to the side, and the button that was tied to the neckline was also undone to the chest.

He rolled up his sleeves again, and those with good eyes can see his rounded wrist bones, and there are faint muscle lines floating on his slightly thin arms.

"I don't know if I can kill those monster viruses today...but there will definitely be a lot of rivals tomorrow."

A girl who looked very calm suddenly covered her face: "Ah, why does it make people feel more handsome than three years ago? Is this the charm of a mature man? How can I fall in love with such a person after seeing him?" other people."

No one refute, because the fight has already been staged.

With them, close at hand.

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