Experience RPG in high school

...Go to ○ to see the dim sum!

Whoever likes to go!After going through a wave of extremely brutal chasing battles, you realize that cherishing your own life is the most important thing. How can the protagonist at level 6 beat the boss at level 18?

"I'll give it to you right here."

You said in a bad tone, and put the burden on the altar, anyway, you wouldn't go to that kitchen if you were killed.

As if she didn't hear the answer, the proprietress repeated the original words: "Come with me, I need to confirm the snacks in the kitchen."

...I really don't want to care about her.It doesn't matter if the task is not completed, no one wants to die, you said impatiently: "I will put the snacks here, if you are not satisfied, forget it, it doesn't matter if you don't want to give money and rewards."

You turned around and wanted to leave, but the other party called you to stop.

There was no emotion in the boss lady's voice. The tone: "Do you really want money?"

The tone seemed to be asking himself if he would give up on the mission, no more!This kind of mission should be leveled up before taking it!

I really don't want to recall the feeling of being corroded. Just as you opened your mouth to speak, the proprietress in front of you was blown away.

…? ? ?

What the hell!Your brain was only stunned for a second, and you stared wide-eyed at the familiar curse spirit crawling out from the direction of the corridor, turned your back and tried to rush out the door.

However, after pulling it several times, it failed to open, and the door was locked! !

In a critical moment, when you are about to spit out a mouthful of old blood, you run into the room without hesitation. The curse spirit is wriggling from the left, so run to the right corridor of the counter by yourself!

[System: Enter escape mode. 】

"..." Come again? ?

A countdown reading bar appeared in front of you, you panted heavily and chose the right, escaped 3 options in a row according to the memory of last week, and froze suddenly when the 4th one popped up.

What, what to do...

You were about to cry, and couldn't help but shed tears from your eyes. You forced yourself to calm down, and tried to choose the left before the reading bar was emptied.

Bet right!

There is a new corridor in front of you, so you can only continue to rush forward desperately. You don’t know when it will be the end, when you will end this damn escape mode... Your whole body is broken, you are running out of breath, but you can’t move your feet. stop.

This time the corridor was very long, I don't know how long I ran like crazy, and there was another turning point in front of me.

However, there are lights in the direction of the two new corners, and you suddenly realize that this is the last option.

Option 1: Run left.

Option 2: Run to the right.

Go... go right! !You shouted and rushed to the right, but there was only one wall in front of you.

The curse spirit who was chasing after him chased after him, a strong and pungent smell came over, the pain like sulfuric acid stimulated the brain, and your vision fell into darkness.

Oh shit.

[System: Loading...Loading...]

*

Waking up panting, the familiar altar was in front of him again.

The candle at the corner of the table is still the same as before, the candle oil flows down the main trunk, and the position of the solidification in the middle has not changed at all. The dancing flame illuminates the obscurity near the altar. Can't help the swear words.

"Then come along."

The proprietress on the opposite side looked calm, unaware of what would happen next, and repeated the words before reading the file in a stiff tone: "I need to confirm the dim sum in the kitchen."

……

You ignored her, but raised your hand and tugged at the door not far away. The door didn't move. You took out the hoe in your backpack and slashed at it several times, but it still didn't break the door.

Absolutely!

Based on the previous two deaths, you realize that no matter whether you go to the kitchen or not, that damned curse spirit will always appear, you bear the burden, step on the steps and silently follow the steps of the proprietress: "Let's go."

Since raising the head is a sword, and shrinking the head is also a sword, the main task must be accepted.

This time you are mentally prepared, and you have memorized all the choices before loading the file. Seeing that the proprietress wants to open the barrier door, you quickly pull the other party to hide.

A huge airflow blew out from inside, and the proprietress was frightened and sat there dumbfounded: "It's all right, why did the door suddenly break down!"

[System: Enter escape mode. 】

You didn't even give the other party a look, you turned around and ran with a hoe and a bag, wait... What are you doing with this broken bag in a critical moment!

"Snacks... I want snacks..."

The voice of the curse spirit was intermittent, as if it had been added with horror and ethereal sound effects, your chest was boiling, and in a hurry, you directly threw the bag containing the wagashi snacks to the other party.

The mantra turned his head and opened his mouth to eat, and the countdown was extended by 5 seconds!

Option 1: Run left.

Option 2: Run to the right.

In front of you is the familiar first turning point. According to your previous memory, you sorted out all the answers before loading the file, and nervously clicked to run to the right.

The subsequent choices went very smoothly. I rushed out of the last turning in the order of "right, right, right, left, left", and a glimmer of light came into the dark corridor immediately...

You ran into the backyard!

The backyard is connected to the mountain, and there is an exit connected to the country road beside it, as if seeing great hope, the excitement of escaping after a life and death wells up in the lung cavity that is difficult to breathe, and that damned curse spirit has been left behind!

Heaving a sigh of relief, you want to turn your head to look at the thing, but you see that the curse spirit has not been shaken off at all, instead, it's frantic, screaming "Dim Sum!"

Help!The damn thing!

You were so angry when you found out that the escape mode played you like a fool, and now you can't escape, so you just rushed up with a broken jar and a hoe.

The sharp hoe slashed fiercely at the curse spirit, but this guy's body was as soft as a swamp!Half of the hoe sank in, and you immediately wanted to pull it out, but the opponent seized the opportunity to lift up his claws and smash the hoe in half.

Another sweep, you were blasted several meters away by the opponent's attack, accompanied by corrosive liquid, you fell to the ground suddenly and rolled around, sparks were rubbed out, and half of your face was scratched .

[System: Player HP-250! 】

Damn 250... The system absolutely treats itself as a fool. You get up in severe pain and try to get something from your backpack to stop the bleeding. The curse spirit rushes over again. The more anxious you are, the less you can find the "delicious food" that grandma gave you before Baked muffins", but touched a piece of bloody raw meat first.

Yes, hateful.

Unable to hold back a few tears, raw meat also adds blood, you can only hold your breath and take an urgent bite, the strong fishy smell and taste almost make you spit it out on the spot.

But the curse spirit in front of you is the most delightful, lower your head and continue to rummage, at this moment you think of that wolf fur cloak, if you touch it by chance, you can put it on immediately, at least you can add some defense to yourself.

However, what is needed most now are weapons!

Weapons... Weapons... I remember that the pair of scissors from the tailor shop have not been sold yet, you are flipping through them anxiously, and the cold sweat is dripping down, but the curse spirit has already rushed in front of you, it seems to like playing with snacks—— In other words, the movement of flying people, you were suddenly drawn to the tree trunk not far away.

"puff--"

You couldn't help spitting out a big mouthful of blood, your internal organs were in desperate pain, and you felt like something had been stabbed into your chest.

Looking down, there was just a branch in the middle of the trunk, and it was inserted into his heart with incomparable precision at this moment.

[System: Player HP-1500! ! 】

Depend on!What a speechless incident!

You are heartbroken, the damage of 1500 obviously exceeds the blood gauge, and you feel that your life is slowly passing away, but a loud reminder pops up.

[System prompt: Gojo Satoru joined the battle, do you accept the invitation? (more than 10 seconds to accept by default)]

Following the appearance of this reminder, the third-level curse spirit not far away was instantly killed, black blood sprayed all over the ground, and a white-haired boy with sunglasses jumped over the house above his head with his hands in his pockets. , paused when he saw you on the tree trunk.

"Tsk... you're late." He pulled on his sunglasses and took his hands out of his pocket.

Your consciousness is plunged into darkness.

Before his vision was completely blurred, he only remembered seeing a pair of long and unfamiliar legs, and the level displayed because the opponent joined the battle——

Gojo Satoru, Lv.73.

...fuck it.

*

He opened his eyes expressionlessly, and in front of him was the familiar hotel proprietress, who looked over mechanically: "Then, come with me."