Shirou clone 3000 million

A few days later in the evening, Kurokawa Shiro logged into the game again, and was about to sit in the treasure vault when he suddenly heard countless shouts coming from below, gathering together, making it extremely noisy.

"What's going on? It's so noisy."

Ainz Urgon below, why is he so noisy today?

Out of curiosity, Kurokawa Shiro flew into the sky, intending to go and have a look.

……

"Damn it, what the hell is going on?"

The Great Tomb of Nazarick, on the ninth floor underground, where all players gather.

Before that, some players had already died once.

"Sorry, Flying Squirrel, I was still complaining in my heart before, why didn't you defend the guild, now it seems that I misunderstood. With such a large number of people, if you can defend the guild, you will be a ghost!"

"That... it's also the first time I've encountered so many enemies. Why did we, Ainz-Wurgon, suddenly become enemies of the world?"

While speaking, a large group of full-level players rushed in from outside, surrounding everyone in Anzi Urgong.

"Surrender, Ainz Ooal Gown."

"You are now public enemies. If you hand over the Great Tomb of Nazarick, there is still a way out."

"All the full-level players of the entire game are here. If you have no hope, surrender."

"Takimi, I admit that you are very powerful. I can't beat you in a one-on-one match, but this time you, Ainzi Oulgong, have absolutely no chance."

Momonga forced himself to calm down, and looked around at the full-level players.

They were all familiar faces, and each of them was a full-level player that he hadn't seen for a long time. I didn't expect Anzi Ooulgong to be besieged by so many people suddenly. Why?

"Why do you want the Great Tomb of Nazarick? You should all have your own guild residences, right?"

"What we want is not Nazarick, but a time travel opportunity. Give up Nazarick, and we will allow you guild players to stay."

"What! You guys actually believe those rumors on the Internet?"

"Indeed, that's just a rumor, but since the Prime Minister is always asking someone to take him to level up, it's enough to show that the rumor still has some credibility."

Are you crazy, or am I crazy?

Or, is the whole world crazy?

Momonga was silent for a few seconds, and flatly denied:

"That's just nonsense, it's not worth believing. How can a game be realized in reality? No child would believe such a thing."

"Indeed, this is a joke that even children won't believe. But not only our country, but other countries also set World Tree as the only game and call on all citizens to join."

"What does this have to do with our Great Tomb of Nazarick?"

"It is said that the Nazarick tomb is the center of the time-traveling manifestation. Therefore, let go of all restrictions, and you will not be able to keep it."

Momonga remained silent, what is going on?

It was just a rumor on the Internet, without any basis at all, and the whole world believed it.

If that's the case, the guild's resident cannot be guaranteed.

At this time, Taqimi suddenly said:

"Let go of the restrictions, Momonga."

"Takimi."

"I've also heard the rumors on the Internet. There are many people who believe it. We can't keep it."

"But…"

Momonga remained silent for a while, as he said, it was impossible to keep it.

But how could one's own guild residence become a public place where people could come and go?

"it is good."

"A wise choice, then, remove all defenses, otherwise you will only lose."

"What's going on up there?"

"A large number of novice players are coming over, planning to use Nazarick as a resting place, betting on that slim chance."

"You... really think that the game will be realized within half a year?"

"I don't believe it, but I think the whole world is going to war, there must be a reason."

silence.

Momonga could only sigh lightly, lifted all the defense restrictions of the guild, and put the NPC into standby mode.

The next moment, more players flooded in, emerging endlessly, endlessly.

The ninth floor of the Nazarick Tomb, which was originally very empty, became crowded in an instant.

For this reason, Momonga and other Ainzi Urgon players had to retreat to the tenth floor.

But it was obvious that it would be full quickly too.

"What should we do? Should we give up the guild? Momonga."

"...No, if we are able to travel through manifestation, we must not leave the Great Tomb of Nazarick."

"You believe it? Momonga."

"I don't believe it, but as they said, the whole world believes it, so it must not be completely false. Therefore, we must stay here and hold on to the opportunity to cross."

Chapter 310 IX Nothing

Chapter 320 Chapter 310 Chapter [-] Nothing

Before I knew it, a month passed by.

However, with the passage of time, the popularity of the World Tree game has not declined at all, but its influence has been increasing day by day.

In particular, the Great Tomb of Nazarick has become a holy place for all players. Countless players crowded here together, waiting for the rumored moment to come.

That night, when the countdown on the system interface entered 12 o'clock in the morning, everyone clearly felt that the game was alive.

The players inside and outside the Great Tomb of Nazarick felt their own state, and instantly reveled.

On the floating island above Nazarick's head, Kurokawa Shiro sat in the treasure house, staring blankly at the empty room in front of him.

Just a few seconds ago, this place was still full of all kinds of treasures, any door, seven dragon balls... all imaginable treasures can be found here.

However, at that moment just now, it first turned into a substance, then turned into a phantom in an instant, and disappeared without a trace.

There is only one conclusion, I have traveled to a different world with the floating island, but these treasures have not materialized along with it.

In other words, there are too many things that I want to manifest, and this kind of realization seems to require energy. If there is not enough energy, naturally it cannot be successfully manifested.

"Asshole! If I knew this would happen, I would have asked the game company to design fewer props."

"I haven't even materialized a single prop, why am I still traveling here?"

Rather, why should I ignore the comfortable modern society and come to such a ghost place to suffer?

The domineering look swept away, "looking" at the empty floating island, Kurokawa Shiro let out a long sigh.

In the past, in order to speed up the design of props, the design of NPC subordinates was delayed again and again. Now, there are only three or five low-level NPCs on this island.

It is said to be an empire, but there are no citizens, no officials, and it is no different from an empty shell.

"asshole……"

After cursing a few words in a low voice, Kurokawa Shiro began to check his own changes.

The game characters are successfully realized, and the equipment and props worn on the body have become real, but the storage ring and a large number of powerful props inside have all disappeared.

To sum up, after traveling through time, I didn't get any benefits, but became much weaker.

"Sigh... Blame me for being too greedy. I wanted too many things, but I didn't get any of them."

When he turned around, Kurokawa Shiro saw the gate next to the gate of the treasure house.

"What is this? Any door? No, I remember that any door is not that big."

After pondering for a few seconds, a name suddenly came to mind.

The teleportation gate is divided into two parts: the mother gate and the child gate. There is only one mother gate, and the number of child gates is unlimited.

Reaching out and touching the portal lightly, a fixed coordinate has already been stored in it. Looking at the pictures around it, it should be a modern society.

"Can this portal connect modern society and another world?"

If so, the result would not be the worst.

[Use subgates! ]

[One end is set here, and the other end is set as my home. ]

The next moment, a translucent light gate appeared in front of his eyes.

Kurokawa Shiro stepped into it slowly.

After walking through the portal and coming to the familiar room, he suddenly felt a lot of novelty.

"Is it the gate connecting the two places? Such a result is not bad."

"Change your clothes and go out for supper."

At this time, the landline at home suddenly rang.

Picking up the phone and pressing the answer button, the voice of the shadow clone suddenly came from the other end.

"Are you still there? At that moment just now, players from all over the world disappeared at the same time, which has caused an uproar."

"Well, I'm still here."

"What! So, those props are all for nothing? I just said, I want you to go to the Great Tomb of Nazarick to squeeze in. You don't want to, now it's gone?"

"I…"

"Really, I have made so many preparations, but I didn't succeed. The whole world has traversed, but you have not, which is too embarrassing."

"No, I just came back from another world."

"Huh...? How is it possible? Oh... is it the effect of the portal? Great! The plan went well, what about the Dragon Balls? Lend me to use it, I want to make a wish and become a real person."

Kurokawa Shiro was speechless, you are just a shadow clone, right?To actually want to become a real person, is this a rebellion?

"No, I traveled alone, and none of those props were manifested."

"What? Then what's the use of traveling across time? A waste of time."

"Yeah, not only wasting time, but also wasting feelings."

Kurokawa Shiro sighed softly, who would have thought that he would get nothing this trip.

With all these equipment and props, it is no different from having none.

"What about those players who traveled through the past at the same time as you? Have they returned?"

"No, they're still there."

"In this case, I want to run for prime minister, is that okay?"

"What does it mean?"

"It literally means that the prime minister and many officials in the country have traveled to another world, and now the Internet is already full of quarrels. If this is the case, then we can only go online, right?"

"As you please."

After hanging up the phone, Kurokawa Shiro put away the portal, changed into a casual clothes, and walked slowly towards a restaurant he frequented.

It is now past 12 o'clock in the evening, and there are not many restaurants that will be open normally at this time, and there are very few options.

Leaving the apartment building, the street was empty, all the surrounding buildings were dark, only the street lights were on as usual.

In the restaurant, compared to the past, there are a lot fewer people.

There is only one customer in the store, and there are not a few waiters.

When someone entered the restaurant, the two waiters who were chatting in empty seats immediately got up and greeted them.

"Welcome, would you like to dine in the hall or go to the private room?"