Two hours later.

Kurosawa Silver took off the game helmet with a blank face, threw it onto the chair, and folded his hands on the game console, silently burying his head in the crook of his arm.

And it didn't take long for his neighbor Fumihito Asama to return from the game world to the real world.

His face was flushed with excitement, and he was still smirking, which didn't match his identity at all.

But Fumihito Asama doesn't care.

Anyway, it's all his people, and he won't lose face, and he's just obsessed with Kurosawa's performance in the game world now.

"Nanmu, you're so powerful, you don't look like a novice playing the game for the first time, if you hadn't used a bomb to attract firepower, that super disgusting monster wouldn't have been defeated...... I'm so excited, now we're the first characters in the Epoch progress bar!Unfortunately, we died at the hands of the second boss......"

Fumihito Asama chattered happily.

Many people who also came out of the game saw their young master so happy, and they also felt the same way, plus Kurosawa Silver's really good performance in the game, people who like games, their favorability towards Kurosawa Silver naturally rose.

Of course, their favorability did not rise as fast as Asama Fumihito, and although their hearts were happy because of the progress of their survival in the First Age this time, they also quickly calmed down, which was like Asama Fumihito, his mouth kept moving, and he subconsciously ignored Kurosawa Gin's current posture.

The man next to Fumihito Asama knocked on the game helmet.

Fumihito Asama looked over and saw the man snorting at Kurosawa Gin.

Fumihito Asama turned his head sideways, turned to look at Kurosawa Gin, only to notice that Kurosawa was lying on the game console, still burying his head in sight, and seemed to have maintained this posture since he first came out of the game.

Fumihito Asama couldn't help blinking: "Nanmu, are you not feeling well? Or is it that the first death has not been recalled?

“...... Absolutely. Kurosawa spat out a number.

Fumihito Asama was stunned: "Are you crazy? My dad is a madman who pursues the perfection of games, and the game helmet he designed can stimulate the brain to produce all kinds of illusions, and you adjust the 100% realism, so that dying once in the virtual world is no different from dying once in the real world!"

"Who knows......" Kurosawa Silver pulled out a hand and rubbed his hair, "but it's not really dead, and the pain is like that at best......"

"No, I remember you were swallowed directly by that monster and chewed ......"

"The point is not this ......" Kurosawa Gin covered his face with his hand, and between the gaps, the music showed that his eyes seemed to have turned a lot redder, but his voice was very light, so light that Asama Fumihito could hardly hear it, but his panting sound was extremely obvious, "The point is, why is the background of the First Age full of blood......? It's so realistic......"

"But the First Era is a zombie country, blood is normal......" Fumihito Asama looked at Kurosawa Silver blankly, and still couldn't seem to find the point.

"I ......"

"Didn't you say you investigated beforehand?" At that moment, someone put a hand on Kurosawa's shoulder.

Kurosawa didn't have to look up to recognize who the owner of the voice was.

"You don't tease me anymore. Kurosawa Silver slapped Rorschach's hand away, "The information I've gathered has a picture but no smell, but it's in that world...... It's so realistic that it's like I'm in a blood-red hell in real life. ”

"No wonder you're so crazy in the game. Rorschach snorted, "It's just a crazy fight with your eyes closed and no matter what your target is." ”

Kurosawa Silver didn't speak.

Fumihito Asama was finally able to sort out the point of what Kurosawa had just said.

"So you're not good at blood!" "After he suddenly realized, he didn't have much sarcasm, but put on a natural appearance, "Don't mind this, some people are still scared to pee and insist on not playing 'now' difficulty when they first enter the first era, it's already very good that you can hold on until you fight the second boss!"

Kurosawa Silver replied vaguely.

His mind was finally much clearer at this point, and his brain was not in the same dizzy state as when he had just left the game.

Kurosawa Silver shifted the hand holding his forehead, and looked at Fumihito Asama with a face that returned to normal: "Then again, Young Master Asama, I've persisted for so long, I can be regarded as knowing all the rules, right?"

"Of course. Fumihito Asama smiled, "You also successfully gained my friendship, do you have time to PK online?"

"I'll talk about it when I have time. "The ghost will not be comfortable going to that game again. He admits that the game is powerful, but it is because it is so powerful and realistic, that he has a very uncomfortable feeling - ignoring that he has chosen a 100% realism that ordinary people will not choose, Kurosawa Silver thought silently.

Fumihito Asama didn't expect Kurosawa Silver to secretly have so much careful thinking.

He smiled at Kurosawa Gin, "Then are you going to have a drink next?"

"Huh?" Kurosawa looked at him.

"After spending so much time in the virtual world, you have to relax in reality, there is a banquet at half past ten, and the participants are all of us here, come? Fumihito Asama winked at Kurosawa.

Kurosawa Silver smiled dumbly: "I'll go." ”

Fumihito Asama nodded in satisfaction.

He quickly left his seat and went to talk to someone else.

This hall has evolved from being deserted when everyone enters the game to being very lively.

Most of them get together with Fumihito Asama to talk about the game, and a few people enter the game to prepare to go around the "past" difficulty.

The people who were isolated from these two types of people were probably Kurosawa Silver and Rorschach.

"You're a good guy, you've even gotten in here. Kurosawa's tone was really not admirable.

"I am also a referee, and like Wu Wenjing, I applied for it, and of course, in the end, I still have to win this position with my strength. Rorschach answered Kurosawa's doubts seriously, "After all, if you can be here, you must crush the strength of most of the players." ”

"You're not qualified to be a referee. ”

"Oh?"

"It seems to everyone else that you were killed by his claw popping your heart while fighting the second boss, but you did it on purpose, in order to quit the game - otherwise, how could someone like you, who can make it to the boss and is a novice like me, not get the attention of Fumihito Asama? ”

"I didn't expect anything from him to me, I still care about you. ”

"If you hadn't quit the game and touched me and stood next to the console looking at me, I would have been swallowed by the boss and chewed to death like food. ”

"You can really feel my presence......"

"Of course, this headset is similar in design to VR glasses, but it only stimulates the brain to achieve the effect of entering the virtual world, but in fact, I am still in the real world, isn't it...... Okay, get out of the way, I'm going to the bathroom. ”

Kurosawa stood up with the console propped up.

Rorschach leaned sideways to make way for him.

Kurosawa Silver walked out the door, but suddenly thought of something halfway, looked him up and down sideways, and opened his mouth.

"My realism is 10%, one-tenth of yours, so even if I die, I don't feel much pain, don't admire the willpower that I can survive until now after I die once. ”

“...... I didn't ask about this. Kurosawa Silver shook his head, "Did you bring someone here?"

"It's coming. Rorschach replied, "Twenty minutes until half-past ten, and you can look for her." ”

"No, I can't find it. Kurosawa was self-aware, "And you're going to bring her to me." ”