Mulberry seeds need pot demons.

More precisely, she needed the pot.

"Hey......" Oribe's body trembled.

Until Mulberry said those words just now, he didn't think that there was any chance that such a thing would happen.

What are you kidding by stuffing the human soul into a container that belongs only to this world?

How is it possible for the virtual and the real to be mixed together?

However, when he heard the words of the mulberry and felt the madness released from the words of the mulberry, he did not think that it was impossible to happen.

He didn't know how to extract the human consciousness (soul) or how to stuff it into the pot, but he knew one thing for sure.

If you don't stop these Abyss Demons here, it's likely that some unthinkable results will happen.

"Damn, why do you want me to do this level of work as a temporary worker!"

Oribe Rio scolded in his heart, and at the same time secretly glanced at the movements of Mulberry's hand with his peripheral vision.

At this moment, she held the pot softly, as if it were already her possession.

The pot was attached to Oribe's belt with a wire thread, and for the mulberry, it only took a slight pull to break the fragile bond from Oribe.

Yes, it is easy for mulberry seeds to do this.

And for Oribe Rio, he couldn't even stretch out his hand to stop him.

The human soul is great, the human spirit is sublime and indelible, and in the hundreds of millions of years of evolution of life on earth, human beings have come to the fore and gradually understood this.

How can a mere piece of virtual data, an artificial soul, a consciousness made purely of electrons, oppress the noble and supreme spirit of human beings?

Machines are obedient, and humans are the rulers.

At least, before he met Mulberry, Rio Oribe, as an engineer, had always thought so.

But why?

Why did he, who had always had such thoughts, tremble and couldn't move in front of this so-called "high-level abyss demon"?

One AI, one AI......

"Just one AI ...... Is it? ”

As if seeing through Oribe's thoughts, Mulberry didn't do anything to the pot around her waist, but maintained this posture, slowly approaching Oribe's side and letting out an abyssal whisper.

"Looks like there's a lot more you don't know."

Ignoring Oribe's panic and speechlessness, Mulberry's hand was slightly forced, and the pot demon was directly separated from Oribe's waist.

At that moment, Oribe felt as if something had broken in his heart.

The petals of the Dead Orchid fluttered downward, and the wings, which seemed to be nobler than the human soul, vibrated slightly in the air, reflecting the veiled face of the mulberry and the pot in her hand like a holy grail.

"No, I can't win."

"From the very beginning of meeting her, I probably lost."

"Something like this, something like this......"

"As a GM, what is the meaning of what I did before?"

"What's the point of me all the way?"

"What's the point of my life?"

Oribe Rio, who had completely fallen into the atmosphere of failure, questioned himself over and over again in his heart, and every sentence was a step towards the abyss, and the steps were getting bigger and bigger.

Mulberry didn't even make a move at all, so the spirit of Oribe Rio was completely dead.

He was defeated by himself.

It is the original existence of the human spirit; It is the kind of existence that has not been overcome by humans in the long journey since it evolved; It is defeated by the kind of being that can make people succumb to no matter how powerful the flesh is, as soon as they appear.

And that existence is fear.

Mulberry didn't make a move at all, he was knocked down by his own fear.

Oribe Rio completely succumbed, he denied himself in fear, denied his own growth, denied his reality, denied his future, and denied his humanity.

Those fears fed on his own restlessness in his heart, and became bigger and bigger, bigger and bigger, and finally consumed himself.

Since the beginning of human growth, human beings have never solved problems on their own.

From group hunting in the primitive period, to later agricultural civilization, to large-scale industrialization, to information technology, and urban settlement, human beings have grown up in the package of human beings from beginning to end.

Development needs groups, combination needs groups, fertility needs groups, and war needs groups.

So what Oribe Rio needs at the moment is also a group.

Dealing with an existence like the Abyss Demon has never been something that can be done alone.

As a result, a spinning bullet burst through the sky from the high sky of the third layer of the abyss.

……

There was no sound when the bullet came out of the chamber, but Mulberry still noticed the discordant fluctuations in the air, and it was true that in her state, it would be even more suspicious if she couldn't detect it.

As a result, a wisp of her consciousness immediately flew out in the form of a data stream, captured the bullet, and accurately estimated the trajectory of the bullet.

Then, her lips under the veil curled in a palpable curvature.

That's a confident smile.

Because she predicted that if she kept her current motion, the bullet would not be half hit her, but if she dodged subconsciously, the bullet had a good chance of appearing in her dodge trajectory.

So she laughed.

Laugh at the simplicity of this strategy, laugh at the weakness of this bullet, and laugh at the target that this bullet is about to hit.

That's right, if she didn't make any moves, the bullet would have grazed her shoulder and hit Oribe Rio's head.

This is already the result of the calculation, and there will be no mistakes.

The bullet must have hit Oribe Rio's head with her precise calculations, and the person who fired the bullet was also exposed under her probing.

Spring is sleepy, autumn is lacking, and summer is weak.

It's a GM who often appears in a lot of places that shouldn't be.

"Great, I don't even have to do it." Mulberry thought so.

After all, if it was his bullet, he would definitely be able to easily kill Oribe Rio, who had a lower authority level than him.

If it's his bullet......

If it's him......

If yes...... He?

'Poof'.

Like a stone falling into a shallow-bottomed stream, a muffled sound spread from Oribe's forehead.

However, what Mulberry expected did not happen.

There was no blood splattering, and there was no white light.

There was only one Oribe Rio whose expression suddenly became firm.

And in his head, even the wounds of the bullet did not exist.

"Go back to someone's state of mind."

"I didn't expect such a thing to be able to do it to the player, no, to the human soul...... I'm starting to get a little scared of your theory, mulberry. ”

Xia's weak voice came from far away.