SAO, the central square of the starting town, despair and panic are spreading. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Obviously just want to play the game happily, but the cruel reality has given tens of thousands of players a fatal blow, this cross-century stealth game, it can't let players actively log out inside, and any attempt to take off the NERvGear helmet in the outside world will cause the microwave emitted by the signal component in the helmet will destroy the brain, which means that all the players on the scene are trapped in this game, unless they clear the entire 100-story tower of Ayn Grant as requested by the game developer Akihiko Kayaba, Otherwise, don't think about going out for the rest of your life, and what's even more desperate is that this SAO game doesn't even have any resurrection items, and once the player dies, then the NERvGear helmet will also destroy the player's brain.

"It's a game, but it's not a joke!"

What was once a slogan became a mantra in this moment, either risk death to raid the game or be trapped here forever, and players seem to have no other choice, except, of course, someone.

Looking at the disappearing figure of Akihiko Aoba in the sky, Mo Wen felt a little funny, in his opinion, this developer who pretended to be a god of death was no different from those Internet addicted teenagers in the past, only more crazy, in order to create a world that was infinitely close to the real world, he actually kidnapped more than 10,000 people to play death games with him.

But from the bottom of his heart, Mo Wen admires Akihiko Kayaba, after all, the more exciting and enjoyable the game, the better, anyway, he can't die, as for whether other people die or not, what does it have to do with him.

Although he is not perverted enough to take the initiative to use other people's lives to amuse himself, if he just sits back and enjoys it, Mo Wen is still happy to accept it.

Gently stroking the mirror in his hand, he was even a little curious about what Kayaba Akihiko's parting gift was.

The name of the prop is 'Holding a Small Mirror', but this small quadrangular mirror doesn't seem to have any other purpose except for reflecting the image in its own game, there is no manual, and there is no introduction, Mo Wen has looked at it several times, and he has not figured out what this thing does.

And just when he was thinking about whether to break this mirror at this time, a white light suddenly gushed out from the mirror, and then enveloped Mo Wen.

The white light came and went quickly, and it disappeared in just two or three seconds, and the original scenery appeared in front of Mo Wen's eyes again, and everything seemed to have changed nothing.

The tattered one-handed sword, the somewhat thin novice vest, and the ill-fitting boots were still the same equipment as before, Mo Wen looked left and right, and didn't find any difference.

It's just that the next moment, the voices of the players around him tell him what happened.

"Y-How did I-how did I change back to my old self?"

"You turned out to be a man!"

"Uh, disgusting! Perverted! ”

・・・・・・

It's noisy, more than 90% of the players around have changed their appearance, and even the gender of many people has changed, men in women's clothes, women in men's armor, all kinds of things.

- What, it's just a prop that turns a character into a real face! I thought there was something interesting left behind by that guy in the Kayaba!

Mo Wen, who had been landing with his original face because of the trouble, pouted, since the prop was this kind of function, it would be useless for him at all.

Looking at the players around him who had been devastated by a series of blows, he shrugged his shoulders and walked towards the outside of the square.

It is estimated that these guys in front of him don't want to expect them to be able to play normally in a short period of time, rather than waiting here, Mo Wen would rather go out and see the scenery, and he doesn't plan to stay in this virtual game all the time, his daily time is very limited.

It was only a few steps before a red-haired eagle with a hooked nose and a stubble chin happened to look at it, staring at Mo Wen's face, as if he had found something surprising, and immediately screamed.

"Why haven't you changed back to the way you used to?!"

The very sharp sound, even in the chaotic square, was extremely harsh, making the surrounding players subconsciously look over.

Then following the fingers of the red-haired player, they also saw Mo Wen's current appearance, and gasped one by one, their eyes full of surprise and suspicion.

With short blond hair, golden and silver eyes, and fair skin, with the blessing of the charm of the Gundam EX rank, Mo Wen's appearance is completely beyond the handsome category that ordinary people can imagine, so that everyone will have a trace of unreal impression when they see it for the first time, and in this situation, this unreal feeling will be transformed into another impression, that is, Mo Wen's appearance has been modified, otherwise people will not be able to accept the fact that someone in reality will be so handsome.

"It's your business!"

Because he was surrounded by a group of players in three layers and three layers outside, and then stared at it like a rare animal, Mo Wen was extremely unhappy, casually stabbed the red hair, and continued to walk outside.

It's just that Mo Wen ignores the fear of the players, because of the threat of death, most people can't think calmly now, so an untenable guess can make them unable to control themselves.

Originally, seeing everyone coming around, the red hair was a little embarrassed to cause such a big trouble to Mo Wen, but at this moment, the latter's expression of being too lazy to pay attention to you still stung him deeply, after all, when your life is threatened, there is a person around you who doesn't seem to care about anything, this sense of disparity is not a good feeling.

"You guy is not allowed to go, make things clear, why everyone has changed, but you don't, say, are you in contact with that guy Kayaba Jinghiko!"

Ignoring the black-haired player beside him, the red fur took a step forward to stop Mo Wen and asked loudly.

And hearing his words, the surrounding players also became chaotic.

"yes, tell me what's going on!"

"You guy definitely has something to do with Akihiko Kayaba, hurry up and tell that bastard to let us out!"

"Yes, don't want to leave if you don't make it clear!"

・・・・・・

This is the voice that suspects that Mo Wen has something to do with Akihiko Kayaba and hopes to find another way.

"Did you get any precious props, so you can reveal them?"

"Isn't there anything good that shouldn't be shared with everyone now, young man, you must know that this is a situation where everyone has to work together to survive! You can't be too selfish."

"You're an open beta player, you must have gotten a lot of good things from the insider, I won't fight with you about this, but you have to share the information you know with everyone, don't want to eat alone!"

・・・・・・

This is the sound of thinking that Mo Wen got some cherished props and wanted to take advantage of it.

Surrounded by tens of thousands of players, Mo Wen had to accept the indiscriminate bombardment of everyone around him like a big sinner at this moment, if he didn't still have the last shred of reason, knowing that this game would really kill people, it is estimated that someone would have done it by now. But Rao is like this, and the players are also getting more and more excited, their voices and intonation are constantly improving, and several of them have already reached out to catch Mo Wen.

However, looking at the faces around him that were distorted by fear and greed, Mo Wen had only one response.

"A bunch of idiots, get out of here!"