"It looks like the women's group has been wiped out."

On the big screen, the virtual reality training ground that was originally set up as a dungeon has been restored to the original pure white room, and Yuriko Takashiro, who had just been tossed unconscious by the evil slime, lay quietly in the empty room, there was no slime, and the clothes that had been corroded were still intact on the body, and the weapons were thrown aside indiscriminately.

After all, it's just a fake experience simulated by virtual reality technology - well, except for the real experience of being ravaged by a slime just now.

"It seems that for ordinary people, it is still too reluctant to directly face a fantasy-level opponent."

Long Jing pretended to sigh with regret.

"But although there are extenuating circumstances, failure is failure, and punishment is inevitable."

- As for the fact that there are no weapons on the rack that can be used against slimes. Hehe, who knows.

"Boss, the men's group has started, aren't you going to take a look?"

In charge of the men's group, Erin walked up to Long Jing and whispered.

"Men's Division, Ah......"

Long Jing groaned, he came to this world to choose his entourage and not to choose a harem, so naturally it was impossible to only pick women. The men's and women's teams entered the room one step earlier, and it had always been Erin's responsibility, who hadn't been to see it once.

However, I just watched the women's group without misery, and I turned around to look at the men's ......

"You didn't have any weird stuff arranged, did you?"

"Boss, don't compare me to you."

Erin's extremely firm answer made Long Jing's mind darken.

Well, he admits that letting the first match of the women's group challenge slime is his personal bad taste, but does he need to draw a line with himself like this, how can he say that he is also her master?

"Let's see, then."

Since there is no blinding setting, it is not bad to watch the scenes of the men fighting.

The screen quickly switched to training ground No. 2 in the men's division.

Compared to the women's division, the men's division is much more "normal".

The scene is a circular colosseum the size of a football field, with wide stone slabs covered in weeds, red and black blood stains on the ground, and corpses nailed with spears on the walls around it, most of which have been turned into white bones.

In one corner of the Colosseum, four men formed a defensive formation to fend off the attacks of hundreds of skeleton soldiers.

"Komuro, pay attention to conserving your strength!"

Soichiro Takashiro shouted loudly as he slashed the head of an approaching skeleton soldier with his katana.

"Huhu, I see."

Komuro gasped and lifted a metal bat in his hand and smashed it a skeleton's head, and with a bang, the skeleton's entire upper body shattered into bone fragments.

Although these skeleton soldiers look hideous and terrifying, their combat effectiveness is not strong, their strength is a little weaker than that of ordinary people, and their bodies are not very strong, even an ordinary high school student like him can knock half of his body apart with a stick.

But the problem is the number, there are so many skeletons that Komuro can't remember how many skeleton skulls he has broken, but these skeletons continue to pour in as if they were out of play.

Some people may think that it is just a matter of swinging a stick, but in fact, if an untrained person swings a stick with all his might, it only takes a few dozen times for his arm to feel like he can't lift it.

"Filial piety! Be careful! ”

Komuro Takashi was slightly distracted, and a skeleton soldier immediately stuck to it, raising his knife and slashing. Jing Haoyong, who was in charge of the defense on the left flank, hurriedly saw this and hurriedly kicked a skeleton in front of him away, as if he wanted to go over to rescue.

However, someone was faster than him, and with a crisp gunshot, the skull close to Komuro Takashi was blown off by the bullet and staggered down.

"Thanks, Hirano!"

Komuro breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly thanked his classmate Hirano Toda, who was in charge of supporting him in the rear with a sniper rifle.

Hirano gave him a thumbs-up and a confident smile as he turned his head to continue observing the battlefield and picking up on the gaps for the others.

Komuro couldn't help but leave a drop of cold sweat on his forehead, Hirano was completely a cowardly waste material when he was in class in the past, but he didn't expect that after picking up the gun, he completely seemed to be a different person.

"Good marksmanship, boy!"

Soichiro Takashiro couldn't help but praise that at first Hirano went to get a gun, he was actually against it, because guns are not like cold weapons, and people will die if they are not careful, especially those who have never used a gun, whether they will hurt the enemy or themselves is two words. However, Hirano proved with his performance that he was completely capable of handling the murder weapon in his hand, and even his marksmanship was even better than that of Soichiro Takagi's retainers, which he had only seen in his wife Yuriko.

Thinking of his wife, Soichiro Takashiro couldn't help but feel a little regretful, if he could fight side by side with his wife at this time, it must be a beautiful thing.

Of course, this is not to say that he wants his wife to be involved in this kind of thing.

Since receiving that strange invitation a week ago, his life has changed dramatically, from the original leader of a right-wing group seeking to enter politics, to a warrior who is now sent to various places every night by an unknown existence to fight goblins, kobolds, skeletons, and other monsters that were previously thought to be just imaginary monsters.

And by his side, there are only three high school students who fight side by side with him.

Fate is such a thing as unpredictable.

Although he didn't know the purpose of the other party, the ability he displayed far beyond the level of modern humans deeply shocked Soichiro Takashiro's heart. And every time after completing a task, the things that can be exchanged for points rewards that can be obtained from the task given by the black ball ignite this man's ambition.

"After today's task is completed, the points will be enough to exchange for [Snow Walk]."

Thinking so, Soichiro Takashiro chopped off the head of the last skeleton soldier.

"It's finally over."

Komuro sat down on the floor, something like this has happened every night since he entered the Black Ball Room. He also went from being angry at the beginning, then getting used to it, and finally now only looking forward to finishing the day's task early and going home to sleep.

"The enemy is getting stronger."

Jing Haoyong took a deep breath and adjusted his body, these days the fight is getting more and more eating, even with his karate black belt level, he is starting to be overwhelmed.

"Points, which can be exchanged for more powerful weapons and abilities." Soichiro Takashiro put the knife back into the sheath and said slowly, "The quest rewards us with points not to keep them beautiful, but to exchange them for those weapons and body enhancements." ”

"Strengthen, I honestly don't want them to plant anything weird in me......"

Komuro Takashi pressed his hands on his sore thighs, and to be honest, he was not interested at all about the "Nemean Subcutaneous Armor" and "Collaborative Logic Processor" that Black Ball highly recommended.

"Hey, why did it take so long to teleport like this? The mission should be done, right? ”

At this time, Hirano suddenly spoke up. Everyone also reacted at this time, it stands to reason that they should be teleported back to the black ball room immediately after the mission is over, why did they wait so long this time and the teleportation hasn't started yet.

"It can't be broken, right?"

"How is that possible?"

While they were guessing, the ground suddenly shook violently.

"Earth...... Earthquake? ”

Just as they were in doubt, a huge crack suddenly cracked in the ground in the center of the Colosseum, and a white bone arm as tall as they had all together stretched out from the ground, and vigorously scratched at the edge of the crack, and it was obvious that the owner of this arm was trying to climb up from below.

Several people glanced at each other, and at the same time saw uneasiness in each other's eyes.

***

"Boss, this is not in my arrangement."

In the monitoring room, Erin sighed helplessly at Long Jing.

"I know, I know." Long Jing waved his hand indifferently, and in the surveillance video, Sonichiro Takashiro and others were rolling and crawling under the attack of a super-large skeleton soldier of more than ten meters, and this super-large skeleton soldier was naturally Long Jing's handiwork.

"Erin, you must know that grace and power are king. It's been a week since the men's group entered the room, and I remember you haven't used the punishment system yet, right? ”

"Boss, it's just that you want to play the punishment game." Erin said unceremoniously.

"Haha...... How can it be. Long Jing snorted, and quickly changed the topic: "By the way, I don't know what kind of punishment method this punishment system is, I remember it's called [Super Painful Punishment Machine], right?" ”

"I haven't tried it either." Erin frowned, but replied, "According to the instructions, it will give the victim the most feared or severe pain that has ever suffered. Although just producing pain doesn't really cause physical damage, but because it is

False experience, so there is no loss of consciousness due to pain, and if the punishment is set for too long, there is a risk of mental damage. ”

"The most painful?" Long Jing picked his ears with his little thumb, "How much pain can it be?" What does it hurt? ”

"It varies from person to person." Erin shrugged, "If it were me, it would probably be a headache." Because my job requires a calm mind. ”

"I see." The dragon nodded, wondering what if it were him.

As soon as he thought of it, Long Jing directly called up the control panel of the punishment system, set the target as himself, and adjusted the duration to ten seconds at first, but after thinking about it, he changed it to five seconds. After all, he just wanted to know the outcome, not to be masochistic.

"Okay, let's go."

After making mental preparations, Long Jing pressed the OK button.

"Oh-mm---!"

A few seconds later, Long Jing let out a terrible scream, holding his balls and lying on the ground hunched over like a boiled prawn, twitching.