There is not enough oxygen to breathe fresh air.

Amuro experienced the feeling of being near-dead.

More intense than ever, the instinct that I might die.

But - how could he die here?

How could he die now?

He hadn't watched the organization and the darkness vanish in the sunlight with him.

He couldn't just die.

He struggled violently, but was unable to move because of the restraints on his body.

Suzi sat on the sidelines, watching the man whose face was already covered with layers of paper struggle violently, but the movement of this struggle gradually became weaker.

I can't see my face anymore, I can only see some blonde hair, and the paper covering my face already has some facial features, presumably after a while, the paper will dry completely, and if you tear it off at that time, it will become a hard mask with clear facial features.

Before his brain became drowsy due to lack of oxygen, his eyes were dizzy and dark, and he was about to die of suffocation, the "mask" on Amuro's face was removed.

He gulped in the fresh air, his body spasmed and trembled unconsciously, and he couldn't help but make a retching sound, but he couldn't spit out anything.

But soon, he once again took control of his body and didn't let himself show such an embarrassed appearance.

"Three minutes and thirteen seconds......" Suzi looked at the time of his pocket watch and closed it.

"Look, I still have a good grasp of proportion, and I won't be unable to control and play people to death when punishing." His tone was casual and a little arrogant.

So that's why it's the same Interrogation Section, but he can take on punishment assignments, others can't.

"Have you rested? Tonight is still a long time, so let's move on. Suzi looked at the embarrassed man, his eyes were lazy, and he said in a low tone.

The blonde man was controlled all over, and his head could not move, but he remained in one position, from gasping for breath to even breathing, but the rate of his heartbeat was still quite rapid, and the heartbeat was very loud.

He closed his eyes and ignored Suz.

"Go ahead, Garm." Suz looked sleepy and commanded softly.

"By the way, prepare me a cup of black coffee, no sugar or milk." He yawned.

At the moment, the dark circles under his eyes are thick, but he can still move so freely, and he relies on coffee to survive.

"Okay." An undulating voice responded.

The punishment continued, and as Suzi said, the night was still long.

……

And Miyamoto Aito is also entering the game at this moment.

[Loading completed——]

[Happy hosting game.] 】

It's a new game world, and the art style is different from the game world I've been to before.

He came to a battlefield.

"Uncle System, can I go back to the game world I went to before?" Aito took out his mobile phone and looked at the group photo that was set as a screensaver on his phone, a man with white hair and blue eyes and a boy with white hair and blue eyes, one lifting up the blindfold and the other holding small sunglasses.

The man smiled with an unreliable look, and the boy smiled softly and well-behaved.

Ato felt that he should have a good impression of Satoru Gojo, probably more than he did for Mr. Magician.

In the game world I've been to so far, the ones he likes the most are probably Mr. Magician and Mr. Gojo.

Mr. Magician is because he is like family, and Satoru Gojo is because he is ......

The same six eyes, as well as ...... Whenever he was with each other, Aitto always remembered some memories.

Mr. Gojo may be his teacher in a way.

Because about the use of the six eyes, as well as the technique, they are all learned from the other party, including the reversal technique.

In his memory, he watched Satoru's video and followed the practice again and again.

Although Shinsekai is also interesting, he would probably prefer to stay with Mr. Gojo or Mr. Magician.

[The game world is random, and it is possible to return to the game world that the host has been to, or to another parallel world that is the same but different.] Uncle System explained.

"It's random...... I know. Aitto nodded thoughtfully.

"What kind of world is this world? Mecha ......? Aitto looked at the mechwarriors around him, his eyes puzzled.

With the ability of six eyes, you can see that there are people sitting inside the mecha, and someone is manipulating.

"These mechs are very good and powerful, if they are arranged for everyone......" Otto's eyes lit up.

"It's going to be hard for the family to die." Then he opened his mouth with a face full of loss.

When he sees something good, he thinks of his family, or rather, he thinks of giving it to Papa.

Because Uncle System doesn't need this, Uncle System has something better than these.

But once you have these things, it is very difficult for the family to die unexpectedly.

He is not worried about PAPA, because the other party's soul has been locked by the system uncle and can be forcibly recycled.

But the rest of the family can't, so if they live longer......

The white-haired and blue-eyed boy lowered his head, his face expressionless, and his eyes were empty.

A missile fell from the sky and exploded behind him, creating a huge crater, splattering debris and ash, and his body was motionless.

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In the rain of bullets, once the bullets came in front of him, they would stop in mid-air and then fall to the ground.

"If the family dies sooner, there will be no other problems." He said with his usual soft smile.

Then he raised his feet and walked under the battlefield, looking at the mechs that sprang out from time to time, or flew in the air, and his eyes were watching.

"These mechs can be improved and optimized, the materials used are too inconvenient, and they will make the mecha very heavy......"

"There should be lighter materials, such as nanomecha ......"

He observed, commented.

Surrounded by ruins that had collapsed as a result of the war, a few grizzled refugees could occasionally be seen poking their heads out of some of the buildings that were still intact.

Looking clean and clean like an out of place teenager, his eyes were full of vigilance, and he even clenched the rifle in his hand.

There are still living beings under some of the collapsed rubble, but if they are not rescued, they will soon die.

Miyamoto Ato ignored it and continued to walk forward.

He didn't know where he was going, but he wanted to see what the world was all about.

"Hey! Are you from over there? A teenager who looked like the leader of the surrounding teenagers stood in front of Aitor and blocked their path.

"Someone over there?" Aito's eyes were blank.

"That's the place that started the war and made this the Eleventh District." The young man gritted his teeth and said indignantly.

"And the culprit who kept us confined to living in the settlements, Britannia." Another teenager who looked younger said angrily.

"I'm not." Aitor shook his head.

He is not at all a man of this game world.

"Then you're the eldest young master who accidentally walked here from another loan? Go back, people like you are not welcome here, go back to where you are supposed to be. The older leader said vigilantly.

“…… There are still people alive under the rubble over there. Aitor pointed in a direction.

"What?!" Several members of the youth group were stunned for a moment.

"There's one over there." Aitto pointed in another direction.

"If it's slow, it probably won't be there." He said in a calm tone.

"You'd better not lie to us." The teenagers gritted their teeth and scattered towards the ruins.

Miyamoto Aito continued to walk forward.

That way, they won't get in the way and won't let him go.

ps: The next chapter is late.,It's probably in the afternoon.,Because I was so sad yesterday that I didn't sleep all night.,My mind is muddy.。

But the other party has deleted it, and I'm in a good mood again.