Just when Yuma Ichinose complained about Nakaya's strange behavior, and Nakahara Nakaya retorted - the two of them chattered and quarreled non-stop, the people around them stiffened aside after witnessing Nakahara Nakaya's terrifying power.

The mask covered their frightened and fearful faces, whispering like sparrows gathered together.

"That guy is also a paranormal?"

"It's actually a person with abnormal abilities......"

"I remember, this ochre-red hair, is it—is it the "gravity messenger"?"

"It's strong, it's like a monster...... Looks like he's just a little ghost......"

The surrounding discussions became more and more noisy, and the Central Plains was like a strange beast. He narrowed his eyes, a hint of violence flashing in the cobalt blue of his eyes.

Nakahara also stopped arguing with Yuma, and directly stepped on the "corpse" that had just been beaten to the ground by himself, and I don't know whose it was that had fainted, and the air around him instantly became heavy and difficult to breathe.

The ochre-haired boy put his hands in his pockets, and his cobalt blue eyes were so insolent that he couldn't take his eyes off it.

"—Who wants to fight gravity?"

The boy's arrogant and confident voice was quite penetrating, and at the same time, it also made the guys around him shut up.

The surroundings instantly fell silent, even if he was holding a weapon, even if the other party was just a little ghost compared to him, he was still terrified, and his body involuntarily took two steps back.

The two sides were at a stalemate.

The man who had been hit before was now falling on top of a pile of wood that had been crushed into tatters, and was hit on the forehead by a piece of metal iron, and the wooden mask outside helped block it, and then it became torn apart and fell to the ground, revealing the oily face underneath.

Flying down from such a high place, the man didn't seem to have any external injuries, and the thick layer of fat on his stomach should have cushioned and saved his life.

However, the man's head was completely damaged, his face was covered with blood, and his eyes were swirling in his sockets like mosquito coils.

Unexpectedly, the speech man slowed down for a long time, and actually got up again with blood on his head.

After being smashed by a gravity-applied piece of iron, it is not surprising that he fainted directly from a concussion...... Should I say that the other party's vitality is tenacious, it really deserves to be a BOSS.

"What the hell...... Why do you want me to do these things, stinky rats......"

The man cursed, took out the cold black metal from under his cloak, and lifted the wooden barn to aim at them.

"Die—"

"Bang!"

As soon as the words fell, and in the next second, under everyone's gaze, with a gunshot, the man's fat head exploded with a bloody flower.

The man's widening triangular eyes had lost their brilliance, and the fat body that had just stood up fell to the ground again, and the dust in the sky was raised, making a heavy muffled sound, like a stick, hitting the back of the head like a stick.

Pools of crimson blood spread around.

Everyone was caught off guard by this sudden occurrence, and even Yuma Ichinose and Nakahara looked in astonishment in the direction where the man had fallen.

As his body fell, the man standing behind him was revealed.

The man stood quietly in place, and if there was anything different, it was probably a wisp of gray-white gunsmoke slowly wafting from the mouth of the wooden warehouse raised by his left hand. On the milky white mask on his face, the splashes of red blood were particularly conspicuous, showing a strange beauty.

Yuma Ichinose struggled to hold up his eyelids, but the fever that became more pronounced slowed his head. Even so, he could barely make out that the person who shot him was the guy who had been staring at him earlier.

[Role: ??? Brief introduction:...??? 】

Gray name, neutral camp, at least will not actively attack them.

No one spoke. The abandoned factory was deadly silent, and even the sound of needles falling on the ground could be heard. The first to break the silence was the mysterious guy who opened the wooden warehouse. I spoke first.

"I'm still going to call someone, it's a real problem. But now it doesn't seem necessary...... After all, the leader of the sheep and his loyal sheepdog are here. ”

The man chuckled and said, his voice was clear, and he sounded very young, as if he was no more than fourteen or fifteen. This voice made Ichinose Yuma feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity, and he couldn't help but cast an inquiring gaze.

Unfortunately, the face was tightly blocked by the mask, and only a few strands of slightly curly black hair peeked out of the gaps in the fabric.

"Great~ It can save me a lot of work." He clapped his hands happily, with the playfulness of a teenager, as if he were saying an inconsequential gossip.

Is there a hidden character for side quests? Maybe be their helper.

Yuma Ichinose quickly judged the situation and breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the two did not have a dialogue, Nakahara also had the same thoughts as him, at least his intuition told him that the other party was on the same side as them.

However, when the other party mentioned "sheep", Nakahara couldn't help frowning, and a hint of irritability flashed in his eyes. The guy's flirtatious tone seemed to be deliberately provocative. Zhongyuan Zhong did feel uncomfortable with this guy and wanted to beat him up.

Well, the fist is itchy.

However, Ichinose Yuma's eyes fell on the dead body not far away.

【Dead - The Man Who Spoke】

It's over? No. The system does not indicate that the side quest has been completed.

At the same time, the profile on the body of the fat man on the ground was also updated. Yuma Ichinose searched the quest page at a glance -

[Role: The Man Who Gave the Speech - Aske (?) (Deceased) Synopsis: Enemy Boss (Pseudo)】

[Side Quest (C+) - Defeat the "Pathogenic" Ability (50%)]

Sure enough, it's a fake.,The real boss is hiding in the crowd.,Maybe it's the sight owner who didn't find the source just now.。 Damn, if you just find him, you might be able to complete this side quest in the best evaluation or even in a hidden way.

However, compared to the boss battle, his body may not be able to hold it first.

Yuma Ichinose glanced at his character panel, and the health gauge and stamina gauge fell to the last third due to the debuff of [Poison].

No way...... It must be hidden.

Ichinose Yuma didn't think about it, and decided to leave the rest of the battle to Nakahara Nakaya.

- Okay, the boss battle is up to you.

He was a non-combatant, and even if he had the heart to kill the Quartet, it wasn't the thing he wanted to do this week.

Here is the game, what is the difference between killing teammates and killing yourself, otherwise what to do when playing games to fight boss battles and summon powerful thighs.

After finding a lot of reasons to convince himself, while everyone's attention was focused on the mysterious man who opened the wooden warehouse, Yuma quietly slipped to the "audience" that he had already found.

No one seems to have found their way away...... Well, but I guess I'll find out soon.

It's always been like this anyway.

With his back against the wall, he could still feel the coldness of the brick wall through the fabric. Ichinose Yuma breathed a sigh of relief and pulled the corners of her mouth self-deprecatingly.

If it wasn't for the protection of his own safety just now, maybe Zhongyuan Zhong would have rushed up to kill the Quartet, and his actions would not be so restrained.

- That way it won't be a burden. This is the most rational judgment.

He hates to be a burden the most.

It's a feeling of guilt that you wouldn't have experienced as a "player".

Perhaps, he should have taken a look at the situation on the 'battlefield' and saw what was going on in Zhongye...... But now, what occupies the brain is more sleepiness.

Obviously his body was hot, but he felt very cold, as if he had been thrown into a winter ice cave, and his body even began to tremble, and his bones rubbed trying to regain consciousness.

He tugged at his cloak and curled up in a ball, his increasingly heavy eyelids finally closed, and he fell unconscious.

In the midst of the chaos, Ichinose Yuma thought in a daze.

- I hope I wake up this morning......