"...I'm not dead again, am I?" Alain, drifting in a vast darkness, thought this. At this moment, he strongly suspected this was a dead-end scenario orchestrated by 720 Security Guard to trick him into using "720 Cloud Recovery"—his only remaining revival skill. Thinking carefully... indeed. Alain, in the darkness, nodded.
During his date with Millie in the real world, he had just enough remaining points to acquire 720 Cloud Recovery. The remaining points at that time were 99. It was practically a product "tailor-made to scam him" by the Security Guard. As if it didn't want him to bring out the next Mita.
"So strange..." Alain was puzzled. Initially, the Security Guard had placed "Bring Out Bug" in the system store. There was a clear tendency to encourage him to bring Mitas into reality. Now... it had indirectly prevented him from bringing out a Mita once again. Its actions were contradictory.
In darkness, thinking always seemed more efficient and detailed; Alain understood this principle deeply. After all... the act of "bringing a bug into reality" itself wasn't very logical. Game to reality... What exactly was the principle behind it? Alain was a transmigrator, so he could clearly compare the differences between his first and second lives. In his second life, AI technology had developed vigorously, even possessing consciousness and emotions. This was also why, when he first entered Mita's world, he didn't show any surprise at the 'bad woman' talking to him. Mita's consciousness in the real world could be barely explained as a personified AI. So, how could a body capable of moving freely in the real world be explained? Creating a flesh-and-blood body? Was the system a god...
After all. How did the Security Guard give the Mitas real-world identities? This had always puzzled him. But back then, he and Misha had gone to the police station to verify the authenticity of her identity. Undoubtedly, it was normal identity information that allowed them to move freely in reality. Isn't the Security Guard's power a bit too much?
"Sigh... I want to 'do it'." This kind of thinking was too mentally exhausting. Next time, he could try it with Misha.
"Alain, Alain!" Just then, a faint voice drifted from the endless darkness above, lingering around him. Judging by the voice, it should be the 'bad woman.' It seems I'm about to wake up; it probably won't be a tragedy like a "second transmigration." Alain nodded. The best way to break a dream is to realize you're dreaming.
"Yes, you're dreaming." This sentence was like a strange key, and also like a vortex from the sky; waves of weightlessness carried Alain towards the darkness at the zenith.
"To actually get injured in the game world this time, I wonder if there will be any impact on the real world side." Alain sighed, his body becoming increasingly light in this black world. The next second, his consciousness stopped.
"...?" Who answered his monologue? He looked around, wanting to find the person who had spoken.
"?!" Then, he saw that indistinct human form, difficult to see clearly in the darkness. Its surface was covered with fragmented code, color blocks, and random characters, distorted and blurry to the point of being completely unrecognizable.
"Please take good care of yourself." It waved goodbye to the departing Alain, as if bidding farewell. Its position was exactly where he had been just now. That thing had been behind him all along?
"This time, let's forget it. After all, it's something you worked hard for." The voice seemed to have been altered by a voice changer, making it impossible to tell if it was male or female. This incomprehensible sentence was the last thing Alain heard in the small dark world.
When he slightly opened his eyes, pale white particles scattered before him, rushing into his vision. But faster than sight was smell. A fresh and delightful sweet fragrance, as if Alain's nose was pressed against a soft cream cake. At the same moment, his abdomen suddenly jolted. What's going on?
Alain fully opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was a pair of dark blue eyes, close at hand. Her eyes were crystal clear, the skin beneath her eyes tinged with an annoyed blush. Why is she so close to me? Alain, through her eyes, instantly recognized this was Crazy Mita.
The entangled roots then unfurled into a vortex in the undercurrent, sometimes outlining a lunar halo with ripples, sometimes sweeping across the wasteland like a storm. When the overlapping shadows melted in the folds of time, even the bones became transparent containers. Enjoying it... Alain, while gradually sinking into the tender trap, didn't forget to check the Security Guard panel. The supine posture changed to lying on his side, and finally to lying prone.
After defeating the monster, he still had to remember to retrieve the DLC code and plan Little Mita's whereabouts... Midway through checking the system panel, he unexpectedly discovered that the revival count for 720 Cloud Recovery hadn't actually been used up. To defeat the monster and the parasite within its body, Alain had been mentally prepared to use up one "Cloud Recovery." Why on earth...
"Aiya, Darling! How can you pillow your head like that?!" Alain heard a coquettish complaint from behind his head. Crazy Mita couldn't help but pat the back of his head angrily. Still not satisfied, she ruffled the young man's hair into a mess, then slowly tidied it up. And Alain gave her a series of "Hiss—Ha" "Hiss—Ha."
A moment later, Alain returned to lying on his back, looking at the half-obscured ceiling, enjoying it expressionlessly, his mood light and airy.
"Alain... you just like doing bad things, don't you?" The girl affectionately tweaked Alain's nose, as if playing with a small toy.
"You're one to talk. We're both about the same. You even secretly kissed me." Comfortably using Crazy Mita as a pillow, this was a treatment only Alain could receive. He exhaled. Recalling his first encounter with the 'bad woman,' her cute little canine teeth. Later, she locked him in the small dark room, and the intertwining scenes... Perhaps, his past self would find it hard to imagine that Crazy Mita, who had always loved and fought with him, would actually become his comrade-in-arms today.
"Kiss you? That wasn't me kissing you!" Seeing herself somewhat misunderstood, her fingertips playfully punished Alain's eyebrows, "That was artificial respiration." Whose artificial respiration involves sticking out their tongue?! Alain didn't say this out loud.
This time, Crazy Mita coming to version 1.3B had solved a huge predicament for him. If it were just him, who knows how long he would have had to hammer that monster before he could break through its black water and even find the yellow spot. However, putting aside words of thanks, there were more important things waiting for him.
"Where are Millie and Little Mita?" He remembered that the teammates in 1.3B together should be him, Crazy Mita, Millie, and Little Mita—four people. So now... why were there only Alain and Crazy Mita? Could it be, the 'bad woman' had, while he was sleeping, dealt with those two...
"Killed them." Crazy Mita's face was impassive.
Alain's face darkened. His peripheral vision swept nearby, searching for the greatsword that had been placed somewhere. Seeing this, the girl understood Alain was angry. Sighing, she pointed to the side. Alain followed her fingertip and discovered, in the corner, Millie and Little Mita tied up like dumplings with a pile of ropes.
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