Chapter 310 bleak(1/2)
Maze area.
Located at the northernmost end of the first floor of Iron Grande, it is a stout tower with a diameter of 300 meters and a height of 100 meters.
Torbana.
Located in a valley not far from the maze area, it is the most prosperous town nearby.
Because the guardian wave ss is located in the maze area, a large number of players have successively arrived in Torbana to station.
Perhaps the game designer has long considered the gathering of a large number of players. The town’s design is extremely convenient, and hotels, restaurants, weapon shops, taverns and other facilities can be seen everywhere.
The scenery of the town is also unique.
The buildings are located in an orderly manner, with all European-style buildings, which look antique and exotic.
Urban greening is also designed with great beauty.
Parks, fountains, arenas!
If it is in reality, in such a town, housing prices will definitely be speculated to the sky.
I don’t know how many people have been struggling for a lifetime, but they may not be able to buy a toilet here.
but.
In a death game like SAO, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, no one feels to appreciate it!
In Torbana, a large number of players are licking their wounds silently.
I don’t know how many people are carefully repairing their weapons and cloth armor. It seems that only in this way can they give them a little sense of security.
There are really too many people who died. In just one month, nearly one-tenth of them died, giving every player unimaginable pressure.
What's worse is that after one-tenth of casualties, they have not yet defeated the first level of ss.
You know, the entire SAO has 100 layers.
Can they really break through this game?
Every player's heart is covered with a psychological shadow!
Initially, the players also had fantasies about external rescue.
What is this just a game in front of the state machine?
but.
Time passed day by day and they received no rescue.
The familiar or unfamiliar players around them died one by one, which made everyone feel desperate about rescue from outside.
Makino and Kirito walked on the streets of Torbana. Although they were not as desperate as ordinary players, they still felt a heavy feeling in their hearts.
Along the way, life has a variety of things.
Compared with half a month ago, it is a completely different scene.
Half a month ago, although the players were still extremely scared, the passion that wanted to reach a hundred levels was still there.
No one wants to be a prisoner, let alone a prisoner who is in danger.
But now, more and more players have shown a numb expression on their faces.
After numbness, it means indulgence and despair.
Half a month ago, most players were reluctant to spend an extra Cole on food.
The cheapest bread tastes like firewood.
But now, there are a lot of players drinking a beer of up to 10 to 20 Kels.
The two even saw a player who was drunk but did not pay for the wine, and was thrown out of the pub by the irritable NPC tavern owner because he was drunk.
What is even more surprising is that the players who were thrown out of the tavern lay down wherever they were thrown out.
Drunk like a salted fish without dreams.
The decline of human hearts is much faster than the two of them imagined.
It’s understandable to think about it. In reality, everyone is ordinary people.
How strong can many students who have never experienced social beatings?
Makino looked at Kirito, "Do you want a drink?"
Kirito hesitated a little. He was only 14 years old and was far from the age to drink.
but.
What I saw recently made him feel urged to have a drink.
Then Kirito felt that he was being dragged into the tavern.
After drinking a glass of beer, Kirito yelled that he had committed a crime.
It’s all because of Makino, he was taken away.
The beer tastes very average!
Then, Kirito took the initiative to call out a big cup.
At first, most of them drank silently, but after a few large glasses of beer were eaten, many people began to become drunk and confused.
Some people speak truth after drinking, but they are usually taciturn, but they immediately become chattering as soon as they drink.
"Die, even the president who is several times more skilled than me is dead. Maybe I will die next time!"
After a word fell, everyone's eyes gathered in the tavern.
Only then did everyone realize that the person who was speaking was a handsome boy wearing leather armor.
He looks like he is only fourteen or fifteen years old, which is like a junior high school student.
At this time, his face was flushed and he was obviously drunk.
However, it is precisely because of this that true feelings are revealed and tears flow endlessly.
Because I was drunk, I couldn't speak clearly, and I even had some inconsistent prefaces, but everyone still made up the story of the boy.
In reality, the boy is still a middle school student in China and has always liked games.
However, the boy is not a technical player like Kirito, so he can't be called a high-quality play.
But, how many real game experts are there?
For ordinary people, just having fun playing games is enough.
Even if you roll your face on the keyboard, even if you are scolded as a primary school student, so what?
The boy is quite introverted, but he still met some friends in the game.
For example, the president who often takes him to kill monsters and the guild friends who often level up together.
In order to be able to buy SAO's gaming helmets, they even lined up for several days.
When I was lucky enough to be the first SAO player, I don’t know how excited I was.
However, no one expected that everything changed just after the first day of the game.
Twenty days ago, the guild friend who usually took great care of him died under the siege of several bad wolves;
Fifteen days ago, the guy in the guild who had always liked to quarrel with him died.
And he also wanted to apologize to him because he was timid and cowardly and failed to hold back the hatred of a little goblin as planned.
Ten days ago.
The president who has always coordinated the overall situation has died and he is a waste!
When everyone heard the boy's words, they felt sad.
I don’t know how many people were hit by the boy’s words and could no longer become stronger.
"Waste, I'm just a waste. I agreed to protect Naoko and I will definitely live with her until the end."
A decadent young man choked up.
Naoko is his real girlfriend, so Naoko originally didn't play games.
However, he wanted to share what he liked with Naoko, so he pulled her into the game.
As a result, Naoko, who had never played a game and didn't even know how to level up, was directly killed by several onomon monsters.
But he was swearing that he wanted to protect Naoko, but was dragged down by a mere 4-level monster.
He could only watch Naoko die in front of him, and he couldn't even hug her for the last time.
When he saw Naoko turning into countless small pieces in front of him and then completely dissipated, the young man felt that his heart was completely empty.
The young man was so guilty that he almost filled the entire tavern.
"Mom, I will never play games secretly again. I was wrong!"
A young child was in tears.
To be continued...