Chapter 314 Game characters no longer online

Tried over and over again, but failed.

"Well... what exactly is the password?" Natsume Naoki whispered softly while thinking.

But the more I thought about it, the more I felt that nothing was right. In the end, I even started to get distracted when I was facing the login page.

The technical capabilities of web games ten years ago were not that high. How could it be like now that if you enter the wrong password a few times, it will start to verify whether you are a robot and whether there is a possibility of account theft?

The bank’s APP even has a 24-hour limit if the login password is entered incorrectly three times.

Just like that, he began to fall into trance. His thoughts were wandering and he didn't know where he was going, but his fingers were still tapping the keyboard subconsciously.

Birthday, enter, error displayed.

Hot dry noodles, press Enter, an error is displayed.

The name of the previous life, press Enter, displays an error.

"Um……"

He was in trouble for a while, and suddenly after he was numb and hit the Enter key without hope, he actually logged in to the page!

"Eh?" He looked slightly startled.

What did you just enter?

He scratched his head, but had forgotten.

He hit F12 almost instinctively. The front end of Information Science and Engineering was an elective course, but he still listened to every class seriously.

Find the field with type="password" and change password to text. A string of numbers comes into view.

"Looking at the format, it should be a string of dates," he looked at the time in front of him and frowned slightly: "And it only has the month and day...whose birthday is it?"

His first reaction was not his own, but Mao's birthday.

But upon closer inspection, it was obvious that it was not the case. Although he had forgotten what happened before, he still remembered clearly when Mao's birthday was.

After all, the two of them celebrated in Tokyo. Although he was not very smart at that time and could not remember much, he took the trouble to write down the date of that day and kept it in his memo to remind himself.

It's not mine, nor is it Mao's...

Senior sister and little rich woman?

Natsume Naoki shook his head. He probably didn't know his senior sister when he was a child. Although the little rich woman said that she was a netizen with her when she was a child, he knew her birthday - it was in her LINE personal information.

, it doesn’t match either.

"Who could it be?" He couldn't figure it out for a while, so he simply stopped thinking about it. Anyway, he had a hunch that he would have a chance to find out in the future: "I finally got into this game."

This browser game from ten years ago seems to be very rough now, and can even be described as inferior.

But the familiar interface and BGM still made him vaguely feel that he might have spent a lot of time in this game.

"It seems like the characters are still there... Did you like to play MT characters like warriors before?"

Natsume Naoki looked at the characters wearing fancy clothes on the character selection interface and smiled.

Just when he was about to click on the character to enter the game, the mouse hovered over the character holding the big sword and did not click on it.

He tilted his head and looked out from behind the computer to the workstation on the right.

Chizuru Amamiya was wearing headphones and looking at the screen attentively.

That guy should still be nostalgic about playing this browser game, right?

He thought to himself, if he had played this game when he was a child, would he have been friends with her?

Then she will definitely know when she goes online.

Suddenly, he recalled the LINE account he had not logged into for a long time, and the tens of thousands of messages on it.

Is it necessary to let her know that he is the netizen she has been looking for for so long?

He still remembered the heavy rain on the suburban road in Sapporo that day, and the ballpoint pen carefully writing on the opinion book in the cafe.

Especially the interlocking of fingers when the sky is clear after the rain at the end can already explain too many problems.

"Let bygones be bygones." He thought to himself, "My relationship with the little rich woman should have started from the meeting in Akihabara that day."

Perhaps sensing his gaze, Amamiya Chizuru turned her head and met his gaze.

Natsume Naoki smiled slightly, looked at the game characters on his screen, and then at Amamiya Chizuru.

The latter frowned slightly.

Why does this smile seem to be filled with the joy of watching your children grow up or become apprentices?

"Ding dong!"

A message box popped up when logging into the computer version of LINE on the desktop.

【Hey, your eyes are so lewd!】

[Sorry, sorry, I thought of something happy.] He replied with a rhythm of his fingers.

[If you are happy, you must be thinking about something unpleasant, right? You look at me like an uncle with evil intentions!]

【Not everyone will be interested in a figure like yours...This is a crime.】

【I'm an adult!】

【Well done, long live adulthood.】

Natsume Naoki looked at her again, smiled, and closed the chat box.

Chizuru Amamiya snorted softly and continued to stare at the screen in front of her in trance.

She is challenging a level in the arena.

When a game reaches its end without new players, it will inevitably lead to the gradual loss of old players, but it becomes more and more outrageous.

Especially technology.

Open the arena rankings and take a look. Almost all of them are big players who pursue the ultimate operation and slow down the clearance time.

But no surprise, no matter how skilled the players are, Chizuru Amemiya's character is still number one in the server.

She is a priest, and the less she wears, the higher her defense is.

There's no way around it. In a web game that's heading towards its end, money power is something that everyone can look down upon.

The whole game feels like she is the GM's support. After all, this equipment costs over 100 million yuan in krypton gold!

Of course, even the daughter of the richest man would not have spent so much krypton when she was a child.

She has been earning money in the game one after another in the past ten years, and she has accumulated it to this point... The persistent and full-blooded kryptonian is the most terrifying.

It stands to reason that a two-player team is required to defeat the arena, but Chizuru Amamiya has been playing solo with the nanny, and she has top-notch krypton gold equipment to overwhelm the entire server.

It stands to reason that such a top priest must be sought after by major guilds and even individual people, but Amamiya Chizuru rejected everyone's invitations to form a team and turned a blind eye to the olive branches from all guilds.

Guarding a small, broken guild with only two people and a guild leader who hasn't been online for ten years, we guarded it for ten years.

When Chizuru Amamiya plays games, she is used to taking off her shoes and wearing stockings to step on the bench, as if curled up in a corner with her knees in her arms, squatting on the chair to play games.

Probably because of her figure, this posture made her look small, huddled on the gaming chair, full of loneliness and cuteness.

She once again succeeded in soloing in the arena that was just updated yesterday, refreshing the rankings.

His eyes reflected the screen, standing alone on the podium that symbolized strength, but the little priest felt a little lonely.

All players who reach the top of each season will leave photos with their partners after the season ends, which will be stored in the Hall of Valor forever.

The reason why she is lonely is because in the photos in the Hall of Valor, she is the only one in every season, and the others are two.

"Master..." Amamiya Chizuru gently rested her chin on her knees, which made her look even weaker wearing big headphones.

She still insists on playing this game because it was the last one she and her master played after playing so many games.

The master who originally made an appointment to join hands to climb to the top of the arena after the season refreshes in a few days and then leave the group photo in the Hall of Valor forever has never logged in again after going offline that day.

She opened her backpack, and there was also locked inside a set of the best equipment from ten years ago - a set that could only be relied on and not for sale, a very beautiful floral skirt and garland, which her master spent two months preparing for her birthday.

Gift.

"Believe me, even if you are wearing this dress that has no bonus at all, I will drag you to the top. When the time comes, you will take pictures wearing this outfit!"

Amamiya Chizuru looked at the last sentence in the game's private message, and tears fell silently.
Chapter completed!