It’s the first time Kuang San feels that his ability to watch is really bad..

In addition, the time gained from this millennium plan is not much, only more than a hundred years.

Kuang San felt the time he engraved on the emperor, his expression thoughtful.

"Is the conversion ratio one to ten?"

Then she shook her head and overturned the idea.

"No, I don't know that the other party is thousands of years old, and I can't make a conclusion yet."

In the final analysis, although her task is to hunt down tactics, she doesn't know what "scheme" is.

The only thing I know is that there seems to be a lot behind the scenes in this world.

"You killed the forces you belonged to?? The next millennium plan"

"Moment of omission has been recorded: a thousand years"

"Effects?? The attention to you is 1%"

"Effects?? The attention to you is 0.5%"

"The progress of the stalker is 0.5%, and the progress will be advanced when the progress reaches 100%"

"You got pure light x300"

"The stalker effect is on, and you will get pure light for years."

"You have obtained pure light x11"

"Please note that because of your ability and identity, you will become a public enemy of mankind and tactics after being detected."

"Hello? Asakami Fujino?"

In a bachelor's apartment, Saitama took a cell phone and dialed out.

A silver-grey helmet was placed on the table beside.

A female voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Well, I am, are you Mr. Saitama?"

Fujino Asakami on the other side is actually similar, with a helmet beside him.

But the difference is that Saitama is a person, and her family in this world exists on her side.

They were very good to Asakami Fujino, so good that for a moment, she wanted to stay in this world forever.

However, she knows very well that this is impossible.

What's more, deep down in her heart, she still wants to go hand in hand with someone...

"Just call me Saitama, you should get the helmet, right?"

After correcting Asakami Fujino's title to himself, he began to confirm the situation.

After all, there are still 2 hours left before this ghost game starts. If you don't have a helmet, you must find a way to get one.

"Well, the helmet is by my side, don't worry."

Asakami Fujino sensed Saitama's meaning, and was moved a little.

"That's good, although I'm not the guy Kanzaki Hoshino, you don't need to tell me anything."

"Also, well, can you play games at Fujino Asakami? Are you good at it?"

Saitama was a little embarrassed as she said.

It's a shame to ask a little girl for help.

But there is no way.

He is a natural dish for playing games, and it is the kind of dishes that reach a certain level.

To put it bluntly, he has no talent in this area and no time to play games.

So when he knew that his mission this time was actually playing games, he was stunned.

Then he pinned his hopes on Asakami Fujino.

And Asakami Fujino did not disappoint him.

"Xing Wu..."

After calling out Kanzaki Hoshino's name in a low voice, she answered:

"No, because of family reasons, I haven't touched any games at all."

You won't, I won't, everyone will die together.

Saitama, who got the answer, only hopes that he can die beautifully.

"Um... I hope I can leave the whole body."

"Mr. Saitama, it's just a game, don't be so pessimistic, there will always be a way."

"I hope so."

That's what he said, but the words he heard when he bought the helmet flashed across Saitama's mind.

"Although this is a game, it is not a joke."

What does that mean?

Is it possible that playing games can kill your life? Are you kidding me?

"Nani?!."

On the square of the starting town, there was a shout that seemed a little bit grief, and the surrounding players looked at the sound.

A black-haired young man in beige cloth armor is crying up to the sky?

Happy to yell and then cry?

Can't get involved with this guy...

This is the inner thoughts of the surrounding players, and they all distanced themselves from this black-haired young man.

The black-haired youth is naturally the Saitama who came in, and he directly chose to enter the game as he is.

Then, after entering the game, the black ball updated the mission on time.

And the reason he shouted was this new task.

"SAO has been entered, the mission has been updated"

"Your bodies have completely entered the game. In this game, death is equal to real death, but relatively everything you have gained in this world will not disappear."

"Task requirements: kill the first-tier boss, kill the second-tier boss skeleton commander to return."

"You don't have much time. Please kill the gatekeeper as much as possible. The fixed reward for each boss in the first ten levels is an exquisite card. After ten levels, there is a chance to drop cards above the exquisite level."

"Task completion reward: pure light x10000, summoning crystal x1, holy relic card x1"

After reading this, Saitama has the urge to kill himself before.

Unexpectedly, he guessed it!

It's really that playing games can kill your life.

Fortunately, this game is still within the scope of his tolerance, and now it is not a game for him, it is already his own future!

Anyway, he moved a bit, and it was no different from usual. It was indeed that he played games, not games.

"Anyway, find Asakami Fujino first..."

After recognizing the direction, Saitama left the starting town square.

"The eternal emptiness that cannot be filled"

"The joy of eternal calamity without getting tired of"

"Thousands of logistics turn, the curtain of death should fall"

"This book is a bit strange... No, it's better to say that this book is strange."

What Kanzaki Hoshino holds in his hands is the previous "Book of the Truth of All Things", that is, the wordless book.

With nothing to do, he intends to study this broken book, so that he can use the power of "Interpreter" more flexibly and freely.

When I opened it, I thought it was blank as always, but suddenly the font appeared.

It's only a few lines, and where do these few lines reveal the truth of everything?

Obviously it's like a record.

Appeared as his thoughts changed.

Snapped!

Kanzaki Hoshino closed the book and threw it into the ring.

"Forget it, don't bother to worry about it, I am the most annoying of these weird things."

"Weird? Is there anything weird?"

Wearing pink cotton gloves and wearing an apron, Yuri walked out of the kitchen with a big bowl of steaming and strangely colored dishes.

After putting it on the table, I asked by the way.

"No, don't care, I'm just talking to myself."

After Kanzaki Hoshino explained what he had just said, he blinked at the strange bowl of food on the table.

Unknown lumps, red, black, yellow, and blue...blue?

He slowly turned his head to look at Yuri.

"Yuri, this is...what?"

"Eh? Isn't this the chicken and potato stew mushrooms my brother said?"

Yuri tilted his head and looked at him with an expression of "I don't know what you said."

Obviously it is the food you want to eat, can't you see it?

"No, no, no, the chicken, potato and mushroom stew in my impression is not so... so beautiful..."

After thinking about it, Kanzaki Hoshino said it very tactfully.