With my brother and sister. VRMMO games.

The flower sound jumped while adding a gesture of gesture to see if the Wangs could stay or if they could not stand.

"Wow! I'm staying with Hope and Nan!"

The sound of flowers jumps, and the sound of flowers sticks up their fists and pleads.

That's right.

When she saw her smile, her eyes faded.

However, Playo, who was trying to set the policy for the future, frowned without hiding his discomfort.

"Flower sound. I know how it feels, but I want you to give it up as soon as you come back to the real world."

Funraku turned away from Wang Da and snorted unhappily.

"...... I'm sorry I didn't play well"

The sound of a flower shaking her reddened hair makes her voice tremble as she falls down on her face.

Then, Hope snatched out her feelings like that, and gently twitched her cheeks as she stroked them.

“Flowers. Can you help me prepare for my stay?”

"... yes..."

The warm words of hope spread anxiety in the heart of the sound of flowers.

Hope intentionally continues to smile.

"It's been a long time since I've stayed at your house, so don't feel strange."

That's right. Thank you, Momo-kun.

I raised my face and stared at the sound of flowers laughing like flowers.

“Mom, can we see the prototype again in the real world?”

“I'm sure you can see it, but you won't be able to find out as much as it does in the virtual world.”

In response to the request for flower sounds, the mother of the child searches on her mobile device.

At that moment, the details of the prototype version of "Genesis Akria" were clearly shown on the screen of the mobile device.

It's a virtual world made up of digital.

Endless plains and turbulent waters coloured by the seasons.

Towns and villages dotted with various guilds and shops.

At the end of the night sky, the stars begin to sparkle at night.

Anecdotal ruins and dungeons throughout the game.

Fight against a giant group of dragons and monsters.

A VRMMO game that creates a world that cannot be realized.

"Akria of Genesis"

Nowadays, there is not a day to not know its name, the famous sword and magical fantasy world.

The prototype version of the game was a description of the world view and system with almost identical specifications to the original version.

However, unlike the explanation in the original version, it was also stated that it was equipped with a thought sampling system to produce the "ultimate skill".

The content published in the real world is slightly different from the content glimpsed in the virtual world.

"There's a part that's blurring the content." I don't want to know much about it. "

That's where the ultimate skill is.

A wealth of eye-catching information.

However, looking at the content mixed with the truth and the flap, Hope and the sound of flowers are stunned.

"What is displayed in the virtual world and what is described in the real world. If we test each of them, we may know something.”

"Playing well, I think it's worth looking into."

To Yoshitoshi's view, Yasu affirmed it as a match.

If we look at it in the virtual world, we'll find out soon enough.

And yet, in the real world, we don't exchange falsehoods, and if we are known, we are prone to inconveniences.

What is it for?

The question of hope promotes logic and accelerates thought.

Thus, the derived conclusion took the form that hope had never thought of before.

"Yes. Maybe [Legion] and [Carla] were waiting for us to realize that fact?"

"Eek"

"Indeed, 'Legion' and 'Carla' boast authority that sets them apart in both the virtual and the real world. That's highly likely."

With an exaggerated asshole, Playriang transforms his worst prediction into certainty.

I mean, this is a trap.

"I thought I found a clue..."

Taking over the words of hope, the sound of flowers crushed with a sinister face.

"Don't worry, sister. Even if it's a trap, this should be a good clue. Because the blurred part is the information of the machine city, the" Grandtier "."

Oh no!

"Eh, oniichan." Machine City, it's information about the "Grandtier"! "

Hope and the sound of flowers stopped frozen in the face of the impact.