Mulberry seeds need pot demons.

To be more precise, she needs that pot.

"Hey..." Oribe Rio's body was trembling.

Until Mulberryzi said those words just now, he never thought that such a thing would have any chance of happening.

What a joke to stuff human souls into containers that only belong to this world?

How can virtuality and reality be mixed together?

However, when he heard the words of Mulberry Zi and felt the madness released from Mulberry Zi's words, he did not think that this was impossible.

He didn't know how to extract human consciousness (soul), nor did he know how to stuff consciousness into this pot, but he knew something very clearly.

If these abyss demons are not stopped here, some unimaginable results are likely to occur.

"Damn it, why do I have to do such a job as a temporary worker!"

While Oribe Rio cursed in his heart, he glanced at the movements of Mulberryzi's hands with his light.

At this moment, she gently held the pot, as if it was already her belonging.

The pot is connected to the belt of Heizumi Risu with a wire thread. For the mulberry seed, it is only necessary to pull it gently to break the fragile bond from Heizumi Risumi.

Yes, it is easy to do this.

But for Oribe Rio, he couldn't even stretch out his hand to stop him.

The human soul is great, the human spirit is noble and indelible. In the evolution of the earth's organisms over the past hundreds of millions of years, human beings have stood out and gradually understood this.

How can a mere piece of virtual data, an artificial soul, and a consciousness made up of purely electrons, oppress the noble and supreme spirit of human beings?

Machines are obedients, while humans are rulers.

At least, before meeting Mulberry, Oribe Rio, as an engineer, always thought so.

But, why?

Why, who has always had such thoughts, would he tremble and unable to move in front of this so-called "high-level abyss demon"?

Just one ai, just one ai...

"Is it just ai... yes?"

As if he had seen through Rio Oribe's thoughts, Mulberry did not do anything to the pot at his waist, but maintained this position, slowly approaching the side of Rio Oribe, and whispered like an abyss.

"It seems that there are many more things you don't know."

Ignoring Oribe Rio's panic and speechlessness, Mulberry's hand exerted a little force and directly separated the pot monster from Oribe Rio's waist.

At that moment, Oribe Rio felt as if something had broken in his heart.

The petals of the orchid fell downwards, and the pair of wings that seemed to be more noble than the human soul vibrated slightly in the air, reflecting the mulberry-covered face, and the pot that looked like a holy grail in her hand.

"No, I can't win."

"From the beginning of seeing her, I probably lost."

"That's the thing, such a thing..."

"What is the meaning of what I did as a gm?"

"What's the point of walking along the way?"

"What's the point of being alive?"

Oribe Rio, who had been completely in a failed atmosphere, questioned himself over and over again in his heart, every word was a step towards the abyss, and his pace was getting bigger and bigger.

Mulberry didn't even take action, so Oribe Rio's spirit completely died.

He was defeated by himself.

It is an existence that has existed in the first place in the human spirit; it is an existence that has not been overcome in the long journey since human evolution; it is a defeated by an existence that can make people who, as long as they appear, must surrender, no matter how powerful they are.

And that kind of existence is just fear.

Mulberryzi didn't take any action, he was defeated by his own fear.

Orio Oribe completely surrendered. He denied himself in fear, his growth, his reality, his future, and his humanity.

Those fears feed on his uneasiness in his heart, becoming more and more enormous, and eventually swallowing himself.

Since humans grew up, they have never relied on themselves to solve problems alone.

From group hunting in the primitive period to later farming civilization, to large-scale industrialization, to information technology, urban settlements, humans grew up in the package of human beings from beginning to end.

Development requires groups, combining groups, reproduction requires groups, and war requires groups.

So what Oribe Rio needs at this moment is also a group.

Dealing with beings like the Abyss Demon is never something that can be done by one alone.

So, a rotating bullet broke through the sky from the third level of the abyss.

...

There was no sound when the bullet was out of the bore, but Mulberry still noticed the unharmonious fluctuations in the air. Of course, when it reached her level, it would be even more suspicious if it could not be noticed.

So, a wisp of her consciousness immediately flew out in the form of a data flow, captured the bullet, and accurately estimated the flight trajectory of the bullet.

Then, her lips under her veil curled up in a noticeable curvature.

That is a confident smile.

Because she predicted that if she kept her current movement, the bullet would not have the possibility of hitting her half-click, but if she subconsciously dodged, the bullet would have a high chance of appearing on her dodge track.

So she smiled.

The strategy of laughing is easy to understand, the powerlessness of this bullet, and the target that this bullet is about to hit.

That's right, if she didn't make any moves, the bullet would inevitably brush her shoulders and hit Rio Oribe on the head.

This is the result of calculation and there will be no errors.

The bullet will inevitably hit Rio Oribe's head with her accurate calculations, and the person who fired the bullet was also exposed under her investigation.

Spring is sleepy, autumn is exhausted, summer is powerless.

The gm that often appears in many places that shouldn't appear.

"That's great, I don't even have to take action." Mulberryzi thought so.

After all, if it was his bullet, he would definitely be able to easily kill this Oribe Rio, who had a lower authority level than him.

If it was his bullet...

If it was him...

If it is...he?

'puff'.

Just like a rock falling into a stream with shallow bottom, a muffled sound spread out from Oribe Rio's forehead.

However, what Mulberryzi expected did not happen.

No blood splashed everywhere, nor turned into white light.

There was only one expression that suddenly became firm.

And on his head, even the bullet scars did not exist.

“Retrace back to someone’s mental state.”

"I didn't expect that such a thing can really do to players, no, to human souls... I began to be a little scared of your theory, mulberry."
Chapter completed!