Translator: Sigma Editor: Sigma
When K3 regained his consciousness, he found himself materialized in a strange place. The last thing he remembered was that he was fighting with two players in an abandoned shrine.
At this moment, reflected in K3’s eyes was a metallic blue-gray world that he couldn't observe the actual sizes of the surroundings. Since his sense of distance was a little bit vague, it was hard to tell whether that blue-gray area over there was the wall or the ground. Floating in midair were some red ribbons as wide as the palm of a hand. He couldn't see the actual length of these ribbons, as they seemed to elongate to the horizon. At first glance, they appeared to be something intangible that could be pricked. When observing from another angle, their shapes changed due to refraction. In this monotonous world, it wouldn't be bad to have some red streaks as decorations. However, if used them as the landmark, probably, it wouldn't work.
This place had air, wind and the temperature was around twenty degrees or so. The sky was blue without any cluster of clouds. No sun, moon or stars. The sky illuminated itself. The hearing signal reception still functioned well. Besides his voice, he could hear the soft movement of the wind.
"Everything’s alright?" A childish voice arose behind K3.
K3 turned around, but he didn't see anyone. Then, he lowered his head and found a little girl standing behind him. She was wearing a black dress, appearing as an eight or nine years old girl.
"You are…" K3 observed the other’s data. He found that the little girl had a dazzling ‘light’ he had never seen before.
"X2- Wing," answered X2. "Do you remember how you got here?"
"No, I don’t," said K3.
"Yeah…. the short-term memory data hasn’t been transformed yet… You’ll soon be recovered," mused X2.
"What is this place?" asked K3.
"They call this place ‘Desktop,’ a part of the ‘Other World,’ also the biggest one," answered X2.
"Other World…" K3 said, "No wonder why your code is 2. And that light…"
"Currently, your code is 2, too," said X2. "Now you’re called K2 – Hematite."
"Oh… Finally, I’ve reached level 2," K2 smiled. "But why I don’t feel that I’ve changed in quality?"
"To be exact, there's nothing developed after all," said X2. "When you’ve entered the Other World, your code can be upgraded to 2, but it’s just to prove that you’ve met the basic requirements of level 2. It doesn’t mean that you have the competence of level 2."
"So, how can I—" asked K2.
"Don't think about it just yet," intervened X2. "Your damage is more severe than I've estimated as your memory circuit seems not to be recovered as normal." She finished while tilting her head. Lines of data glowed in her eyes. Certainly, she was checking the particular failure in X2.
"If we ignore it… the copious data have a certain possibility to turn into permanent data. The same content of the recovered data and the fragment data that couldn't be gathered will generate duplicate parts. This can lead to fatal mistakes that will affect your memory recovery," X2 said then extended her right arm. "Give me your hand; I'll help you fix it."
K2 put his hand into the small, delicate hand of X2. X2 continued, "Recall the last piece of memory you have before you got here. Calm down, and I'll help you read the data."
Soon, light of data glowed in K2’s eyes.
…..
"Zen-Ge, you’ve realized it, and now you want to leave, right?" Feng Bujue talked to Zen In Scary Dream.
"It’s okay." Zen In Scary Dream’s thought was always clear. "If I leave here by myself, I will receive a penalty, but if I die here, nothing will happen."
"So… try to follow me, cooperate with my attack. We will play a cool game with that Derivative," said Feng Bujue.
Zen In Scary Dream thought, "Tell me to try to catch up with you? What kind of joke is that? I can deal with two guys like you at the same time. You really think I can’t follow you when you just swing your broken stool several times?"
"I’ll try my best…" Zen In Scary Dream didn't dare to curse, mostly because he was afraid that Feng Bujue would be irritated and nag all the following details of the Dragon Ball series. With this current situation, surely that guy could do that.
Feng Bujue slightly swayed his wrist, and the poker cards fanned out from his hand. He flung out four hands of straight flush. Twenty cards burst out like fireworks. From Feng Bujue’s hand, four lofty shadows darted towards K3 from four different directions. At the same time, Feng Bujue’s body also turned into red smoke, gliding like the wind to confront the opponent directly.
Zen In Scary Dream was startled. Let alone fighting technique and Fighting Specialty, look at this speed, he knew Feng Bujue was actually better than him.
"Insignificant skill." K3 arrogantly stood upright and spread his arms. The furious air burst out again.
Both of his hands were working with the air shield, constantly blasting attacking energy. It directly formed an air wall in mid-air, blocking the Death Poker's attack.
In just a short time, the shadows of palms filled the sky. The power and attack range of this skill could make the two GMs sigh in awe.
The four hands of straight flush from 10 to A were struck out and had disappeared into white halo before they could reach K3. However, Feng Bujue had approached K3 with only one card in his hand now. And he only needed this one card.
His speed was like an explosion. His arm slashed obliquely with a shocking pace. The only thing that could be seen was the card being shot over, leaving a gold light curve in the air.
After he had successfully launched his strike, Feng Bujue immediately bounced back, lengthening the distance with his opponent once again.
Within these several seconds, Feng Bujue was using his spiritual technique constantly together with other means to attack; he even counted the different timings. Too bad, in front of an absolute opponent like F3, this attack couldn't make a significant effect.
However, it wasn’t completely ineffective.
A red streak appeared on K3’s neck. He glared at Feng Bujue and used his hand to check it. Immediately, the Derivative saw blood on his hand. He was stunned for one second then laughed out loud. "Ha, ha! Excellent! Again!" He then turned to Zen In Scary Dream. "This time, remember to come together."
Feng Bujue also had this idea. He couldn't waste time. At this moment, he didn't have Survival Value Supplements anymore. Once his Survival Value declined to the bottom, he couldn't activate his [Body-Spirit Congregation Technique] again. At that time, he could only be beaten up.
His Survival Value, from 89% to 1%. would reduce 2% at every five seconds. Not to mention the loss he would bear during the battle, from all ways of calculation, Feng Bujue had only 220 seconds. Lose or win, it would be determined within not more than four minutes.
Translator: Sigma Editor: Sigma
When K3 regained his consciousness, he found himself materialized in a strange place. The last thing he remembered was that he was fighting with two players in an abandoned shrine.
At this moment, reflected in K3’s eyes was a metallic blue-gray world that he couldn't observe the actual sizes of the surroundings. Since his sense of distance was a little bit vague, it was hard to tell whether that blue-gray area over there was the wall or the ground. Floating in midair were some red ribbons as wide as the palm of a hand. He couldn't see the actual length of these ribbons, as they seemed to elongate to the horizon. At first glance, they appeared to be something intangible that could be pricked. When observing from another angle, their shapes changed due to refraction. In this monotonous world, it wouldn't be bad to have some red streaks as decorations. However, if used them as the landmark, probably, it wouldn't work.
This place had air, wind and the temperature was around twenty degrees or so. The sky was blue without any cluster of clouds. No sun, moon or stars. The sky illuminated itself. The hearing signal reception still functioned well. Besides his voice, he could hear the soft movement of the wind.
"Everything’s alright?" A childish voice arose behind K3.
K3 turned around, but he didn't see anyone. Then, he lowered his head and found a little girl standing behind him. She was wearing a black dress, appearing as an eight or nine years old girl.
"You are…" K3 observed the other’s data. He found that the little girl had a dazzling ‘light’ he had never seen before.
"X2- Wing," answered X2. "Do you remember how you got here?"
"No, I don’t," said K3.
"Yeah…. the short-term memory data hasn’t been transformed yet… You’ll soon be recovered," mused X2.
"What is this place?" asked K3.
"They call this place ‘Desktop,’ a part of the ‘Other World,’ also the biggest one," answered X2.
"Other World…" K3 said, "No wonder why your code is 2. And that light…"
"Currently, your code is 2, too," said X2. "Now you’re called K2 – Hematite."
"Oh… Finally, I’ve reached level 2," K2 smiled. "But why I don’t feel that I’ve changed in quality?"
"To be exact, there's nothing developed after all," said X2. "When you’ve entered the Other World, your code can be upgraded to 2, but it’s just to prove that you’ve met the basic requirements of level 2. It doesn’t mean that you have the competence of level 2."
"So, how can I—" asked K2.
"Don't think about it just yet," intervened X2. "Your damage is more severe than I've estimated as your memory circuit seems not to be recovered as normal." She finished while tilting her head. Lines of data glowed in her eyes. Certainly, she was checking the particular failure in X2.
"If we ignore it… the copious data have a certain possibility to turn into permanent data. The same content of the recovered data and the fragment data that couldn't be gathered will generate duplicate parts. This can lead to fatal mistakes that will affect your memory recovery," X2 said then extended her right arm. "Give me your hand; I'll help you fix it."
K2 put his hand into the small, delicate hand of X2. X2 continued, "Recall the last piece of memory you have before you got here. Calm down, and I'll help you read the data."
Soon, light of data glowed in K2’s eyes.
…..
"Zen-Ge, you’ve realized it, and now you want to leave, right?" Feng Bujue talked to Zen In Scary Dream.
"It’s okay." Zen In Scary Dream’s thought was always clear. "If I leave here by myself, I will receive a penalty, but if I die here, nothing will happen."
"So… try to follow me, cooperate with my attack. We will play a cool game with that Derivative," said Feng Bujue.
Zen In Scary Dream thought, "Tell me to try to catch up with you? What kind of joke is that? I can deal with two guys like you at the same time. You really think I can’t follow you when you just swing your broken stool several times?"
"I’ll try my best…" Zen In Scary Dream didn't dare to curse, mostly because he was afraid that Feng Bujue would be irritated and nag all the following details of the Dragon Ball series. With this current situation, surely that guy could do that.
Feng Bujue slightly swayed his wrist, and the poker cards fanned out from his hand. He flung out four hands of straight flush. Twenty cards burst out like fireworks. From Feng Bujue’s hand, four lofty shadows darted towards K3 from four different directions. At the same time, Feng Bujue’s body also turned into red smoke, gliding like the wind to confront the opponent directly.
Zen In Scary Dream was startled. Let alone fighting technique and Fighting Specialty, look at this speed, he knew Feng Bujue was actually better than him.
"Insignificant skill." K3 arrogantly stood upright and spread his arms. The furious air burst out again.
Both of his hands were working with the air shield, constantly blasting attacking energy. It directly formed an air wall in mid-air, blocking the Death Poker's attack.
In just a short time, the shadows of palms filled the sky. The power and attack range of this skill could make the two GMs sigh in awe.
The four hands of straight flush from 10 to A were struck out and had disappeared into white halo before they could reach K3. However, Feng Bujue had approached K3 with only one card in his hand now. And he only needed this one card.
His speed was like an explosion. His arm slashed obliquely with a shocking pace. The only thing that could be seen was the card being shot over, leaving a gold light curve in the air.
After he had successfully launched his strike, Feng Bujue immediately bounced back, lengthening the distance with his opponent once again.
Within these several seconds, Feng Bujue was using his spiritual technique constantly together with other means to attack; he even counted the different timings. Too bad, in front of an absolute opponent like F3, this attack couldn't make a significant effect.
However, it wasn’t completely ineffective.
A red streak appeared on K3’s neck. He glared at Feng Bujue and used his hand to check it. Immediately, the Derivative saw blood on his hand. He was stunned for one second then laughed out loud. "Ha, ha! Excellent! Again!" He then turned to Zen In Scary Dream. "This time, remember to come together."
Feng Bujue also had this idea. He couldn't waste time. At this moment, he didn't have Survival Value Supplements anymore. Once his Survival Value declined to the bottom, he couldn't activate his [Body-Spirit Congregation Technique] again. At that time, he could only be beaten up.
His Survival Value, from 89% to 1%. would reduce 2% at every five seconds. Not to mention the loss he would bear during the battle, from all ways of calculation, Feng Bujue had only 220 seconds. Lose or win, it would be determined within not more than four minutes.
