"F ck. I can't believe both of you done that." He said as he looked at both of them, instead of replying to his words, they tilted their heads. It was written very clearly on their face, "Did both of us do something wrong?"
Sighed. Tornado can only accept it. They both only robots that only move when receiving his commands. Just as he about to go to where the girl fell.
Tornado saw a man stand in the air in front of him, menacingly…
Since when this guy here? Also, why is there the Japanese word for 'menacing' that comes into my view? With colored-purple at that. Bewildered, he can't help but said.
"If you want to make a Jojo reference, do it somewhere else!"
It was a bizarre sight. A young man to be in his early twenties floating in the air with his arms crossed and it seemed that he was waiting for him. Although they just met, why was he looked at him with a disdain gaze?
Tornado slid the window down and looked behind him. The young man twitched his mouth.
No one was there. Tornado turned his attention to the person in front of him and asked. "Can I ask who you are?"
Seeing his act as if nothing had happened, he thought. This fellow sure is brazen! he just sent beautiful girl rocket missiles and you could still act very calm. Suppressing his rage, he said.
"It doesn't matter who am I. I am here for her." He said as he pointed a small girl on the very back of the car and his mouth was twitching uncontrollably upon the sight.
"Tornado! Release me this once! I didn't do anything wrong!" The girl shouted. She flying here and there, hoping that the rope will get loose and eventually release her.
This sight was just like seeing a weak, small bird relentlessly tried to escape from a hunter's trap.
This person, not only sent a cute girl to death's door but also torturing a cute loli girl like her. Unforgivable!
Oblivious to his mind, Tornado was picking his nose and sent a breath to it. He doesn't want to hear the other party's bullshit. Do you know how hard it is just to get her?
"Shut up! I'm using talking no Jutsu here!" He replied to Asitana.
"So you want her? She's pretty much only has one role and it was pretty shitty at that."
"What do you mean by I had a shitty role? You survive cause of me!"
Considering that they were both together for two hours and survived a calamity that could claim their lives, their relationship should be much more than a stranger, yet here they were.
"She's pretty much just like Aqua. You know her right? From Konosuba."
"Listen to my words!" She shouted angrily.
What in the world did I stumble upon? Is this the right server? The young man began to question himself. He quickly shook his head. Their intelligence was correct, it just that his expectations towards the man in front of him were different.
The man could figure out the way to find the Golden Easter Egg. The chance of it appeared was below 0.00125%!
In order to activate it, not only the person had to pay extra attention to the steps, but they had to pay attention to the weather, temperature, and time. The fact this guy can do the steps properly, can't be underestimated. If possible he wanted to end this peacefully.
"Of course. I am willing to pay." He said as he grabbed a small and grayish suitcase, not long after. He opened it. Inside it was a bunch of cash that could be used to bought rare materials and powerful weapons.
Why did it feel like I'm just a mere item? I am capable of thinking! This is violating the law of human rights! She said herself. She looked at her master but disappointment soon entered her heart.
Her master's eye was wide upon the sight. No doubt that he will sell her but opposite to her thought. He didn't do it and she heaved a sigh of relief instantly.
Tornado almost fell for it. Cause, after all, seeing big cash like that was very rare for a poor bloke like him.
Maybe I could trade her for it. He thought to himself but as soon that greedy thought popped out in his mind. He shook his head, It was worth considering that her life can't be compared with any money.
The fact she could slow down the time was the only reason why Tornado doesn't want to sell her!
If he could nurture her and learn how the other party works. He could be a bit stronger than he was right now. Of course, it was just a random thought. He wanted to keep a low profile and enjoy the game by hunting Easter eggs.
"If you want her, do you think just a bunch of cash is worth it? If Easter Eggs could be found with money then it was no longer an Easter Egg but EA! How about this, two skins of 10 tier danger class zombie boss, and I'll consider it."
A boss's skin was tough and extremely expensive. To get one, not only the player had to avoid damaging its skin, it must be in a useable state, but since it was a 10 tier danger class zombie boss. There was no way one could achieve such a feat! Killing one was hard already, and yet wanted to kill it without damaging the skins? How on earth?
"What did you just say?" He asked as his expression turned grim.
Not expecting the young man would be that angry, he answered with the attitude. Let just end this, I don't care anymore.
"Are you deaf? I'm not a recording system you know. To listen to it again and again. Sighed. Okay fine, I'm going to say it again, five skins of 10 tier danger class zombie boss."
Five? Earlier you said two. Are you toying with me? M8, please be serious. I'm trying to conduct a professional negotiation here.
At this point, he realized that the young man before him didn't have any intention to sell her. The easy way was no longer available so the only way was the hard way, violence. No point anymore for him to hit around the bush, he said.
"Are you sure you don't want to sell her? The world was crueler than you ever think about it!"
Tornado frowned upon the young man's statement. He was wondering why he would do all of this alone but judging by his words, he was not alone.
Just as Tornado about to answer his threat, a bunch of red dots appeared simultaneously on his body, and to make it worse. Five red dots on his head, two red dots on both of his arms, and seven red dots on his body.
He was inside of a car so it's amazing how these red dots can aim at him perfectly.
"To tell you the truth. I don't want her either, but I would be lying if I want her gone."
"Hmph. Are you in the right position to talk? Your fate is in my hands." With a cold harrumph, he raises his right hand.
"Give her to me or today will be the last time you saw the sun."
Tornado didn't panic, instead, his lips curled up. "Over my dead body." He equipped himself with a very small grenade, it was the size of a pebble. No one knew that he has this small item in his hand.
He tossed it into the air. His movements were agile. The young man alarmed seeing the other party tossed an unknown item and immediately clenched his right hand.
"Kill him!"
Bullets were coming at him from every direction. Though just a glimpse, it was a battle drone who shot him, their appearance was covered using camouflage.
A die of a player was a normal thing that happened in any game, but you should think first before you do it. Especially in a game that holds the player's life.
If Tornado dies, he will fell into a deep slumber for a very long time in the real world, In other words, coma.
Even though fell into a coma was better than death, no one knew how long you were going to sleep. Perhaps 7 years? Or maybe 25 years?
I'm not going to spend my life in bed! He shouted in his heart.
Asitana could not let her master die. His attitude and personality were sucks but when the time came, he was very reliable. Someone who can count on. Recounting the event when she slowed down the bullets. She closed her eyes, and the experience two hours ago flashes like images.
"Administrator's System Command: Slowing Time!"
Bullets were slowing down and you could mistake it that the time had stopped. Players and zombies within a five hundred meters radius were all slowed down.