After finishing talks with Dark Gamer, Nyanton went to the slum district of the central city.
After the meeting, Ter was put in by a person who wanted to meet and talk to him, and he accepted, but I don't know why the person called me.
Of course I know the name of that player. He was once a famous abolitionist. I retired a lot of the time ago, but I also saw stories in the exposed thread about my recent return and how I was stuffy with Tatsuyoshi over female players. I also remember putting together a few PTs. He's a weird guy who talks in a kizzy tone, but I still remember him having high player skills inside.
"That you responded to the story, thank you"
A beautiful boy with a hypocerebral cat bowed in a humble motion and told him so in a conceited way of speaking. It was Nenaveauge.
"So, what's the story?
Nyanton, a man who does not preface or socialize in any way, asks for help immediately. The promise is that it is not a tel where players can talk to each other and wherever they are, but rather a conversation that is quite important when it comes to seeking a conversation directly with each other.
"I want to know about something electric and spiritual. What is an electric spirit in the first place? Also, you seem to follow multiple electric spirits, but how do you manipulate them as you wish?"
Nyanton stared at the straightforward question, but looked grumpy and glanced at Nenaveauj half-eyed.
"That's something I didn't even teach the Alliance guys, and I'm not willing to teach them."
I wonder why Nenaveauj became interested in the Electric Spirit. If he's a muscled scrapper and he's going to help us maintain this world, I don't like the fact that he's come back once he's retired, even though I think he could ask him out.
"Is that all we're talking about? Then I'm busy."
"Is that something you can't tell me? Or is that something you don't want to tell me? Isn't that just plausible?
"Don't be ridiculous. If it's fraudulent, I'm already BAN. Besides, I despise cheats and dupes."
I get the word of Nenaveauge, and I get angry at Nyanton's voice. BAN refers to the harsh treatment of players who commit serious violations by divestiture of accounts through operations. Characters will also be erased and the game will no longer be available.
For example, an act called cheat, which makes unlikely moves in the game by illegal tools. Or an infinite multiplication of items using faulty or illegal tools, called dupes. These can be eligible for BAN.
Furthermore, according to the operator of online games, the police may sue you for using or distributing cheat tools, and you may also be used in criminal penalties for obstruction of business, such as computer damage.
If cheats or dupes are found in Recommendation 11, there are no examples of police shakedowns, but it is a fast-track BAN without question.
"Hmm. So you don't think electric spirits are cheats? Aren't you saying cheats are the only thing you can handle and use anything else you can, thereby giving you an overwhelming advantage over other players?
"It's what the operation judges. If that's what they say it's cheat, I'll be honest with you. I don't think I'm cheesy."
To the provocative Nenaveauge thing, but Nyanton said it back in grandeur without evil.
In fact, Nyanton doesn't realize that he's cheating on his actions. He plays Electric Spirit and buys a decent number of dreambands, he also buys accounts, and he charges them every month. In time I am using my abilities to move it, so I don't even think that this is illegal or anything like that, Nyanton.
"I feel bad. I hate cheetahs and RMTs."
RMT is short for Real Money Trading, which is the act of literally buying and selling real money through in-game passages. In online gaming, conscious players naturally abhor it because of its various negative effects, such as mass-producing in-game passes and bringing in real money dealers in order to disrupt market balance. It is, of course, an illegal activity which, if discovered, gives rise to a heavy disposition.
Nothing more said, and Nyanton just transferred and disappeared.
(I wonder if there wasn't enough cards to put in the exploration. But, well, instead of saying hello, I was able to make contact, and I was told that someone was exploring the electric spirit. Maybe I can turn it into a fabric stone)
Nenaveauge - Junko looked back at his current interaction and decided that he had achieved a one-off result.
Maki Atoki, a man in Makhihihime, is not particularly beautiful, and in real life, he has only dated a man and a woman once before he got married. Nor have I dated actively from myself, nor have I ever wanted a lover in real life.
She's trying to connect with the opposite sex by using a dating site.
Put your energy into unfamiliar makeup, dress yourself in the fancy clothes you bought in advance, and Makihime meets the other guy.
Having a crappy chat with the other guy, drinking alcohol he can't drink, and the painful time ensues. Machihihihime thinks he wants to get back inside the game quickly.
"What, are you doing this hotel?
He is brought to a thin, dirty hotel while walking closely in arms, and the man becomes a bewildered expression. So much so that at first glance we didn't even know the building was a hotel.
"I said I'm still doing this. My friend runs it, but it seems to be painful. Think I can help. Right?"
That being said, I still can't say no, and the man enters the hotel in such a way that he can be taken by Makihime.
Nobody in the lobby. It's not even lit. At this point the man obviously found himself suspicious, but it was too late.
Machihihihime sees a man with a look of pity and contempt. The man was dragging his soul out of his flesh without understanding why he was being seen with such eyes.
The man's body collapses. Makhihime sends a dream band that was prepared in advance on the front desk to be activated with a man over it and a soul taken out of the man to the computer world.
Makihime also wears a dreamband to do something about character making. To manipulate the electric spirit, you have to virtually trip yourself, connect to the net and get into the same mackerel.
Makihime thinks while making his first electric spirit manufacture outside of his body.
(What would everyone think if they found out I was doing such a terrible thing...)
Aware of his friends within Recommend 11, Makihime had chest pains.
Particularly vividly conscious was the matter of Nenaveauge. Him - No, I don't just want her to know.
While I grind, I also learn to question. I wondered how effective it would be to create a little electric spirit at a pace like this and to the extent that it increased the player's water.
If my actions have no great effect, I wonder if I would just hurt others without darkness and just suffer in vain.
Tired of flying out of the Snow Oka Institute, he stayed in a hotel for residents on the back street, in a room in "Hotel Wallaby," where he continued to recommend 11.
I have to prepare my own meals too, so I suppose the area is very cumbersome, and it's an unhealthy life full of instant food, but I still don't mind.
(It's been thirty years since you've lived alone. Before I acted with Junko, I always said I was alone...)
Tired of remembering the old days while rubbing a couple ramen.
Just finish the meal, put the dream band on your head, and trip inside the game.
Two hours after paling through the repetitive quests he could do solo, Tired felt the heterogeneous spirits he remembered approaching.
"What kind of blow is it when you show up from there?
Without resting his working hand, Tired asked the electric spirit nurturer, who appeared in front of him, slapping even a giant palm crab with a stick.
"Aren't you one of them?
A nurturing husband who asks questions back.
"Hi you... I feel like you're human on this side. I feel that kind of wavelength. You didn't seem like an enemy."
With that word of his nurturing husband, he is generally tired of guessing what he appeared before himself for.
"I've been looking for a player with strong feelings for this Recommended 11. At the same time, you're gonna have to help me out with a player. We found a third and a fourth."
The nurturing husband spoke of the dialogue as he had largely imagined tiredness.
"You want me to be an electric spirit and bring the electric spirit into this game?
"That's right. I don't know when Recommended 11 will be out of service. I'm increasing the number of players by adding more electric spirits to keep them from doing that."
"It won't be a big number of people when it comes to increasing. You can't change the flow with individuals working hard and a little bit more."
When tired of pointing that out, the nurturing husband's expression turns into something dangerous.
"So you're telling me not to do anything? This is how I came here because I like this world, and you know how I feel when I'm dead and I'm stuck here."
"Yeah, I know. Neither do I want to lose where I found him."
I didn't stop my hand slapping the crab, but tired looked up at my nurturing husband's face.
"There's no reason to say no. I'll help you. Except..."
Tired of spilling an invincible smile.
"We don't need the power of electric spiritualization or any other ability. Without having to bother with that power, we need to find out who can deal with electric spirits right now, figure out their technique, and complete the technique of electric spiritualization with my hands as one of Shizuno's witchcraft."
Tired thought it was ironic that he would be able to do about half of what Junko wanted. I know Junko doesn't want the art of electric spiritualization, he wants the original electric spirit purely. I mean, it's either my foster husband or Tomorrow Kaori.
"We can create living spirits and tie them to the computer world. But the problem is with the raw and the management of the game of raw players. What can I do about that?
"I'm letting Nyanton do that. You can make real contact with him and work with him."
I guess tired that some electric spirits today because they do already have control.
"That was a stupid question. Besides... it's okay to use electric spirits, but other than that, I have athletes who gather people. I'll do it my way."
"Got it. Comrade, nice to meet you. I'll talk to Nyanton, and I'll say hello."
That's what I left out, my nurturing husband disappears.
"Will this also make you hostile with the Junkos? I'm so excited."
Tired smiled pleasantly as he said, beating even the crab.