Dimensional Chat Room Chapter 42: Jan of Arc and the Waste Angel

　　 Chapter 42 Jeanne and the Waste Angel

　　 February 14, Valentine's Day.

　　 The cold current blowing from Siberia turned into pale clouds in the sky.

　　The white snowflakes fell from the sky, eloquently.

　　Between heaven and earth, it turns into a vast expanse of whiteness.

　　"Scenes like this can always be reminiscent of the hatchet hired in purgatory. It is the end to tragic death, and the bright red flame is roaring sadly."

　　 Looking at the white at the door, Ye You felt it.

　　"You?"

　　The pure white girl slid the high-bang brown shoes into the calf wrapped in velvet jumpsuit. The buttons on the black cotton coat were fastened to the neck, making her look like a little bird.

　　qiong looked at his brother strangely. He always said strange things sometimes.

　　 "It's nothing, let's go."

　　 A purple umbrella slammed open, like a hydrangea blooming in the vast snow.

　　As soon as he changed the number of indoor shoes in the teaching building, Ye You heard such hormonal exuberant speeches.

　　 "White Day!"

　　 "Ah, I must have been blessed by God. The white season is most suitable for confession."

　　 What a fuss, what good is white?

　　 This is also natural. The word ‘atmosphere’ is a very subtle booster that can make people do things that they usually don’t dare to do.

　　 However, this seems to be just a breeze for Kato Kei.

　　 But it was still breezy after all, so she prepared two small gifts, packed in beautiful square boxes.

　　 "Ye You, Qiong."

　　 "Thank you." Ye You and Qiong also sent out their own thoughts, although they were just rationale.

　　 But the main theme of the school is always learning, so it will not be shaken by this degree of festivals.

　　 When the teacher walked into the classroom with a thick pile of materials, the atmosphere in the class returned to the past.

　　 Ye You logged into the chat room and saw a blank space.

　　 "Aozora: Have you finished watching the game life?"

　　 "[] (empty): I saw a part of it."

　　 "Aozora: That's it."

　　 Ye You probably understands his mood.

　　In the first episode of "Game of Life", the blank is summoned to another world. It is a world where everything is decided by games alone.

　　 If this is true, then the world is no different from a name—it is a game of life.

　　 The game needs to be fresh, so knowing in advance is not interesting.

　　 So the blank is only a part of it.

　　 "I'm probably scrapped: [] Playing games is really good."

　　The waste angel appeared.

　　 Waste angel, neet Ji, blank, they have a lot of time.

　　「【】(Empty): Because the game is very simple. It has a clear purpose and rules that must be followed. As long as there is probability, there is a way to win."

　　 "[] (Empty): The reality is terrible. As many as seven billion players walk in their own footsteps. Winning too much will be punished."

　　「【】(Empty): I don’t understand the purpose of the game, there is no data, and even the category is unknown. Even if you follow the established rules, you will be punished, and what’s even more irritating is that you ignore the rules People, but proud of themselves—compared to a life like this bad game, any game—is too simple."

　　 "Azora: Uh... calm down, empty."

　　 "[] (Empty): It’s just a bit too exciting."

　　 Knowing that I might be called to a world where everything is decided by games, every cell in the blank body makes a pleasant sound.

　　What needs to be done now is to maintain a high spirit and wait for God to come.

　　 "I'm probably a waste: Although I don't understand what you are talking about, the game is indeed a good thing."

　　 "I'm probably scrapped: I continue to play my strategy development. I just kept hanging up and forgot to give instructions. Now it's the most important turning point."

　　 Hmm, still playing this game? She has been playing for almost two months.

　　 Ye You can't help but feel puzzled when he sees the speech of the waste angel.

　　Is there such a fascinating existence among the games uploaded in the chat room?

　　 so I can’t help asking,

　　 "Blue Sky: Waste Angel, what game do you play?"

　　 "I'm probably useless: don't call me with this name, wait, it seems pretty vivid. The game is nurtured by a saint."

　　 "Holy girl formation?"

　　...how does it smell like Tian Tuban.

　　Ye You clicks into the upload interface, whether it is the upload of real substances or the upload of network data are universal.

　　 It’s just that the item panel and the data panel are separate.

　　 Ye You clicked on the data panel, and he hardly came in normally.

　　 Then, Ye You was surprised to find out——

　　 "Jan of Arc?"

These two words appeared in the interface of 　　, in the same font as the ID of the chat room member. When you click on it, you can see the same screen as the video communication.

　　 In the picture, there are only dark and damp walls. This is a cell without windows.

　　 "What's going on?"

　　 Ye You keenly discovered that this is not a game at all, but a communication video state.

　　 At this time, the waste angel made a terrible noise.

　　 "I'm probably scrapped: it's over, my protagonist is captured."

　　Hello, wait.

　　 This is terrible.

　　 Even if I don’t know why Joan appears in the upload interface, Ye You understands that this is definitely Joan in that world. What is happening, right?

　　 Ye You, who dared to make such a guarantee, had another proof—the 50-point dimension value that suddenly increased.

　　 At that time, Ye You also asked Neet Ji, and she also added 20 points.

　　 So did Jeanne join in at that time?

　　 just why is it like this?

　　 Ye You frowned and thought about ~ IndoMTL.com~ When he saw the "Upload" interface, he suddenly thought of something.

　　——What if I upload my consciousness to the chat room?

　　 Since items and data can be uploaded, can consciousness also be uploaded?

　　 Considering Joan of Arc's extremely pious faith, this possibility is extremely high.

　　 But now is not the time to think about this.

　　 Joan is facing fire.

　　 "Blue Sky: Hey, waste angel. You are in a big disaster."

　　 "I'm probably useless: Huh?"

　　 "Azora: That is not a game, but what is happening in that world."

　　 "I'm probably useless: Ah!!!"

　　"...No wonder the protagonist can still communicate with me."

　　 Then a strong shame and self-blame filled the chest of the waste angel.

　　 "In other words, did I lead her to the stake?"

　　 "No, it's not like this."

　　The blonde angel gritted his teeth and typed like a vent,

　　 "I am probably useless: it's all your fault! Blue sky!"

　　 "Blue Sky: Meow Meow Meow?"

　　 Where did the conclusion come from?

　　 "I'm probably useless: if it wasn't for you to hold me to chat, how could I not have time to give instructions to Jeanne."

　　 is that short one-minute delay, one day has passed over there.

　　 The time lapse ratio during a conversation is 1:1, but when on-hook, the lapse ratio will be greatly increased.

　　 "I'm probably useless: So, you have to take responsibility for me."

　　 "I'm probably useless: Humph!"

　　 "Azora: Abandoned angel, you can always lose morale at critical moments..."