Chapter 191: Big Guy and Little Guy 1
TL/Editor: Raei
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The party unanimously decided to speed towards the 40th floor.
"Honestly, it was disgusting to see."
"We need to sort this out quickly, before more brothers fall into corruption."
"Honestly, there's no point in fighting these creatures that don't even drop mana stones. They just leave behind corpses instead of stones..."
Even for residents of a fantasy world who are indifferent to death, r*pe is something that cannot be overlooked.
Or should I call it monster breeding...?
Of course, we've only encountered such sexually explicit things once, but that doesn't mean they are the only ones these kind of things can happen to.
It seemed like Grace, Irene, and Katie advocated for rushing to the 40th floor for that reason, while Han Se-ah had a slightly different reason for wanting to go there directly.
"If BB Games had any sense, they wouldn't replicate players. At most, they might copy our companions. Why? Hey, how would you feel if a virtual reality game used your physical data to make and distribute r*pe p*rn?"
-A global game company or not, using real-life figures for such things is no different from deepfake p*rn lol.
-Yeah, they wouldn't dare use user data unless they're crazy.
-Even celebrities play virtual reality games and post about it on social media, but lawsuits are not the issue.
-Deepfakes are just about the face, this is the whole body lol. If it was abroad, it would almost be self-defense to shoot up the place.
-So, are there no player clones?
"Maybe they'll just brush it off as 'players are special, chosen by the goddess~' What would you choose? Alter the story or face a future being sued by millions of female players and celebrities from every country?"
[Tough Guy Nomu donated 10,000 won!]
If the stream gets suspended before we reach the 40th floor, you get another 10,000 won.
"We need to move past these scenes quickly if they keep happening. I thought this was an undead floor, not a sexual crime floor. Nomu, I'll remember you and take that as consolation money if we get suspended. I'm writing down your real ID."
The game company wouldn't be crazy enough to do something like that, but it's a huge hindrance anyway to the stream, so let's hurry past it.
Her words made sense, something I hadn't thought of.
I don't know how virtual reality games are made, but I know that Han Se-ah in the game and outside the game look the same, scanned through a capsule.
For some reason, the game doesn't allow players to customize their physical appearance.
It's been a while since I read a game fantasy novel, so the clich settings are a bit hazy.
Most of the novels made players use their own faces for the game...
Ah, that's because, unlike Heroes Chronicle, they were online multiplayer games, right?
Anyway, unless the game company is a gathering of real psychopaths, it's unthinkable that they would replicate players' physical data to create scenarios where they are r*ped.
"Then let's aim to ascend to the 40th floor as quickly as possible. Instead of seeking the origin of the Demon King's creations, it's better to handle whatever appears on the 40th floor, just like we've done so far."
"Full Moon Wolves on the 10th floor, Orc Chieftains on the 20th, and Giant Serpents on the 30th. Indeed, is there some mystical significance to these powerful creatures appearing every ten floors?"
I quickened my pace to keep up with the group.
"You're right. By rough estimation, it seems at least five times larger than any other tree. We should check it out."
Han Se-ah also seems to think that tree is key to our quest, sparing no mana to create a direct path.
With a murmur of 'Earth Control,' a path of soil rises up, spanning over the poison ponds and paralyzing mud.
-Shining performance followed by (literally) solid support.
-Thats the power of a mage. A brute warrior would have just gone round and round.
-At this point, other streamers should also make their mage companions learn Earth Control, right?
Fortunately, no undead monsters jumped out from beside our earthen path.
The scarcity of undead monsters might not just be luck.
Landscapes gradually becoming visible seem to confirm our guess.
Though not as high as the 63 Building, the tree, tall as an apartment building, had its roots entwined with various undead.
Hanging low like weeping willow branches, at the tips were large amniotic sacs, dangling like fruits.
"What is that...?"
"Feeding on the undead, mimicking humans...?"
After a sickening squirming, the sac opens, releasing a viscous liquid to the ground.
Among the undead and the fluid, adventurers fall with a thud, cushioned by the entangled roots and the liquid below.
Crouched like children, each one was armored in leather, struggling and squirming on the ground.
All of them were similarly armed, suggesting that their armor and swords were part of the monster's body, produced en masse.
It wasn't an implausible scenario, considering living armors like sentient armor and sword-shaped monsters existed in this world.
"My goodness, there was still a sapling of that despicable tree!"
"Sapling... isnt that too big to be called that?"
"Definitely smaller than the tree on the 35th floor, but"
A tree that feeds on undead to give birth to humans.
The sight of the ashen tree, producing not just leather armor but various types of swords, bows, even quivers and arrows, left our party agape in astonishment.
Everyone except Han Se-ah and me, who were watching the stream, was shocked.
The party's trembling eyes shifted between Han Se-ah and me before letting out a deep sigh to compose themselves.
No matter how shocking the sight, the fact remained that this tree was a creation of the Demon King.
Our party, gripping their weapons and adopting a battle stance, began to advance menacingly.
One of the robbers, still covered in the not-yet-dry fluid, spat lewd comments at us from the ground.
"Heh, pretty ladies, huh? Let's kill the men and capture the beauties!"
"Ugh, disgusting."
"Roland, you might need to control your strength this time. If this is what's creating the Demon King's creatures, we need to share this information with the brothers at the temple and the Magic Tower."
Irene quickly interjected, worrying I might destroy this tree on the 37th floor as I had with the one on the 35th.
Whether she's overly concerned or overestimating my abilities, I'm not sure.
After all, I'm a tank
