Asuna understood that the people around her weren't used to being told what to do and if she had, to be honest, she wasn't happy that most of the people around her were those that had died in the game.
It was only because of her reputation that she was allowed to lead this group of veterans.
Unlike some of the other groups in the city, her group was completely made of people that had died fighting during the early days of the Death Game.
The groups or scout teams were divided into three groups, attack- search, and non-combatants.
The non-combatants would only enter an area after the attack and search teams had made sure that it was safe.
For a second she noticed that something had moved, it was so small that if it hadn't been because of her level she wouldn't have ever noticed it.
There was another bug, no she was sure that several more bugs were flying around spying on everyone, but who or what didn't matter right now.
What mattered was getting their base set up and after that.
A beep alerted her that the first phase was done, they had more than enough room and there was more than enough space for everyone, and if something did happen no one would get hurt because no one would be at the bottom.
"Asuna, the non-combatants are moving." Kirito said to her through her help screen.
It was kind of funny when she thought about it, whenever someone sent a message or a voice mail she always saw the text message and heard the voice recording along with the picture of the person.
It was odd because she always expected to hear the person's voice through the help screen, only to hear them next to her.
As the day passed the wind began to change and the smell of something that was a mixture of old chemicals- rotting food and a landfill began to arrive.
Her help screen alerted her that whatever was in the air was poisoning her, but it was working so slowly that she wouldn't realize that she was being affected by it at all.
After the safe zone was set up, the next thing that everyone would deal with would be the electricity and the city's plumbing.
Whatever this world or game was everyone agreed that it was better that they didn't get involved with it or played it.
It didn't matter if they had somehow been transported to another world or if someone had forced them into another game, the fact was that everyone that had died in the death game was back and everyone that fought to pass that game didn't want to fight anymore.
So they would rebuild this abandoned city, fill it with the things that they could fix or bring in from their old games and pretend that this had always been the way that they had lived.
It was time to move on.
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Biiip! Biiip! Biiip! the sound of the alarm forced him to wake up, he could feel the cold metal floor beneath him and unfortunately, he had a blanket over him.
This meant that his little brother saw him sleeping on the floor and covered him with it, he placed his hand and checked on his right and when he found that there was no one there he turned, and there he was sleeping.
He couldn't help but smile unfortunately it was a sad smile if his brother was sleeping next to him then that meant that their parents hadn't come home again.
Which meant that they were either still working or...no, they were still working.
"Hey wake up." he said to his brother as he gently shoved him awake.
He watched as his brother tried and failed to open his eyes before he yawned and rubbed his eyes.
They both looked at each other for a second before they he said. "I'll get breakfast ready, so hurry up and get ready for school."
His brother didn't say anything, he just smiled stood up, and ran to his room before running into the bathroom.
With nothing else to do the turned on the holo screen and began to look for something that could entertain him while he cooked.
It was the usual, either someone had attacked one of the corporations, a gang was fighting and ended up getting people killed, cartoons, or a concert of someone that he would never be able to see.
He stopped changing the channel when he found the channel that showed the games.
The games were something that only the most desperate people got themselves involved in.
Homeless men- women and even entire families would enter and try to survive the hunters, if they won then they received a lot of money.
How much no one knew but it's said that it was enough to pull someone out of ruin and into the middle of the city.
He didn't watch the games, but he knew that everything from cyber-enhanced madmen, war veterans, people from the bottom like him, and just crazy people had entered it.
The danger would depend on what the people did during their preparation time while in the old city and when their time ran out, which was when the hunters were sent after them.
Normally he wouldn't have topped on this page but all of the players were wearing some sort of medieval-styled armor, so they were either crazy or their armor was outdated military technology.
It was probably both because he could barely believe that someone that didn't look that much older than himself could pick up what looked like a giant bolder without much effort.
None of the knights looked like they had cyber enhancements or had gene augmentations, so their strengths and speed must be from their armores.
It was incredible watching them work and more than once he had found himself staring at the holo screen when he should have been closing the refrigerator or making sure that he didn't burn the food.
