Dragon Clan: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

"Hmm."

The strange oral habit carries an inexplicable magical melody, red dull hair breaks out from the thick quilt, and the girl who was curled up on the bed like a silkworm baby also opens her eyes.

Those eyes only flashed with confusion for a moment, and the next second they were filled with clear light, like a mirror shining with flames.

The girl exhaled, and neatly stretched out her white arms from the quilt, hooked a corner of the quilt, and then suddenly exerted force——

The white quilt is like falling ice crystals in the snowy country, and the girl on the bed is sitting on the edge of the bed now, with her elbows on her thighs, her hands hanging down, her back muscles are in a semi-tense state, and the key point is that her eyes are sharp when she opens her eyes. Like the heroic Valkyrie from Northern Europe, but with a hint of questioning and confusion about the world.

Valkyrie glanced at the mirror on the bedside table, then looked at the sky slightly, just looking at it quietly.

So handsome.

The girl thought.

In fact, Fujimaru Ritsuka was not the inventor of this pose.

But when I was in Chaldea, there was a cook who liked to sit on a chair in this posture. When he closed his eyes, the moment he opened his eyes, he would feel the tragic beauty of a hero who was exhausted physically and mentally after saving the world. ".

Ritsuka was a girl of that age. When she saw something handsome, she couldn't help but imitate it. She would ask that person why he always woke up in that posture and why.

But after being deliberately imitated by him, the heroic spirit couldn't figure out how to stop this posture with a red face. After that, he was never seen doing it again.

He's obviously quite handsome, Emiya-san.

The girl who inherited the posture successfully awakened herself and put on a white shirt and her favorite Adidas orange New Year limited edition with a proud smile.

Brush your teeth, wash your face, blow dry your hair, put on makeup, it’s too much trouble, skip it, finally turn on the computer and take out the white scratch paper——

Record the name of this bastard player named [sakura].

Click.

The black water-based pen drew deep marks on the white paper, which contained the girl's overwhelming anger and hatred for the player.

The reason——

Last night, as shown above, the girl interacted with Eriyi in the air. Although StarCraft is not a very interactive game between players, it is also regarded as the most enjoyable game.

In fact, this game is called a game that "requires a lifetime of learning". Its upper limit in the concept of "competition" has been proved by the relevant team in the form of a paper, and it is praised as the game with the highest competitive limit created by mankind.

Fujimaru Ritsuka was an ordinary girl from the spirit sports department in her previous life. She studied volleyball in junior high and high school. In this life, she also joined the volleyball club in junior high and became the president, so she actually doesn't know much about games.

Until she encountered StarCraft.

Tactical fog system, instant corresponding settings for the smallest unit, tactical options starting at tens of thousands, operation that can even surpass the strong and weak relationship of tactical units, almost perfect game mechanism design in mathematical theory, tactical execution under subjective conditions, and objective hardware operating level.

Players find it fun and think this is the pinnacle of competition, but for Fujimaru Ritsuka, there is an inexplicable sense of surprise.

Because it was almost the same as the strategy simulation test I had played in Chaldea.

In my previous life, as a Master, the most important thing for me was to master the decision-making ability. Although most of my time in my previous life, I was only on the front line, responsible for distributing physical charm and providing speech therapy.

But that doesn't mean she hasn't learned tactical operations!

In Chaldea, apart from exercising his muscles, being dragged to drills by the master craftsmen, and being kidnapped by heroic spirits to play dark games on the bed, he spent almost all his time in the battle studio for similar simulation drills.

Tactical layout, individual operations, overall strategy

To be honest, I am simply over-familiar with my job.

The girl was instantly addicted to this game simply because it contained many elements that Ritsuka missed.

At the beginning, the girl went from knowing nothing to being able to hold on for an hour even if she had a 1V1 with a real woman with Leonardo da Vinci, and even won the draw in an extremely angry situation.

This is all my lost youth!

With joy, the girl immediately became addicted to this game.

Once I became addicted, I stayed addicted for two months.

In the past two months, the girl went from being taught by Eri Yi step by step, to beginning to narrowly defeat Eri Yi, to starting to carry out dimensionality reduction attacks on passers-by, and finally evolved into staying up late to fight against the masters in the channel, leading several suspected professional eldest brothers. Went to the little master shock.

Of course, that's not a complete crushing.

This is not a competition with Fujimaru Ritsuka. The reason why StarCraft is praised by people is precisely because it has not been able to achieve a "100% victory" strategy even now.

In the strategic game confrontation in the game, no one can guarantee that they can win.

Ritsuka fought against the big brothers in the channel, and occasionally lost. The big brothers for example put the base at the opposite hometown, flew the base and put it outside the map, started the farmer's speed flow, and other wonderful strategies that she didn't understand. beat.

But overall, we still win more and lose less, and the more we fight, the stronger we get. Now we are in a situation where we are alone and seeking defeat.

After all, even if he loses to Da Vinci, Ritsuka Fujimaru still has the pride of being an "ordinary human T0".

And that's who she is.

"su↑ku↓ra" the girl roared in a low voice. It was an extremely rare moment of emotion for Fujimaru Ritsuka.

sukura, that is a player's id.

It was recommended by a big brother on the StarCraft channel. It is said that he is not a professional player, but an amateur player.

But it was such an amateur player who matched up with Eri from the other side of the ocean and then won three consecutive victories with all his strength. The heart of the little dark red miko was broken, and she could only come to the big hero in her heart to fight.

Ritsuka, who had already surpassed Master Eriyi, did his part and said "That's not how StarCraft works" and Bo Yuntian entered the battlefield.

So he seized the opportunity to kneel down for seven consecutive times.

"How can we stop!!"

The girl, who was so angry that she spoke her native dialect, was indignant loudly.

"You have won seven games in a row, and you dare to slap seven games on my head, Ritsuka Fujimaru. Rounding it all off, it means Leonardo da Vinci has lost seven games in a row. This kind of humiliation can be tolerated by Da Vinci, but I can't bear it!"

You are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust.

The girl slapped the table, her eyes blazing.

"I need to regroup my troops."

The girl took something similar to a sweat-proof wristband from the table, put on her sports coat and went out as coolly as the Yondaime Hokage who was about to face the demon fox.

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"Thank you for your hard work, masters. Please drink some water."

"Thank you, thank you. Oh, the little girl is so polite."

"Hahahaha, no, you've said it before."

In Shilan Middle School, there were three people standing at the door of the computer classroom. The orange-haired student union secretary stood at the door with a straight body, like a javelin, but with a bright smile on his face, he was chatting cordially with the electrician in a blue uniform.

"Hey, Master, when will this computer be installed?" The girl bent down with her hands behind her back and asked naturally. There was no urging in her words, only gentle doubts.

The electrician looked at the circuit under the white removable wooden board without looking back and thought for a while.

"Come on, come on, little girl, are you so anxious?"

"Hey, it's mainly not what I want." The girl waved her hands and said with a serious face.

"I don't know if you, Master, have paid attention to it recently. The country has begun to vigorously promote English learning. It needs to be in line with international standards. This foreign language must be mastered, so it has gradually begun to improve students' standards for spoken English. When the time comes, it will be used Go to the computer."

"Ah, is there such a thing?" The electrician turned around this time and asked in surprise.

"You are so dedicated, little girl. In the schools I went to before, this matter was generally not the responsibility of the students."

"Well, it is indeed not advisable for students to exceed their authority, but I am afraid that by the time our school realizes this matter, it will be too late." Fujimaru Ritsuka's brows showed a look of concern for the country and the people, and his words were vague and profound.

"We need to prepare quickly. This is also to prepare and pave the way for the next few students." She said with a look of understanding, clenching her fists hard. "This is the job that student union members should undertake!"

"It is our duty to fight for the rise of our country!"

Like this?

The girl's resonant words shocked the electrician, and his slightly wrinkled face showed seriousness and a quiet burning fire. He and the girl looked at each other, smiling with joy, and everything was lost in words.

He didn't speak, just held his hat and nodded silently, but the movements of his hands were even faster.

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At this time, the third person at the door of the computer classroom frowned and slowly glanced at Fujimaru Ritsuka.

What was this person talking about just now?

Aren’t you a Sakura person?

The boy was puzzled from the bottom of his heart, but his face showed no emotion.

The wind blew through the ivory-colored wall, and the dry leaves walked through the fluttering arc and then fell back on the mottled variegated stone tiles of the corridor, stopping next to the boy's pure white canvas shoes.

The man has a smooth and white face, with sharp-edged cold handsomeness, and deep black eyes with a charming color. Those thick eyebrows, high nose, and beautiful lip shape all exaggerate her elegant and icy beauty.

This, where are the people here?

This is basically galgame's eternal second male position, a cool-toned melancholy male god, the second most popular male from mainland China!

The third person's name is Chu Zihang.

He is the student council president.

Sakura seems to be a player in real life, but I can't help it. I can't let Lu Mingfei's ID be called Mingming. It doesn't fit the atmosphere of an interstellar player ID, so I use Lu Mingfei's nickname.

Let Lu Mingfei win, but I really don’t know how to win in red-dot StarCraft, and Lu Tsai is already miserable. This is the only advantage I have to save him enough face.

In this way, Lu Mingfei is indeed very suitable to be a master. After all, he knows krypton's fate and knows how to operate tactics. (The premise is that you don’t act like a literary youth)

ps: Have you watched "The Child I Pushed"? Back then, I was amazed when I read the comics. I read the latest chapters in one go, as well as the stage play. (It is said that I am getting sick recently, but I am not paying attention to it)

However, the disease does not occur, just like Nanda occasionally does, but it does not affect my opinion that there are some plots in Dragon Clan that other writers cannot write in their lifetime.

Anyone can set the lower limit very low, but the upper limit can only be reached by a few geniuses.

Well. Back then, when Attack and Kaguya and other series of works were ruined, I didn’t curse them in my heart.

Anyway, to get to the point, I believe that the animation will not reach the onset stage, and I was shocked just by watching the OP. There is really someone on Akasaka, and the animation team can always gather such a ridiculous group of people.

I was so touched by the op that I didn’t watch it. I hate family or friendship scenes the most, but I don’t feel anything when it comes to romance.