The male protagonist survives in the infinite game by supporting his wife

The cold light in the room was turned off, and Huang Shanhe nervously lay down on the inside of the bed.

I don’t know why there are only big beds here, and the same is true in Shaodong. Knowing that so many volunteers are coming, they can’t change to twin beds? He has to squeeze in with a grown man.

He covered himself tightly with the quilt. The quilt here was different from the ones he had stayed in before. It was neither soft nor light. It was like covering himself with a piece of dead dough pancake, cold and hard, not against his skin.

Qi Yin next to him yawned and didn't cover himself with the quilt. Huang Shanhe was not happy about it, in fact he was quite disgusted with it.

A beam of light from the corridor shone through the small window on the door, allowing the two to sleep peacefully.

Huang Shanhe was woken up by the cold in the middle of the night. He shrank his neck and tried to wrap himself tightly with the quilt, but the end of the quilt was pressed down by Qi Yin's big feet.

He stretched his neck and looked towards his feet, but found that he could not see anything clearly. Only then did he realize that the room was dark and the lights in the corridor had been turned off at some point.

He moved his feet, trying to push the quilt under his feet, but it felt like there was a person pressing on his feet and he couldn't lift them up.

Huang Shanhe pushed Qi Yin twice but there was no response. He turned his head and his eyes passed over his still heaving chest. He vaguely saw something on the ground.

He squinted his eyes, and the black shadow bulged into a ball. It looked like it had a body and arms, but it looked like a person lying on the ground.

As soon as this thought came to his mind, Huang Shanhe was so scared that his scalp went numb, and it seemed that even more cold air was pouring into the quilt.

He told himself that maybe Qi Yin's coat had fallen to the ground, it was okay, don't think too much about it.

He had been holding his nerve ever since he entered this strange game. Now he didn't dare to scare himself, so he immediately closed his eyes and quietly approached Qi Yin's body.

But the more he wanted to sleep, the colder he felt, as if he was sleeping in an ice cave, and his body was so cold that he couldn't stop shaking.

Huang Shanhe remembered that he had drawn a circle before going to bed and let out a breath. Yes, he still had props. Thinking of this, he regained some courage and quietly opened one eye.

The coldness exploded from his pores, and a purple face was facing him nose to nose, with the entire body covering him.

Her needle-like pupils stared straight at Huang Shanhe. His body was cold and he wasn't breathing. It was unknown how long she had been staring at him like that.

"what--!"

A scream broke through the night sky, waking everyone up. Noises were heard from other rooms, but no one went out to check.

Huang Shanhe was unable to move. His body was firmly fixed by something above him and he couldn't break free.

He wanted to call out to Qi Yin, but when he opened his mouth, it was as if a large block of ice was stuffed into it, and he could only whimper.

Where is Qi Yin! Can't he feel it? Isn't he an old player who has completed five missions? Save him, save him!

The blue face opened its mouth, which opened wider and wider until its jaw was dislocated and the corners of its mouth cracked. The sound of teeth knocking against bones could be heard, and the crunching sound of chewing bones continued until dawn.

The light from the sky broke through the clouds, illuminating the dark hut.

The ghost who had eaten up the Huangshan River left at the last moment before dawn. After she left, Qi Yin opened his eyes with a clear look.

The bed beneath him was soaked with blood, and he was covered in the smell of blood. After taking out the discarded yellow talisman from his clothes, Qi Yin sat up and picked up the charcoal that had fallen beside him.

After using the props, he didn't even know to clean the charcoal ash on his clothes. As a new player, he is still too immature.

There was a knock on the door and Sherman's voice came from outside.

"What happened to you last night? Tell me whether you are alive or not."

Qi Yin pinched his arm so hard that it hurt so much that the people outside could hear him cry out in pain, and then he went to open the door in embarrassment.

As soon as he opened the door, everyone smelled a strong smell of blood, especially Qi Yin, whose body was covered in blood and his eyes were bloodshot, as if he had not rested all night.

Xie Man turned around, looked at the blood-stained bed and asked, "How did Huang Shanhe die?"

"This dungeon is haunted." Qi Yin did not hide it and made a helpless expression: "I have props to protect myself, but my body is immobilized. I can't save him. He is..."

He seemed unable to continue the conversation and turned his head away in regret.

The ending of Huangshan River has been decided. On the first night of the copy, one person was gone. Although he was just a newcomer, it also showed that this copy was more difficult than expected.

Xie Man didn't say much and left after she finished her tour. After she left, the strong man came in again and took a look around, as if he was on a tour. Except for the timid Li Jiaoyang and Shi Jinzhe Shehe who did not leave the house, everyone came in to take a look.

When Xu Jialu, the last one to come in, left, she glanced towards the door of the first room. After the noise last night, there had been no movement in the room. She wondered what was going on.

She muttered to herself, if he doesn't come out now, he might be dead.

In fact, Shi Jinzhe was awakened by that shout last night.

When he heard Huang Shanhe's scream, he realized that the prop would fall into Qi Yin's hands and he would have no chance to take action, so he turned over and continued to sleep.

I slept until 7:30 in the morning and finally sat up from the bed.

Shekh was still lying on the bed with his eyes covered, and it was unknown whether he was awake or not.

He whispered, "Shekh?"

"Ah."

Oh, it’s already turned on.

Hearing a noise downstairs, he got out of bed and put slippers on Shekh. There were disposable toiletries in the bathroom. He opened one and was squeezing toothpaste onto the toothbrush with one hand.

"Here." Sheh pointed to the mirror. "Someone was here yesterday."

Shi Jinzhe stopped what he was doing, looked up at the mirror, put the toothbrush in his mouth, and reached out to touch the mirror.

There is no distance between the mirror image and the fingertips, so it is probably a one-way mirror. Sheh said there is someone there, so it is 100% a one-way mirror that allows people to peek from the other side.

"This house has so many secrets."

After he finished washing, he stared at Sheh's face: "...Can't you take off this eye mask? How are you washing?"

Sheh shook his head, thinking back to what he had just done, and turned on the faucet himself, waiting for the water to fill the sink, then plunged his entire face into it.

Shi Jinzhe had a complicated expression, "Can you do this...?"

Sheh ignored him and straightened up after two minutes.

The loose hair on her temples covered the sides of her face, and water droplets dripped down her chin and slid into her collar. The black ribbon used to cover her eyes was not stained with any moisture, and under the light, it reflected a dark luster.

It seems that the ribbon on her eyes is as extraordinary as she is.

It is truly a mysterious existence.

After Shehe had packed up, Shi Jinzhe supported her and walked downstairs slowly, just like he did yesterday.

A group of people downstairs were waiting for Shaodong's arrival. Old players knew that when people started dying in the dungeon, the game would cut off all connections between the current world and the outside world.

They are now waiting for Shaodong to come, watch him act out his fear and call the police, and then go through the motions when they find they can’t contact the outside world.

On the first floor, Xu Jialu saw the two and blurted out: "You are not dead?"

Not to mention death, it's obvious from the condition of these two people that they are resting well.

In the crowd, Qi Yin withdrew his gaze. Charcoal is a prop in the kitchen. The man had gone there earlier than them yesterday, and the kitchen stove had obviously been checked. Didn't he notice it?

Or...did he stay there on purpose?

He doesn't even need the props to protect himself for six hours. Did he meet a living Buddha?