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

Wang Luan screamed loudly, and white smoke came out from the place where Shehe grabbed him.

She struggled to escape, but to no avail.

Shehe was annoyed by her noise, so he pulled the corner of a red skirt beside him and stuffed it into Wang Luan's mouth. Unexpectedly, Wang Luan screamed even more panickedly.

Her mouth looked like it had blisters, and the red dress had ruined it, leaving only her gums exposed, which was horrifying.

"Much weaker than I thought." Shehe was ready for a fight, but he didn't expect Wang Luan to be so weak that he would jump right into action the moment he caught him.

She is so simple, the other two ghosts will be easy to deal with, is this the only way to escape with 30%?

That's not as good as Chai Anan back then.

is this normal?

This was the first sentence Xiao Fang, who was shivering from the cold, heard when he came to his senses. He thought to himself, is this something a human can say?

He couldn't move at all and was almost possessed by another spirit. His head was still throbbing with pain.

So you say it's weak?

If Wang Luan is so weak, wouldn't I be just a piece of dirt in her eyes?

Sheh didn't know that he had invisibly dealt a critical blow to the young Xiao Fang, which made him doubt his life.

When Wang Luan showed his true form, Shi Jinzhe felt cold under his feet. He corrected Shehe: "It's not that she is weak, it's that you are too strong."

You evolved twice on the first day you came to this dungeon!

"Okay." Sheh accepted this reluctantly.

The purple mist bound Wang Luan, and Shi Jinzhe placed a stool behind Shehe and asked her to sit down and talk.

Shehe glanced towards the door before sitting down and saw a hint of red. She said to Wang Luan, "Tell the truth, quickly."

Even when Wang Luan was arrested, he held his head high: "I didn't do anything wrong, what do I have to confess? Who are you? Why should I listen to you?"

"If you don't want to talk about it, forget it." Sheh had gotten a lot of answers from her attitude. She didn't care if the ghost wanted to be reduced to ashes.

Shehe pulled his hand out from Shi Jinzhe's hand and turned back into a human with a snake's tail.

Staring at the entangled tail, Shi Jinzhe vaguely felt that the color of her snake tail seemed to have become a little darker.

Wang Luan was strangled by the tail and couldn't breathe. He asked intermittently, "Who are you? Why did you touch me?"

Why don’t you let her go even though you’ve become a ghost!

Shehe did not answer, but continued to increase the force until Wang Luan's ghost energy was almost dissipated and the door was finally pushed open.

Manager Zhang walked in calmly, carrying the dead Xiao Wan on his back. He was not shocked to see a stranger in his room, nor was he afraid to see Shekh's snake tail.

She put Xiao Wan in front of Wang Luan and said in a mocking tone, "You are really willing to eat people just for your own ends. Oh, no, you have already eaten my father's blood buns, together with that beast Jueping."

"I'm your mother! How can you talk to me like that? Where is your upbringing?"

Manager Zhang ignored this and came to his senses and covered Wang Luan with the red skirt on the hanger.

Wang Luan was shaking under the red cloth, and his body gradually collapsed, as if he was covered by a ball of slime.

After she calmly finished this task, she looked straight at the people in the room.

"Why are you investigating me? You don't look like public officials who want to bring me to justice."

Instead, he's like a charlatan who tells riddles every day.

Manager Zhang did not hide anything. These four people all came here and saw Wang Luan, so they knew everything they needed to know.

"I just want to know what happened to you." Shi Jinzhe gestured to Manager Zhang to look at the white mist outside the window.

"It will take at least four days for the white fog to dissipate. If the snake skin you put out is taken away, the safety of the guests will also be threatened. Xiao Wan is just the first one, and you can't take care of so many things by yourself, but we can let Wang Luan die again, so that you can feel more at ease."

"Are you blackmailing me morally?"

Shi Jinzhe shrugged nonchalantly, "Yes, it's shameful, but it's useful to you."

Anyway, he has no morals now and can only kidnap others.

"We won't call the police or tell anyone else what you did. Just tell us what you want to say. You can skip the parts you don't want to say. We only want to hear the main reasons."

Manager Zhang lowered her eyes to look at Wang Luan, whose body was becoming ethereal again. She stared at the purple snake tail for a few seconds, and her attitude softened.

"This woman's name is Wang Luan. She is my mother. From the time I can remember, all I remember about her is beatings, scoldings, and studying. I was constantly indoctrinated with the idea that 'I have dedicated everything to you, you must repay me in the future and listen to me.'"

Manager Zhang seemed to be talking about someone else's affairs, without any emotion, as he listed out everything Wang Luan had done, one by one.

"I once studied so hard that I vomited, the kind that is physiological nausea and vomiting, but she turned a blind eye and continued to make me do those questions until three in the morning, vomiting while doing them, because she was going to take me to see Lu Xiaohui the next day to show her my 'genius'."

"But the next day I had a high fever and fainted, so Wang Luan had to send me to the hospital." Manager Zhang sneered, "The doctor saw her attitude towards me and thought I was a child she had abducted. While she was paying the bill, he quietly asked for my father's contact information."

When she mentioned her father Zhang Xun, the indifference on her face faded a little. "Wang Luan doesn't work. Dad is the only one who earns money at home. The nature of his job requires him to travel frequently. Sometimes he would be gone for half a year. When I was a child, my impression of him was that he was an uncle who would give me money and see me once every few months."

"It was not until the doctor called me that time and he rushed back from another city. When he saw the bruises on my body from Wang Luan's beatings, he realized how I got my talent."

Shi Jinzhe asked her: "Didn't you hate your father when you were a child?"

"No, there is no hatred towards a stranger who gave me money." Manager Zhang said with a smile.

"Realizing his neglect of the family, my dad resigned and found a new job close to home to make up for my life. He kept an eye on Wang Luan every day to stop her from beating and scolding me. He took some of the time he spent on studying to teach me how to live independently and to have fun and broaden my horizons."

"But changing jobs also brought new problems. His income decreased, and Wang Luan became more resentful towards him."

Manager Zhang pointed at Wang Luan, who had been wrapped up by the snake's tail and turned into a puddle, with only his head and face still remaining.

"In Heping Town, my father's monthly salary of 20,000 yuan is more than enough to support three people. Unfortunately, my mother is crazy about comparison. She always compares herself with her good friend Lu Xiaohui. A piece of clothing costs tens of thousands, a bag costs 100,000 yuan, and the gifts she gives to people during festivals and New Year are all 50,000 or 10,000 yuan. She doesn't need to work, so the pressure is transferred to my father. He is very tired..."

Manager Zhang took a deep breath and continued, "Then on my eighteenth birthday, something happened to my father. He saved a girl who was being harassed in the alley, but ended up hurting himself."

"After he died, Wang Luan lost her source of income and became more and more extreme. Lu Xiaohui took her to live in a hotel. In the invisible comparison, she scolded my father for being incompetent every day. She even brought up his last name, Zhang. How come Zhang Anguo is rich, but he is not?"

At this point, Manager Zhang's mood finally changed significantly. "Don't you think it's ridiculous? Even this can be considered my father's fault."