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

Where on earth did Sheikh go?

Shi Jinzhe could hardly lie down. He clenched his hands and tried to sort out what happened tonight.

If this was really an illusion, then if he went out now he would be walking into a trap set by ghosts.

Maybe he should open his eyes and take a look. Maybe if he does, all his fantasies will be shattered.

He couldn't suppress this thought at all. His eyelids trembled and he was about to open his eyes, but the next moment, he restrained himself and closed them again.

He thought of Wu Yu’s original words before he left.

[Don’t go out after 11pm. It’s very dangerous at night. Sleeping is the safest way to spend the night. Don’t think too much before going to bed.]

Oh, and don’t overthink it.

It must be because of what he said to Sheh before going to bed that made him suspicious. He was afraid that Sheh would leave him, so Sheh disappeared.

The world is personifying fear. It sees the thing that it least wants to happen in its heart, so it uses this as a trap to deceive itself.

After realizing this, Shi Jinzhe's panicked heart calmed down.

That's right, Sheh was still by his side and hadn't left, so he didn't need to think too much.

The depressing atmosphere faded away, and after Shi Jinzhe calmed down, he heard the second steady breathing sound in the room.

"You're hurting me..."

"Feel sorry."

Sheh's voice appeared above his head, and Shi Jinzhe slowly opened his eyes.

She was leaning over his body, looking helpless, and shook his tightly clenched hand.

Shi Jinzhe let go of his hand: "I just had a dream, did it hurt you?"

"No, go to bed, I'm a little cold."

Shi Jinzhe followed Shehe's movements closely, fearing that she would disappear.

Hearing Sheh's cold voice, he raised his elbow and turned the quilt over to cover Sheh.

His movements were very gentle and slow, trying not to make any noise: "If you're still cold, tell me."

"Ah."

In the dark room, Shi Jinzhe accurately straightened Sheh's messy hair.

He stared at Sheh's face, and when he was about to take his hand away, a piece of fluttering curtain appeared in the corner of his eye.

The corners of her mouth did not move, but the hand that was on the side of Shehe's face slid to her neck and suddenly pinched her neck!

There was no trace of the warmth on his face: "What are you?"

"I...I am..."

Shi Jinzhe exerted a little more force with his palm, and the ghost under his command was pinched by him so much that it had to open its mouth wide to feel a little relief in its jaw area.

"Where did you take her?"

The ghost that was restrained struggled and shook his head, "No...it's not me..."

It was just taking advantage of the situation, trying to deceive the man and then occupy his body.

I couldn't understand what he was asking me at all!

The ghost, whose neck was being strangled, tried hard to break free, but Shi Jinzhe kept strangling it tighter and tighter. In its wide-open eyes, the face was cold and emotionless.

"last chance."

He suppressed his patience and asked the ghost Sheh for his information one last time.

Seeing that it still said it didn't know, a golden formation appeared in the palm of his hand and absorbed all of the ghost's power.

He stared at the face for a few seconds, then hardened his heart, pushed up with his thumb, and broke its neck with a twist of his palm.

He sat up in bed, scowling, and grabbed the ghost's arm and dragged it down.

The disguised appearance disappeared, and under the illusion, it returned to its original appearance.

A thin piece, like a flattened person.

Shi Jinzhe tore the thing into pieces in a few strokes, threw it away, and stood among the falling fragments, staring at his palm in a daze.

No matter how hard you try, you can’t guard against the reality hidden in the illusion.

He was fooled again.

In other words, whether he wakes up or not, he will not have a good time tonight.

If you don't wake up, ghosts may take over your body.

Once you wake up, you will fall into this trap.

When the time was up, I came to the window. It was still open, and a layer of snow had accumulated on the window edge. It had been open for a while.

It didn't look like the ghost came in through the window; it looked more like its body squeezed in through the crack in the door.

He stretched out a hand and touched the transparent wall of air.

"It seems that even if the ghost opens the doors and windows facing the outside, the players cannot get out."

Before closing the window, Shi Jinzhe took a deep breath of the cold winter air. The coldness penetrated into his internal organs, stimulating him and refreshing his spirits.

Now that I'm awake, there's no need to waste time. I have to go find Sheh quickly.

She would never leave without saying goodbye, something must have happened.

Shi Jinzhe took out the skill card [Reduce Your Own Presence] from the system backpack and replaced it with [See and Recognize Spirits] equipped on the second skill card slot.

[Reduce Your Own Presence] is a skill card that I picked up in the bomb copy. It is the card with the least offensive power, but it is just right to use it here.

He activated the protective formation, raised all the attributes to the highest level, then pressed the door handle and left the room.

His excellent night vision allowed him to see everything in the dark. He stopped at the door of the girl who didn't like to go out for a few seconds, and walked out of 402 after hearing nothing unusual.

The pitch-dark corridor was silent except for the sound of Shi Jinzhe's own footsteps, but this sound was better than silence due to the effect of the skill card.

In the dark stairwell, he calmed down, thought nothing more, and went straight to the sixth floor.

The air was very cold, and a faint smell of blood lingered at his nose. Shi Jinzhe stood at the entrance of the corridor on the sixth floor and saw the scene inside clearly.

Unshaved bones were embedded in the wall, with a lot of minced meat on them, red and white mixed together. The entire corridor was covered with walls made of human bones.

Those bones were arranged to look like a person. When I got closer, I could see that each one was in a painful posture. Even though the skulls could not convey any emotions, I could tell from their twisted limbs that they were howling in pain.

After observing the corridor, Shi Jinzhe found a bit of gold in the corner of the wall. It was his own golden vine.

He picked up the golden vine and examined it. A small piece was left here, as if it had been forcibly cut off by something.

After putting away the golden vine, Shi Jinzhe used his vitality to sense the entire sixth floor, and immediately sensed something different in 603. At the same time, [Order Reconstruction] also gave back some feedback.

Shi Jinzhe walked into the corridor and paused for a moment when passing Room 602.

There was a small sound of a man and a woman arguing coming from inside the door. To be exact, it was the woman, Xiao Zhao, venting unilaterally.

The literary young man was like squeezing toothpaste, and he was forced to respond only after being questioned several times.

"I really didn't hear the phone ringing. Go to sleep. Can you please keep your voice down?"

"But I almost got into trouble. I was really scared."

The young artist suppressed his voice and said, "I'm also scared when you speak so loudly like that!"

Next, the two people whispered something, but the voice was too soft for Shi Jinzhe to hear.

He didn't listen anymore, walked forward to the door of 603, took out the corrosive liquid bought from the mall, and dripped it into the keyhole of the metal door lock.

Afraid that the door lock would make too loud a noise when it was released, he used a metal insert to squeeze it into the gap of the door little by little to prevent the lock from popping out suddenly.

Shi Jinzhe's movements were steady and fast. Just as he was concentrating on unlocking the door, he suddenly felt a pair of prying eyes gathering behind him.

Looking back at the human bones on the wall, he found that the ones closest to 602 were closer to the door of 602.

Shi Jinzhe narrowed his eyes to make sure he was not seeing things.

He stopped and waited for a few moments. Seeing that the things did not move, he turned back and continued to unlock the door.

However, when Shi Jinzhe looked at the metal piece again, he noticed that there were four charred fingerprints on the metal piece where there were only his fingerprints just now.