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

Silence loomed overhead. There was no response to questions, and when there was a response, there was only dead silence.

The cold white light cast on the ground formed an extreme contrast with the black bloodstains.

Fainted ghosts, headless evil spirits, silent living people, this scene with no one talking is particularly weird under the contrast of black and white.

"Snapped."

It was eleven o'clock and the headlights above everyone's heads went out.

"Zheng Jingjing."

In the quiet room, Sheh also called Zheng Jingjing's name.

"You can hear everything Wu Li says in this room. Do you know what we are doing?"

After hearing this, Zhou Xiao and Linlang got goosebumps.

This is too much information.

You think you are acting carefully and hiding well, but in fact, the boss behind the scenes has already seen everything you say and do.

No wonder their actions were always one step behind. It turned out that the boss had a God’s perspective on the whole process and was watching these players acting like clowns.

This is too unequal.

"You also want to know how Xiao Zhao died, right? You didn't kill anyone because you were waiting for us to give you an answer."

Sheh took out the prop [the fallen button] that was given to him yesterday and placed it in front of himself.

The button dropped by the dungeon boss can be placed in front of your eyes to help you identify the true appearance of the monster in the building after 11 o'clock.

The reality emerged, and the scene in the bedroom was completely wiped out, leaving only dull pure black spreading in Sheh's field of vision.

In addition to the black color, there were also extremely thin blood-red threads twisting and floating in the air.

Like blood vessels and nerves, they are densely packed everywhere you can see.

The jerky red lines were tangled together into many knots, forming countless twisted blood lumps.

The ends of all the red threads were connected to a heart covered with black spots. The threads tightened the heart, and each one cut into the surface flesh and blood, tightly entwining around the heart layer by layer, forming a huge knot in the heart.

Sheh put down the button, and the dark room 101 returned to normal in her eyes.

Zheng Jingjing no longer looks like a human being.

The short-haired woman they saw was an illusion that Zheng Jingjing created for herself.

The real her has no form and is everywhere.

Shehe raised his head and said, "Zheng Jingjing, is this Xiao Zhao in the Seven Days of Reincarnation real?"

Linlang was shocked when she heard this, and immediately went to see Shehe, "You mean the Xiao Zhao in this copy is fake, and the one who attacked me this morning is..."

"It's Zheng Jingjing."

The previous speculation was wrong. "Xiao Zhao" attacked Linlang not necessarily because he was afraid that she would take away his father. It might also be that Linlang discovered something.

"Think carefully about what you said and did when you went to Room 602."

"I..." Linlang recalled quickly, and the scene of herself and Zheng Jingjing talking alone on the sofa appeared in her mind.

[Don't you need to go back and cook? ]

[I mean, you don’t eat it yourself? Aren’t you making it for yourself? ]

[Yes... I still have to make some for myself, so I'll go back first.]

"I just said these few words to her. Is there any problem?"

"Next." Shehe threw the button to Linlang, "Put it in front of your eyes and look at it yourself."

The prop effect automatically appeared in her mind, and Linlang raised the button to cover her pupils.

After a while, she opened her mouth blankly, and stood there in shock. "...The ghosts here still have human living habits, but Zheng Jingjing doesn't have a body, so she doesn't need to eat at all. The questions I asked made her misunderstand that I discovered her flaw."

Combining what Shehe said just now, Linlang found the problem. "Zheng Jingjing didn't kill me immediately because she knew I was looking for clues. She changed her mind and attacked me because I still wanted to continue deceiving Lao Zhao."

The more Linlang thought about it, the calmer she became: "Old Zhao is also a key figure, he must know something!"

“He must know something.” Shi Jinzhe continued, “When the literary youth died, Zheng Jingjing didn’t show up. Xiao Zhao said that their best friend was so sad, why didn’t she show up?

Moreover, Lao Zhao didn't care about the literary youth at all. He directly asked me to send him to 701. What was he planning to do by keeping the body of his annoying son-in-law?"

When the time is up and the other button is down, Zheng Jingjing, without a body, can hide anywhere.

Can't see, can't touch.

When he carried the body of the literary youth to 701, Zheng Jingjing was probably waiting there.

"The literary youth's affair was definitely not as simple as cheating. Zheng Jingjing will obviously not let go of anyone who was involved in Xiao Zhao's death."

"Then I..." Linlang hesitated to speak.

It seemed that she also had a hand in Xiao Zhao's second death.

"Although the boss is not Xiao Zhao, you still succeeded in attracting hatred."

Zhou Xiao was finally able to get a word in. It seemed as if his brain was on a different dimension from those three people. He could understand what they were saying, but he just couldn't think of some key points.

Linlang hugged herself: "Then I'm so lucky that I'm not dead yet."

"It's not that you're lucky, it's because of this." Sheh tapped the ground with his foot.

The golden halo with complex patterns slowly turned, and the defensive formation that had been quietly running since Wu Li's death appeared in coordination with Shehe's movements.

The golden light illuminated Linlang's face. She was extremely grateful: "No... I'm just lucky. If you guys hadn't been assigned to this book, I would have been in great danger."

She never thought that a casual question she asked and an action she took at that moment would affect the direction of the copy. This hatred was simply unpredictable.

If she hadn't followed the advanced players in this round of the game, her chances of passing it would have been basically zero.

Zhou Xiao stared at his feet in amazement and took two steps towards the center of the formation. "Zheng Jingjing is ignoring us. Should we go to the seventh or sixth floor to find Lao Zhao now?"

Shi Jinzhe raised his legs and walked out: "Go."

He pushed open the door and was immediately hit by the stench of rancid garbage that had been trapped for half a month during the coldest days of winter.

Shi Jinzhe retracted his outstretched leg and was unexpectedly hit on the back by Shehe.

Sheh put his face against his back and hugged the humanoid air purifier tightly: "Change my sense of smell quickly, I'm going to vomit."

It's a bit too much to use the decrypted version to carry out biological and chemical attacks.

Shi Jinzhe held her hand and said, "It has been changed. Try breathing."

Shehe took a breath, and the fresh floral scent filled his nostrils, allowing him to breathe comfortably.