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

The bodies of the two little snakes swelled up under the catalysis of the fungus, and they attacked ferociously, but their bites always missed the target and had no killing power.

Sheh saw a kind of madness in their twisted bodies. Just like the fish that had come ashore, they seemed to be alive and kicking, but in fact they were filled with pain.

After another failed attack, a slender finger rested on the heads of the two little snakes and tapped them twice, instantly corroding their bodies.

Without the monsters blocking his way, Sheh slapped the protective door with his snake tail, telling Shi Jinzhe that he could come out.

When Shi Jinzhe's door was deformed, he got the hint, put away the knife, and immediately left, taking two steps at a time to catch up with Sheh and hold her.

After he left, Xiao Ji took the initiative to cover their retreat and asked Mr. Lan and the other four to leave quickly.

After throwing a smoke bomb into the door, Xiao Ji kicked the hairy monster that was blocking his way. However, the corpse was as hard as tungsten steel. Fortunately, he did not use all his strength, otherwise his leg would have been broken.

"Damn it, luckily I had the foresight to hug my thigh, who can beat me like this?"

The method of blocking the doorway with the monster's corpse didn't work, so he had to give up and hopped upstairs to chase the person who left first.

In front, the player carrying Mr. Lan moved so violently that he woke him up.

Mr. Lan opened his eyes in a daze, and saw the monster corpses all over the ground, and he woke up instantly.

"You guys came out from the tenth floor?"

Xiao Ji, who was walking at the end, complained: "The employees on the tenth floor are almost all infected. If we don't leave, they will attack us from both inside and outside."

"…Then let's go to the twelfth floor quickly. There is food there." Mr. Lan's stomach ached as if a thread of brocade was being pulled because of hunger, and his body twitched from time to time.

Shehe and Shi Jinzhe arrived early and stood at the door of the twelfth floor. Lan Tuwen's face appeared on the intercom at the door.

Wait for Mr. Lan to appear from the corner of the stairs on the eleventh floor.

Shi Jinzhe said, "I have brought the person to you, open the door."

Lan Tuwen didn't say much and pressed the switch of the protective door on the twelfth floor. The door was only half opened and a group of people bent over to enter.

Behind them, the people who followed them upstairs saw the door falling and crawled and rolled to run inside, but the door was falling very fast and only seven people successfully entered by using acceleration props.

One of them rolled halfway under the door, but before he could turn over, the heavy protective door pressed down on him.

The twelfth floor of the Azure Building was filled with a faint fishy smell. Lan Tuwen stood with his hands behind his back in front of the oversized curved viewing window.

In front of him was a vertical screen showing the current situation on the tenth and eleventh floors.

"You guys are really capable. That door is not easy to break."

"It's broken even if it's not easy to break." Shi Jinzhe was not shy and walked straight to the vertical screen.

The two floors below were spraying red mist, the concentration was very high, and all that could be seen on the screen was a patch of red and the shadow of a struggling hairy monster.

"Second Uncle..." Mr. Lan was helped down to the ground and staggered over.

Lan Tuwen got a headache just by looking at him. He closed his eyes and gestured to him to stay away from me. "There's food in the small restaurant. Get out of here."

Mr. Lan bent down and asked someone to help him walk towards the small restaurant.

"Remember to eat less. There are other people here. Just don't starve to death."

"…I see."

Lan Tuwen saw Shi Jinzhe and Shehe standing there and asked, "You guys aren't leaving? There are only about thirty people on the twelfth floor, including you guys. You can stay here until we leave without worry."

"The fungus has eaten half of the island. Will it be okay if there is one more layer of protection?"

Shehe's voice was quite loud, and several people who had not yet walked far stopped and turned to look over.

"Your body has become diseased." As soon as she got close to the blueprint, she analyzed the subtle differences.

His body immediately entered the stage of festering, and the slight stench of blood and flesh mixed with flesh could not be hidden from his nose.

Every three floors share an air circulation system. The people on the twelfth floor have long been carrying fungal spores. Except for the lack of hairy monsters and even fewer people, this place is no different from the tenth floor.

Without revealing the blueprint, the people here still thought that the twelfth floor would be very safe and that someone would come to rescue them soon, so they held on to hope and waited for death in deception.

She said, “There is no living thing on this island.”

Although Lan Tuwen never looked down on women, he really didn't expect Sheh to be so perceptive and see his problem at a glance.

Being punctured with infection did not fluster him.

Researching mutated fungi to make battlefield weapons and using the entire Azure Island for experiments, if he didn't have a strong heart, he wouldn't have the courage to do these things. Sheh's two words couldn't scare him.

He smiled, as if looking at an ignorant child: "What do you want to say? That I am a black-hearted entrepreneur who has lost all humanity?"

"No, your murder has nothing to do with me. I just want to tell you,"

Shekh's tone was full of malice, and he deliberately lowered and prolonged the ending tone like a saw: "Your retribution has come."