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

One of them refused to let go and the other couldn't break free, so the situation on the bed was temporarily deadlocked.

Take a deep breath, inhale your abdomen and lower your waist, creating a little distance between you and Shekh.

But in less than two seconds, she came closer again, and the snake's tail sank even further between his legs.

"I feel very uncomfortable." Sheh propped up his body and leaned it back on him.

In addition to the unbearable smell, the slowly emerging feeling of suffocation was what made her most uncomfortable.

The air filled with high concentrations of spores is like an hourglass. For others, the hourglass is filled with stones, and air can still leak out from the gaps.

But to her, the hourglass was like dense, fine sand, with grains crowded together. She was stuck underneath and felt like she couldn't breathe.

Only when you get close to it can this lack of oxygen be relieved.

The air around him seemed to be able to break the invisible glass bottle and continue to supply her with fresh air.

He didn't know where to put his hands. Her dress was backless, so he could only spread his arms and place them on both sides.

"Maybe the olfactory system was temporarily hit too hard, so it became disordered."

Sheh shook his head, meaning he was not sure.

Feeling uncomfortable with the belt buckle beneath her, she slid up by her tail and buried her face in the crook of Shi Jinzhe's neck.

In the darkness, her presence was strong. Shi Jinzhe looked away: "I know you are in pain, but your tail...pressed me."

Sheh closed his eyes, groped down from his shoulder, successfully found Shi Jinzhe's hand, and held it.

"No more tail."

……

Is this just a tail problem?

It was obvious from the time that she had no intention of getting off him tonight.

She could clearly understand what those two wretched men said in the charity copy, but now she acts like she doesn't understand anything. She's pretending to be stupid but doesn't want to pretend to be serious.

You can't resist, just accept your fate.

Without the pressure of the snake's tail, he raised his legs and pulled Sheher's legs down from between his legs, then pulled the pillow over and lay down: "You can call me if you feel uncomfortable."

He can't run anywhere, so there's really no need to roll him up directly.

Sheh didn't respond and went to sleep.

They didn't know how long they slept before they were awakened by screams outside the door.

Sheh was a little listless, so he hung on Shi Jinzhe and got up with him.

The yellow-gray sky was turbid and the concentration of fungi increased again.

The interior was also filled with yellow, and walking inside felt like walking in chemical gas.

The players have taken protective measures, but not everyone has the conditions to protect themselves. One player has used up all his protective clothing and masks.

In order to avoid being infected, he killed two Blue staff members and snatched their masks.

The exclamations came from the people who saw him robbing.

The player with a rash on his face picked up the clothes and mask and left the scene without looking back.

Shi Jinzhe stared at the man's back for a while, then went to find Xiao Ji and agreed to his proposal from yesterday.

But he only cares about him and doesn't care about those temporary teammates.

He just wanted to find someone for Shehe to look after Mr. Lan. Xiao Ji alone was enough.

On the way back, Shi Jinzhe discovered that the staff member who witnessed the player killing someone had a rash.

Then, among the people who had been watching, except Mr. Lan, the other four also began to scratch their bodies to varying degrees.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the five people's vital signs gradually disappeared.

The mutation rate today is very fast. Yesterday, it took more than ten hours from the appearance of the rash to the confirmation of death. Today, these five people only lasted three hours before they died completely.

In order to stop the mutation, they were also cut into pieces and flushed into the sewer.

The one who did this was the robber player. Dismembering five people was very tiring. He was wearing thick protective clothing and soon he was sweating all over.

There were two people helping him. When they heard his heavy breathing, they said casually, "Why not just throw it out? There's no difference between inside and outside the house. I think it's okay to open a window."

"Yeah, this house is just a shelter now, it's really no different from the outside, just throw it away, there's no need to do something thankless, and no one will thank you for taking the initiative to do this."

"He has a point, but the quality of this building is good enough. I guess it's the only blue building on this island that hasn't collapsed. It's reassuring to just use it as a shelter."

The dismemberment player didn't respond. His breathing was a little difficult, his mask was fogged up, and he felt dizzy.

He didn't hear a word of what the two people next to him said, but he could hear the chopping knife rising and falling continuously, making a deafening sound, each time more fierce than the last.

The blood sprayed onto the transparent mask of the protective suit, sticking to it and covering it with a layer of sticky red.

The poor vision did not affect his movements. The player chopped things frantically, and his wheezing breathing was frightening to hear.

He was muttering "kill" and seemed to be so excited about killing and dismembering people that he had lost his mind.

The two accompanying people looked at each other, ran out of the room decisively, and then slammed the door from the outside.

In the house where the ceiling was splattered with blood, the sewers were gradually covered with yellow-gray color, and the hyphae grew long and gradually expanded to the entire room.

The player behind the protective mask had a look of despair in his eyes, but he also revealed an uncontrollable stiff smile.