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

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Lan Tuwen was exposed to severely polluted air, with Mr. Lan wearing a mask beside him. He insisted on coming to talk to his uncle every day.

He searched the entire twelfth floor but couldn't find any experimental materials. He could only continue to polish the blueprint.

Xiao Ji was still staying by his side, and Mr. Lan was not infected today.

There are now 26 people on the 15th floor, 10 of them are players, excluding Blueprint Wen, people including Mr. Lan, and the other nine natives all began to scratch their bodies.

He suspected that there must be something special that prevented Mr. Lan from getting infected.

The dry conversation made people sleepy, so Xiao Ji forced himself to stay awake and stayed up for the whole afternoon. Then he left with the failed Mr. Lan.

When passing by a room in the corridor, the strong fishy smell made Mr. Lan choke and cry.

He walked quickly past the door, and suddenly a large furry hand stretched out from the door behind him.

Xiao Ji was startled and immediately kicked over, kicking Mr. Lan away from the door. Then he leaned over to avoid the hairy monster and pulled him into another room, howling as he ran.

"There's a hairy monster on the twelfth floor!"

He said to himself, now that I’m shouting like this, those two bosses will surely be able to hear it.

Please, please save him.

Shi Jinzhe indeed heard it. As Xiao Ji's notification was getting closer and closer, he walked to the door and pressed the door handle.

Seeing the door open, Xiao Ji didn't have time to smile in joy when he saw a huge tail rushing out of the door, rising up with anger.

He opened his eyes wide, and because he didn't brake in time, his foot sprained. In order to balance, Xiao Ji twisted his body as fast as possible.

Mr. Lan was left behind by him, and the hairy monster chasing behind was getting closer and closer to Xiao Ji, and was only a finger's distance away from catching him.

The long purple shadow fell, and the snake's tail that was raised high was finally captured.

Snapped--

The hairy monster's head was unexpectedly slammed into its body. The snake's tail hit the floor and it shook. There was a slight tremor and the entire blue building suddenly dropped one floor.

The feeling of weightlessness lasted only half a second before the building miraculously stabilized and did not continue to collapse.

The twelfth floor became the eleventh floor, and before Xiao Ji could say hello, the door was ruthlessly closed.

He scratched his hair and tactfully led Mr. Lan back.

If it wasn't impolite, he really wanted to know where the big snake was hiding.

Shekh was hiding in the quilt, with only his tail hanging on the ground exposed, and he was lying on the pillow with his head covered.

"The fungus has invaded the building and the first floor has been eaten away."

"The contractor of this building can brag about it forever, it hasn't collapsed." Shi Jinzhe locked the door and stood by the windowsill for a few minutes.

As the day passed, the yellow-gray color became darker and it was completely impossible to see outside.

There is half a cup of water on the windowsill, and the water level is lower on the left and higher on the right.

Shi Jinzhe put his elbow on the windowsill, turned around and looked at Shekh, and asked, "Can you petrify this building and fix it?"

"I can petrify you and carve a monument on you."

"We can talk about this decades later." Shi Jinzhe walked to the bed and took out two chocolates from the ring for her. "Besides, you can only write your own name now."

A hand suddenly stretched out from under the quilt and grabbed Shi Jinzhe in. Sheh's hand was stuck on his neck, but before he could exert any force, two more floors of the building collapsed.

Things in the room fell to the ground, and the shaking stopped. Shi Jinzhe explained to her sincerely:

"You see, I'm really worried that this building will collapse..."

Sheh was in a bad mood, he didn't say anything, just tilted his head and looked at people.

This smell is so terrible that the snake is overwhelmed.

Fortunately, after losing three floors, the Blue Building did not continue to collapse.

The night was dark and I was too worried to sleep.

The collapse of three floors in a row means that the lower floors have been severely eroded by fungi. If the Blue Building really collapses, what should those monsters outside do?

We can't let Shekh fight all by himself.

Occasionally, someone would come to the door to see the corpse of the hairy monster. Shi Jinzhe was afraid that Shehe would be awakened by the footsteps, so he turned his head to glance at her.

Sheh's messy hair fell on his face and landed on his lips.

He looked at her for a while and found that her breathing rate was frighteningly low. It took a long time for the strand of hair to move when she exhaled.

Shi Jinzhe pushed the hair away from her face and touched her skin with his fingers. Her temperature was much lower than yesterday. He immediately went to call Sheh.

After shouting several times, Sheh gave him a weak response, "I am in a deep sleep."

The fishy smell and the feeling of suffocation became worse again. Deep sleep could reduce her sensitivity to the outside world. Shi Jinzhe couldn't stay with her in bed motionlessly all the time, so this was more appropriate.

There's nothing wrong with it except that your sensitivity to danger decreases.

“Hibernation…?”

It was a false alarm, and seeing that Shehe had fallen asleep again, he simply sat up and stared at Shehe, counting how often she took a breath.

There was a long interval between two breaths, and he held his breath unconsciously. Only when he felt her exhale did he let out a breath.

As the night progressed, Sheh's breathing lasted longer and longer, until it was impossible to tell with the naked eye whether she was breathing or not.

Shi Jinzhe was a little anxious. Shehe's body was exposed to excessive irritating smells in a short period of time. The more developed her sensory organs were, the more uncomfortable she felt.

He tapped his fingers without rhythm. Thinking of this smell, Sheh had endured it for a month and used his sense of smell many times. Finally, he bent his arms and held her back.

Shi Jinzhe let Shehe lean her back against him, and wrapped his arms around her body from behind and tightened them.

Sheh, who was in a deep sleep, followed her instinct and looked for the source of the smell. When her cheek touched warm skin, she moved closer.

Shi Jinzhe spent the whole night counting her breathing time. By the time Shehe's breathing returned to normal frequency, a faint light had appeared on the horizon.

Through the beams of light shining in, Shi Jinzhe saw that the wall was covered with a thin layer of fluff.