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

Not seeing Mr. Lan, Shi Jinzhe asked, "Where is Mr. Lan?"

"He hid in the big closet over there and slept. He said he always felt like someone was watching him and he didn't get a good night's rest."

"Have you asked him when someone will pick him up?"

"He said the experiment will take a month and someone will come tomorrow at 3pm." Xiao Ji relayed Mr. Lan's words to him: "Although I can't contact the person outside, he has a positioning chip on him, so someone will come when the time comes."

"Positioning chip?" Sheh's attention was attracted by these four words.

She thought back to the movie she had watched before entering the dungeon, in which there was a plot where important information was stored in a chip and then secretly taken away by someone.

"Maybe what he's looking for is in his body. For example, it's in a chip."

Shi Jinzhe looked at her with a little surprise: "It's not impossible. It's much safer to keep it in the body than to hide it."

Sheh provided a new idea. When the tenth floor was infected, Blueprint did not release a high concentration of red fog immediately. It seemed that he cared about Mr. Lan, but his actual actions were full of contradictions.

He was not worried that the infection on the tenth floor would spread to Mr. Lan, and he safely locked the man inside, turning a blind eye to his injuries, fatigue and hunger.

But when they reached the twelfth floor, Lan Tuwen demanded to see Mr. Lan before he could open the door.

If there really is a chip, then what he wants is not only the person, but also the chip.

Mr. Lan has not been infected so far. In addition to the possibility that he is immune to the fungus, it is also possible that the chip has worked.

High concentrations of red mist can turn a person directly into blood. Mr. Lan will not be infected, but he will be harmed by the red mist, so Lan Tuwen cannot let anything happen to his body.

From this perspective, Mr. Lan is actually the key to solving the fungus problem in this copy world.

Shi Jinzhe: "I just don't know why Lan Tuwen gave the chip to Mr. Lan."

"Because I'm stupid." Mr. Lan heard them talking, patted his clothes and climbed out of the closet:

"I believe whatever my second uncle says. If someone buries a chip, they will suspect that there is a bomb inside and someone will get shot in the head one day. But I think this is really just a positioning chip."

Shi Jinzhe: "You have a pretty clear self-awareness."

Mr. Lan didn't like what he heard. He sat down on the stool dejectedly. "My second uncle examined me once before. After that examination, his research on fungi made rapid progress. Maybe he discovered that my physique was a little different at that time, so he put the chip into my body."

"Uncle, this is also an accident that saved your life." Xiao Ji comforted him, "Except you and the stone man, everyone else died. You are the luckiest."

"……Thanks."

"Those hairy monsters are looking for you." Sheh lowered his eyes to look at the ground. "They are right down there, staring at you with their faces pressed against the wall."

"..."

Mr. Lan held it in for a long time but didn't say a word.

These three people are less talkative than the other...

Shi Jinzhe was in no mood to say anything nice. It was almost three o'clock in the afternoon. He received the message to leave and could go back.

"Let's go first."

Without waiting for Xiao Ji and Mr. Lan to try to persuade him to stay, Shi Jinzhe pushed the door and left.

Sheh took out a sunny umbrella and held it above his head. Under the umbrella, the yellow-gray color quickly dissipated, forming a small fresh world.

On the way back, at Shekh's request, the two went to take a look at the blueprint.

Under Sheh's stimulation, Shi Jinzhe determined from his reaction that the data chip was in Mr. Lan's possession.

It was almost the last day, and not daring to expend too much energy, the two returned to their room early.

At night, two floors of the Blue Building collapsed.

Shi Jinzhe held an umbrella for Sheh, and half an hour later, he confirmed that the building had miraculously survived.

The twelfth floor became the seventh floor, the sea level continued to rise, and the sound of waves outside was obvious.

On the thirtieth day, at seven o'clock in the morning, a violent collision startled the dozen or so people who were left.

The twelfth-floor protective door deformed rapidly, and a hand punched through the door.

A rough hand covered with long hair reached into the hole, trying to force open the heavy door with brute force.

A small mutant wild cat squeezed in from the gap in the cave and immediately attacked the people.

The building shook, and the monsters on the entire floor became restless.

The rotten wild cat was put around the neck with a hemp rope and thrown out of the window. Xiao Ji retracted his skills and followed Mr. Lan.

Smelling Mr. Lan's scent, the hairy monsters outside became even more violent.

The door was deformed and more mutant animals were allowed in.

The foul smell irritated the nasal cavity. One player's protective suit was torn during the fight, and he felt nauseous when he smelled the odor. In a moment of negligence, an eagle flew in and pecked his eyes blind.

The rioting hairy monsters continued to squeeze in, and with a bang, the building, unable to bear the weight, tilted and dislocated, and moved down again.

The door was completely opened, and a hairy monster that was taller than a few days ago squeezed into the twelfth floor and rushed straight towards Mr. Lan.

As it entered the corridor, the light was obscured and the light in the building became even darker.

Mr. Lan's running speed was much slower than the monster's. Xiao Ji caught him with a rope and pulled him forward, successfully escaping the slap from the hairy monster.

Compared to the life and death struggles of others, Sheh at the end of the corridor was very leisurely. She held an umbrella in her hand and sat on the chair that Shi Jin had folded and moved for her.

The monster failed in its first attack and was about to launch a second attack. When it raised its body, its eyes met hers, and the hairy monster, which had been so ferocious just a moment ago, disappeared in an instant and turned into a stone statue.

The huge and hard body became a new door, blocking the middle of the corridor. Players took the opportunity to hide in through the gap, and no one cared about the blueprint text in the hall.

The hairy monsters were blocked by the stone statues, and only some small animals could continue to attack.

The situation in the building was temporarily stabilized, and the petrification reappeared. The other players looked at Sheh, and when they found that she was looking at them, they avoided her gaze and went to kill those little monsters.

As time passed, corpses piled up in the corridor.

Shi Jin's folding knife never stopped. Xiao Ji turned the rope and sent the corpses of all the mutant animals into the next room.

The players didn't know how long they had been killing each other, and the corpses had already filled all the rooms in the corridor.

Xiao Ji was wearing a gas mask and couldn't even wipe his sweat. He complained bitterly, "The difficulty has been lowered. I don't know what it would be like if it wasn't lowered."

"You can't rest now without a reduction in salary." Shi Jinzhe took a sip of water and asked Xiao Ji to pull a stool for him from the door.

After he sat down, he tried to use Shekh's umbrella.

Sheh gave him half of the umbrella as a reward: "Are you tired?"

"I'm very tired." His wrists were sore from holding someone with one hand and throwing a knife with the other.

"It's almost done. There's a sound in the sky."

Shi Jinzhe was stunned: "The helicopter is coming?"

"It should be." The air under the umbrella began to become turbid, indicating that it was almost three o'clock in the afternoon.

Xiao Ji said weakly: "Wow, it took us so long to kill."

"Now you should figure out how to get on the plane." Shekh pointed out the window, "The first helicopter crashed into the sea."

"Damn!" Xiao Ji hurried to pull Mr. Lan in the corner, "What should we do? Is it because of infection?"

"I guess the fungus is now many times stronger than it was before, and their protection is definitely not enough."

Mr. Lan was worried when he heard Sheh say, "But there is another one behind."

Mr. Lan: "..."