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

"Orange juice, coffee, cola, the camp division must be related to this. The brown camp is more like coffee, but I chose orange juice twice out of three times, which doesn't make sense."

Shi Jinzhe turned his head to look at Shehe, only to see her standing still in a corner, staring at it intently, as if she was looking at something.

"There are people there."

Sheh pulled it tight and walked towards the deserted corner.

"Are there any players who can turn invisible?"

"It's not a human, it's a ghost."

Shi Jinzhe was stunned, "Ghost? There is a ghost in this round of game?"

"No, this ghost is a bit strange. She is observing other players, maybe someone's skills or props." Sheh walked faster and faster, and wisps of purple mist emerged from her hands.

Before the floating purple mist could surround her, the female ghost in Shehe's eyes disappeared from the spot and moved to another place in an instant.

The cold aura disappeared, but hurried footsteps were heard from upstairs, quickly coming towards this side.

Two men and one woman jumped down from the elevator, and a man holding a prop crossbow fired three poisonous crossbow shells in this direction.

The high-speed arrows rushed out of the cyclone and headed straight for Shehe's face. Shi Jinzhe immediately pulled her over here, but Shehe did not dodge or evade. Instead, he raised his hand and grabbed three poison crossbows.

She threw the crossbow aside, and the man, unsuccessful, turned away hastily, not looking into her eyes.

Next to him, Shi Jinzhe saw a flash of white light before his eyes, and another muscular man with blue veins on his arms swung a big knife towards him. The knife looked almost two meters long and there was still stained with undried blood.

The muscular man had a clear goal and was determined to win, so he chopped at the two people's clasped hands.

"A blind man and a pretty boy, they still hold hands at this time. I hate you guys showing off your affection the most."

The big knife was swung down, and the two men's hands quickly separated. The muscular man missed his target, and before he could turn around, the sound of a bullet being loaded was heard behind him.

His neck was caught by Shi Jinzhe's arm, and the cold muzzle of the gun was pointed at his temple and three shots were fired in succession, shattering more than half of his head.

The blood splattered and broke his jaw. He raised his sleeve to wipe it off, then took off his blood-soaked coat and threw it away.

Sheh dodged the muscular man, and a pair of soft and boneless hands wrapped around her shoulders from behind.

The arm emanated a faint fragrance, which reminded her of the air on the Blue Island. She felt angry and grabbed the woman's wrists and broke them.

The woman stepped back in pain. Another figure stepped forward. The man with the crossbow attacked again, exchanging targets with the woman.

Sheh still did not dodge, and waved away the crossbow arrows that were constantly fired. He waited until the man came close and saw that he finally took out the props hidden in his clothes, and then he finally moved half a step.

She snatched the thread from the man's hand, pinched his shoulders, and the sharp thread was like a carefully sharpened blade, cutting the man's neck smoothly.

"Shekh!"

Hearing Shi Jinzhe calling him, Sheh turned around and saw the woman had to bend down to avoid Shi Jinzhe's butterfly knife, so he instinctively turned his head towards her.

When their eyes met, the woman immediately became petrified.

"Stay with your head and ask her about the drink order."

The petrification stopped at the neck, and the woman was able to survive temporarily, but she almost died on the spot.

Shi Jinzhe walked over and said, "You three are together. Tell us the order of drinks on the plane."

The woman gave up and said, "If I tell you, you will kill me too. I won't tell you."

Shekh placed his hand on her petrified shoulder, and the petrification subsided and she straightened her shoulders. "Speak."

The woman hesitated.

"You can take anything that belongs to your teammates." Shi Jinzhe kicked a crossbow on the ground and brought it to her. "I just want you to drink the drinks in the order you want."

"… Hey handsome guy, your girlfriend broke my hand, what's the point of me taking their tools?"

Shi Jinzhe looked at her petrified arm and said, "Sorry, I didn't see that."

Shehe brushed her shoulders, still feeling the smell still on her. She said to Shi Jinzhe, "If she hugs me, I'll be ruined."

Shi Jinzhe saw this and felt that he could not get anything useful out of it, so he said bluntly: "Then kill him. The gunshots are loud, we should not stay here too long."

Shekh nodded, deliberately fading the petrification to the woman's calves before turning around.

"Don't go, don't go! I say." The woman thought, let's just take a gamble, if they left, she would definitely die here.

"We came in as a team, all with three servings of orange juice."

Shi Jinzhe: "Camp?"

"The Black Faction."

"Thank you." After getting the useful information, Shi Jin cut off the knife and ended the woman's life.

He and Sheh stood together again and tried to hold her hand, but Sheh only gave him a little finger reluctantly.

She didn't want to look at the blood, she was disgusted.

Shi Jinzhe also felt annoyed, "Let's go first, I'll find a place to change my clothes."

There was a clothing store nearby, so he grabbed a few pieces of clothing and walked away with Sheh.

Shekh ruled out the route with people and guided Shi Jin through twists and turns into the VIP lounge on the second floor.

When the time is up, close the door.

I turned my back to her, changed my wet clothes, and wiped the blood off my body with disinfectant wipes.

"I am in the brown camp, and the only beverage I chose was coffee, which was brown. The three black camps chose orange juice three times, which shows that the camp has nothing to do with the color of the beverage, or the type of beverage chosen first."

"The colors of the three drinks are black, brown and orange," Sheh said, sitting on a comfortable sofa, not shying away from watching Shi Jin change clothes.

“The color is getting lighter and lighter, maybe it represents a certain degree.”

"Extent?" Shi Jinzhe repeated.

The black shirt covered the waist and back and finally pressed on the shoulders. His hands paused while buttoning the shirt. "Do you think it's the number of times? Change the number of times. The brown one is in the middle. I just changed the drink once."

"Once, twice, and no change."

"Yes." He put on his clothes and sat in the chair next to Shekh. "Three identical choices are black, one change is brown, and two changes are orange."

"Then we can identify teammates in the same camp by just watching how many times they change their drinks, right?"

Sheh supported his chin with a relaxed posture. Before he could say anything, she felt a faint gaze on him again.

It was quite far away, and it was not the female ghost from before, but something else.

She stood up and started searching in the VIP lounge by feel. After rummaging through the drawers, Sheh found a piece of mirror fragment the size of a fingernail behind a teacup.

The fragment was face down, very small, and she held the lens in the palm of her hand to dissolve it.

Sheh: "Someone can use props to peek, but this piece may not be placed firmly, and the projection is not clear, so the people over there didn't see anything."

"They used ghosts and mirrors to investigate. No wonder the players from the other camp integrated so quickly."

Shi Jinzhe leaned back and said, "There are many hidden talents in this game."

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The crushed mirror fragments did not affect the person on the other side.

Qi Yuping was standing in front of the glass of another terminal. A young woman with waist-length hair was sitting on a chair behind her.

"What do you think? I don't know any high-level players in the brown camp. I've done my share of observations. How about you and I split the points of this camp equally?"

The long-haired woman's pupils were dull. Next to her stood a female ghost that no one could see, sharing her visual memories with her.

It took her a long time to say, "Wow, this is good, I hit it."

"What?" Qi Yuping was confused. "What are you knocking on?"

Jiang Yu recalled the scenes he saw: three shots to the head, blindfolding and petrification, and fighting hand in hand. These two people cooperated very well.

She said with her very pretty ladylike face, "I got a top-notch humidifier and a fully equipped overbearing girlfriend."

"..."

Qi Yuping: Bullshit cooperation.