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

Sheh yawned lazily, got off him and sat on the narrow chair: "Should we go grab some food?"

"Yes," Shi Jinzhe stood up with the help of the wall, let his numb legs relax for a few minutes, stomped his feet, and stood up straight.

I quietly pushed open the door of the fitting room. Fine dust was swirling in the beam of light cast by the skylight. The fog diluted and the shadow of the sun could be vaguely seen outside.

After walking out of the store slowly and making sure that there was no one around, the two cautiously walked towards the security check.

Shi Jinzhe walked through the security check area, "We knew that there were 14 deaths yesterday. Let's take the worst result, assuming no one else died. That means 136 people will be divided equally among 6 locations. There will be at least 20 people trying to grab each location. I can't win, so I'll go and grab it, and you attack the others."

"What if there are people from the same camp? Do you want to keep them?"

"Deal with anyone who's preventing me from getting the supply box." Shi Jinzhe checked the magazine and loaded it with a click.

The time is getting closer to half past eight.

The boarding gate sign above their heads reminded them that the refresh point was more than 600 meters away, making it one of the farthest boarding gates in the terminal.

The waiting hall was empty, but no one did not mean it was safe. Without Shehe saying anything, Shi Jinzhe could already smell a faint smell of blood.

This is just the spawn point closest to him. There may be someone closer than them, so he can't be careless.

After walking another fifty meters, traces of blood splatter appeared on the seats on both sides of the hall.

Below a few rows of seats, Shi Jinzhe saw the dismembered bodies of a dozen ground crew members, all of whom were indigenous people here.

The wound was neat, the skin at the edge had lost moisture and shrunk a little, the blood had oxidized and turned black, and the person had been dead for some time.

The humming sound of the vibrating steel pipe came from under the seat diagonally opposite. Sheh suddenly pushed him forward and deflected the bloody iron axe that was thrown at him.

A sloppy man in a tank top jumped up from the ground, reached out to retrieve the spinning axe, stepped on the seat next to him, and jumped over.

Sheh loosened his hand: "You go first."

She hadn't eaten enough when she came in, so we had to get her food at all times.

"Be careful." After Shi Jinzhe separated his fingers and gave all the instructions, he took a pill to speed up and ran towards the expected boarding gate.

Seeing that he was about to run away, the man with the iron axe immediately changed his target and threw the axe again.

Shekh grabbed his raised hand from behind and swung him out, causing the stainless steel bench to collapse with a clang.

The man was dizzy and bleeding from the head, and he was picked up again with stars in front of his eyes.

Thrown out by Shekh again, he landed on a soft body.

Under him, a bald man who was about to make a sneak attack was crushed with all his strength by the living man who fell from the sky. His internal organs were almost crushed and he vomited blood.

Shi Jinzhe approached the refresh point without any hindrance. When passing a security checkpoint, a young man suddenly jumped out and threw out two corn bombs.

With two bangs, the pistol hit the young man's body accurately.

As time went by, he kept walking through the white smoke formed by the bomb, and a girl with two ponytails blocked his way.

Her smug expression trembled suddenly when she saw the young man falling down behind her, but she quickly adjusted herself.

The hand behind her back turned the dagger, and the girl smiled sweetly, "Brother, I..."

puff-

Before she could finish her words, the blade of the butterfly knife pierced her neck.

Because of running, her neck was cut by the force when she drew the knife.

Passing over the girl's body, a scream was heard behind him.

The four players who were waiting in ambush in advance were all eliminated, but the number of players rushing in from the outside gradually increased. After seeing two people being petrified by Shekh in succession, this group of people dared not attack head-on anymore.

Throwing the dying human sledgehammer into the crowd, the axe man made his final move and was crushed to death by Shekh in a mutual destruction scheme.

A skill card fell from his body, and the restless crowd immediately scrambled for it.

"Why is it a skill card that increases strength by 30%?" The person who got the card pulled out the scissors that had stabbed someone else's temple and threw the card away.

[Attention all players, the countdown to the supplies refresh point is 30 seconds. ]

The countdown made the atmosphere more tense. Someone stepped on the stainless steel seat and tried to pass over it, but was hit in the center by the axe thrown by Shekh.

The rejected skill card was picked up by another player. Compared with his skill of [Reduce Own Presence], he still preferred this kind of skill that could be used for fighting.

He stared at Sheh, who was blocking the way for Gang Shijinzhe, and said sourly: "Humph, a man should be strong. What's the point of hiding behind a woman?"

Lifting up a row of stainless steel seats, all his attacks were directed towards Sheh.

The dark blue corrosive liquid penetrated the seat. Sheh stepped back a distance, blocking the attack with one hand, while a large amount of corrosive liquid began to flow down from the other hand.

The other players fighting for supplies split into two groups, going around her from both sides to avoid looking at her face.

【The countdown ends.】

The moment the system prompted the end, a 24-inch iron box appeared out of thin air on a chair ten meters away.

He climbed over several rows of seats and was about to get the iron box when an iron axe slammed down at his feet, stopping him in his tracks.

Immediately afterwards, several sparks flashed from the box in front. The shotgun produced by the game store was so powerful that it pushed the iron box forward several meters and hit under the seat.

The man who fired the gun was hiding in the crowd. He sneered at the man who changed to the strength card and said, "Stupid, hiding is the best way to go."

After inserting a bullet as thick as a thumb, the shooter aimed at the iron box again.

The corrosive liquid on Shehe's hands kept flowing out. She changed her position and let everyone go. There were chaotic footsteps, and more than 20 people sprinted towards Shi Jinzhe.

Everyone thought that it was impossible for this person to take such a big iron box away by himself, and as long as the situation was chaotic, he could always get a share.

Shi Jinzhe dodged the first player who was running towards him and fired a shot. His peripheral vision caught sight of Shekh's movement and he let the guy with the shotgun shoot the box further and further away.

The heavy iron box was out of sight. Someone lay on the ground, trying to crawl under the seat to reach the box, but ended up getting into a furious fight with the person behind him.

The translucent glass divides the waiting hall into two sides, the yin and yang, and the moist corrosive liquid reflects a semicircle on the bright floor tiles.

Shekh stood outside the circle and placed his palms on the ground, allowing the dark blue corrosive liquid to penetrate the surface.

With a loud bang, the people who were scrambling for the item tilted their bodies and suddenly felt the ground shaking under their feet and sinking for a moment.