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

Four hours later, there were only 14 black dots left on the map.

During the process, Shi Jinzhe caught two map players. The positioning time of the black camp was postponed by 24 hours and will be announced at 8:35 tomorrow night.

Toilet.

Sour-smelling water flowed out of the gray slate washbasin. A bearded man held his breath and put his mouth to the faucet.

The stinging liquid made the bearded man hiss violently. He wiped his burnt beard and stuck out his burned tongue to the mirror to check the wound.

"Get out of this bathroom right now."

Qi Yuping's voice came from the mirror. The bearded man wanted to ask why they were leaving. He hadn't had any water for more than ten hours and was extremely thirsty. He had to give a reason.

He couldn't run anymore. Those people in the orange camp didn't want to share the supplies, so they all ran away before he came in.

The bearded man really didn't understand why Qi Yuping insisted on him teaming up with those trash.

Thinking of this, his tone also revealed a slight dissatisfaction: "Can you give me some water first?"

What's the use of saying that? He said he was a big shot, but I didn't see him give any props or supplies to help us fly. He just said nice things.

"If you want me to leave, give me some water."

When Qi Yuping heard this, he cut off the connection directly on the other side of the mirror.

The bearded man continued to ask angrily, "Speak? Why don't you answer?"

"I think you can't drink it."

A strange male voice came closer and closer, and another figure appeared in the mirror.

Shi Jinzhe fired a shot at the mirror with one hand. The broken fragments scratched the bearded man's face unexpectedly. In the flying lens, another black bullet appeared and disappeared from the mirror.

The damned ghost is hard to save, and when time runs out, it accumulates one point.

He picked up a few props from the pool of blood, flipped through them, and found a prop called [Puppy House].

Props: [Puppy House]

Effect: A loyal human companion who can sleep in the puppy's home and enjoy five hours of sleep.

Shi Jinzhe put away the props, just in time, because he would use them when he rested at night.

Sheh stood guarding the door with one hand outstretched, so that the two of them stood in a way that created an inseparable distance.

When he came out, he said there were signs of bombs coming this way.

When Shi Jinzhe looked up, he saw that the bomb that had been moving had slowed down and was now spinning in circles on the floor above them.

Ignoring the nearby orange camp statue, Sheikh said, "The bomb is surrounded, shall we go?"

Shi Jinzhe thought for two seconds and said, "Go ahead. This bomb can run for so long without revealing its location. It must have some ability. Now that it has been delivered to us, let's deal with it as soon as possible."

The game is in its sixteenth hour.

Sheh and Shi Jinzhe met the bomb player from the black camp on the corridor bridge.

Completely different from what they had guessed, this bomb player exuded the temperament of a desperate housewife.

She was wearing a bright red dress and had a somewhat weathered look in her eyes. She was in her early thirties. She was sitting with her back against the glass on the small horizontal steps on the side of the covered bridge.

She held a cigarette between her fingers, her hair was scattered and wet with sweat, sticking to her temples, adding a lot of charm to her gentle face.

Sheng Xun was blocked by eight other people in the corridor bridge. He looked through the crowd and saw the two people. He muttered in a hoarse voice: "Two more come."

After staring at their clasped hands for a while, she revealed an envious look, "That's great, I wish it could always be this good."

She put the cigarette into her mouth and took a deep puff. Adrenaline was secreted quickly, and her tired mind and body returned to their peak state.

Sheng Xun threw the cigarette butt into the crowd, and the red fire exploded, and a raging fire burned in the corridor bridge.

The eight people who were chasing her were all crowded in the covered bridge. Seeing this, they immediately turned around and ran out.

Shekh blocked the men's path, the flames were relentless, climbing quickly to cover several men's bodies.

In order to clear a path, the people inside endured the pain and used all kinds of strange skills and props on her.

The flames stopped burning in front of Shekh. Shi Jinzhe took two steps back and raised his gun at the people in the bridge.

The person facing her will be petrified, and the one facing away from her will be shot in the head.

The system prompt called out eight names in a row, but there was still no brown camp map player.

The flames gradually died down, but Shi Jinzhe's gun, which was aimed at Sheng Xun, was fixed by something, and a reaction force was preventing him from pulling the trigger.

Sheng Xun closed his eyes and sat there without moving.

"Are you from the brown camp?" She put her fingertips together and tapped them rhythmically. "Before you came, I heard these people say that there seemed to be two very powerful players in their camp, and they were a couple."

The invisible silk threads weave a large net without anyone noticing. The material is tough and sticky. Sheh tried it with corrosive liquid and found that the corrosion rate was very slow.

She was trapped in the web. The silk thread couldn't hurt her, but she couldn't break free for a while.

Sheng Xun felt the tug of the silk thread on his fingertips and struggled against it, walking out relying on the memories before he closed his eyes.

When passing by Sheh, she suddenly remembered something and stopped and said to her, "Do you want to team up with me? I think your man may not be very reliable."

With a pair of cold and melancholy eyes, just standing there alone in neat clothes can make people feel lonely.

She looks like she misses the dead, just like the scumbag who married her as a substitute. If there is a tombstone in front of her, she can cry at the grave of her white moonlight.

"Can you be trusted?" Shehe moved his fingers and pulled the silk thread that bound him, causing Sheng Xun to stagger and almost open his eyes.

"I'm not sure, but I think you can have one more choice, one more outcome."

"Ma'am." Shi Jinzhe felt that this bomb player really ignored him, and he couldn't help but correct him: "You may have made a mistake. In her eyes, no one is as reliable as herself."

No matter if it was a man or any other man, Sheh only saw those who were human and those who were not.

No one knew what the bomber had been through, but Sheh had no idea what she was talking about.

"He's right, that's right." Just twelve hours ago, she had seen Xiao Min repaying kindness with enmity. No one was more reliable than herself.

"I don't like you humans, so I don't need anyone else."

"What about him?" Sheng Xun was completely frustrated when asking.

"He is an exception." Sheh looked back at Shi Jinzhe, and tightened the corroded silk thread with his little finger so that Sheng Xun would not notice.

Shi Jinzhe made her happy most of the time, except that he would be a little nagging and try to reason with her occasionally. But if she didn't listen, he would not say it a second time. He was very sensible.

So she doesn't want to change people and become someone else's prop for the time being.