Infinity: Others play games with krypton gold, I play games with krypton life

The monsters in the garden were baring their fangs and shaking their scales in a show of force towards Xiao Qianchuan.

In the vast green shadows there were bloody mouths, grinning silently and brightly, laughing extremely wildly.

All you can see are greens of varying shades and reds of varying heights and overlapping shapes, towering like city walls, leaving no way to escape.

Something is wrong! This is so wrong.

It's just an A-level world. How could such deadly monsters appear in groups? Are they really not going to give players any chance to survive?

Xiao Qianchuan looked down at the gun in his hand, but was horrified to find that it had turned into a black snake, wrapping around his hand and spitting out its tongue at him.

How could this be?

In shock, Xiao Qianchuan wanted to shake off the black snake in his hand, but just as he raised his hand, he saw a square moon hanging in the sky.

He slowly withdrew his arm, lowered his head, and stared at the distorted and strange scenes around him.

In an instant, all these unreasonable things had a reasonable explanation.

He's ill again.

This hallucination did not come suddenly, but the disappearance of Officer Ling made him too nervous, so he was caught up in such an absurd scene and could not distinguish it.

Looking at the bizarre scene before his eyes, Xiao Qianchuan suddenly felt a sense of relief.

This time he was not afraid. Xiao Qianchuan calmly raised the black snake in his hand and shot at the nearest monster continuously.

The guy shook the scales on his body, still standing there, opening his red lips wide to laugh at the useless attack.

Xiao Qianchuan also laughed, and he strode forward while shooting.

After a volley of bullets was fired, the system automatically refilled it. After another round of shooting, Xiao Qianchuan and the monster were already face to face.

Strictly speaking, this monster has no face. What Xiao Qianchuan is facing is a bright red bloody mouth.

The mouth was grinning, and Xiao Qianchuan suddenly reached out and grabbed it, pulling it hard. The green scales fell off, and he held the big red mouth in his hand and rubbed it hard.

Xiao Qianchuan raised his hand and sniffed it, his expression suddenly relaxed.

The big mouth monster's bright red blood flowed out from between his fingers and meandered down his arm. When the tip of his tongue swept over it, it was sour and astringent. Xiao Qianchuan frowned slightly, but smiled the next moment.

He finally felt relieved; his guess was correct.

Fake, these are all fake.

Throwing away the crumpled thing, Xiao Qianchuan shook his hands, the fragrance still lingering at his nose.

It's a thorny rose.

The orphanage where Xiao Qianchuan stayed was backed by Nanshan Mountain, where there were large tracts of thorny roses.

When the flowers are in bloom, no one pays attention to them. But once they bear fruit, even the thorns cannot stop the children from rushing to pick them.

After the trip up the mountain, no one had a clean patch on their arms and legs, except Xiao Qianchuan.

Because he is the only one who can pester the headmistress and provide cover for the sneaking friends.

Xiao Qianchuan put in the least effort, but always got the most results. That was not only because he was smart, but also because of everyone's love.

Children from poor families become independent early, and children from orphanages become sensible early.

They all took care of their sick brother, hoping that he would climb mountains, swim and grow up with them one day.

There was still a sour taste of flower juice on the tip of his tongue. Xiao Qianchuan swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva and tasted a hint of sweetness from the aftertaste.

He closed his eyes and slowly calmed down completely in the sweetness.

When he looked up again, the square moon had disappeared, and only a hazy light could be seen through the thick clouds. Xiao Qianchuan stretched out his hand and waved it in front of his eyes, and the halo did not change shape again.

After letting out a long breath, Xiao Qianchuan withdrew his hand and saw a petal of a withered flower still stuck on his palm.

He bent his finger and swept it, and as the red light fell down, everything in front of him returned to normal.

The carefully trimmed evergreen trees in the garden are lush and leafy, and the thorny roses are blooming beautifully and fragrantly among the neatly arranged shrubs.

Of course, except for the one in front of him.

Xiao Qianchuan looked at the rose bush in front of him whose branches and leaves were sparse due to bullets and laughed at himself, thinking that the gun was really wasted in his hands.

A gust of wind blew, and the smile on Xiao Qianchuan's face disappeared, and the smell of blood became stronger.

He turned around with his gun in hand and walked towards the other side of the flower wall, then stopped suddenly after passing through dense bushes.

Xiao Qianchuan opened his eyes wide, suspecting that he was hallucinating again.

How could there be such a big...fly?

The giant fly, which was as tall as a person, used its six legs to pin the person to the ground, and its sharp mouthparts were inserted into the person's open chest.

Xiao Qianchuan quickly realized that the scene before him was real.

The moon didn't change, the trees and flowers didn't change, and the man nailed to the ground didn't change.

Xiao Qianchuan saw the man slowly turn his head, and the moment their eyes met, the other person's originally dead eyes suddenly burst into light, burning him with fear.

"Run! Run!"

The voice was faint and fell silent after it burst out with its last burst of strength. Xiao Qianchuan's eyes were bloodshot, and instead of obediently escaping, he approached with a gun raised.

There was continuous gunfire, mixed with angry shouts.

"Ling Rizhao, you liar."

The bullet quickly embedded into the back of the red-headed fly, but failed to penetrate the skin and flesh. Xiao Qianchuan was shocked.

The guy's huge light-bulb-like eyeballs rolled around, he stopped eating, pulled out his mouthparts, turned around, and left a trail of blood.

Ling Rizhao's body twitched a few times and then became motionless.

Xiao Qianchuan's heart was in a knot. He raised his gun and fired wildly, forcing the monster to stay away.

But the power of the bullet only broke the fly's thin wings. The fly's shiny black shell was extremely tough, allowing the bullet to embed in it, and it shook and fell to the ground with a clang.

This weapon is useless against it.

Xiao Qianchuan was shooting while thinking about how to deal with the situation.

The props recommended by the system flashed before his eyes one by one, but the gun just now had already cost him 11 points. He had less than points left, which was obviously not enough to exchange for something powerful.

Xiao Qianchuan's mind moved, and he checked his talents and skills again.

[The talent skill "Pain and Happiness" has been activated: The ancient Inset family is the most mysterious existence in the empire. Every heir of the castle has wealth that rivals a country, secret techniques for eternal youth, and a strange bloodline that is unknown to the world.]

[As the heir of the purest bloodline, your weak human body cannot support such a powerful force. Once you are injured, the power of your bloodline will turn you into an evil creature without reason.]

After making sure there was no hidden information folded up this time, Xiao Qianchuan faced the giant fly, shooting continuously with his hands and retreating quickly. He stopped only when his back hit the flower wall.

The rich sweet fragrance of the thorny rose embraced Xiao Qianchuan from behind. He stopped shooting and leaned back, as if he wanted to indulge in this patch of thorns.

Just as he put away the gun, the giant fly flapped its broken wings and flew straight towards Xiao Qianchuan.

The strong wind blew away the grass and uprooted all the nearby flowers and plants. The fallen leaves flew into the sky and circled like blades, harvesting the dead branches and flowers.

But the fat body of the fly arrived before the wind, and with a violent impact, the flower wall was pierced.

But the delicious food did not stand there to be slaughtered, but turned around to avoid the fatal blow. The huge red eyes turned around, and it seemed a little confused.

How could the cooking be faster than this white and tender little snack?