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

Chapter 226: Brick City Race (25)

"That monster is dead, now!"

A team of players who were secretly watching flew over from the sky and went to get the crystal as soon as they landed.

Behind them, another three-person team that used skills to hide their bodies were waiting behind.

Physical invisibility can only deceive ordinary people's eyes. As moving life energy, the actions of the three people cannot be hidden from Shi Jinzhe's perception.

He followed the two teams that were sent to die, and saw Shen Shu rebuilding his body from another piece of flesh and blood.

Covered in blood and half dead, Shen Shu's greed focused on the woman again. He tore off her arm provocatively and brought it to his mouth, chewing it with a crunch.

After being discovered by the four people, Shen Shu no longer hid. Several tentacles quickly extended from the surface of his flesh and blood and pierced into the bodies of the two teams, assimilating them again.

He looked back at Shekh with his blood-stained face, revealing his gums covered in flesh, "Come again."

Shekh stared at him, his face darkening.

Petrification is useless.

The eyes on Shen Shuxin's body are just decorations, and the reshaped body has been specialized by him.

The reason why he could see it was because the entire covered city was the monster's sense organ, he could sense every breath and every step.

He waited patiently here just to let the prey fall into his trap and enjoy the fun of teasing.

Shen Shu held a leg in his arms like a guitar, and his sharp fingertips left several red marks on the skin.

"Aren't you going to help these people? Save them."

As he said this, he actually pretended to pray with a very pious look on his face.

Seeing that the men had no reaction, Shen Shu grabbed another man and broke his hair when he looked up.

"That's a player who can control life. If you beg him to save you, he can do it. That's life. He just moves his fingers... and you can survive..."

Like the devil's whisper, his words were extremely bewitching, making the captured players unconsciously feel hopeful.

The bloody tentacles spread rapidly, and the players who had not yet reached the tower were attacked by tentacles appearing from every corner. Everyone who was captured would be brainwashed by him.

There is a magic in his voice that makes negative emotions quickly fill the minds of these players.

They looked up at Shi Jinzhe who was standing in the sky, but all they saw was a pair of purple eyes.

There were more than a dozen stone statues on the ground. Shi Jinzhe said nothing and showed no emotion.

The more silent he was, the more excited Shen Shu on the ground became.

Jiang Yu blocked his nose and said, "What on earth did this Shen bring here? This is definitely not an ordinary boss..."

"It's the fallen world boss."

A strange male voice appeared behind him. Jiang Yu turned around and saw Fu Guanzai sitting on a paper plane, followed by a man and a woman.

Fu Guan swept the ground and saw more than thirty stone statues lying there. Shen Shu's face was frozen, and the people he targeted did not say anything.

Fu Guan was moving towards Shang Ying, asking him to come over so that he could find a support point and stand more easily.

"Long time no see, Sister Xiao Jiang."

"Uncle Fu, you're too polite." Jiang Yu moved his feet forward, trying to stand farther away from Fu Guanzai.

"You're too polite. I'm not even 30 yet, so you don't have to call me uncle." He pointed at Shi Jinzhe and Shehe, "Are you from the same team? Can you introduce yourself?"

There must be something extraordinary about him that could make a fallen world boss target him like this.

Jiang Yu only mentioned two names and was unwilling to say more about the others.

Fu Guan was just asking, he didn't expect her to really tell him, knowing her name was enough.

He looked at the ground, then at Shi Jinzhe: "Aren't you going to save him?"

"Save what?" Shi Jinzhe didn't even blink, "God won't appear just because you cry for help, so why should an ordinary person like me respond to my requests?"

He just has a skill called giving life, not that he wants to be a saint. All things have life and there is still the law of natural selection.

These people were not his responsibility, and he was not the one who let them enter the game. If it weren't for Shen Shu's action, they might still be fighting each other.

There are only twelve stones. Do we have to save them first and then kill them?

It would be better to let Shekh petrify him to death, at least the body can be left intact.

Hearing his words, Shen Shu threw away the stone statue at his feet.

He threw the rolling stone statues together in a vent of anger. The stones collided with each other and made a loud noise. While he was waiting to admire them, he saw the expressions of the statues breaking.

However, all the stone statues are intact, without a single crack. Even if they are constantly covered and soaked in blood and flesh, the stone statues remain pure white.

Sheh was not in a good mood and replied uninterestedly: "Nothing more than that."

Jiang Yu was amazed at the hardness of the stone. He was not merciful and taunted Shen Shu: "To be honest, the cracks on your face are bigger than those on the stone."

She turned to ask Fu Guanzai: "By the way, how do you know he is the fallen world boss?"

Fu Guan held up a piece of mirror fragment and said, "Thank you Qi Yuping for your kind gift."

Looking at Jiang Yu's expression, he put away the lens and said, "He really gave it to me. I didn't steal it."

Three paper planes parked side by side hovered in the air. Less than half a minute later, another paper plane appeared with four people standing on it.

The bearded man at the front didn't look very happy. When he saw the three paper airplanes chatting, he came over to greet them: "Everyone, Zhuang Zexian, what's going on now?"

Jiang Yu: "The world boss that does not belong to this instance was summoned by the remaining players from the previous session to cause trouble."

"You seem to be in a good mood."

Shen Shu interrupted the conversation, the skin on his deformed face drooped, and his drooping eyelids revealed a red patch inside: "Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to complete the game?"

He opened his arms, as if waving an invisible baton in his hands. His exaggerated body movements, coupled with his collapsed and distorted face, were extremely terrifying.

"One, two, three..."

The bloated fingers pointed from the bearded Zhuang Zexian at the edge, then to Jiang Yinxue, Jiang Yu... until they reached Linlang at the edge.

"Eleven."

He closed his eyes, carefully felt every corner of the city, and then opened his eyes with joy.

"There are only eleven of you here, but there are thirteen crystals. How are you going to arrange the placement of the crystals?"

As high-level players, the people present quickly realized what Shen Shu meant.

Thirteen crystal stones must be placed at the same time.

They looked at the circular plaza below. The plaza was one kilometer in diameter, with a tall tower located in the center. The distance between every two points in the thirteen grooves was more than two hundred meters.

At such a distance, it would be extremely difficult for thirteen people to place the crystals at the same time.

The most important thing is that there are not enough people now.

Zhuang Zexian, who arrived last, was confused. He glanced at the stone statue on the ground and asked, "What's going on? Why do some of them look so familiar to me?"

"Of course you guys gave up on all the people you had originally needed," Shen Shu pointed at him, "It was that one person. You guys originally had enough people, but he didn't save him."

"This...!" Zhuang Zexian looked at Shi Jinzhe, "Why are you..."

"What's wrong with him?" Sheh turned his head, controlled Zhuang Zexian's body, and pushed him down directly, landing on the stone statues.

If you can't get through the broken copy, the worst that can happen is that it will explode.

Shi Jinzhe held her hand down and said, "Don't waste your energy."

The Shekh's ribbon cannot be picked casually, so if you don't need to use this method, just don't do it.

The man on the left named Fu Guanzai and Jiang Yu were not panicking, which means there is still a way, and Shehe does not need to take the lead for him.

The bloody tentacles below quickly wrapped around Zhuang Zexian's body. He dodged sideways, but more dense tentacles attacked from behind. Just as he was about to be assimilated, a sword flew down from above and cut off the tentacles.

A card as tall as his own appeared beside Fu Guan, and he reached out and pulled out a sword from the Ace of Swords.

"I'll take care of the number of people issue."