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

Xiao Qianchuan has always been able to endure pain.

But at this moment, the pain of his flesh being torn apart woke him up from his coma, and he couldn't help but whimper.

He opened his eyes suddenly, but his vision was still pitch black. The chewing sounds mixed with low roars in his ears were infinitely amplified in his mind.

Something seemed to be watching him in the darkness, from all angles, so densely packed that it made people feel cold to the bone.

In comparison, he suddenly felt that the pain in his shoulder was not so unbearable.

He couldn't tell what was pressing on him and gnawing at his shoulder. The strong stench of decay mixed with the smell of rust made Xiao Qianchuan feel suffocated.

What's even more terrible is the trembling feeling that his life is slipping away and his hands and feet are getting cold, which makes him extremely yearning and afraid.

Is it over?

Xiao Qianchuan tilted his head and his body began to spasm uncontrollably.

The massive blood loss made him feel cold all over.

This feels so real.

I subconsciously dug my hands into the floor, and suddenly I felt a pain in the fingertips of my right hand.

Xiao Qianchuan suddenly realized that his fingers were connected to his heart.

This time it's not an illusion!

I didn't get sick.

He might really be dying.

The desire to survive surged up, overcoming the stiffness of his body. Xiao Qianchuan grabbed the sharp weapon that had pierced his fingertips just now. No matter what it was, he stabbed it directly at the thing buried in his neck.

The deafening roar made Xiao Qianchuan's whole body tremble. His wrists became more and more powerful, the dark blue veins bulged slightly, and his slender knuckles were so tense that they turned white.

As he moved, the opponent's sharp teeth suddenly rubbed against the flesh on his shoulder, and his fragile neck was about to break, almost causing him to faint from the pain.

It was not until the cold and sticky liquid splashed on his face that Xiao Qianchuan was forced to wake up.

After a long stalemate, there was complete silence.

In the darkness, countless surveillance particles were like dust, happily spinning and floating around as Xiao Qianchuan moved.

The surveillance footage is presenting everything that is happening here to the audience in a 360° all-round, no-blind-angle view.

In the live broadcast room, the barrage of comments exploded.

[What the hell! What the hell! What the hell! What’s going on?]

[I sat up in shock from my dying illness, shocking my mother for three hundred years. The newcomer ran into a kill at the beginning of the game, but he was able to kill him with only a little health left!]

[Hmm... He looks so beautiful when he's out of breath.]

[Shashasha...crazy...sick beauty, who understands?]

[Me! Me! This feeling of being broken is simply incredible!]

[It’s really fucking exciting, it hit my XP hard.]

[Is he really a newcomer? What a shame, he looks like he’s about to die!]

The audience was frantically spamming the screen with barrages of comments, but the person in the picture had no idea what he was getting involved in.

Xiao Qianchuan stirred the sharp weapon in his hand and mechanically penetrated it again and again, not daring to relax at all.

The feeling of being watched in the darkness followed him like a shadow, and Xiao Qianchuan felt a chill all over his body.

Until his eyes gradually adjusted to the darkness, and with the help of a ray of light coming through the crack of the door, he saw that there was no one else in the room, and then he endured the severe pain in his shoulder and pushed away the thing pressing on him.

Is it dead?

Xiao Qianchuan leaned against the wall, gasping for a long time before he fumbled to turn on the light.

The pain made his right hand tremble slightly, and his sore legs were completely powerless, unable to support his body. After trying twice, he finally slid down to sit on the ground, looking up and gasping for breath.

The glaring incandescent light hit his face. Xiao Qianchuan closed his eyes and turned his head, only then could he see clearly what was attacking him.

If it weren't for the pain in the wound reminding him that this was not an illusion.

Xiao Qianchuan would definitely think that he forgot to take his medicine again today.

The guy lying on his back on the ground had grayish-blue skin, highly rotten red flesh, and was covered in blood and stench. From the skeletal shape, one could barely tell that he was a man.

But perhaps he cannot be called a human being.

Because this guy has a tumor-like tail hanging from his coccyx, making him look like a large gecko.

The gecko's bulging eyeballs were crumbling, and its shark-like teeth were covered with minced meat, making it look like a crudely made alien monster in a horror movie.

Xiao Qianchuan blinked hard and was confused again.

Did I take the wrong medicine this time?

[Welcome to the game of justice.]

There was a sudden explosion, and Xiao Qianchuan's shoulders shrank in shock.

In an instant, the pain made him sweat profusely.

The words echoed in my mind, as holy as the chanting of children in a church choir, but accompanied by the hideous monster on the ground, it seemed particularly strange.

[God loves the world and is willing to give you a chance to be resurrected. Are you willing to accept it?]

resurrection?

Oh! I am dead.

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Reading guide:

1. Two male protagonists. The bottom is a crazy, sick and scheming beauty, and the top is a possessive evil boss and a righteous police officer.

2. The system has a weak sense of existence, with live broadcasts and micro-Cthulhu. In some copies, the top and bottom are not humanoid, and there are half-snake, half-human x bloodthirsty aliens, tentacle monsters x mermaids, flash butterflies x queen bees, and other alien Prey.

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