I'm a god in the infinite game

The curtain door of the tent made a crackling sound of being opened.

Spade tightened his hand covering Bai Liu's lips, and whispered in his ear: "Here we come."

Bai Liu's eyes moved, passed through several obstacles blocking his sight, and landed on the shoes of the person who had just stepped into the tent - they were a pair of well-made prop shoes.

Spade's prediction was not wrong, it was indeed his teammates who came in.

Someone murmured: "This fellow spade actually left the corpse he snatched here, what the hell?"

"Anti God, what do you think?"

Ni Shen looked around and said, "He should be planning to use this place as a stronghold."

Bai Liu, who was hiding under the bed, squinted her eyes—this god-defying voice was an AI-synthesized mechanical sound that was very similar to a human voice, and it couldn't be heard without listening carefully.

But in the games that Bai Liu has made, there has been technical docking about this area, and one of the voices is almost exactly the same as that of Nishen, and Bai Liu heard it instantly——

——This guy always uses a synthesized voice in front of his teammates, not his original human voice.

He raised his head upwards to divert his gaze, trying to see the face of this god-defying face, but the grip of the spades behind him became tighter and tighter, but in the end, Bai Liu still saw the face of the god-defying god who walked to the bed.

It was a very unrecognizable face. Even a professional player like Bai Liu, who is good at memorizing facial features, needs to stare at it for two or three seconds before he can barely remember this face.

——But the next time we meet, Bai Liu is not sure that he can immediately distinguish Nishen from the crowd.

The facial features of this person were so ordinary that they were blurred.

Just like his voice, there is a sense of disobedience that is too normal and balanced after being manually adjusted.

Ni Shen didn't stay at the bedside for long, and turned around and left with the other team members: "Spades may have found a better base and gave up the original one..."

"But he didn't take his body away..."

"...Maybe he saw a better corpse with higher judgment points on the road, and Spade threw this one away. This is not the first time he has done this kind of thing. when……"

A group of people walked out of the tent discussing.

But Spade still stuck to Bai Liu's shoulder motionlessly, as if waiting for something, and didn't get out from under the bed.

"There is still a wave of people coming." Spades said.

As his words fell, the curtain of the tent that had just been closed was lifted again, and Bai Liu looked through the gaps of various items under the bed, and saw a few pairs of flustered army green rubber shoes dragging a blood clot lying on a stretcher , or a human figure that can only be described as a blood clot entered the tent.

The limbs of this [blood clot] are gone, and the semi-viscous blood gushing out of his mouth has covered his entire face and facial features. of blood.

A soldier tried to stop the bleeding by bandaging the broken limbs tightly, but it was in vain—the flow of blood simply changed from a "fountain" to a "river" without stopping.

The soldier said in a distressed voice, "...he is still alive! Why didn't the medical soldiers take him away for treatment when they were cleaning the battlefield! Let him stay there and be blown up like this by the enemy's shells!"

"He could have lived!" When he said this, the soldier was still tightening the bandage that was stuck on the wound in his arms, trying to stop the bleeding through such a manual method - because of the excessive force, his voice was trembling. Some trembling.

The voice of the other soldier was much calmer, but it was still hard to conceal the weight: "...Didn't you notice that we encountered more and more living people when we cleaned the battlefield recently?"

"...there are more and more wounded soldiers on the battlefield, but the medical supplies obviously can't keep up. We don't have so many supplies to rescue the wounded soldiers, and leaving the wounded soldiers alone will damage morale, so the rear troops are preparing... ..."

The soldier who was tightening the bandages to save people said in a difficult voice, "——so these people just don't save them, and let us take them away as corpses, so that there will be no wounded soldiers, only martyrs, right?"

The other soldier fell silent.

The soldier sneered sadly: "It's just a reissued martyr's meritorious service medal. These non-commissioned officers wholesale things that cost less than five cents. They think this is worth a life?"

He asked sharply, but there was a cry in his voice: "Guy, this corpse lying on the ground, was eating and sleeping with us yesterday to collect the corpse and write letters to his mother and fiancee. Do you think a martyr brand is worth his money?" life?"

"...I don't think it's worth it." Guy replied sadly, "But Alex, this is war, and the value of our lives is not judged by ourselves, and even our corpses are not controlled by us."

Alex finally let go of his trembling hand, and he slumped on the ground and muttered to himself: "...Yeah, this is war, what those high-ranking non-commissioned officers want most is to be able to attack corpse?—no emotion, no value, not even life."

There was no bleeding from the severed body on the stretcher—he was already dead.

Guy hugged Alex, who was in a daze, and put his head on his shoulder: "—but there are no such corpses in this world, so we are human beings who are engaged in war like corpses, and we should not have humanity. "

"—Alex, stop having feelings for other corpses, it's too painful."

Alex hugged Guy's shoulders tightly, buried his face in it, and sobbed uncontrollably: "I can't do it, Guy, I can't do it—I'm not a corpse."

"I can't stop myself from sympathizing, doubting, hating and loving."

Alex's face was full of tears, he looked at the blood-stained, unrecognizable corpse on the ground through Guy's blood-stained shoulder, and asked in a daze: "—Guy, you said that if the corpse can move Get up and keep fighting as those people wish, so will no one be injured or die on the battlefield, only soldiers like us who recover corpses will be enough?"

Guy stroked Alex's hair, and sighed as if he thought he was stupid: "You still have a month to turn 20, this is not something you should think about."

"Working hard to survive the battlefield is what you should think about."

Alex lowered his head to Guy's heart, then raised his head and kissed him suddenly, wrapping his arms around his neck.

And Guy was not shocked by Alex's behavior, but fell back on the bed meekly, and Alex still kissed him frantically to vent his emotions-it seemed that this was not the first time Happened once.

The two took off each other's blood-stained clothes, breathed heavily and looked at each other for a while, Alex seemed to be restraining and restraining his emotions and desires that he shouldn't have, leaning on Guy's body tensely, his waist trembling .

He knew it was wrong to do so.

But he no longer knew what was right to do.

As if aware of Alex's repulsion this time, Guy, who was lying on the bed, raised his hand to cover his eyes, and he tried his best to express a relaxed and slightly teasing tone: "Hey, boy, relax, anyone There is access to sensible condom use, and Tom in the tent next door can use up ten boxes of Ares condoms a month in the town brothel."

"What we do is just..." Guy paused, "It's just, it's like going to a brothel, you know? way to express..."

Alex still lowered his head and said nothing.

"God!" Guy interrupted himself abruptly, he put down his hands and stared blankly at the blood-splattered tent roof, muttering to himself in a trance, "What am I telling you...Ah Ricks, you're still a kid."

"You shouldn't be in this kind of place with me, doing this kind of thing at this kind of time... I've spoiled you, and God will punish me."

Guy tried to push Alex up on him.

"Then God should punish me too." Alex raised his crying eyes, "Because I just want to have sex with you, I can't control it, I can't think of this kind of thing happening to anyone except you .”

"You're the only person in the place that makes me feel like I don't look like a corpse."

"I love you, Guy."

Alex pushed the stunned Guy back on the bed, and they shook violently on the crude steel frame bed, as if they were going to become corpses under the bed in the next moment.

Concentrate on listening to the main line of the plot, but suddenly turned to the adult channel halfway through, and couldn't understand, so the eyes showed a confused spade: "...?"

Listening intently to the main line, Bai Liu realized what was going to happen halfway through: "..."

This Guy and Alex are actually a couple.

Although Bai Liu has read many strange research reports, he knows that in some difficult and special environments that lack women, the proportion of gay men will rise linearly.

It's not because these men naturally like men, but in such a cramped, high-risk environment, it's hard for them not to face each other day and night, and ask their comrades behind them to have a special sustenance that is higher than friendship.

The most direct manifestation is that in this environment, many men tend to have intimate relationships with men around them, such as sexual relationships.

So Bai Liu expected that he might see this situation in this dungeon, but not in this situation.

The steel frame at the foot of the bed was shaking violently, and from time to time, it would hit the back of Bai Liu's head with calm eyes. There was only one bed board separated by a heated entanglement, panting and all kinds of erotic words mixed together, in the small tent reverberates.

If Bai Liu was the only one, he could have walked out from under the bed shamelessly.

But... when there is someone in this situation, everything becomes...

After confirming that some small movements could not disturb the two people above, Spade approached Bai Liu, and asked in a low voice with a correct attitude: "Is what they are doing related to the main plot?"

Bai Liu turned around to face Spades, and said calmly: "It's not very relevant, I can only say that this matter shows the relationship between these two npcs."

"Why are you asking this?"

"Oh." Spade nodded understandingly, "Is that so? Just now when you heard that Alex was going to penetrate Guy, you felt a little nervous and hid away."

"I thought this was something closely related to the main plot, and you wanted to listen carefully."

Bai Liu: "..."

Spades looked at Bai Liu in confusion: "? Why are you popular?"