I'm a god in the infinite game

Inside the Red Cross.

Lying on the hospital bed, Guy slowly opened his eyes. He propped up his arms, leaned against the head of the bed, lowered his head and shook his intact hands in surprise.

His injuries miraculously healed overnight.

Guy looked up, and was even more surprised after seeing Bai Liu standing beside his bed: "Why are you here?"

"Perhaps you should thank me first?" Bai Liu pointed at Guy's healed wounds with a smile, "I stole Alex's potion to treat you. Although it is only for external use, it seems to be effective."

Guy looked at the bullet craters on his hands without even scars, and his eyes showed pride and nostalgia: "Yes, he is a very good and good boy."

"Alex doesn't want you to be cured at all, but I believe you have your own resolution." Bai Liu sat on the head of the bed and looked up at Guy, "Remember what I told you the night before the wedding words?"

Guy hummed lightly. He fell into some kind of deep thought and whispered: "You said, because God doesn't want us to be happy, so he created war."

"Because if we live too happily, we don't need the existence of God."

Guy raised his head, and he looked directly at Bai Liu with firm eyes: "It's your words that made me decide to rebel."

"I want to enter the indigenous people and destroy their belief in God."

The corners of Bai Liu's lips curled up unobtrusively, and he lowered his eyes: "Really?"

— as he thought.

A big battle is needed next, and Alex's third-party camp will take shape.

When Guy was about to wake up, Alex left alone. He didn't let Bai Liu tell Guy that he had been here, but just stayed outside Guy's tent, sitting in a wheelchair and looking around in a daze. often people.

Stretchers of wounded soldiers from this side and the enemy were anxiously moving back and forth. Blood dripped on the ground and pulled out red lines, which were criss-crossed around him and programmed into an invisible net. The center of the net was him and the cover behind him. Yi.

Bai Liu opened the tent and came out, squinting at Alex in the wheelchair: "Do you feel like nothing can stop this?"

Alex was silent for a long time before humming hoarsely: "The natives said before that all this is God's will. I laughed with Guy for a long time, but now that I think about it..."

"...All these created by God, maybe only God can stop it."

Bai Liu lowered her eyes: "Maybe."

Alex paused for a while, then said abruptly: "I had thought about using the medicine I tested on these people to prolong their lives, hoping that they would survive."

"But I found that no matter how prolonged they are, they still die, but they can move after death, turning into a moving, aggressive corpse."

Alex's eyelashes trembled slightly: "The corpse has no memory, no emotion, no soul, but it can move, hug, and kill. I feel scared. I think I have created a terrible war monster. , I dare not tell anyone."

"Except Guy."

Alex chuckled dazedly, tears rolling down his eyelashes:

"He said that he doesn't think such things are terrible, and if one day he becomes such a monster, he won't feel sad, because he can always hug me tightly after death."

"War turns this moving corpse into a weapon, but people in love use this weapon to embrace each other."

Alex turned to look at Bai Liu, his expression was blank, as if he was asking Bai Liu, but also asking himself: "—Should I use this potion?"

Bai Liu grabbed the back of his wheelchair and looked down at him calmly: "Don't you already have the answer?"

Alex clenched the potion bottle in his hand, lowered his head, and said to himself, "If... I won't use it."

"There are too few people who love each other in this world, medicine can only become a weapon to break them up."

Bai Liu glanced sideways at the tent, and said softly: "Sometimes it may not be external things that separate people who love each other, but that one of them has chosen a different path from you."

"And you can't stop him."

Alex smiled bitterly: "Yes, Bai Liu, why do you insist on telling me the reason why Guy and I separated?"

"You are really...reasonable and cruel. You want to watch your lover go down the road of self-destruction, Bai Liu, you don't understand what kind of pain it is."

Bai Liu lowered her eyes and said, "Maybe."

He said, pushing Alex's wheelchair out.

The recovering Guy sneaked out from behind the tent without a sound. He looked back at the front of the tent from a distance, and there was nothing in front of the tent, except for two wheelchair ruts left on the ground.

It was as if the voice of Alex he vaguely heard was an illusion produced by him missing him too much.

Guy paused for a moment, then left without looking back.

The morning light is faint.

The surface of the lake in the center was covered with shuttle-shaped wooden boats, and five to ten native soldiers stood on each small boat. Under the dark and dark green water, the soldiers of the assault team approached silently with mines.

At 25:[-] in the morning, all the lurking soldiers adjusted their watches to the same time before going into the water, and the bombing of the Great War first started from under the water.

After a group of people turned their backs, the assault team quickly retreated and began to ambush other mines in an orderly manner along the river channel leading to the water flow, preventing the group of indigenous soldiers in the central lake from attacking along the river channel.

It was a perfect raid, until a heavy rain came.

The artillerymen behind were reloading in the rainforest under the heavy rain. Almost all of the first batch of tens of thousands of bombs that could have caused huge turmoil were driven into the mud pit by raindrops before hitting the target due to the impact of the heavy rain. produce the expected effect.

As the water level of the lakes and rivers blocked by mines rose rapidly, the influence of the lakes and rivers became smaller instantly. Countless aborigines rushed out in boats.

Tang Er's whole body seemed to be fished out of the muddy water, half of his face was covered with mud, he touched his face, shook his hands and hung a gun that was half a catty in mud, he couldn't use it smoothly , I was about to lose it and change to a skill weapon.

The spade next to him stuck in with the barrel of a gun, suppressing Tang Erda's attempt to throw the gun.

Tang Er turned his head and asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"

Spade's clothes were also completely soaked in mud, and his face was stained with mud, which made the exposed skin look shockingly white: "You and Bai Liu are in the same group, aren't you?"

Tang Erda nodded hesitantly.

Spade's eyes glowed faintly in the torrential rain: "Don't use skill weapons, take a gun, let's go back to the lake."

"I found the point where the corpses were stockpiled."

the other end.

The killer sequence features people sitting in a rocking boat on a lake.

Amidst the noise caused by the heavy rain and lightning, Nishen almost split his voice: "Have you found a place to store the corpses?"

Bai Jiamu wiped off the rainwater dripping from his chin, and shook his head: "We have searched all over the land, and no obvious reserve point has been triggered."

Usually this kind of scoring task is divided into two sections, the first is to find the correct scoring object, such as a moving corpse, and the second is to find the scoring location, and the corpse must be placed in the designated place before the player is officially counted. points.

"There is a problem with the body parts, not the ordinary corpses we thought." Ni Shen wore a steel helmet, and sat cross-legged on the boat like a contractor, swinging back and forth, the rain on his head was stubble It was flowing down the ground, as if there was a small waterfall hanging in front of our eyes, "We didn't find the correct point object, and there was no way to use the point object to trigger the point point."

Nishen touched his face and took a deep breath: "Spades' intuition is still accurate, and the body parts of the scoring object should be produced in the enemy's side."

"We are not in the same camp as Spades, so we can only find another way, wait for the main line NPC to defect and give us points and corpses."

Bai Jiamu shouted loudly: "Ni Shen, when do you think the main line npc will rebel?"

Nishen's eyes were deep: "Come on, we already have a mainline npc here. According to Bai Liu's plan and the relationship between these two mainline npcs, it should be after this war."

After speaking, Nishen stood up, and the water on the helmet slid down the brim to wash his face.

Against God: "..."

Why is this helmet still rotten? It leaks.

Bai Jiamu couldn't hold back and pulled Nishen back: "I don't understand why we have to cooperate with Bai Liu. According to your arrangement, the main line npc will also defect, so there is no need to cooperate with him."

Nishen took off his hat, he turned and glanced at Bai Jiamu.

That look was gentle, but Bai Jiamu didn't know what was going on, and felt that he had offended the majesty of his elders.

Bai Jiamu quickly let go of Nishen's hand, with a tense expression like a child who realizes that he has made a mistake: "...you are a tactician, shouldn't I ask?"

Nishen shook his hat, and put on the rotten steel helmet again. He looked at Bai Jiamu, smiled, and was not angry: "After I came in, I activated a prophecy skill."

This time, not only Bai Jiamu, but also the other two members of the Killer Sequence were shocked, and they looked over one after another.

Although Nishen was rated as the best tactician in the league, it was not because of his prophecy skills, but because of his intelligence.

The intelligence value of Ni Shen is 96 points.

In almost every game, this person can win with the least casualties on his side. Since the deer hunter got Nishen, the team members have not changed before Nishen left. They all followed Nishen. batch.

After participating in so many league games, under the premise of not having a death-free gold medal, under the guidance of Nishen, a tactician, all members survived until Nishen left.

He is a well-known tactician who likes to procrastinate. Compared with other extreme tacticians, his methods can be said to be quite mild.

But after Nishen left, one of the deer hunters died quickly.

That day Nishen sat in Killer Sequence's office all night, looking at the photos of the old team members, without saying a word, Killer Sequence had a bunch of top players, and no one dared to disturb him at that time.

They are still afraid of going against God.

Nishen seems to be easy to get along with and rarely gets angry, but in fact his temper and style are quite weird, sometimes he smiles and looks very pervasive, and it is impossible to figure out what he is thinking.

Because as a player, Ni Shen seldom uses his own skills, but this skill is a skill that predicts the rules of the game, which seems very unreasonable.

You must know that the skills that can touch the game authority are all big killers, such as the imitation poker of Hearts, and the old trading wallet of Bailiu. No player will think that they will live a long life and hide it for use.

But Nishen just didn't use it, and there were very few times when he used his prophecy skills, at least there were only two times that Bai Jiamu remembered.

Once, Nishen gave Spade a prophecy, but no one knew the content of that prophecy.

And this time, for a novice player meeting for the first time, this is really bizarre.