I'm a god in the infinite game

A community psychologist consults a private clinic.

Liao Ke sent away the last patient who came for psychological consultation with a smile, and closed the door. He took off his white coat and hung it behind the door. The smile on his face slowly disappeared, and he turned to the back of the clinic, and then opened the door. A blue sanitary napkin curtain.

Behind the curtain is a narrow compartment.

In the narrow cubicle was an old push-bed, no more than 80 centimeters wide, with rust growing on all four wheels, and debris piled up beside the bed, barely covering the face of the person lying on the canopy bed.

This person was too quiet, and his breathing was too weak to be heard, so he was lying behind the curtain without being noticed.

Liao Ke closed the curtain, looked at Lu Yizhan who was lying on the push bed and fell asleep, and heaved a long, long sigh.

Lu Yizhan's face was half buried in the pillow, and the exposed half of his face was so weak that no blood could be seen, his mouth was dry and black, his eyes were sunken, his body was trembling uncontrollably, and he covered his shoulders The quilt on the bed was turned over by Liao Ke, and blood was found seeping out.

Liao Ke unbuttoned Lu Yizhan's clothes in silence, and found that the bandages on Lu Yizhan's shoulders that were changed at noon were soaked with blood. Shortness of breath, a severe fever at first sight.

The canopy bed was too narrow, and Lu Yizhan's left hand was hanging outside. Liao Ke put Lu Yizhan's left hand back on the bed, then changed the anti-inflammatory medicine drip that was being given to Lu Yizhan, and put an ice pack on Lu Yizhan's forehead, Then he moved the bench and sat opposite Lu Yi Station, with his hands on his knees, Liao Ke couldn't help sighing again.

I can't go to the hospital, I can't go home, I can't let anyone know that I'm injured, I can only hide and show my injuries in his small clinic, Lu Yizhan, you are really the worst team leader I've ever seen.

Liao Ke moved Lu Yizhan's shoulder to change the bandage for him, and said to himself: "When Fang Dian was the captain of a team and directly confronted Bai Liu, she didn't have such a miserable experience."

"It's still your own problem, Lu Yizhan..."

Liao Ke looked at Lu Yizhan who was still frowning in a coma, and sighed: "Why do you have to succeed to save everyone."

"You're just one person, it's great if you can save most of the people, but even heretics, monsters, even gods—even that Bai Liu, you have to try to see if you can save him."

Liao Ke threw the blood-stained bandage into the medical trash bin, turned his head and found a gauze to wipe the sweat off Lu Yizhan's face, then turned off the lights in the clinic, and kept watch in the dark night without waking up. Lu Yizhan looked absently at an unknown point in the air, and murmured:

"People can't do so many things, Lu Yizhan."

"This time I can't stop Bai Liu from winning the league championship. Even if you don't die now, you will die miserably in the future."

"Lu Yizhan, do you really know what you are doing?"

Lu Yizhan lay on the frame bed, fell asleep motionless, and did not answer him.

Deer Hunters Guild meeting room.

After the game, it is customary to replay the video of the game to analyze the results of the game, but now the analysis is over.

But now the meeting in the meeting room has ended, leaving only Unknown Cen who is sitting at the end of the meeting room.

The lights in the meeting room were not turned on, and it was pitch black, only the front screen was dimly lit. Cen Buming's eyes were dim, watching the clip of Nishen killing him played back on the screen over and over again. , propped his hand on the back of the chair, unconsciously turning the ring on his right hand with his left hand.

Brother, why did you defect to the Heresy Administration?

Seven of the eight [judges] led by Captain Fang Dian have already failed. In the reincarnation of more than 600 timelines, these seven judges were lured, deceived, and tortured by Bai Liu, time and time again. Once again, the evil gods used games to enjoy their pain to the fullest, until they could no longer bear the pain.

The seven [judges] finally lost the game, they surrendered, and sold their souls to Bai Liu with tears, and turned into seven stone sculptures that Bai Liu used to decorate his temple with tears in pain.

Brother, you are the last 【Judger】.

Are you going to follow the same old path as the previous seven judges, kneeling at the feet of a derivative of a certain world line evil god, selling your soul to the other party, and then becoming one of Bai Liu's boring decorations?

I don't believe you will come to this point, brother, you are the only [Judger] who has survived more than 600 games in Bailiu.

So, brother——

Unknown Cen clicked on the system panel, and the picture on the screen changed to a snowflake screen, with the words [Wandering Circus vs. Russell Cemetery] recorded in the lower right corner. At the end of the screen show, when the screen popped up and the system prompted [Russell Cemetery won the game], Cen Buming squinted his eyes——

——Did you get so close to that Bai Liu to design him to lose the game?

Temple of Raliyah.

Amidst the endless sound of black sea waves, the seer covered with stone spots sat on the stone bench, closed his eyes, and lowered his head. The evil god pecking at the seabirds on the table.

The cards on the table were shaken by the blow, but they seemed to be held in place by a magical force, and they didn't fly around.

There is nothing left on the cards on the prophet's side, but there are still thick cards on the evil god's side, like a stack that will never see the end. The top card shows a On the sea, the magnificent retro opera house looks somewhat similar to the temple of Raliyah.

"As long as Bailiu wins the league once, our game will be over, Prophet." The evil god sighed regretfully, "It's a pity that you have no cards in your hand to stop him from continuing to win."

The evil god looked up at the sleeping prophet with a half-smile, "Except for yourself."

"But I don't know how much your incomplete prophet card can play in preventing Bai Liu's destined victory."

The prophet still lowered his head, and the evil god gently raised the beak of the seabird, and the seabird flapped its wings with his gesture and flew into the air for a short while, with both feet landed on the petrified right shoulder of the prophet.

After being petrified, the originally solid right shoulder was grasped by the seabird, as if hit by a bullet shot from somewhere, it spread out from the center into spider cracks, and the scattered stone carvings on the shoulder and Nishen were shattered by the soul The part of the soul that burned and disappeared after the gunshot hit was an exact match.

The sea bird raised its head and screamed, flapped its wings from the shattered shoulder and flew away, disappearing into the dark clouds.

The evil god stretched out his slender index finger, pressed it against the forehead of the stone sculpture on the opposite shoulder that maintained the human shape, lowered his eyes and whispered:

"The game between us is not over yet, wake up from your dreams, Prophet."

A drop of water dripped from the ends of the hair around the prophet's neck.

The sea breeze blew strongly from the back of his head, blowing the drop of water that was about to drop on the table far away, and the seabirds screamed from the clouds, and their spread wings seemed to be able to spread the only remaining, can shine To the sun breaks on the temple of R'lyeh.

The prophet's eyelids moved slightly.

He seemed to be blown along the drop of water into the clouds far away, into the sea far away, sailed endlessly in the wind and waves, traveled through more than 600 dark timelines, and finally arrived at the destination — where it all started.

——The first world line.

"Lu Yizhan!" Someone was waving at him from a distance, and the other was covering his mouth in the shape of a trumpet to amplify his voice, "Here is the training registration point for a team of the Bureau of Heretics! You are going the wrong way!"

He stopped the pace of shuttle, turned his head, the scene made of time paused around him, and then began to flow backwards crazily.

The reverse flow of time pulls everything into colorful abstract lines. Lu Yi runs in the tunnel formed by these lines until everything returns to its original position in an instant beside him.

He stopped.

Lu Yizhan turned his head, he turned into about seventeen or eighteen years old, scratching his head in a daze: "Did I go the wrong way?"

The person said helplessly: "Of course it's the other way around. Over there is the registration office for the second team, and the first team is here."

Lu Yizhan looked back curiously at the registration office where the second team was queuing up. He saw a boy with a cold face but a young look with his back straight. According to the mature report: "Cen unknown, 17 years old."

"My ambition is the second team. After entering the second team, I will assist you to kill all the heretics who cause harm."

Lu Yizhan retracted his gaze, and the person next to him whispered in his ear: "The second team is a field team, high-risk, and those who aspire to the second team are very murderous. Usually they are severely persecuted by heretics, and their families are ruined. I am the only one left. , a child who was adopted by the Bureau of Heresy and placed in a training camp to grow up."

"This unknown Cen is probably the same."

"I still prefer the first team. Lu Yizhan, your ambition is also the first team, right?" The man looked at Lu Yizhan and nodded in agreement, "Your ambition is good, the first team is not that dangerous."

Lu Yizhan thought for a while and asked, "The first team and the second team are field teams, aren't they both dangerous?"

"It's different!" The person seemed to be talking about something excited, waving his hands and feet, "The captain of the first team is super strong! She will not be as dangerous as taking us on missions as in the second team! She has a The super strong seven-member team is the most advanced combat power in the entire Bureau of Heretics—”

"——It's called [True Crusade Judgment Army]."

The man held his heart in his hands, his face full of dreams: "If only I could join the Crusaders one day."

Lu Yizhan smiled, and patted the man on the shoulder: "As long as we work hard!"

The man was instantly depressed: "How is it possible, ordinary players like us can squeeze into the first team, and it's a shame to go out with the Crusaders on missions."

"Do you want to join the first team so much?" Lu Yizhan scratched his head, he smiled indifferently, "I don't have any obsessions, I can go anywhere."

The person glanced at the registration offices of other teams and said in a low voice: "Lu Yizhan, you should be in the first team if you can get into the first team. I heard from them that the atmosphere of other teams is not very good, unlike the captain of the first team who can protect you." They bully the newcomers, they bully the newcomers."

"Let's go for the written test!"

Lu Yi nodded, but turned around and forgot, he didn't take this matter to heart.

After eating at noon, he was blocked by a group of people in the small alleyway behind the cafeteria. There was obvious depression between the eyebrows of this group of people. Lu Yizhan, who didn't want to make trouble, simply glanced at the faces of these people, Instantly remembered the identities of these people.

They were the ones who got passed in a team written test this morning.

A team does not want trainers with bad records on their files. These trainers obviously should have more or less punishments for fighting in their files. They are not happy after being brushed off, so they are looking for Lu Yizhan, who has passed the written test with high scores. trouble.

"Sure." A man was hanging around in his pocket, looking at Lu Yizhan from top to bottom with a contemptuous look, "I can't tell, Lu Yizhan, you are still a top student."

Lu Yizhan immediately raised his hands to express his surrender. He didn't like causing trouble, so he smiled and said, "It's just luck."

"If you just hate me being in the first team, I can change my ambition in the afternoon, and I can go to the second team."

The group of people were stunned, their originally aggressive gazes paused, as if they didn't expect Lu Yizhan to give up so quickly, but they left just like that unwillingly, and picked another thorn: "How do I know you will change?"

"How about this, the captain of the first team interviews in person in the afternoon, she doesn't like team members smoking, and if she smells smoke on you, she probably won't let you pass."

This group of people took out a crumpled cigarette from their pockets and handed it to Lu Yizhan, and said with an evil smile: "If you smoke, we will let you go."

Lu Yizhan never smoked, his eyes moved down, he weighed between smoking this cigarette and spending another 15 minutes dealing with this group of people, he took the cigarette readily, and moved towards the person who handed him the cigarette naturally Leaning forward there, motioned for the opponent to light the fire.

The other party also subconsciously set fire to Lu Yizhan, and only realized something was wrong after ordering. He was annoyed and just about to curse, when he found that Lu Yizhan suddenly coughed, paused, and burst out laughing.

While smoking, Lu Yizhan was so choked that tears came out. He never smoked, and he didn't expect the smell of smoke to be so choking.

I knew I wouldn't choose to smoke.

Amidst the laughter, Lu Yizhan couldn't smoke anymore after taking the third sip, but the people next to him would not let him go so easily, and were still forcing him to smoke.

"Hey, what are you doing over there?" A slightly lazy female voice came from the entrance of the alley.

The group of people paused, and Lu Yizhan still had a cigarette in the corner of his mouth. He squinted and looked at the woman standing in the backlight at the entrance of the alley.

This woman is carrying an epee that is taller and stronger than her body, her shoulders and hips are loosely leaning to one side, and she has a high ponytail. Just standing there gives a strong sense of oppression, Lu Yizhan In the alley, the smell of blood coming from her could be smelled.

Someone tremblingly shouted: "Fang team! Good!"

This voice seemed to be the prelude to the shaking of a group of people. This group of people began to tremble one after another. The woman lazily responded, "You are also good," and walked in dragging the epee.

When the strong light faded from her face and her appearance could be seen clearly, the phalanx was already very close to Lu Yi Station. She had no makeup on, and she was wearing a uniform coat of the Heresy Administration. Outstanding, but more attractive than her appearance, or the intuitive feeling is that she seems to be able to draw a sword to cut people at any time, mixed with a strange temperament of laziness and beauty.

Her gaze swept away from the corners of Lu Yizhan's choked red eyes and the two-puff cigarette beside her mouth, and she glanced at the trembling trainees from the corner of her eye: "Your files, I will Consider sending to three teams."

——The third team is the one with the worst conditions among several teams.

Most of the trainees didn't dare to show their anger, and some dared to raise their hands and asked: "Team Fang, we are only teaching him to smoke, and we didn't violate the team rules, why did we send our files to the third team! "

Fang smiled a little, leaned sideways on the wall and bumped Lu Yizhan with his elbow: "Is it true that they told you to smoke?"

Lu Yizhan met these people's vicious and threatening eyes, adhering to the principle that more things are worse than less things, he paused, and admitted: "Yes."

"But I think you haven't learned how to smoke." Fang nodded her head, her eyes fell on the cigarette next to Lu Yizhan's mouth, she made a move that everyone looked stupid, she laughed, "It seems that they If it’s not good enough, I’ll teach it myself.”

Fang Dian lightly drew out the cigarette from Lu Yizhan's lips with two fingers, put it on his lips while everyone was stunned, took a puff, and then slowly exhaled.

Lu Yizhan's pupils shrunk into a dot, and his eyes fell firmly on the cigarette holder that Fang Dian had squeezed.

"If you want to teach smoking, you have to demonstrate it yourself." Fang Dian held up the cigarette, raised his eyes and said calmly, "Whoever wants to learn in the future, come to me in person, and I won't bother you to teach."

"This is also my captain's duty."

"If I still see someone teaching someone how to smoke in private..." Fang blinked, "I don't mind helping him quit smoking myself."

The group of people paused for a while, and then they agreed and ran away like rats crossing the street.

After Fang Dian finished his lesson, he didn't care about Lu Yizhan behind him who didn't say a word, and stuffed the cigarette back to the immobile Lu Yizhan, as if he didn't notice that it was an ambiguous move, and dragged the heavy sword He waved casually to Lu Yizhan behind him, and walked out of the alley.

Lu Yizhan suddenly shouted loudly: "Fang team!"

Fang Dian hummed, then turned around: "What else?"

Lu Yizhan's face was flushed. Holding the extinguished cigarette in his hand, he took a deep breath and straightened his back, trying to speak clearly: "My name is Lu Yizhan."

"——Since I was a trainee, my ambition is to be the first team. I was the first in the written test this morning. I have always admired the Fang team."

Fang Dian smiled: "That's good, very good."

"The first team welcomes you to join."