I'm a god in the infinite game

That night.

Phoebe was lying on the bed. When she first found out about her period, her mother was obviously happy: "You have grown up, Phoebe!"

But soon, this joy turned into a wry smile after seeing Phoebe's pale face and blood stains on her body: "But here, it seems that girls grow up? It's not a good thing."

Phoebe lay motionless on the bed like a dead body, her eyes vacantly clutching her belly, and she said angrily, "When I pray tonight, I can curse anyone who makes a woman come? Period? Bleed. God? Go to hell?"

Her mother laughed and said, "Of course you can."

"Phoebe." Her mother lay beside her, looked at her pale face, and asked her with some distress, "Why do you want to be the heir of the Hinchmany family?"

"This is not a suitable place for you to grow up. If you have the ability to leave now, you can..."

"In this world, is there a suitable place for me to grow up?" Phoebe asked in an ordinary tone, "Or, is there a suitable place for me, who has the surname Hinchmani, to grow up without being found by my father?"

Her mother was silent.

"It's not normal." Phoebe remained calm, "Then I'll take the Hinchmani family and turn it into a place suitable for me to live in, and that's it."

"If there is not enough freedom here, I will become its controller and make it free."

Phoebe turned to look at her dazed mother: "At that time, you didn't need to pray to God. You just had to tell me what you want, and you would have it."

"If you want to be a bird, I can make them an artificial skeleton robot, so that you can really fly in the sky like a bird."

"If you want to leave Hinchmani forever, I promise you will never see the Hinchmani family again. If you want Hinchmani to disappear, then it will disappear."

"Mom." Phoebe looked at her, her face was still a little pale, but her tone was "normal and determined", "Only being strong is the real freedom in this world."

"The weak have no freedom."

Her mother didn't say a word for a long time, then she asked Phoebe softly through tears, "Maybe you're right, Phoebe."

"...you remind me of someone, a friend of mine, who helped me a lot, but I haven't seen him for a long time since I came here, and I miss that kid very much."

"I want to take you to meet him."

"I'm fine recently, but if you want to go out with me, father will have a hard time." Phoebe thought for a while, "Wait until Daniel's 17th birthday, he will take over part of the family affairs to experience, my father will follow To investigate Daniel, we need to go out for at least a month, we can take advantage of that time to run out."

Not long after, Daniel's 17th birthday came?

The children of the Hinchmani family do not celebrate their birthdays until they reach adulthood. The first birthday they will be widely celebrated is the coming-of-age ceremony—it means that they have lived to adulthood through fighting.

And start killing.

On the day of adulthood, the children of the Hinchmani family will take their own guns, go to the private prison of the Hinchmani family, and choose one of the prisoners who has been imprisoned—maybe someone who betrayed the family, or maybe Is someone from another family imprisoned here? He fired the first shot of his turbulent life at this prisoner and killed the first enemy of the Hinchmany family with his own hands. This is a very representative ceremony, representing From now on, you are a member of this family, born to kill those who are hostile to this family and who betray this family.

It stands to reason that before they reach adulthood, they will not receive trial tasks.

But because Phoebe was on the shooting range before? The meaning was to train Daniel, so Daniel got off the shooting range and was carried out by her father to perform various tasks. Under the leadership of his father, Daniel took all these tasks. It was done very well, so this time, Daniel will go on a trial mission alone this time, and his father will only supervise from the beginning to the end, and will not intervene, nor will he help—this means that Daniel will officially become Hinchmani The second in command of the family.

Before leaving, Phoebe stood at the corner of the stairs on the third floor and looked at Daniel in front of her.

Daniel grew up very fast, and after not seeing him for a few months, his head grew taller again. His soft golden curly hair looked so out of place in his hands, and his apple-green eyes were as cold as cocktail ice cubes. He was holding a gun on his waist, his right hand Wrapped in bandages, when passing by Phoebe's shoulder, he could smell a bloody smell, and his whole body rushed towards his face? An extreme and distorted murderous desire.

——It's really hard to imagine that four years ago, he was a little boy who would hide in the bathroom and cry after being shot.

"You still have the mind to train before you leave." Phoebe said lightly, "Don't you save some energy to save yourself?"

"Oh?" Daniel turned around lazily, and his apple green eyes glanced at Phoebe playfully, "Do you care if I die or not? The future Patriarch?"

Phoebe glanced sideways at the unwashed paint on Daniel's face—this man is getting more and more crazy, and he will draw all kinds of clown masks for himself before going on missions, although the original intention is to disguise himself, Don't let outsiders see the face, but choose this? An exaggerated way, which in itself explains some problems.

"I know that in the last mission, the servant left by your mother betrayed you and was shot by you. He died." Phoebe paused, "But I left you on the shooting platform because of hope. You become number two, not a lunatic."

"Do it yourself."

"I'm the second-in-command?" Daniel's nervous smile came from behind her, "Be careful? Oh, my lord, maybe there's some blood coming from my mother in my bones." , called the blood of betrayal."

"Really?" Phoebe was unmoved. She shrugged and replied indifferently, "What's the matter with this blood? It's cleaner than the blood of the Hinchmany family, right?"

On the night of Daniel's departure, Phoebe used her power to send her and her mother out of the Hinchmani family. After several rounds of ferrying, Phoebe and the others boarded the island of sky.

That was the first time Phoebe saw Hearts.

This man was wearing a graceful robe with interlaced red and black patterns, his long hair was hanging down, and he wore a long dark red tassel earring on his right ear. He was leaning lazily on the sofa, looking away from the rain outside the island. Eyes half-closed seem to be in a trance? In the dense candlelight, the tear mole under the eyes is looming, and there is a kind of beauty that cannot tell the gender.

To be honest, this was the first time Phoebe saw such a beautiful human being.

But she? Doesn't like hearts.

"You look? Very weak." Phoebe looked at Hearts and raised her eyebrows. "The person who gave my mother faith is actually a weak person?"

Phoebe's mother turned her head in disbelief: "Phoebe!"

"I'm weak?" Hearts turned his head to look at Phoebe, he smiled half a smile, "Where is my weakness? Appearance? I look? Very fragile?"

"No." Phoebe looked straight into Heart's eyes, "My mother knelt by my bed and prayed every night to leave the place where she was trapped. Why don't you have such a belief?"

"Why don't you dare to leave this island that traps you? What are you yearning for on this island?"

The smile on Heart's face faded away, and he looked straight into Phoebe's green eyes, and Phoebe was looking straight at him.

"I can..." Heart turned to look at Phoebe's mother who was in a daze, and smiled slightly, "Shall I chat with her alone?"

After Phoebe's mother left.

"You cherish your mother very much. To protect her, you sent her here? Look at me, you treat her very well." Hongtao paused, "What if one day she leaves you?"

"Why did she leave me?" Phoebe asked back.

"She's dead." Heart said lightly.

"What killed her," Phoebe asked.

"Disease, this island, her faith, many people." Heart replied, "People are very fragile and will die easily."

"If it's a disease, I'll heal it. If it's an island, I'll blow it up. If it's a belief, I'll make her change." Phoebe raised her head arrogantly, her eyes were as strong as ever, "What makes her If she dies, I will destroy everything."

"...if..." Hongtao raised her head, his purple eyes were full of emotions, and his tone was as light as the rain outside the island, "is it herself?"

"What if she doesn't want to live anymore?"

——Sudden illness, every on-time decline, the final farewell accepted, and the prepared last words are like a dance drama that she has rehearsed countless times, and the curtain is staged in front of him.

Hearts repeated that sentence softly: "What if she herself chooses to die?"

Phoebe choked, and she got a rare jam.

When I got off the island that day, Phoebe didn't give an answer to this question. She was sent off the island by the hearts, and she looked back at the man in the big robe who was blown away by the wind, standing on the edge of the island in the stormy sky. The eyes of the man who made the noise, the eyes of hearts passed through the wind and rain in the night, and fell on them who were boarding the boat for a moment, and then moved away slowly.

——It seems that he is also looking forward to finding an answer from her.

After going back that day, her mother told her about Hongtao, and finally just sighed: "I know Hongtao's mother, she is a very good person, but..."

"Not everyone can live like that."

And what about you—Phoebe wanted to ask that question, but she didn't end up asking it because she didn't know the answer to the question before she would be satisfied?

Soon, the question in the back of Phoebe's mind was confronting her and her mother with unexpected sharpness.

Daniel disappeared during the trial mission. His father made a big fuss and almost mobilized the power of the entire family, but no trace of Daniel was found again. After cleaning up the suspicious enemy's house outside , her suspicious father quickly targeted the people inside the family.

In fact, the matter of Daniel's disappearance was of no importance to her father. The important thing was that someone dared to touch his subordinates in front of him, disobeyed his will, and escaped his control.

In round after round of family cleaning, Phoebe and her mother had left the family during Daniel's trial mission, and they were quickly confessed by the servant who couldn't stand the torture.

No one can do in front of her father what her father doesn't allow or know about, including her heir.

Phoebe is used to being thrown in jail and tortured? His father chastises her like that when she sometimes answers and doesn't behave the way she likes? It's not unique to her, Daniel, or every kid in the family for that matter They've all been in prison.

But what was different this time was that her mother also came in.

Before being arrested, Phoebe repeatedly warned her mother that the private prison staff would test her on a lie detector, and as long as she told the truth, they would not punish her—the Hinchmani family would It is a tradition in her family to treat honest people kindly.

So Phoebe knew that as long as she told the truth, she could get out of this dirty prison in a week at most.

She did tell the truth that she went to find Hearts, anyway, that bizarre island in the sky without Hearts to open the door? No one can climb up there, but those people repeatedly asked where she went tensely, It made her subconsciously a little anxious.

... This is when the confessions of the two accomplices are inconsistent, and she is asked the same question repeatedly after repeated verification of the confessions.

On the tenth day, honest Phoebe was released from prison, but her all-time foreboding was confirmed when she met her dishonest mother, scarred by punishment.

Her father was sitting on the supervisor's chair beside him, looking at her with a gloomy expression: "Your mother is as ignorant and stupid as my ex-wife, and she also betrayed me by refusing to tell me honestly that she had been to Where."

"The Xinqimani family can't tolerate dishonest people, but she is your mother, and you are my only heir. For your sake, I will give her one last chance in front of you."

Her father looked at his mother, who was kneeling on the ground with her hands nailed to the blood-stained wooden post: "Where did you go? Who did you see?"

"If you are honest this time, I can let you live?"

"Honesty?" Her mother with disheveled hair looked up. Phoebe never thought that her always weak mother could put on this expression in front of her father, with sarcasm and disdain. She was hurt all over, and she was laughing , "I've told you a million times."

"I landed on a land of freedom that a criminal like you could never ascend."

"I met beautiful people you'll never see."

"Tell me the location? And the name." Her father's face has completely darkened. "Your daughter has already given some information. As long as you tell the truth about how you found that place, I will let you go."

Her mother looked at her father with dim eyes, and smiled hoarsely: "You have also been to that place, and you have also seen the people I have seen."

"But it's been almost ten years, you don't remember? It's normal, but you have to hear it from me, let me cooperate to deceive him, let him open the door for you? Let you go up to that place—"

"—impossible."

"That place was once hailed as a pure land, and now it is really a pure land. You are not worthy to go up there to disturb its purity. Even if I die, I will not let you see my old friend again."

Her father's face was still for a moment, and then he raised his hand, and an attendant beside him solemnly pulled out his gun from the back waist, and put it on her father's open palm.

Phoebe stared at the gun, she was very familiar with the structure of this gun, and had used it thousands of times, but at this moment, looking at the black muzzle, she felt a strange feeling for the first time—— —she was dreading the tool she had used so many times.

Her heart was beating wildly?.

"You are the second wife who betrayed me." Her father adjusted the gun casually, "I believe you already know the fate of the first wife who betrayed me. I never regret killing the person who betrayed the family with my own hands, but The only thing I thought I did inappropriately in that matter was to have Daniel alienate me because of it."

"I didn't qualify to teach him what a traitor was when he was young, so that he wouldn't understand how I killed his mother. He grew up quite rebellious, and gradually drifted away from me until he grew up and was betrayed. After suffering a lot during the mission, I finally understood my difficulties."

"Once born and second time familiar, I won't make the same educational mistakes this time."

Her father raised his head, looked at Phoebe, stretched out his hand to hold her shoulder firmly, put the gun in her palm, and said coldly: "Phoebe, as a qualified successor to the head of the family, you know How should we treat the traitor?"

Phoebe's chest was rising and falling rapidly in the bra that was getting tighter because of her growth. The gap that her mother carefully modified the bra day and night to make room for her was not enough in this extremely tight scene. She breathed, she subconsciously clenched the gun tightly, and her expression rarely showed a little stagnation after suffocation.

"Just like when you were ten—" her father whispered, "put a gun to your mother's heart."

"It's like hitting an apple. Hit that heart."

She looked at her mother, and she looked at her with a smile as always, just like the heir test that day, and mouthed to her: 【Shoot】.

Phoebe took two deep breaths. She raised the gun slowly without any trembling in her hands. Then, she flipped over and pinned down her father who hadn't reacted yet, and put the gun against his body. The temples, the expression is cold.

Almost instantly, all the attendants pulled out their guns and aimed at Phoebe.

Her father slowly raised his hands, and there was a crack of panic in the expression that had been in his hands: "What are you doing, Phoebe? Why do you dare to point a gun at me?!"

"Why didn't I dare?" Phoebe tilted her head, her expression was sweet, but her tone was cold, "When? You taught me to point a gun at my mother, you should have expected that I would... The gun is on your courage, my revered father."

"Let go of her."

Her father froze for a moment and ordered, "Release her mother."

But at the same time, her father made a very faint downward gesture, which Phoebe saw swiftly—it was the master's signal, which meant to shoot.

So Phoebe took the first step and fired at her father's hand without hesitation. Almost at the same time as her father screamed, the guards froze the movement of the gun.

"I said, let go of her." Phoebe gasped for breath from being bound by the corset, but her tone was calm.

"...As expected of the children I taught to grow up with my own hands, both courage and responsiveness are lacking." Her father unexpectedly raised his head while covering his bleeding palm with a bit of admiration? His eyes were dark Staring at her fiercely, "Maybe I'm giving you a little more? Time? You can really successfully seize power from me."

Phoebe keenly sensed that something was wrong. She saw her father pull out a round object with the reverse cross symbol from the inner lining.

"This is a new smuggling business launched by the family. The scientific name of this thing is [heretical], and it has various functions that you can't imagine." Her father laughed loudly. "For example, the one in front of you, the function? It is you who shoot me, and the wounds you cause will be transferred to your most important people."

"And? The gunshot wound on my body will heal." Her father raised his intact palm and looked at her with a smile. "It's amazing? Isn't it? I have many such [heretics] with me."

Phoebe's pupils shrank, and she turned to look at her mother - she knelt on the ground with her hands covered, bleeding all over the floor.

"It seems that I haven't taught you enough." Her father suddenly grabbed her gun, his expression and tone becoming grim and cold, "Then let's teach you again from today's lesson."

Her father grabbed her gun and pointed it at himself. At the same time, there was a loud gunshot behind Phoebe. Her expression and movements were all frozen. looked over.

Her mother was punctured through the heart and fell into a pool of blood.

Phoebe tried to breathe, but couldn't.

Because she felt that point of her corset, a space for breathing, disappeared.

[System prompt: Player Phoebe's desire has been detected, log in to the game. 】

When Phoebe crawled out of her first single-player game covered in blood, she started frantically looking for items that could heal her wounds in this game.

She knew that as long as she didn't log out of the game now, her mother's time frame would be frozen at the moment of injury, and her shot was a little bit off, not right in the heart, maybe it could be saved!

But soon Phoebe realized that this seemingly omnipotent game that can fulfill everyone's wishes actually has no healing items - players can't get items that can restore health, and she also? Can't find an item that can instantly heal a gunshot wound.

In a daze, Phoebe chose a coordinate at random and logged out of the game.

Fortunately, her mother did not die.

After sending them off the island, Hearts sent people to follow them. After things went wrong, Hearts realized something was wrong, and quickly sent members of their guild, or players, to try their best to infiltrate the Xinqimani family. , brought out her mother who had been shot, and brought her to the island to be closely guarded.

Phoebe meets her unconscious mother on the island.

"I used a lot of props to maintain her vital signs." Hearts sat next to the silent Phoebe, and said after a while, "But there are no healing props in the game, so what can I do? That's all I can do. too much."

"Feel sorry."

"I fired the shot, and I caused her current situation." Phoebe said flatly, "I'm sorry it's not your turn to speak."

Two people looked at each other and fell into silence without words.

"When we rescued her, she hadn't fallen into a coma, but her consciousness was a little fuzzy." Hongtao paused, and said softly, "Her last words are for you."

"She said, Phoebe, you are right. Only the strong can have freedom. A weak person like her can only pray and struggle no matter where she goes in this world, on islands or islands. She is not worthy of freedom."

"She is alive, to you, maybe it is just a burden of the weak to the strong."

Phoebe clenched her hands on her knees.

not like this! !

I am weak to you now!I can't do anything!

Heart got up to leave, Phoebe stood alone by her mother's bedside for a long time, then she looked at the moonlight outside the window for a while, and then folded her hands together and knelt down slowly.

"God? Ah." She closed her eyes, recited softly with a hoarse voice, and her posture was extremely devout, just like her mother's clumsy correction of her before, "If you really exist, I pray to you devoutly."

"I hope she survives?"

"Did you know?" Some players whispered, "That little witch who is the number one player on the rookie list recently has a healing skill!"

"Wow, the healing department?! The major guilds are going to rob her like crazy?!"

"Yeah, the King's Guild has spent more than 100 million charging points, and I haven't seen her join, and her treatment conditions are very harsh. She never heals players easily, and she may not be able to pull it in front of her. Completely depends on the mood treatment, sometimes it treats more than a dozen players at a time, sometimes none of them will be treated, and she not only can heal, but also poisons people. Sometimes you ask for treatment? If she makes a mistake, she will give it to you directly Poison stun."

"It's dangerous to find her."

"Yeah, the big guilds are exhausted, we low-level players should just watch the excitement."

Chattering players walked past Phoebe, and she stared at a player completely covered in black robes in front of the login entrance—that was the little witch.

Heart's warning is still in her ears - [The little witch is a very dangerous player, you just entered the game, follow the guild to clear the book, and leave the matter of subduing the little witch to the guild. 】

[Don't get close to the little witch, she only hits dangerous big bets with more than 50 people, if you follow up, you will give away the head. 】

Her mother was weakened to a dangerous point.

In fact, after using so many props, it shouldn't have weakened so quickly, but her mother seemed to have lost the will to survive, and she deteriorated rapidly. Every time she approached, she could feel her breathing getting weaker.

Phoebe finally had to face the question that Heart once asked her—[If she chooses to die, what would you do? 】

She also? gave the answer - powerless, nothing can be done.

But she also couldn't do it and just waited to die like this - she had to approach the little witch to gamble at least once, which was Phoebe's idea.

She, a novice player who has only been in the game for less than a week, just followed the top player [Little Witch] in the novice list to enter the most difficult dungeon in the small TV area - a large dungeon with more than 50 players.

Then, as expected, she was abused to pieces.

Phoebe too? I don’t know how I rely on it? Obsession, dragging the body that was almost corroded by the monster, holding the ground with both hands, towards the person standing on the ground, jumping briskly, spraying poison everywhere, The witch who dispels the corrupt monster approaches.

The mist of poison mixed with the gloomy black mist of the monster, and rushed towards Phoebe's face. She stared at the distorted black mist in a trance, and almost saw the night of death descending on her body. before.

She seemed to have seen the chaotic blood in the private prison that night.

...is this her end?

She has never lost since she was born. She ignorantly thought that she was the strongest in the world, but in this world she was weak like an ant and could no longer get the freedom she wanted.

The black mist was broken by the trembling cloak, the monster was dispersed by the poison, and the forest fell into a twilight.

Suddenly, Phoebe raised her head and looked at the barefoot person standing in front of her. The little witch in the cloak opened a corner, revealing a pair of gray eyes. She seemed to be "looking" in Phoebe's direction, and stretched out her palm Handed her the white bottle inside: "Here, here you are, the antidote."

——The miracle of this world came to her in the most bizarre way.

It was an invisible guy who gave her light.

She tightly grasped the antidote that the other party handed her, propped up her body and wanted to sit up, but she couldn't sit up, and thanked a little jerky: "Thank you."

Phoebe was silent for a while, then asked weakly, "Why did you give me the antidote?"

"Because you are too persistent." The little witch squatted down and "looked" at her curiously, "Other people who want to follow me have seen that I have been poisoning and have not given antidote, so they scolded me and ran away, only you You have always followed me no matter how badly you were injured, and you are a girl."

The little witch shrugged: "I'm more gentle with girls than dogs and men, so I'll leave it to you. Here, use it."

"I don't need it." Phoebe shook her head lightly and refused, "I want to take it out for others to use."

"Ah?" The little witch said in a puzzled tone, "But my antidote can't bring out the game."

Phoebe: "..."

The little witch panicked slightly: "Hey! Don't cry! I can think of a way!"

"...It's like this..." After clearing all the monsters on the map, the little witch and Phoebe did not log out of the game after the game ended. The little witch sat on the edge of the game's cliff, thinking, "Are you To bring it to your mother, let me think about it, there should be a trick."

"Ah yes."

The little witch came to a sudden realization and clapped her hands: "I know that the skills of Charles, the president of the Gamblers Guild, can be stored and taken out. You can take it out and use it."

Phoebe eats.

It is rumored that the intelligence panel of the little witch is ninety, it seems? It is not false, she thought of Charles' skills almost at the same time as the little witch.

but……

"Why are you helping me?" Phoebe asked softly. "I'm just a weakling who's useless to you."

"Is it out of sympathy?"

The little witch asked back with some hesitation: "You just pretended to cry to win my sympathy, why do you seem to mind now? I am helping you because of sympathy?"

Phoebe: "..."

Be seen?

Indeed, just now when she heard the little witch said that she would be more gentle with girls, she immediately pretended to be miserable—she thought that the other party might like this, but she didn't expect to be seen out.

But it was obvious that he had eaten the set, which made Phoebe even more confused.

"You just said that your mother chose to die because she felt that she was weak and was a drag on you." The little witch held her chin and changed the subject one after another, "The weak have no freedom, which is very strangeness."

"What's so strange about this?" Phoebe asked back, "Only the strong can have freedom, isn't it the iron law of this world?"

"Even in the game, only the strong can have more."

"Now you are weak in front of me." The little witch shook the antidote in her hand, "Where did you get the antidote from me, or the freedom to save your mother? Woolen cloth?"

Phoebe paused: "My freedom comes from your protection."

"The freedom of the weak comes from the charity of the strong."

"No." The little witch retorted her calmly, "I didn't help you because I gave you alms, nor did I bless you. It was your belief that moved me."

"The persistence and belief that I can definitely get the antidote from me moved me. I know that as long as you don't die, you will follow me until I give you the antidote. If I don't Give it to you, there is a high probability that you will be annoyed to death in the future, so I will give it to you."

Phoebe was taken aback.

"The source of freedom for the weak is faith. As long as you believe that what imprisons you will one day be defeated by you, the weak also have freedom." The little witch's robe fluttered in the cliff wind, and her voice came from her pocket The hat was fluttering in the wind, "I used to be a weak person who was bullied, but I also protected others in a difficult situation. You are also a weak person now, and you are working hard to protect what you want to protect. We have this freedom.”

"It is not because you are strong that you have freedom, but because you yearn for freedom, the weak become strong."

Phoebe got the antidote, and the night her mother woke up, she knelt by her bed and prayed devoutly:

"God? Ah." She said softly, "Since I was born, I have only seen hell, never heaven."

"If there is such a beautiful place as heaven in this world."

"Then please be sure? Let the little witch go to heaven."