The male protagonist survives in the infinite game by supporting his wife

Chapter 220: Brick City Race (19)

"Item [Love Collar], put it on, no matter how great the temptation is, I will release my nature just for you and go crazy to the end. When the bell shakes, you will see what you want."

Shi Jinzhe picked up the snake-patterned collar from the ground, shook it in his hand, and the bell hanging on it rang.

As the sound of jingling bells jingling, some wild scenes appeared in my mind.

Red knees sunk into the quilt, a sweaty body pressed against the glass, a neck stretched tautly and tilted back, the bathtub overflowing with water, and some distorted, intermittent sounds.

Desire quickly rose in this kind of obsession. Realizing the aphrodisiac and hallucinogenic effect of the collar, Shi Jinzhe grabbed the bell in time to stop the sound.

What kind of survival game is this? It's not serious at all.

What kind of copy can produce this kind of item? Where on earth did Jiang Yu go to find this thing?

Through the round frame of the collar, he said to Sheh, "This is a very special gift from your first human friend."

Sheh's figure enlarged in the circle, and she sat back on the sofa: "Why aren't you asleep?"

"It's not that you didn't hold the props, and it fell to the ground and woke me up."

"Nonsense." She was clearly about to take a look secretly, but Shi Jinzhe suddenly called her name and she let go.

Sheh took the prop from him and put it back in the box: "This was given to me by someone else. Don't look at it."

"Even if it's a gift to you, you have to use it with me."

Sheh asked back, "You use it?"

"Anyone can use it." Since there were no outsiders around, Shi Jinzhe lay down and rested his head on her legs. "The prop is a good thing, but it's a pity that it can't be used after the dungeon is opened."

Sheh said formally: "I can threaten the system."

As soon as he finished speaking, an uncontrollable laugh came from his legs. Shi Jinzhe wrapped his arms around her waist and buried his face in it, "You are too honest."

"I'm honest, so you should answer honestly whether you slept or not just now."

"No, I woke up as soon as you sat opposite me."

"Then why are you pretending to sleep?"

Shi Jinzhe closed his eyes again: "I'm afraid if I wake up, you two won't be able to continue this conversation. If I don't wake up, you can still make a friend."

People who have seen Shehe's true form in the game and have decent character are more suitable to be Shehe's friends than people in real life. Jiang Yu is quite suitable.

After all, living alone has its limitations. When this round of the game is over, adding a friend on the app will give Sheh one more channel to understand human society.

Although she doesn't want her to waste her time on others, she has to do it.

Shi Jinzhe hugged her tighter and comforted himself in advance: "I just heard you say that you like to cling to me."

"I like it, and I like you hugging me like this."

Sheh really enjoyed the feeling of their bodies being entangled and pressed together.

The two bodies were tightly twisted together, and the satisfaction of their curves fitting together was simply irresistible.

Shi Jinzhe: "If you like, lie down and rest with me for a while."

"No need. I like to be squeezed together with you, not to be squeezed in a small space."

Sleeping in a crib and only sleeping in a crib are two different concepts, and she prefers the former.

Sheh pulled the blanket over Shi Jinzhe, and then pulled the extra part from behind and wrapped it around himself: "Rest."

"Then call me when you are tired. You must call me."

As time went by, his voice became quieter and soon he fell asleep.

Three hours later, the sun set.

The whole school is like a giant stuffed toy, with stuffed people everywhere.

On the school playground, there are two tents with orange flames, which are very conspicuous.

Waves of furry people approached and ran towards the tent outside, but before they reached the tent, the cotton had been torn apart and scattered everywhere.

Under the snowy sky, there was icicles above the playground and black and gold corrosive liquid on the ground.

The location is fixed, and the efficiency is much slower than yesterday. The plush man attacked for a while, and just like yesterday, he found it too dangerous and stopped coming.

The school became quiet, and the few scattered offenders were quickly dealt with.

As night fell, the overly peaceful school attracted some people's attention, especially the two tents, which were obviously where players were stationed.

A man with a mustache held up a telescope and said, "There are two tents and it looks like there are only four people. There aren't many people in this area."

"There are four of us, and there are twelve of us. We can give it a try. Even if there are no crystals, it would be nice to grab some props."

Another slightly plump young man was also weighing the gap in his mind.

They have a high-level player on their side, with twelve players, three times more than the other side. The boss secretly told him in the afternoon that not everyone can have crystals, and he can't spare that much energy, so it's better to use up some places first.

The young man looked at the tent, thought seriously, and came to a conclusion after a moment.

Twelve against four, the advantage is on my side, we can fight!

He put down the telescope, rubbed his red hands, and turned back to report the situation to the boss.

In the rest area, the fat young man and another girl with glasses met at the door.

The girl also came to report the situation. The senior player said that the more people there are in a zone, the more average the overall strength will be. Fourteen people entered at once this time. Except for the two who died yesterday, each of the other eleven people needs protection.

With a five-word skill card like hers, she is just a piece of cake when she comes in, and she must seek protection from high-level players.

In addition to the points competition, ordinary copies also made her life increasingly difficult. The limitation of five words became apparent, and she wanted to get a better skill card.

If she could get a three-word or even a two-word card in the brawl, she wouldn't have to obey other people's orders anymore.

The so-called protection from senior players was actually just a trick to trick players like them who were entering the points tournament for the first time into being cannon fodder. She wanted to get out of this predicament.

While I was thinking, a third person came into the corridor. He was a well-dressed young man with an elite look.

He took the initiative to speak: "Are you here to report the news as well?"

"Yes," the girl nodded slightly.

The young man did not respond, using the excuse of greeting each other, but in fact everyone knew the other's intention.

They have to demonstrate their usefulness so that they won't be abandoned so quickly.

After receiving the order to enter and leave the room, the three of them entered the room where senior players rested.