I picked up a boyfriend in the infinite game

Jiang Chi and Song Guicheng jumped down from the city wall, stepped on the arrows on the ground, and said without thinking: "I saw you swimming quite well just now."

Song Guicheng: "...It's OK."

Jiang Chi showed a subtle smile: "That's good."

Song Guicheng didn't understand what was good about it.

When Jiang Chi kicked him into the moat surrounding the castle, he knew what was good about it.

But unfortunately, he also knew why Jiang Chi said that the two sharks were his sparring partners.

Song Guicheng stretched his limbs, waved his arms to divide the water, moved forward at full speed, rolled up and down and left and right in the water, avoiding the attack of the shark behind him.

Jiang Chi asked him to swim around the moat.

The mako shark named Benben was nearly 4 meters long, more than 3 times his size. Its eyes were fierce and serrated. It followed him relentlessly, its eyes fixed on the human who was fleeing in front of it.

Its magnificent tail fin is like a powerful engine. Every swing of it propels its body forward rapidly. When the time is right, it will tear a piece of flesh from his body.

Song Guicheng had no doubt about the ferocity of this shark. Just listening to the sound of the water breaking and the huge mouth biting was enough to make a timid person lose his legs and admit defeat.

He choked on the salt water and narrowly escaped the shark's sharp teeth several times. The shark's rough skin scraped against him, causing him a grinding pain.

Adrenaline was wildly stimulated, rushing straight to his head and filling his limbs, making him almost feel no pain or fatigue.

The resistance in the water is very great, and both escaping and attacking are quite difficult. Even if you use 100% of your strength, it will be slowed down by half due to the water flow.

Song Guicheng swam with all his strength while avoiding the dark mouth of the shark. He was almost swallowed several times. The smell of blood and stench was close to his nose.

Ah ah ah ah ah!

Don't want to be eaten by a shark!

Can you find a more decent way to die? !

A hint of white suddenly appeared in the blurry blue - the covered bridge!

His eyes lit up, and the covered bridge that had made him feel desperate and tired just now instantly became his savior.

Because the arch of the covered bridge gradually narrows from the middle to the sides, the arch at the edge can only accommodate a small boat, and the shark is huge...

Song Guicheng took a deep breath, then dived into the water, sticking close to Benben and playing a guerrilla game of chase and hide with it.

Several times he stepped on the shark's head to float to the surface, took a deep breath, and then dodged just when the shark's mouth was about to touch him, just like walking a dog.

This action completely pissed off Benben. Benben's hatred value was raised to max. He ignored everything else and just wanted to bite this human to death.

Song Guicheng dodged the shark's attack nimbly. His oxygen and physical strength were being consumed rapidly, and his limbs were so numb that he could hardly feel its existence. He turned sideways and changed direction to lead the shark to the edge of the bridge hole.

Soon, soon.

Song Guicheng's vision was blurred, and all he could see was the rushing water and the swaying white shadows. The sound of the water breaking pierced his eardrums, like an urgent charge.

Not even close...

a little……

It's now!

Song Guicheng climbed up the bridge hole with both hands, exerted force with his arms, and quickly passed through. He bent his body and hid behind a rock on the other side. After feeling the rock behind him being hit by a huge force and making a dull rumbling sound, he quickly swam forward to create some distance.

The sound of water being cut by the sword stopped, and the rippling water surface gradually moved away from him.

He looked back and saw that the stupid fish was stuck in the small opening of the bridge, with only half of its body exposed. It could not turn its head and the narrow space also bound its fins. It could only slap the water with its tail in vain, creating a large wave. It was frustrated and helpless.

Finally got rid of it, Song Guicheng breathed a sigh of relief.

He swam back safely.

"It seems like you and Benben are getting along very well," Jiang Chi looked down at Song Guicheng, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, "You will like Shasha too."

Song Guicheng smiled: "I like it so much, I love it to death."

Jiang Chi was so wealthy that he gave him 3 points. No matter how serious Song Guicheng's injury was, he only needed to spend 1000 points to recover quickly and be full of life.

Song Guicheng could foresee how he would struggle desperately during training, and then spend all the 3 points to save his own life.

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A few days after the training began, Jiang Chi changed his morning activity from running across the corridor bridge to swimming. Of course, he was escorted by sharks all the way, and the number increased from one to two.

This saves the effort of swimming in the moat and leaves more time for other training.

The daytime training includes horse stance, rock climbing, and jumping over plum blossom poles, which are all basic skills. As his training progresses, the door locks he needs to open become more and more numerous and complex. There are also real and fake doors, and double-locked doors. There are surprises waiting for him behind each door.

He experienced and learned almost all kinds of knives, guns, sticks and clubs.

Although most of the weapons sold in the mall are cold weapons, a very small number of copies also sell hot weapons, and it is very important to learn how to use them.

Song Guicheng has an amazing talent for learning. He has an excellent memory, is hardworking and serious, and learns quickly and well.

Every day he would climb from the first floor to the top of the bell tower, and then climb down from the top of the bell tower.

Jiang Chi said that this is a multi-functional sport that not only exercises climbing and escaping abilities, but also hones one's courage.

The first time he climbed to the top of the bell tower, Song Guicheng clung to the wall to stabilize his trembling legs. He didn't dare to look down. Jiang Chi asked him:

"You have spent countless efforts to stand here. Do you want to be in a state of panic that you will fall down in the next second, or do you want to overlook this building, the spreading island and the sea in the distance?"

This is the highest point on the entire island and the place closest to the sky. Song Guicheng felt the wind blowing across his face and the sky that he seemed to be able to touch with his hand, and he had the answer in his heart.

Looking around, he saw scattered islands surrounded by fog, like pearls scattered on the sea. He then realized that these islands seemed...arranged in a very regular pattern?

Jiang Chi stood lazily on the narrow bell tower without any support, lighting a cigarette: "You will go further than me and reach a higher position."

Hearing Jiang Chi say this suddenly, Song Guicheng was stunned for a moment, and rarely let down his guard. He didn't act, but said sincerely: "I don't want to surpass anyone."

Jiang Chi shook the ash in his hand: "This is not up to you, nor is it up to me."

The ring on his ring finger glowed softly but dazzlingly: "I will die one day and go to where I should go."

He tilted his head to look at Song Guicheng, the reflective lenses blocking the look in his eyes: "Are you willing to help me?"

Song Guicheng was silent for a moment: "Help you die?"

Jiang Chi put one hand in his pocket, the wind blew the other side of his shirt away. He took another puff of his cigarette and said vaguely: "I'm tired."

Song Guicheng didn't ask him why he was tired, whether it was the exhaustion of running around in the dungeon, the ridicule and mockery in the live broadcast room, or the soul-tracing game that he couldn't get rid of.

In short, everything is so heavy. Even if you stand at the highest point, there is still a heavy sky pressing down on your head.

Song Guicheng got used to the feeling of the wind lifting up his trouser legs, and gradually he was able to relax his body and appreciate the clean and charming scenery of the Water City.

The two were silent for a while. Song Guicheng turned the jade bead on his wrist and said, "Although I don't know why you like me, and I don't know what your intentions are towards me, but I am willing to help you."

The cigarette in Jiang Chi's hand was almost burnt out. He stared at the jade bead on Song Guicheng's wrist and answered irrelevantly, "Very beautiful."

That look almost made Song Guicheng think that Jiang Chi had discovered something.

Song Guicheng asked Jiang Chi for a cigarette. This was the second time he smoked in his life, but his movements were not unfamiliar as he had practiced them countless times in his mind.

"My mother died when I was 10 years old. A few months later, the man who gave birth to me brought me a 13-year-old brother and a mother." Song Guicheng's tone was very casual, as if he was telling someone else's story.

He leaned against the pillar of the bell tower. If he took one step forward, he would fall. "My mother loved him madly at the time. She threatened him with his sick mother, my grandmother, and asked him to break up with his girlfriend and be with her."

Jiang Chi listened silently, and the hand holding the cigarette moved.

Song Guicheng didn't know why he chose this place to confide his true feelings to this person. Perhaps it was because the wind here was too empty and too free, and he also wanted to become such a wind.

But people who have tears in their hearts cannot be empty or free.

"My mother let me be born because she wanted to use me to tie that man down. Unfortunately, that man didn't love her, let alone me. My birth had no meaning to these two people."

"My mother tried almost every way to monitor that man, imprison him, and not let him talk to other women, not let him go out, and not even have normal relationships," Song Guicheng squatted down, suppressing the emotions gushing out of his heart, "It's a pity that she couldn't fight against the sky, and she died too early."

Jiang Chi did not say anything to comfort her. The only way to heal this old wound was to uncover it and let it be exposed. She would either survive with the wound or die.

"That man brought me a brother and a new mother. I felt okay with that. These two people treated me better than my mother did," Song Guicheng said, shaking a little as his cigarette burned, leaving behind ash with embers. "Later they locked me up and raised me, waiting for the day when my brother's heart failed, so they could give him mine."

He was smiling, tears glistening in his eyes, but they were fleeting: "I was sad for two seconds. Their acting was really bad. I could tell at a glance that they kept me alive because they wanted me to die."

"So I wanted to die, and thought of many ways to die, but I couldn't die, because I was still useful."

Song Guicheng paused, and then there was a long silence.

We have no control over our life, and we have no control over our death.

He is clearly alive, but no one really cares how he lives, as long as he is alive.

Song Guicheng exhaled a puff of smoke, and the blue-gray smoke blurred his vision.

He had no memory of what happened before he was ten years old, but every day since he could remember, he was losing something: losing his mother, losing the man who gave birth to him, losing the meaning of living, and losing the power to die.

Or maybe, in fact, he never had it.

The desire to own something, to hold something tightly in his hands, almost became his obsession.

He had only one thing at his disposal: his soul, which he exchanged with the gods.

He, like his mother, is crazy.

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God, please forgive my lies.

I don't want to die, not because I love my life.

Because I never got anything.

If you really have the power to turn a moment into eternity, please stop at the moment when my shadow is reflected in your eyes.

Even if I had you.

Before that moment comes, I will try my best to live until my soul burns out.