[Infinite] End Game

"I haven't seen you for so long. Actually, I have a lot of things I want to talk to you, but we can continue the gossip later. I'm here to give you this." He said, and he threw something into Chang He's hand inside.

Zong Hai's eyes were bright, and he was a little agitated, but he quickly controlled it. He let go of his arms, took a deep breath, and smiled as usual: "Look."

Chang He lowered his head, only to realize that what Zong Hai threw over was a bracelet.

"This is... my bracelet." Chang He was a little absent-minded, he rubbed the bracelet with his fingertips, and every tiny nick on the leather-like band overlapped with his memory.

Chang He was a little moved, and Tang Yu noticed that his fingers were shaking uncontrollably, obviously extremely excited.

Chang He used to be calm and self-sufficient, and good at hiding his emotions. Tang Yu rarely saw him lose his composure, and his heart twitched. When he realized it, he reached out and took Chang He's hand.

"Brother Chang." Tang Yu obeyed his will, looked up into Chang He's eyes, suddenly smiled, and said, "Come on, Brother Chang, you are the best."

Chang He was startled when he heard the words, but soon he also bent his eyes and said seriously: "Okay."

Chang He transferred all the points and props belonging to Liangshan to Tang Yu, then drew out his tactical knife and leaned it against his wrist. A piece of flesh from his hand was peeled off, exposing the white bones.

"Fuck! What are you doing!!" Tang Yu exploded, his eyes widened and he shouted.

Chang He's complexion was a little distorted, and sweat dripped down the top of his head, but he ignored Tang Yu's words, gritted his teeth, and continued to cut his hand like a carrot. Skeleton, and then let go, and the tactical knife fell to the ground.

"...help me." Chang He stretched out his hand to Zong Hai, his voice was hoarse like a stone running over glass.His clothes were soaked, and his whole body seemed to be fished out of the water, but his deep eyes seemed to have stirred up a storm, so sharp that it was impossible to look directly at him.

Zong Hai hurried forward, wanting to help him take off the bracelet he was using and replace it with his own, but Tang Yu knocked him away as soon as he approached, and took over his job.

"I'll come." Tang Yu repeated, "I'll come."

Tang Yu's voice was not much better than Chang He's at all, and even gave people the illusion that he could vomit blood as soon as he opened his mouth, but his hand was very steady, he carefully supported Chang He's finger bones, took off the bracelet and Putting on his original bracelet, he kept it steady without any hesitation, only when his hand left, a drop of tear fell on the bloody white phalanx, and the blood dripped on the ground.

Chang He's fingers curled up unconsciously. His hand was still in severe pain. Even because the pain was too strong, he should not be able to feel the weight of this tear in theory, but Chang He just felt that his heart was like It was like being burned, and the instant soreness overwhelmed all the pain. He couldn't help but want to lift Tang Yu's face, look into his eyes, and wipe his tears, but he pressed the corners of his lips and tilted his head. avoid.

Chang He's eyes darkened, and he didn't say anything else, just hanging his fingers, silently waiting for the blood to stop flowing, and the muscles and nerves to start to regenerate.Chang He thought that before, he had studied with Zong Hai and others. Before entering the dungeon, each player would draw a black lottery, and the bracelet was a specific display of the black lottery, which was equivalent to an anchor point.

The game will rely on the bracelet to distinguish players, and players also use the bracelet to record their own information.

Once the bracelet is put on, it cannot be taken off. Even if the hand is broken, it will be regenerated on the intact hands, feet, or even the neck. This design is also to ensure that there will be no black households.

Because humans are like ants to Yog-Sothoth, and just as humans cannot tell the difference between ants and ants, Yog-Sothoth cannot tell the difference between players and players. He only relies on He began to identify people with his wristband, which is why he subconsciously wore Liangshan's vest to hide himself.

The powerful recovery power belonging to Managalm repaired Chang He's body. This process lasted for about ten minutes. Chang He moved his fingers, opened and closed his palms a few times to confirm that there was nothing crooked, and then raised his spirits and opened it. Opened the personal panel to display your own information:

[Player ID: Chang He

Points: 9

props: box

The number of copies of customs clearance: 69]

Tang Yu's eyes fell on that line 69, and he couldn't help but take a breath. Chang He only entered the game one year earlier than the first batch of players on Sleeping Day, 360 and five days a year, based on the average Calculated by clearing the customs in five days, at most 73 dungeons can only be cleared. Chang He entered 69 dungeons, which can only show that he was almost sleepless that year.

"The quality of our internal beta players is very good, and it's the same when resting in the dungeon." Chang He seemed to see what Tang Yu was thinking, and explained softly.At that time, they often bound 5 people and 10 people into the dungeon, and they could often fight the boss of the dungeon half-and-half. Although they also experienced a lot of deaths, the ones who survived to the end became stronger, and they could even tear apart the dungeon of death. Looking for the core of the game directly, but even so, in the end, only Chang He himself survived.

Chang He's fingertips slid on the panel, and he opened his only prop, and saw in the description that it said 'this box contains some unknown secrets, so only the owner can open it'.

Only you can open it?

Chang He doesn't remember what he put in it at all, but since he saved this prop until the end, it must be meaningful.

Chang He chose to use it, and the small box on the panel opened with a "snap" after spinning around. The next second, Chang He passed out without even humming.

Tang Yu only felt a shadow pressing down, and when he subconsciously stepped forward, he felt his shoulders sinking. Chang He's entire face was buried in his shoulder socket, and his chin felt a dull pain on his collarbone.

"He's fine, just passed out." Zong Hai came over to look at Chang He, smiled at Tang Yu who was confused, and asked, "Do you know the black box?"

Tang Yu nodded, and Zong Hai continued: "His situation should be similar. Chang He must have come into contact with very core secrets at that time, so he chose to extract that memory and store it. What he said now should be just the information he received. Too much crashed his brain, and he should be fine when he wakes up."

"Your name is Tang Yu, right?" Zong Hai sat down cross-legged, straightened his back, patted his knee lightly, then turned his head to look at Tang Yu gently, and said with a smile, "Let me introduce myself, I It's called Zong Hai, let's say it's the former boss of 'Shen Hai', before Chang He wakes up, can you tell me about Shen Lan?"