I'm a god in the infinite game

The wood carvings gradually took shape, and the corpses under the stakes were restlessly trying to climb up.

Bai Yi twisted and reminded Nishen: "Alex, the mainline npc, finally woke up! Nishen, hurry up and finish his story line, and we will unlock the rest of the [trueend] line here."

Ni Shen hummed, and looked up at Alex who woke up: "Although I know that the whole world is just a deception created by the power given to you by the evil god, I still don't understand why you turned into the evil god in the end believers."

"—even to the point of sacrificing everyone's life to the evil god in the end to create the illusion you want."

Alex moved the hands tied behind his back, but said nothing.

Ni Shen calmly continued: "In this world of war, a huge explosion occurred in the small town the night before yesterday. Someone poured paint on the town's arsenal that night and ignited it."

"The entire rainforest was blown up, and almost all the soldiers in the rainforest were killed, but these soldiers didn't really die, but turned into a kind of half-dead living dead strangely, with corpses and corpse parts in the form of walking throughout the rainforest."

"Whether it's blowing up the arsenal with paint, or giving so many people the special potion you invented, did you do it yourself?" Ni Shen asked.

Alex lowered his head, with blood dripping from the ends of his hair, he laughed nervously twice: "It's me."

Nishen sighed.

"...We found you unconscious not far from the exploded arsenal. After confirming that you were still alive, we led you to avoid monsters and run around until you were caught by this group of old-school undead aborigines. sacrifice, and you just woke up."

"You killed so many people, isn't this contrary to your original intention of saving people? Why do you do such a thing?"

"...Because I can't save anyone." Alex slowly raised his head, his eyes stared blankly at the broken old wood carving, "Even in this illusory world, I can't save anyone .”

Rebel God followed Alex's line of sight, paused for a moment on the smiling face of the old evil god, and continued to ask: "What happened in the real world line?"

"...It happened..." Alex's eyes were in a trance, his face twisted, as if he was caught in painful memories that he couldn't bear to look back on, "I saved Guy, but Guy... was still dead and burned. Turned into ashes, there is no possibility of resurrection at all.”

"Guy died on the eve of the Great War."

"At that time, I desperately wanted to use my medicine to change everything, to save everyone, to save this great war..."

Alex smiled mockingly: "But who knows, I'm the one who set the arsenal ablaze with paint in the end?"

"But this cowardly, deformed country, which I once protected, dare not even record what happened in history."

Alex sneered loudly: "They dare not write that it was me, a native who was born and thought without any defects from childhood to adulthood, a doctor who was dedicated to saving everyone, and set fire to that warehouse because he discovered the evil of war .”

"They're writing that a bunch of natives raided the ammunition depot to justify their war - the natives are as stupid and hopeless as their recruiting ads say, and well worth their enslavement and Exploded to pieces."

Ni Shen asked: "During the war, what did you do?"

Alex was silent for a few seconds, his voice was hoarse: "...I signed up for the Assault Team [-] after Guy's death. I wanted to take advantage of the chaos and go deep into the indigenous tribes to see the one who gave me the power to reverse life and death. Can you give me an answer to save everyone."

"It rained heavily on the day of the war. When I swam across the lake, I was shot by five or six bullets, and I was dying." Alex seemed to want to laugh, but the corners of his mouth pressed down, showing an expression of crying. "...But I failed to die, I saw the wood carving of the evil god."

"Then, I lay on my stomach in a pool of blood, looked up at the wooden sculpture, and I didn't even have the strength to speak. I could only pray and ask in my heart, God, can you save everyone..." Ya Alex's tone was in a trance, "...I don't remember how long I prayed. Suddenly, I heard this sculpture talking to me."

Ni Shen reacted very quickly: "Driven by extreme desire, you heard the oracle of the evil god? What did he say to you?"

Alex's expression was blank: "He said he could grant my wish, but asked me to play a game with him."

"If I win the game, I don't have to pay the price of wish fulfillment. If I lose the game, I will be stuck in this game forever."

Against the gods: "What game?"

Alex became short of breath. He looked at Adverse God, and said word by word: "A game he designed called "Jungle Borderlands"."

Ni Shen asked: "What is the content of the game?"

Alex took a deep breath, and looked sideways at the broken old wood carving of the evil god: "He will set the timeline of the world line back to seven days before everything happened, and provide me with unlimited Red paint from an army of undead."

"I have a total of ten chances to reload the file and restart. He will continue to set the timeline back to seven days ago. As long as I am within these seven days, one time out of ten times I can prevent the final battle from happening. This game I win, or I lose."

Alex lowered his head: "I agreed to his request."

Ni Shen looked at Alex firmly: "So what did you do in this game?"

"In the first game, I chose to prevent Guy from rebelling, and persuaded him to stay in my own army through the undead potion. I said that I would secretly save the dead natives and my own soldiers through the undead potion."

"At that time, I was still very naive, and I still had unrealistic expectations for my own side." Alex blinked weakly, "...I thought that as long as I gave them the final victory, the war would be over. "

"I chose to assist my own army."

"I tried my best to keep the secret of the potion, but soon, these people who were revived by me found that they were resurrected after death, and after a period of time, they were not afraid of harm at all, and they reported the secret to both parties. organize."

"There is no better soldier than the living dead who have not been fully resurrected, because I am in my own organization. After they learned the effect of the potion, they forced me to create a large number of undead troops."

"Of course I refused, no matter what kind of torture they use. Whoever threatens me, I will bite to death and refuse to agree. I know that I have the potion of the living dead, and all this can be done again." Alex paused awkwardly After a while, he continued, "—but I didn't expect that they actually found a group of volunteers."

Ni Shen asked: "What volunteer army?"

Alex's breathing became short of breath: "They brought a group of one hundred recruits to me, then covered their eyes, pointed guns and flamethrowers at them, and asked me if If I didn’t come out with potions to save them, they shot them to death and burned their bodies completely with a flamethrower, burning them to ashes.”

Nishen was stunned, he seemed to realize something suddenly, and looked down at the dry wood-like corpses under his feet: "These are--"

"That's right," said Alex. "These are the bones of those volunteers."

Alex closed his eyes: "The first time, I didn't agree, and the second time, I gritted my teeth and still didn't agree."

"They were shot and burned in front of me. Time and time again, the youngest volunteer inside was only 15 years old, with a pair of immature gray-blue eyes. After being covered with a black cloth, he rolled on the ground for half an hour before he stopped struggling. These volunteers Some were burned to black bones that could be salvaged, and some were burned to ashes that could not be salvaged at all."

"After countless times of torture like this, I finally broke down. I took out the potion and saved one of the volunteers."

After finishing speaking, Alex remained silent for a long time this time. The sides of his face were trembling constantly because of some intense emotion, and his voice was hoarse and unreasonable:

"Then after these volunteers stood up from the ground, the senior officers who had been watching by the side actually applauded, and this group of volunteers who had just been rescued by me happily took off the black cloth and saluted the senior officers , happy to report that they accomplished their task."

Alex's eyes were bloodshot: "I didn't know until then that all these teenage volunteers came here voluntarily."

"Every volunteer soldier who fell because of my neglect of life will receive a five-cent martyr medal. The superior officer told these children that I hold a very powerful biochemical weapon in my hand, which can transform the dead into human-shaped weapons. .”

"But because of my pickiness and selfishness, I don't think everyone is eligible to be transformed, so I don't want to use this potion on everyone."

"They told this group of children, I want to give you a dangerous task, kill you first, and then let me pick some people from the dead to get the right to be transformed."

"Those who are not selected are warriors who died for the victory of the war, and those who are selected will soon become heroes of the war."

Alex was breathing so fast that his voice was broken: "—They told these children that the soldiers who died died because of my cruelty, and the soldiers who survived lived because of the war."

"Every volunteer who was killed standing in front of me signed up voluntarily for the victory of the war."

Alex clenched his fists, and the expression on his face gradually became numb: "They grabbed my weakness, I couldn't watch them die so cruelly in front of me, they began to bring volunteers over in batches, and sometimes even In order to stimulate me to take out the medicine, I will also use torture on these volunteers, forcing me to watch closely."

"And I clearly know that these volunteers are willing to accept these tortures. For the victory of the war, they can endure any torture."

"I rescued more and more soldiers, my own undead army grew stronger and stronger, and the war still broke out."

Alex exhaled: "But because of the undead army in that battle, in order to save military expenses, only these undead soldiers and cold weapons were used, which did not meet the evil god's requirements for the scale of the war, so I did not lose the game. "

"And the war with the natives was over. It was the sixth day, and when I thought in a trance that I was going to win the game so tragically, something happened."

Alex gritted his teeth and said: "The creation of the undead greatly stimulated the desires of the military officers and the government. They felt that these undead were simply perfect weapons for war, and they secretly approved another war—to plunder with this Rainforest as the border, all the territory on the opposite side."

"On the afternoon of the seventh day, I watched with my own eyes that they took the lead in smashing a cannonball, which caused a counterattack from the other side, and then wrote in the report that the other side took the lead in attacking us, and launched a full-scale war."

Alex said dryly: "It was a terrifying battle. I lost the first game and applied to the evil god to go back to seven days ago."