Don't provoke mentally ill people in the infinite flow genre!

With You Ming dead, Shen Yubai decisively pulled the iron hook from his palm. He was covered in blood and ran towards Yi Zanglan's location without stopping.

"Lanlan!"

He practically roared, so much so that the sound echoed down the corridor.

In the midst of their fierce battle, Yi Zanglan and Yue Feng glanced at him simultaneously, and in that instant, he had already rushed in front of them.

"Don't get in my way!"

Yue Feng caught a glimpse of You Ming's corpse in the distance and immediately felt agitated. He changed his target and swung his hammer at him fiercely.

Shen Yubai could have avoided it.

...but he had no intention of avoiding it at all.

His face darkened, and he resolutely stepped forward, using his own body to withstand the blow.

The spiked hammer slammed heavily into his chest, causing his bones to cave in. He coughed up a mouthful of blood, then immediately locked his arms and used the momentum of his backward lean to drag the hammer to the ground.

At the same moment, Wu Ying suddenly appeared from the side, pressing her entire body against the spiked hammer, making it impossible for Yue Feng to lift up for the time being.

Yue Feng roared and gathered her strength, trying to throw the two of them off, but Yi Zanglan was much faster than her.

Yi Zanglan braced his hands on the hammer handle and pressed down, using the momentum to flip himself up and leap into the air. In mid-air, he pulled his legs back and locked Yue Feng's neck, while his other hand gripped the fruit knife and plunged it into Yue Feng's chest.

This strike didn't hit a vital spot, so it wasn't enough to kill Yue Feng, but it did manage to loosen Yue Feng's grip.

Both of them lost their balance at the same time. Just before they were about to fall, Yi Zanglan released Yue Feng, braced himself with one hand to get up, and the moment he landed, he overtook his opponent, exerted force in his arm, and suddenly snatched the wolf-tooth hammer.

She spun around and retreated, swinging her hammer with a whooshing sound as it crashed down on Yue Feng.

Yue Feng had already stood up, but he was a step too slow and his head was smashed by the hammer.

Blood splattered.

She stood there, her expression blank, seemingly unable to believe what had happened, and then she just collapsed straight down.

In the unwritten rules of the Misfortune System, high-level weapons will automatically absorb the mental energy of their owners. If you rashly use another player's high-level weapon, it will also backfire on your own mental energy. Those with weak mental energy may suffer serious damage on the spot, or even lose control and go crazy.

Yi Zanglan threw away the spiked hammer, leaned against the wall, and closed his eyes.

After a brief moment of dizziness, her senses returned, and she vaguely heard Wu Ying speaking in a tearful voice.

"Captain, Old Shen... he's dying."

Even with S-level high damage resistance, it was impossible for him to withstand Yue Feng's hammer blow. Shen Yubai's sternum was almost shattered. He lay there, trembling all over, coughing up blood uncontrollably.

Yi Zanglan squatted down beside him, looking down at him with a hesitant and reluctant expression.

"...Lanlan," Shen Yubai said hoarsely, "I...I can't hold on any longer..."

There are still twelve hours left in this game, and he definitely won't last until nightfall, but if he dies now, it will be counted as being killed by Yue Feng.

Yue Feng is already dead. The system usually determines this based on the order of time. If someone is killed by a deceased person, then the two tokens he currently possesses are essentially buried automatically, and neither team can obtain them.

Each token will eventually be counted as a point. It would be such a pity if the hard work and achievements of the teammates were lost like this.

"Lanlan, the rules only say... you can't kill other players, they don't say... you can't kill your teammates..."

Killing a teammate and transferring the token to oneself is permitted under the rules of this game.

Yi Zanglan was stunned. At that moment, she saw an incredibly gentle determination in his eyes, and she also understood that this was the best solution.

Preserving the team's tokens to the greatest extent possible and winning the highest score is the common goal of everyone.

"Lanlan..." More blood kept gushing from Shen Yubai's lips. His eyes were starting to glaze over, but he stubbornly kept them half-open, hoping to see her face clearly.

"I'll be waiting for you in the spectator area... okay?"

"it is good."

Without further hesitation, Yi Zanglan helped him up from the ground, put her arm around him with one hand, and raised the knife in the other, aiming it at his back.

She whispered in his ear, "See you later."

The blade fell swiftly and accurately, piercing his heart without causing him further pain.

Shen Yubai's hand fell to his side. He rested quietly on her shoulder, his expression peaceful, as if he were even smiling.

The system showed that the two tokens he possessed were indeed registered under her name.

Outside the window, it was already light.

* * * * * *

When Yi Zanglan and Wu Ying arrived downstairs, they found that Wei Tai was already dead, while Qin Shaoyu was lying next to him, still alive.

He used his skills to steal the opponent's high damage resistance and forcibly switched positions upon landing, which saved him from dying on the spot and allowed him to hold on until she arrived.

He could barely speak, but he could only weakly raise his hand, point at Wei Tai, then at himself, and then gently rub his thumb across his throat.

He killed Wei Tai, obtained a token from Wei Tai, and now he is asking Yi Zanglan to kill him.

This is in the team's best interest, and he should make sacrifices for it.

Yi Zanglan took a deep breath, trying her best to remain calm. She leaned down and whispered in Qin Shaoyu's ear, hearing him mutter to himself in a barely audible voice.

"Captain...praise...praise me..."

"Shaoyu." She called his name with a smile, expressing her approval gently and earnestly, "You did a great job, you're amazing, you truly deserve to be called the God of Wealth."

Qin Shaoyu smiled with relief. He grasped the hand holding the knife, the tip of which was pressed against his chest, indicating that he was ready.

He finally succeeded; there were no cowards in Black Wind Stronghold, and he himself was never a useless person.

He had given her the loyalty and courage she valued most, without reservation.

……

……

By the end, the Black Wind Stronghold team had acquired a total of eight tokens.

Midway through their journey on campus, the two encountered Yu Qing, who was using her skills to gather information.

The two sides accidentally bumped into each other. Remembering Yi Zanglan's previous warning, Yu Qing turned around and ran away decisively like a gecko, as if she had never been there.

In terms of roaming tactics, the Spring Water team has reached the top level.

It's late at night, and there's still one hour left in this game.

Yi Zanglan and Wu Ying sat side by side on the rooftop of the laboratory building, enjoying the breeze and gazing into the distance.

Perhaps because the silence had lasted too long, Wu Ying couldn't help but want to speak first, but she was really not good at comforting people. After hesitating for a long time, she only said one sentence.

"They're watching you on the screen, you have to smile."

"There's nothing funny right now, you laugh for me."

"?"

Sometimes Wu Ying was really speechless with anger at this woman, but after pausing for a long time, she still awkwardly leaned over.

"I understand. Even disregarding deaths within the game, it's still a cruel thing for you to personally end your teammates' lives," she whispered. "So, do you understand how they felt back on Ghost Island?"

Moreover, at that time, the teammates would most likely face the actual death of their captain.

"I've always understood," Yi Zanglan sighed. "I also hope that such a situation will never happen again."

Separation in life and death are compulsory courses in human life, yet she has studied this course again and again, and still hasn't passed.

She doesn't like studying, that's the truth.

Wu Ying shifted her position and sat opposite Yi Zanglan, carefully observing his expression.

She hesitated for a moment, then, as if making a firm decision, she took Yi Zanglan's hand with great care.

"Captain, as long as you're willing, everyone in the team will always follow in your footsteps. No matter where you want to go, we'll never be apart."

"Of course, I know you don't believe in forever, but you must believe in the promises made at this moment."

Right and wrong, good and evil, sorrow and joy, love and hate, gratitude and resentment.

We are willing to accept everything that belongs to you, and we feel deeply honored.

"This is our love for you," she repeated firmly. "Yi Zanglan, do you hear me? We love you."

The night breeze ruffled her disheveled long hair, and the moonlight blended into her clear eyes, creating a dreamlike and gentle scene.

Yi Zanglan was stunned for a long time. She belatedly looked down and saw that the bracelet on her right wrist had turned into a bright gold color.