The Zerg Queen, who is assigned to me, wants to kill me!

Chapter 125 failed...

The finger, which was only half a meter away from his face, caused a gust of wind to hit Lü Cheng's face as he waved it, instantly making him stiffen.

"Lü Cheng!"

Liu Yan, seeing the still waving arms and the stunned Lü Cheng, couldn't help but cry out in fright, almost collapsing to the ground in shock.

Seeing the arm suddenly reach forward again, Liu Yan, with a surge of strength from who knows where, quickly stepped forward and tackled Lü Cheng to the ground, temporarily dodging the arm's second attack.

Lu Cheng, who had been tackled to the ground, gradually came to his senses and, with Liu Yan's help, pulled himself away from the doorway.

"Click..."

The crack around the hole in the door panel began to widen, and the shouts outside the door changed their tone, turning from doubt and dissatisfaction into anger and resentment.

"Lu Cheng, why haven't you opened the door yet! Do you want me to die out here...?"

Zhang Bochao's voice sounded strange and angry at this moment, and the other voices shouting alongside him also began to grow increasingly harsh.

"What do we do? The door was fine just now, how could it suddenly break..."

Liu Yan stared in horror at the door panel that now had an extra hand.

Lu Cheng snapped out of his daze, looked at the closed balcony, and suddenly a bold idea flashed through his mind. He had never felt his brain working so fast before.

"We can't stay in this room any longer! We have to get out, Liu Yan, we have to find a way out! The balcony... from the balcony! Liu Yan, let's get out from the balcony!"

"What? But if we go down from the balcony, we'll just come back here?!"

Liu Yan was very puzzled by Lü Cheng's decision. They had tried this method before, descending from the balcony to the first floor, but each time they went down, they would return to the second-floor balcony.

"I don't mean going down from the balcony, I mean finding a way to get from this balcony to the balcony next door!"

"If we can't go down, can't we just go to the side? Don't hesitate! This door is about to give way, let's block it with something first and then try again! Liu Yan, hurry up!"

As he spoke, Lü Cheng quickly pulled Liu Yan to his feet and piled some of the things that had been moved away back up.

After opening the balcony door, he used the curtains and sheets he had pulled down to estimate the distance before forcefully throwing the tied-up brass table lamp over there.

"Bang...bang!"

The sound of the door being hit grew louder, pushing the pile of items aside.

Liu Yan turned around anxiously and was so frightened that his legs went weak. He saw a face that looked extremely similar to Wei Ning sticking out from the crack in the door.

His face was covered in a sticky, snotty substance, like a snot-covered fruit from some galaxy—it was utterly disgusting.

"Liu Yan...why won't you open the door..."

Wei Ning seemed to sense Liu Yan's gaze, turned his eyes to look at him intently, and continued to ask questions while a wide smile appeared on his lips.

Liu Yan looked at the strange expression on his face, as if he were talking to her...

'I've found you'

"Lu Cheng, Lu Cheng and the others are in! Are you done?!"

Liu Yan roared in terror. Infected by his emotions, Lü Cheng turned around and saw Wei Ning's appearance.

He was equally astonished, his forehead instantly covered in cold sweat. His throw had failed; he had gripped the cloth too tightly.

Seeing Wei Ning's gaze directed at them, they couldn't help but tremble even more. They turned their heads away, forcing themselves to calm down and suppress their fear. They tried again, but failed once more!

Feeling the fear behind him and the failure of his throw again, Lü Cheng couldn't help but sob uncontrollably. He gripped the cloth in his hand even tighter and looked at the balcony that seemed so close at hand, a look of despair on his face.

"Lu Cheng!! Zhang Bochao is in too! Why did you stop?! Throw it over there quickly! What's wrong with you?"

Liu Yan looked at Zhang Bochao's head, which, like a slug, squeezed in through the gap on Wei Ning's side, looking in their direction with a strange and excited smile on his face, which looked very... creepy.

Liu Yan couldn't help but urge Lü Cheng beside him in alarm, only to find him standing there motionless, seemingly powerless.

"Lu Cheng? What's wrong? Why did you stop? Come in quickly!"

Liu Yan shouted anxiously, not understanding why Lü Cheng was suddenly like this.

"Liu Yan... I'm sorry, I'm too scared, I don't have the strength, I can't throw it... Waaah..."

Lu Cheng looked at the anxious Liu Yan with some guilt. Liu Yan was in a very bad mood. This sudden emotion was completely out of control, and no matter how hard he tried to suppress it, it was no use.

They are just immature male insects, and have not undergone any training or basic daily activities. The fact that they have managed to survive until now is entirely due to their own character and their respective family experiences.

The fear of facing life and death at this moment far exceeded their capacity to bear.

Seeing Lü Cheng's somewhat broken state, Liu Yan felt a sense of panic. But looking at Zhang Bochao and the others behind him, trying to squeeze in more people, he suddenly remembered the way his female father fought.

His father's calm and decisive demeanor in the face of enemies and beasts stronger than himself has always been the goal he admired since his youth.

His comfortable life over the years has made him lose his former persistence, but his previous passion has still left him with some foundation.

Liu Yan lowered his head, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm his emotions, imagining what his female father would do at this moment, imagining himself completing the game in a holographic game.

"Lu Cheng, give me the thing... I'll try it!"

Liu Yan reached out and grasped the fabric hanging from Lü Cheng's hand. He spoke to Lü Cheng, who was still holding it tightly, trying to sound calm, but his trembling voice was still very obvious.

Looking at him, Lü Cheng felt her negative emotions ease slightly, and she let go of his hand, wiping away her tears.

"I'll go with you! You throw the balls, I'll guard the door!"

Lu Cheng handed him the fabric, stood up, went back to the room, and found some things to block the balcony door, trying to prolong the time it took for them to come in.

Liu Yan looked at the balcony not far away, calculated the approximate distance in his mind, increased the weight of the throw again, stood at the right angle, and threw it with all his might!

fail……

Once again, it failed!

"Bang...bang...Lu Cheng..."

The opening in the room door widened, and Zhang Bochao and the others, seemingly oblivious to the need for courtesy, rushed in one direction, still calling out for Lü Cheng and the others.

Even though the opening in the door was enlarged, it still couldn't let them all come in at the same time, which gave Liu Yan and the others more time.

Having experienced two failures, Liu Yan now felt the same sense of collapse that Lü Cheng had just felt.

'Try again! Try again! I need to find my father, I can't die here, I can't die here!'