Horror games are not important, I sleep in them

In fact, the vigil arranged by He Feng last night was very unfair, extremely unfair.

Why do I say that? Because He Feng knows that once the effect of "resurrection" is over, something will come knocking on his door, and the two-hour shift starting from eight o'clock is not his turn, so he can sleep for four hours and get some sleep.

Of course, He Feng didn't need to say much about this matter, as Wang Wang and the other three knew what he was thinking, and the people in the live broadcast room also knew it.

After all, how could He Feng have any bad intentions? He just likes to sleep and wants to sleep, that's all.

It's quite strange to say, He Feng was living a good life, but suddenly he started to suffer from insomnia. He started with difficulty falling asleep, and it took him longer and longer to fall asleep, until finally He Feng could only force himself to close his eyes and take a nap when he was so sleepy that he couldn't stand it anymore.

Take medicine? That thing is useless to He Feng.

So, he was very happy when he found that he could fall asleep after entering the game, and his mental state also improved a lot.

You see, he didn't kill all the NPCs at once, he still had a plan. How stable he is.

What, you think He Feng's behavior is crazy? Please watch the VCR:

On a certain day of a certain year, someone in the hospital where He Feng lived wanted to commit suicide by jumping off the building. There were too many people watching downstairs, which annoyed He Feng. So he snatched the firefighter's safety rope and tied it around himself. He took a run, hugged the depressed man, and swung from the top floor of the 21st floor into the window on the 20th floor that had been opened in advance, and landed safely.

On a certain day of a certain year, He Feng couldn't sleep, so he ran to the hospital building alone while the nurses were changing shifts. He climbed up to the 12th floor with his bare hands, climbed in before the nurse checked the ward, and sat obediently on the bed waiting for the nurse to come. However, he ignored the powerful surveillance cameras in the hospital and was clearly caught on camera. He was thus busted, and a generation of heroes came to an end.

On a certain day of a certain year, He Feng tied up an old man and an old woman who were deceived by a pyramid scheme, and joined the pyramid scheme himself. In just one day and one night, he tortured the organization's managers to the point of collapse. The one who was most severely tortured frantically admitted his mistakes and begged to be locked up quickly so that He Feng would not torture him anymore.

As for what He Feng had done, no one mentioned a word, but one could feel the deep despair in their crying.

There are also some more incredible things that were done by He Feng, including but not limited to twisted and dark crawling, sudden face-to-face impact, upside-down hook, there is someone behind you, etc.

So ever since He Feng was able to fall asleep, his mental state has been very stable and his behavior has been very normal.

Just like now, He Feng felt sleepy and went to bed after dinner. You see, our Brother He can fall asleep by himself without anyone reminding him.

It’s just that the people in the live broadcast room didn’t know that He Feng couldn’t sleep before, not to mention that the villagers outside had been howling since dark, especially when Li Ming stood there, they howled even louder.

[I can’t believe that He Ge has slept for four hours while hearing the NPCs howling outside. I can’t believe that I actually watched for so long.]

[Our brother He has been sleeping since 19:26 pm, now 23:36, more than four hours. How can he fall asleep so early?]

[Thanks for the invitation. I fell asleep while watching the live broadcast. Now that I’ve woken up, my brother is still sleeping.]

[No, has our Hege’s live broadcast room become a sleep-aid live broadcast?]

[Although I couldn't fall asleep in such a noisy environment, I did feel sleepy after watching it, so the above statement makes sense.]

The live broadcast room was full of heated discussions. He Feng opened his eyes dazedly when he heard the alarm ringing.

Before going to bed, he borrowed Wang Wang's mobile phone to set an alarm. Under limited conditions, He Feng recorded a sentence as the alarm ringtone, and He Feng was extremely impressed by the content of the sentence.

That is what He Feng’s doctor often said before: Child, you still can’t sleep.

Help! When he heard this, he thought of the middle-aged bald male doctor, who looked at him with kindness and regret.

Very good, I woke up instantly.

The light of the mobile phone was particularly obvious in the darkness. He Feng squinted his eyes and stood up. He stretched lazily before moving his gaze to the mobile phone.

23:56, just right, time to get to work.

Just after midnight, Liming, who was chatting with others outside, suddenly fell silent.

At this moment, Wang Wang's talent was activated. He pulled Zhou Ningning up, shouted the village and the village chief's wife, and the four of them quickly left Liming.

A strange tingling sensation crept up from Wang Wang's ankles to his back, making him feel cold all over. He leaned against the wall and dared not move at all.

"Ka-ka-ku-ka."

The sound of joints grinding was particularly obvious in the silent room. Liming twisted his neck and his arms hanging at his sides slowly joined in. The hair that was originally tied behind his head suddenly spread out and stood up as if someone was controlling it, pointing to where Wangwang and Zhou Ningning were.

There were some scattered words circling in Wang Wang's mind. They were squeezed, reorganized, and finally pieced together into a sentence. His ability to "see the world" was greatly awakened. Wang Wang brushed away the dust and haze, and completely revealed the sentence in front of him.

"Bend down and squat, reach your left hand out to the four o'clock position and hold it, sweeping forward."

At 00:00, Liming turned his head following the instructions of the hair and teleported in front of Wangwang at a speed invisible to the naked eye. He stretched out his hand towards him, but grabbed nothing.

The sharp nails that he suddenly grew passed over Wang Wang's head, sticking to his scalp. The feeling of being only one step away from death made Wang Wang's adrenaline surge. Then his own speed also exceeded the upper limit. Within almost three seconds, Wang Wang grabbed the sickle that He Feng did not bring into the house and swung it fiercely towards the front.

It was at this moment that He Feng appeared from behind with a dagger in his hand and cut off Liming's standing hair. At the same time, Wang Wang also cut Liming's right ankle.

"Well done!" He Feng praised, grabbed Liming's collar and dragged him away, then kicked him to the ground: "From now on, try not to look him in the eye."

“Brother!” Wang Wang’s voice was a little broken and trembling: “I, I, I, you, him?”

He Feng was confused. He turned around and kicked the door open. The loud noise attracted Liming's attention. While Liming looked up, He Feng met the pair of eyes that were once bright but now dull.

"Alright, alright, good dog, come here." He Feng took two steps back, and Liming followed his movements and moved forward. It seemed that Wangwang's knife had taken effect. Liming limped and his movements were not as fast as before. He Feng, who realized this, chuckled: "Oh, you have done a great job. Do you still remember the plan?"

Zhou Ningning carefully walked to Wang Wang and helped him up, then nodded to He Feng.

"It's time to end it." He Feng took a deep breath, left the house, turned around and ran towards Wu Nanchun's house: "Come on, come on, let's end this."

When the horror game found Wu Nanchun, she still had a breath left.

His stomach was cut, his waist and abdomen felt warm, and the screams of those beasts were in his ears. Wu Nanchun felt that he had never been so happy.

But just as her consciousness was hazy, the space in front of her twisted, and then, as if time had stopped, she heard someone talking in her head.

At first she thought that the god she believed in but who had abandoned her was judging her for using the most evil witchcraft. However, the development of the matter was far beyond her imagination. The voice was trying to win her over.

[A character with BOSS potential has been detected, and the system chooses to communicate with him as soon as possible.]

[Ding! Evil witch Nanchun, this horror game system sincerely invites you to join the game and start a real massacre. The system will give the following conditions. Please reply as soon as possible. 1: Resurrect all the villagers of Wangjia Village and change their attributes to undead, that is, they will not die no matter how they are killed (only external injuries), 2: Control the ghost king Liming, and the props he controls will become the bone flute, 3: Grant the evil witch Nanchun the ability of eternal life, and the identity of the BOSS of Wangjia Village in the copy. Due to his outstanding ability, the system grants the evil witch Nanchun three conditions within an acceptable range.]

Wu Nanchun felt her body being repaired quickly. While she was thinking, perhaps the horror game system wanted to please her. She saw the villagers go through two cycles, which made her feel happy and satisfied.

"I promise you, but you have to tell me what the copy is about."

After that, Wu Nanchun gave some good suggestions to the horror game system. For example, the main task one, which requires a thorough investigation of what happened in Wangjia Village before and the solutions to reach 100% in order to pass the level. Another example is the very ridiculous death condition. Another example is turning Dawn into a small BOSS who is in opposition to her. Players must choose her or Dawn in order to reach 100% of the main task one.

Before the system left, Wu Nanchun stated her three conditions.

"First, change the name of the dungeon to Dawn Village. Wang Village sounds too ugly. Second, give me a self-protection item. Third, don't interfere with my massacre."

The horror game system achieves the first and second points, but it fails to achieve the third point.

When Wu Nanchun manipulated Dawn to slaughter villagers and players day and night, the system received countless negative reviews.

It violated its promise and changed Dawn's control authority to only one day. It also changed it so that if the bone flute was destroyed, Dawn would no longer be controlled. It even rewrote the villagers' memories, deleting that hellish day and making them only remember that Wu Nanchunhui chose the 17th as the date for the massacre, and changed the number of players Wu Nanchun expected to massacre to only five in a month.

Wu Nanchun was angry. She shouted but was powerless to do anything. Finally, she got tired of everything and closed the door of her courtyard.

"Don't let me get bored again, He Feng." Wu Nanchun used the moonlight to observe his skin, which was still delicate after decades. "Come, come to me, sit on the high platform with me."

He Feng was indeed moving in the direction where Wu Nanchun was. That's right, Li Ming's movements were very slow after he was stabbed. If He Feng ran a little faster, Li Ming would not be able to catch up with him. Moreover, if he could not catch up, he would lose his target and would become like a headless fly.

He Feng: ...Okay.

This also made He Feng realize once again the power of Wang Wang's talent "Peeking into the World". After all, even he would be fatally injured if he faced Liming, but when it came to Wang Wang, he just squatted down, drew his sword, and chopped horizontally, and the BOSS's ability immediately dropped by 70%.

"Fired." He Feng cursed and waited for Li Ming to catch up. "Why don't I have any talent? Hey, what are your talents? Tell me."

After he said that, the barrage of comments became very powerful.

[My ability is to “shrink the earth into an inch”! It’s useful for escaping or traveling!]

[My skill is similar to the one above. Mine is "Teleport", which moves 10 meters to a designated location.]

[Wow, you all have special talents, mine is a normal talent, strength enhancement.]

[Don’t be discouraged, in fact, special talents are not common. I only have an ordinary talent, clairvoyance.]

[Hehe, I am not sleepy anymore after talking about this. My talent is "Hitting the Target Every Time", and my friend's talent is even better, "Words Come True", super awesome. Brother, wait for me, I have asked him to enter the same dungeon with me.]

"'Words come true'?" He Feng raised his eyebrows, watching the distance between him and Liming shorten, and then he started to move again: "This thing is good, let me see it when I get the next copy."

After walking and stopping along the way and chatting with people in the live broadcast room, He Feng finally arrived in front of Wu Nanchun's house.

Wu Nanchun, who had been waiting for a long time, found that He Feng was not as embarrassed as she had imagined. She was even running over without even taking a breath. She was stunned for a moment, and then a faint smile escaped from her lips, and then she laughed out loud, even bending over with laughter, which confused He Feng.

"You are truly the most outstanding person I have ever seen." Wu Nanchun stroked his chest to calm himself down: "Let me hear the answer I want to hear."

Finally able to stop and attack properly, Liming was particularly fierce every time he stretched out his hand.

But his long nails would always scratch the corner of He Feng's clothes, and coupled with his injured right ankle, his uncoordinated movements greatly slowed down Liming's attack speed.

He Feng was very comfortable dealing with Li Ming now. He kicked Li Ming away, took out the rope he had prepared from his pocket, and tied him up in no time while Li Ming was unable to react.

At this time, He Feng looked at Wu Nanchun, who was wearing a white cheongsam in the middle of the yard, and asked, "Auntie, who are you?"

This sentence made Wu Nanchun's face twisted for a moment, but she still suppressed her temper, raised her hand to tidy up the hair beside her ears, and said softly again: "Mr. He, you are joking. I am only 19 years old, not even older than you."

He Feng was not curious about why Wu Nanchun knew his name and age. He shrugged and said, "You are an old witch who has lived alone in a small courtyard for decades. You have the nerve to say that you are not as old as me? Come on, it is really disgusting for an old witch in her seventies to talk to me, who is only 25 years old, in this manner. Witch grandma, you are no longer old enough to act like a spoiled child, but I still understand you pretending to be young."