Horror games are not important, I sleep in them

Jason still wanted to tell him what happened before, but He Feng saw through everything. Before he opened his mouth, he plucked a rose, physically shut the microphone, and stuffed the rose into Jason's mouth.

"Okay, let's stop here." He Feng patted the non-existent dust on his hands: "You don't have to say it. It's not that I don't need it. It's just that the time has not come yet. I still have things to do, so I'll leave first."

No matter what Jason's reaction was, He Feng waved his hand and turned away, hiding his achievements and fame.

"I am so moved by myself." He Feng rubbed his arms: "Oh my god, look at these goose bumps, I am so moved!"

It’s a pity that his live broadcast room was very quiet. Apart from the continuous rewards, no one responded.

He Feng was a little puzzled.

Given his amazing performance of pretending to have lost his memory and then recovering, his live broadcast room shouldn't be so quiet. It should be as lively as a boiling pot. Why is it so silent today?

Did the achievement system block the live broadcast room? That doesn't make sense. If it blocks the live broadcast room, who is sending gifts?

"Ding, refute, this system can affect the horror game system so that it cannot watch the live broadcast, but it will not affect the operation of the live broadcast room."

"Oh——" He Feng responded nonchalantly. Looking at the number of viewers, he was a little confused: "What's going on? Are you all silent? Are you shocked by my operation?"

The silenced person's little flower of a horror coin was about to burst, and his brother actually had the nerve to ask them why they didn't speak?

[Player He, you muted us. I rewarded you with 1 luxury cannon~]

[Player Hege, open the door. It’s me who gave you a meteor shower~]

[Player He Ge, you don’t understand the pain of being banned, so I rewarded you with 1 Flying Star~]

He Feng suddenly realized that it seemed that he had never unblocked this group of people after silencing them the day before yesterday.

"Well, you should have said it earlier." He Feng was a little embarrassed: "Say it earlier next time."

[It's a familiar statement again. Brother He, you don't care whether we live or die.]

[I’m sending you flowers that are almost gone, brother, you really don’t care at all.]

[We have been banned for almost two days, my friends, we have broken the record!]

[Is this what it means to find joy in misery? Click hard!]

He Feng ignored him and smiled apologetically: "It's also Xiao Qian's fault. Look at what happened. He didn't even remind me to let you guys out."

[Qian Fangguan: You are starting to pass the buck now.]

[It’s so funny, Qian Fangguan is jumping up and down in a panic because of He Ge’s “amnesia”, and He Ge directly throws a big pot in Qian Fangguan’s face.]

[Speaking of amnesia, what happened? That night, the live broadcast room was forced to shut down for a while. When it was restored, you were sleeping, and when you woke up, you had forgotten everything.]

"Haven't I already said it? The horror game system has a crush on me. In order to make it the only thing in my heart, it murdered me." Seeing that someone finally asked the question he wanted to answer, He Feng quickly responded, "It's a pity that it can't erase my will. My thoughts are only in my own hands."

[This is what it means to say something that is irrelevant.]

"Don't disbelieve it." He Feng said dissatisfiedly: "Before today, it had been monitoring me, otherwise why would I pretend to have amnesia."

[It seems to make sense, but I still don’t think it’s very credible.]

[Isn't it because Brother He is about to complete Rose Manor? Why did he bring this up?]

He Feng waved his hands: "I can tell from the first glance that you don't understand love. If he doesn't have a crush on me, why would he be observing me? If he doesn't have a crush on me, would he notice me? So he must have a crush on me."

[Really?]

[Is that so…]

"Right." Seeing that he had successfully led the live broadcast room astray, He Feng was satisfied: "Okay, it's indeed because your brother was able to clear the Rose Manor, but I can't rule out the possibility that it has a crush on me. I'm going to be busy now, you guys can play by yourselves."

Live audience: Silent but with weapons raised.

Countless feces gifts worth 0.5 horror coins landed in He Feng’s live broadcast room.

He Feng would care? How is that possible?

He flirted with flowers and pulled rose petals along the way before returning to the castle, where he found Flora taking a nap in front of her bed.

"Hey, that stupid dog." He Feng took a few steps forward and pinched Flora's nose: "Wake up, go find a bone."

Flora opened one eye lacking interest, and when she saw that the person coming was He Feng, her whole body became alert. She stood up instantly, standing straight and not daring to move.

As for me, the dog, my death is imminent.

He Feng, who had no idea what Flora was thinking, just thought that the dog was very majestic.

"Look at this little back, it's so straight." He Feng couldn't help but pat Flora: "This little guy is really handsome."

Flora is a German Shepherd. Because the hair on the back of the German Shepherd is generally black, it is also called a Blackback. This type of dog looks very energetic and smart. In China, some Blackbacks even become military dogs, so most German Shepherds are majestic, handsome and brave.

As for Flora, it has lived for a long time. After experiencing some things, its IQ has reached that of a human in the teens. In addition, after witnessing He Feng's indiscriminate slaughter yesterday, Flora is as obedient as a quail in front of He Feng. It goes wherever He Feng tells it to go and will never go west if told to go east.

Seeing Flora being so obedient, He Feng, who had thought she would threaten or even attack him, whistled happily.

Their destination was none other than the cemetery that He Feng had dug so hard yesterday. After a night of repairs, the cemetery had been tidied up and the coffins that had been dug out yesterday had been buried again.

Relying on his memory, He Feng found the tombstone of Joe Fergie De, pointed at the place and said to Flora: "Dig it, dog."

Flora: “Ooooooooooo…”

"Don't talk nonsense." He Feng pointed to the ground under his feet again: "Hurry up."

Flora looked down at her claws, then looked at He Feng, who looked like he was going to beat her up if she didn't dig, and resigned herself to her fate and began to dig the grave.

The four paws didn't dig much soil each time, but the results were visible. This was thanks to the fact that He Feng had just turned over the soil yesterday, so the soil was soft, which was convenient for the puppy to dig holes with its paws.

He Feng watched the puppy digging the grave for a while and felt that he had enough fun, so he picked up a shovel leaning against the side and started digging with the dog.

Why is there a shovel here, you ask?

The servants who worked hard all night yesterday will tell you that they didn't know that He Feng would dig the grave a second time.

The coffin was soon dug out, and He Feng opened it skillfully. Looking at the bones in front of him, He Feng actually felt a little familiar: "Hey, Qiao Waste, let me lend you something."

After saying that, he exerted force, pulled down the sixth finger connected with the white thread, and threw it to Flora beside him.

"Didn't you say you wanted to find bones?" He Feng lifted up Joe Fergie's arm: "Is that enough, kid? If not, there are more here."

Flora was dumbfounded as she looked at the finger bone in front of her. She didn't know whether to hold it in her mouth or not.

"You think it's not enough? No problem." He Feng pulled hard and broke Joe Fergie's arm. "Here, here, take it. Don't be polite to me."

Flora: ...

Flora wailed and ran away.

"No." He Feng was confused: "Why is it running? Is it not satisfied with the bone?"

[Perhaps it didn't expect that the bone He Ge was going to give it belonged to its master's ancestor.]

He Feng didn't care. He opened the task bar and searched for the tasks one by one.

He found the servant and asked him to expel insects from the roses, but before he could open his mouth, the servant ran away crying.

So He Feng went to find a gardener who wanted to cultivate a new variety of roses, and that gardener ran even faster than Flora.

He Feng didn't believe it, so he found the servant who loved singing and wanted others to listen to his new song. But before he got close to him, the servant looked left and right, and finally ran away quickly under the rose bush.

He Feng was completely silent.

[The boss who would throw sulfuric acid in the face, the boss who would cut off the player's head and use it as a flower pot, and the boss who would stab the player's ears with a knife no matter how nice it sounded. Their first reaction when they saw Brother He was to run away.]

[Who can tell who the boss is now? Who can tell who the boss is now?!]

"No, are you making it up, or are they just that incompetent?" He Feng couldn't help but wonder, "I just want to help others, why are they hiding from me? And the last one, a reptile wouldn't be able to do that, right?"

[Wait a minute, Brother He, why don’t you look for the reason in yourself?]

He Feng: "It's none of my business! It's none of my business!!!"

[The only thing about me that is the most stubborn is my mouth, right?]

"Be careful or I'll hit you through the network cable." He Feng threatened: "I don't believe it today!"

In fact, everyone in the live broadcast room was confused about what He Feng did.

For the whole morning afterwards, they watched where He Feng went and people would run away.

Then I watched He Feng go from being a little irritable to directly tying people up with a rope.

All the servants he met had a bad end. They were all tied up with ropes and tied into a chain. With just one kick, he kicked all of them into the rose bushes, crushing a field of roses.

He tied up Berner and threw him into Selena's room, stuffed a shovel into the bewildered Selena's pocket and told her to beat him hard.

He tied Delia and Elvis together, kicked them into the storage room, and locked the door. It feels awkward, right? So let's just stay like this.

He even tied up Henar, who had already untied his knot, directly in the small pavilion of the plantation. Seeing Henar's helpless look, he brought Ivan, who wanted to play with his elder brother but didn't dare to, and stuffed him into Henar's arms.

There were also Wang Wang and a few others who were originally watching the fun. When He Feng came over with a rope, they still had a lucky hope, so they were tied up.

At 12:02 noon, He Feng was eating the noodles he cooked. Elsalina was held in his arms, looking at the crowded restaurant and curiously pinching the ears of the rabbit doll.

"Dear guest." Jason, who was tied to the stool, smiled helplessly: "What are you doing?"

He Feng didn't even raise his head: "I'm going crazy."

[I'm back from the dungeon! I'm relieved to see that Brother He is still calm and stable!]

"I almost forgot about you." He Feng suddenly revealed a sinister smile, and then he silenced everyone: "No one can escape."

Qian Youlin, who had already broken free from his restraints, slumped in a chair. He wanted to accuse He Feng but didn't dare to, for fear of being tied up again.

He was just standing at the door watching the fun, and then he saw He Feng turn around and come towards him. It was super scary.

"Why is Brother He so scary when his memory hasn't been restored?" Qian Youlin muttered softly, "He can go crazy anytime and anywhere."

Qi Guanju couldn't bear to watch it any longer. He leaned over to Qian Youlin's ear and whispered, "Your brother didn't lose his memory."

“What?!” Qian Youlin yelled, slamming the table and standing up: “Brother, you didn’t lose your memory!?”

He Feng finished the noodles in his mouth slowly: "If you have any questions, just hold them back."

Qian Youlin lost control instantly.

Haha, he didn't have the courage to challenge his brother who had a very unstable mental state.

"I'm leaving it at that." He Feng put down his chopsticks: "I'm just a lonely good man, I just want to help you, why are you running away?"

All the people who were tied up looked at the ropes that tied them in unison, and then looked at He Feng who was sitting in the main seat with an indignant look on his face.

Lonely good guy?

They really didn't see it.

"After what you did to me, I forgot what I wanted to do in the first place." He Feng sighed, bent down and put Elsalina on the ground: "It's all your fault."

The people who were tied up fell silent.

No, so it’s their fault?

"I remember now." He Feng slammed the table and said, "I just wanted to see what would happen if I forced myself to complete the mission! You, you guys! Why are you running? Do you think I'm a ghost? Run away when you see me."

Elvis whispered: "Ghosts are not as scary as you..."

He Feng tried to calm down, but he couldn't calm down at all. He threw a chopstick directly at Elvis, hitting him on the forehead: "A sister complex has no right to talk to me!"

Elvis fell silent, his face turned red. Delia, who was tied to him, was a little surprised and turned to look at He Feng for confirmation.

"And you, you are not just being hard on the outside but soft on the inside, you are simply speaking the opposite." He Feng was speechless again: "Just be awkward, you have all died once and you are still so awkward, who can be more awkward than you."

Seeing that Delia and Elvis began to reflect on themselves, He Feng turned his attention to Bernard.

"Come on, it's your turn. You are like a toad fucking a frog, ugly but useless. Let's not talk about your bullshit ideas. What's wrong with you saying a few nice words? You don't even confess your feelings and you still want my sister to like you? Oh my God, you are simply crazy." He Feng became increasingly emotional: "I don't need to listen to Barbie's description to know how bad you are. What's wrong? Can't you just talk it out? Can't you just communicate when you have a problem? You have to make my sister constantly waste her energy, right? You deserve not to get the beauty."

"And sister." He Feng looked at Serena who was sitting next to him and advised earnestly: "If it doesn't work, we can just take a shovel and beat him to death. Why waste our time? If there is a problem, why don't we just go crazy? Instead of torturing ourselves, it is better to torture others. Our happiness is the most important. It is better to make others unhappy than to make ourselves sad. Don't you think so?"

"So, don't mess with me!"