Horror games are not important, I sleep in them

[Stop!!! Wait a minute, why is my brother so shy? Is he shy? Oh my god, my brother is actually shy? My brother is so shameless, but he is still shy?]

[My intuition tells me that there is a problem.]

[Um. ]

"You three, get out now, quickly." He Feng rolled his eyes: "Here, three bucks, Gouzi and Organ, click the upper left corner and get out."

[Hey! He's getting mad!]

[Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! There’s actually a day when my brother gets so angry that he becomes embarrassed? Oh my god hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! ]

He Feng sneered, he clicked on Qian Youlin's homepage and muted him directly.

"What can being rude bring you?" He Feng said proudly, "Being silenced or getting beaten by me? Maybe both."

In response, he was bombarded with reward props. Brilliant fireworks and cannons filled the entire screen, making He Feng laugh like a villain: "Hehehe, struggle! Resist!"

But when he turned around and saw Shen Zishu with a smile on his face, he instantly became reserved again.

No, why are you still staring at him? Is there anything on his face?

Thinking of this, He Feng was unwilling to be outdone. He raised his hand and pointed at Shen Zishu: "You! Why are you staring at me? Do you think I am handsome, suave, and imposing?"

To He Feng's surprise, Shen Zishu not only did not hesitate or show any disdain, but nodded very seriously and gave an affirmative answer: "Yes."

He Feng's ears turned slightly red when he was suddenly praised. He turned his head and gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it, I have met my match."

[Brother! Please unblock me! I know I was wrong!!!]

"Give the organ number back to the organ." Seeing Qian Youlin jumping around with a changed number, He Feng quickly changed the subject: "Children, don't play with adults' phones all the time."

[? I suspect you are just trying to find something to say! Haha! You are definitely trying to find something to say!]

[Uh, brother, this is Qi’s official account, don’t ban me!!!]

"Oh, it's too late." He Feng sneered, and then he banned her again: "A family should be together."

And Shen Zishu, who had come over at some point, looked at the live broadcast room and nodded in agreement.

He Feng asked in surprise: "Can you see it?"

Shen Zishu smiled slightly: "I can't see it, but um."

He Feng: ...

Towards the north.

It's really hard to know what to do when you meet someone with this kind of personality!

Ahhhh! The Gou system must have sent him in on purpose to let Shen Zishu punish him!

[Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! ]

[Oh my god, I can actually see my brother being sanctioned hahahahahahahahahaha, oh my god hahahahahahahaha! Xiaobo you did a great job! ]

He Feng frowned, and seeing Qian Youlin changed his account again, he was a little puzzled: "No, why do you have so many clones?"

[Ah~ That's wrong! Qi Guan's, my brother's, and mine, that's all. Hehe!]

[Brother, you better not ban me. I will rush out and stop anyone to use his account.]

"Oh, it's none of my business." He Feng was silenced again, and this time he even closed the live broadcast room. Out of sight, out of mind. But when he turned his head, he met Shen Zishu's gaze again. He couldn't help but feel helpless: "Don't look at me! Quick, when will those three people show up?"

Speaking of business, Shen Zishu also straightened his attitude. He looked up at the sun in the sky: "After the sun sets and rises again."

He Feng understood: "Tomorrow."

He Feng did not check the time specifically when he entered the dungeon. Now the sun was blocked by dark clouds and his exact position could not be seen. He Feng could only call up the live broadcast room screen again to check the time. However, what made him speechless was that where the dungeon time was originally displayed, there was a row of asterisks.

＊＊:＊＊

He Feng was silent. He tried to hold back for a while but couldn't hold back any more. He just started to curse: "Fuck your system. You only know how to target me, right? You really show off. Look at how awesome you are. What can targeting your father bring you? Look at the two copies you've finished. You have no idea, right? Sooner or later, I'll put a knife on your mechanical brain and make you kneel down and admit your mistakes!"

After scolding He Feng, he felt relieved and even felt confident when he met Shen Zishu's blank gaze again.

He pursed his lips and smiled, then raised his eyebrows and whistled at Shen Zishu, looking frivolous and rogue: "Hey, why are you staring at me? Are you in love with me?"

Unfortunately, Shen Zishu's response was always beyond He Feng's expectations. He thought about it and asked, "What happens after falling in love?"

He Feng's posing skills were instantly ruined. He looked at the serious idiot Shen Zishu, gritted his teeth and turned away.

Forget it, forget it. A smart guy won’t fight with a fool.

Thanks to Shen Zishu, He Feng went through the entire copy in order to avoid him, and finally came to a conclusion.

The Dead City is indeed a Dead City.

The entire town is not small in area, but none of the houses are intact. It looks as if it has been through a war, with many houses damaged and desolate.

The street was empty and spacious, with some small stalls around, covered with dust, much like a country fair, except that there was no one there.

After touring the entire ancient city, He Feng confirmed once again that in such a large place, there were only him and Shen Zishu, each with a BOSS, and some phantoms that appeared at a fixed time every day.

The name "Dead City" is really good, which made He Feng look disgusted.

Just how to say it.

He Feng glanced at Shen Zishu who followed him obediently and asked his doubts: "Did you offend the Gou system?"

Perhaps this question was too profound. Shen Zishu thought about it for a while but couldn't come up with an answer. He could only shake his head innocently.

He Feng was speechless.

First, he could only watch them disappear without being able to save them, then there were the phantoms that no one could touch except himself, and then there was this cycle of more than 1,900 days.

"You've been targeted, too." Having gotten the answer, He Feng looked at Shen Zishu with a look of relief. He reached out to pat Shen Zishu on the shoulder, but then remembered that he would get hurt if he touched him, so he had to settle for the next best thing and gave Shen Zishu a thumbs up: "Brother, will you join the anti-Gou system alliance? In the end, I will carve your name on the wreckage of the Gou system as a memorial."

Shen Zishu took a while to react before answering: "Don't carve mine."

He Feng was puzzled: "Whose was it?"

The name of the old friend slipped to his lips but was swallowed back by Shen Zishu. He smiled with his eyes curved and shook his head at He Feng: "I'll tell you when you get out."

"Okay." Although it was a bit confusing, He Feng still agreed. He walked towards the most complete house and waved at Shen Zishu: "It's boring. I'm going to sleep. Don't disturb me."

There was no sound of footsteps behind him, and He Feng was a little puzzled. As soon as he turned his head, he saw the phantom of a child passing through his body and running past.

The streets that had been silent for a long time were once again filled with pedestrians. They were talking and laughing. Most of them were carrying bags and walking in groups of three or five to the market to stroll around.

In the crowd, Shen Zishu stood still, becoming the only exception who remained motionless.

The smile on his face disappeared, turned into habit and indifference, and he allowed pedestrians to bump into his shoulders, causing him to stagger.

He was clearly separated from such bustle and he could not blend into the crowd here. The unique loneliness in him made He Feng very uncomfortable.

All the phantoms can touch Shen Zishu. He Feng also guessed that all the phantoms can see Shen Zishu, but they just treat him as a piece of air and exclude him.

This was deliberate, it was meant to torture Shen Zishu.

At this moment, He Feng felt that Shen Zishu was not a BOSS, he was just a forgotten person imprisoned in a copy.

A person who angered the horror game system and was locked here and can never get out.

It is even possible that the Dead City copy was created for Shen Zishu to torture him.

After all, Shen Zishu has always wanted to save those three people, but he has never been able to do so.

He Feng felt that he should do something.

The crowd was bustling and the shouting was endless. The pedestrians deliberately bumped into Shen Zishu's body, trying to knock him to the ground and then trample on him.

Shen Zishu had long been accustomed to being alone, but today was different. He suddenly remembered that there were other people breaking into this dead city.

The long-lost heart palpitations made Shen Zishu feel that he was still alive. He looked up intuitively and saw the young man extending his hand to him again.

"So pitiful, big boss." He Feng teased, shaking his outstretched hand: "Quickly grab the top player's hand, I will avenge you."

After taking the first step, the pace could not be slowed down. Shen Zishu rushed forward eagerly and held the young man's warm hand. He Feng used a lot of strength, even if he would be hurt by touching him, he still held it very tightly.

"Okay, time is limited, it's time to kill."

Shen Zishu would remember this scene for a long time. He Feng did not take him away from this suffocating environment. Instead, he took out a dagger and dragged him into the crowd.

The pedestrians who had pretended to be blind in the past stopped acting. They screamed and ran away, but were caught one by one by the young men and killed with a single knife. Soon, a large number of them were dead.

He never intended to take Shen Zishu back to the silence of the two of them. Instead, he started killing like a little madman without regard for any losses. In the end, he killed a thousand enemies and lost eight hundred of his own, but he still laughed proudly while stepping on the corpses.

At that moment Shen Zishu guessed that it should be evening, otherwise how to explain that the young man was brighter than the sun behind him.

"Haha! Is it your turn to bully the boss? I haven't bullied him yet! All of you, die!" He Feng put his hands on his hips and laughed up to the sky. He turned around and looked at the stunned Shen Zishu with great pride: "How about it, isn't this brother handsome?"

"Handsome." The blood and the corpse disappeared quickly. For the first time, Shen Zishu overcame the scene that made him feel powerless: "Very handsome."

"There's just one question." He Feng looked at his corroded right hand and took a deep breath: "Dude, are you really made of sulfuric acid?"

Shen Zishu chuckled, and the sound of his heart beating in his chest actually made him feel a little deafening.

"No." He said, repeating his original answer to He Feng: "I am made of meat."

This time He Feng didn't feel speechless. He and Shen Zishu smiled at each other, then bought a bottle of healing potion and drank it. He watched his arm recover as before, and at the same time he keenly noticed that the recovery time seemed to have lengthened.

"I don't even know how to scold it." He Feng shook his head: "To show my sincerity, I will destroy it every time I enter the dungeon, and try to leave no one behind."

[Wow, he really makes me cry!]

[Horror Game System: Don’t come over here!]

[Believe in Hege! Support Hege! Work hard to become Hege!]

"Welcome to join the Anti-Go System Alliance. I am the leader He Feng." He Feng waved at the live broadcast room: "Someone tell me what time it is outside."

[Report to Brother He! It is 20:54 outside!]

He Feng was puzzled: "Why can't the player island and the dungeon have the same time? Why? Are you afraid that my player status is too good and my clearance rate is high?"

[…Brother He, are you telling the truth?]

[Brother! Please unban me! I was wrong! (Go to the "Go Die" live broadcast room and post this comment to get 100 horror coins)]

[Brother! Please unban me! I was wrong! (Go to the "Go Die" live broadcast room and post this comment to get 100 horror coins)]

Seeing that many people suddenly came in and spammed the screen, He Feng quickly turned off the mute function and gave himself a clean screen.

"Qian Youlin, you have too much money to burn, right?" He Feng frowned. "Hurry up and tell them to stop, or you will never be able to get rid of the ban in your lifetime."

After saying that, he closed the live broadcast room, took Shen Zishu to the most complete house, and bought a mattress first.

Although the environment was harsh, he couldn't let himself suffer. With all the quilts and pillows provided, He Feng lay comfortably on his makeshift bed.

Then he turned his head and saw Shen Zishu sitting next to the mattress.

He Feng: Oh, I forgot there’s one more person.

Seeing that He Feng started to poke at the air again after seeing him, Shen Zishu stopped him: "I'll just sit here. I don't really need sleep."

"Why don't you need sleep?" He Feng didn't understand. He took out a sofa chair and said, "Please, sleeping is the most comfortable thing, right? Lie down! Sleep!"

Shen Zishu felt a little helpless, but he accepted He Feng's kindness. He put the sofa chair away, and when he turned around to look at He Feng, he found that He Feng had fallen asleep.

Shen Zishu was surprised for a moment that he fell asleep so quickly, but he immediately returned to normal. He sat on the sofa and began to watch over He Feng.

This is completely different from before. Before, he was alone and it didn't matter whether he slept or not. After all, he couldn't leave this place and had to stay here forever. After sleeping, he might be woken up by the crowd. Gradually, it became unnecessary.

But today is different.

Another person broke into his dead city, and he didn't sleep anymore because he didn't need to, but because he had to keep watch over this person.

In fact, He Feng didn't expect that he could fall asleep. After all, he guessed that Shen Zishu would keep staring at him, and he was not sure if he could fall asleep while being stared at.

The result was that he fell into a deep sleep while Shen Zishu was putting down the chair.

He Feng was also very puzzled. He had just slept for ten hours in Rose Manor, so why was he sleepy again? After thinking about it, he suddenly realized that he was taking a nap.

It took more than two hours to kill the meatball. I was delayed for a while at the beginning when I entered the dead city dungeon. I wandered around and killed a bunch of idiots. Calculating the time, it was indeed time for He Feng to take a nap.

He Feng slept until dark and was awakened by hunger. He got up, touching his rumbling stomach and saw a pair of eyes staring at him in the darkness.

He Feng didn't react for a moment, and subconsciously punched him, hitting the man hard in the nose.

Hearing the sudden groan, the familiar sound and the stinging pain finally reminded He Feng that there was another person in the room.

"Are you a ghost?" He Feng covered his head, which was groggy from sleep, and criticized Shen Zishu: "You didn't even turn on the light, who are you trying to scare to death?"

Speaking of lights, Shen Zishu felt a little guilty for some reason: "There are no lights."

"No." He Feng didn't understand at all: "You haven't lived without a light for five years? Brother, how did you survive these five years?"