Horror games are not important, I sleep in them

The train door was manipulated to open, and the horror game system stood up and walked out of the train without any hesitation.

"I hope you can really get hope." The horror game system raised its right hand and placed it in front of its chest, leaned forward slightly, and bowed to the players: "I'll wait for you to take that impossible victory."

"Doors closed, train moving."

As the mechanical prompt sounded, the players' eyes fell on the horror game system on the platform outside the window. The train began to shake, and the sound of the wheels rubbing against the tracks was ear-piercing. The humanoid machine named Zheng Xiangtian was cut in half.

"Cut in half." He Feng clicked his tongue a few times, turned his gaze back to the carriage, looked at the stunned players and shrugged: "That's all."

Players:…

This is a cut in half! Cut in half!!!

"The final stop of this train is Hope Station. The train is Line 4 Death-Hope. The next stop is Death. Please stand firm and hold on. The train is about to start."

"The horror game system reminds you that there are NPCs among the players. Please find them and vote for them. Players still have three chances to skip. If you cannot choose a candidate or skip when you arrive at the next stop, the system will help you vote randomly. If there are still NPCs on the train when you arrive at the terminal, it will be considered that the player has failed to pass the level. Please work hard~"

"Horror game system friendly reminder~Please carefully observe the things around you that cannot exist~"

The train continued to move forward, and the tightly closed door between the carriage where the players were waiting and the carriage in front suddenly opened, revealing an unknown space. He Feng and Shen Zishu looked at each other and stepped into the carriage in front first.

The remaining players looked at each other, and finally decided to follow.

Compared to the cleanliness of the previous carriage, this carriage is dirty and messy.

All kinds of household garbage were piled on the ground, and the leftover food gave off a rotten smell that made people feel dizzy.

As soon as Sheng Nancheng stepped into the carriage, he was overwhelmed by the stench and quickly returned to the original carriage. When his nose no longer felt sore, he looked at He Feng and Shen Zishu, who had no expression on their faces, and couldn't help showing an expression of admiration.

"It just disgusts people." He Feng took a quick look around the environment and came to this conclusion. He moved closer to Shen Zishu and said, "If you say it's bad, you should look for the problem with itself. It has nothing to do with us, right?"

Shen Zishu nodded and was about to answer when he suddenly caught sight of something. The smile on his lips disappeared instantly and his whole temperament became extremely cold.

He Feng noticed something was wrong and looked in the direction Shen Zishu was looking and saw a pile of garbage. He was a little puzzled, but he still picked up a small wooden stick and started to dig up the garbage.

Mmm, stinky socks, yue.

Well, dead pigeons, more Yue.

Hmm? A transparent little fox pendant? Looks familiar.

He Feng picked up the pendant with a small wooden stick and showed it to Shen Zishu: "Do you recognize this?"

To be honest, there was quite a lot of garbage in that pile, with a lot of various things. This pendant was quite inconspicuous, but it attracted He Feng's attention, which made Shen Zishu nervous.

"What's wrong?" He tried to remain calm: "Do you like it?"

“No, no, no, no.” He Feng quickly threw the pendant down and tried to prove his innocence: “I don’t like garbage!”

"What if it's not trash?" Shen Zishu asked, "What if it's just a pendant, a pendant I gave you."

"Of course I like it." He Feng felt a little puzzled. He turned his head and looked at the pendant on the ground with some uncertainty: "You want to give me something like this?"

Shen Zishu did not answer He Feng's question. Instead, he looked at the garbage around him and said, "It really only disgusts people."

He Feng was satisfied and started to poke around with the small wooden stick.

Before he noticed, Shen Zishu wrapped the pendant in a towel and stuffed it into his backpack.

After doing all this, he looked at the players huddled at the door without saying a word. He just smiled at them, raised his hand at his side, and pointed at Chu Tianba in the crowd.

Although he didn't say a word, the players knew what Shen Zishu meant.

If they guessed correctly, if they dared to tell that person about the garbage collector, that person would kill them like Chu Tianba was incontinent.

Haha, it looks like they can’t beat this one, hahaha.

In life, just don't let yourself suffer too much when you are suffering.

"It looks like these things won't appear on the subway." He Feng poked a deflated swimming ring with a small wooden stick and said, "What a weird reminder."

"Then, what should we do?" Sheng Nancheng covered his nose and stretched out his hand to fan the air in front of him, trying to blow away the unpleasant smell: "Besides, there are no clues now..."

He Feng did not respond and turned to look at Shen Zishu.

Seeing him looking at him, Shen Zishu nodded affirmatively this time.

In fact, when horror games were first established, there was no such thing as a live broadcast room.

So Ding Yan is one of the NPCs that the players are looking for, an unlucky guy who died in the game a long time ago and whose consciousness was pulled here to work after his death.

"Come here, Xiao Ding." He Feng, who got the reply, called out loudly, "Come here, I want to ask you something."

Ding Yan hesitated a little, but then she thought, since she was a player, what was there to be afraid of? She mustered up her courage and strode forward.

"Very good, our little Ding is very courageous!" He Feng took out the Dawnbreaker again and put it directly on Ding Yan's neck: "Now tell me, what were you doing before you entered this dungeon?"

"I'm here!" Ding Yan shouted in panic. The words she wanted to say stopped at the tip of her tongue. She looked at He Feng and suddenly remembered something: "I, I'm here..."

Before she entered this copy, she was bitten by a shark.

The sea water was very salty, and the feeling of water constantly rushing into her mouth and nose made Ding Yan tremble violently. She seemed to be dragged into the deep sea by a shark again, and finally drowned in the hopeless sea.

"I..." Ding Yan covered her chest and knelt on the ground: "I s..."

"Okay! Cleared!" He Feng took back the Dawn that was on Ding Yan's neck. He pointed the tip of the knife at the next person: "Come on, what were you doing before entering the dungeon?"

There were a total of 16 people entering the train. In addition to He Feng and Shen Zishu, there were Ding Yan and the silly system who had been confirmed to be NPCs. Among the remaining 12 people, He Feng only found one person who was in the same situation as Ding Yan.

Also a girl, her name is Sang Gui.

How should I put it? The Gou system still has some brains.

It allows dead players to participate in this dungeon as NPCs, so that the NPCs will think they are still players, and the real players will not be able to tell who the NPCs are.

Of course, it doesn't matter even if they know they are dead. This type of people probably have already negotiated the terms. They will definitely hide themselves and become real NPCs. If they try hard not to be discovered by the players and finally kill all the players, the horror game system will definitely reward them.

So I have to say, the stupid system still has some thoughts.

It’s a pity that He Feng never plays by the rules.

Don’t you know that he won’t vote?

It’s so funny, he has a cheat.

"Come on, Gouzi." He Feng looked at the live broadcast screen with a smile: "Give me some reference answers."

[The guy named Shengnancheng doesn’t give me a good impression, but he should be a real player.]

[Duan Qiuran is a little suspicious. My intuition tells me that there is something wrong with her.]

[There was a guy named Luo Wei who also made me feel uncomfortable.]

[Brother, please pay attention to Ma Changfeng, Song Yue and Geng Bo. The looks of these three people make me uncomfortable.]

[Feng Anan seems to be afraid of something, brother, you can ask her.]

He Feng carefully read Wang Wang's comments, raised his head and called out, "Feng An An! Who! Step forward!"

Feng Anan was a little nervous, but still took a step towards him, a little timidly: "I am, but, but my name is Feng Anan..."

"Is this important? Not important." He Feng waved his hand, looking at the little girl who seemed at a loss as to where to start, he could only point to the place next to him: "Come here, I want to ask you something."

"Oh, oh." Feng Anan trotted over, stood beside He Feng and looked up at him: "What's wrong?"

As Feng Anan stood beside him, He Feng fell into silence.

He Feng looked at the little girl who just reached his chest and asked curiously: "How old are you? How tall are you?"

"Ah?" Feng Anan blinked: "I'm 21 years old, 146cm tall, what's wrong?"

He Feng, who is 182cm tall, looked silently at Shen Zishu, who was half a head taller than him, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

“Hahahahahaha!” He Feng fell on Shen Zishu with laughter: “Oh, I suddenly feel like the three of us standing together are a family of three, hahahahaha!”

Feng Anan looked at He Feng who was laughing, and then looked at Shen Zishu who was hugging He Feng's waist with a doting look on his face and also smiling. He suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and subconsciously walked towards the two of them.

He Feng wiped the tears from his eyes and asked, "Hey, what were you afraid of just now?"

Feng Anan's whole body froze, and she now completely hid behind He Feng.

The little girl trembled a little, stretched out her hand to pinch the hem of He Feng's clothes, and whispered: "Here, everyone here has killed someone..."

He Feng didn't care: "Oh, then what?"

Feng Anan pursed her lips: "Well, then these rubbish have killed people... Is this normal?"

He Feng retracted his smile, pointed at the small wooden stick he had been holding with his toes and asked, "What about this one? Has it been killed before?"

Looking at the number of words jumping on the stick, Feng Anan nodded vigorously: "Killed! Four lives in total!"

He Feng: ...

Good! Disgusting!

He had to admit that he was a little stumped.

Seeing He Feng frantically wiping his hands as the number above his head was rising, Feng Anan smiled and asked in a low voice, "How come you have killed so many people?"

"Hmm?" He Feng asked while wiping his hands, "Does the NPCs in the dungeon count as well?"

"It's all settled." Feng Anan nodded, and suddenly began to admire He Feng: "You're so awesome!"

"Don't worship me. I'm just a legend. If you want to see me, go to the 'Go Die' broadcast room." He Feng chuckled, "Can you please help me secretly check who else has killed the most people besides me?"

Feng Anan told He Feng everyone's numbers one by one.

Among them, Shen Zishu ranked first in terms of number of people. Apart from him, the highest number was Luo Wei with 1375, and the rest were all less than .

[Lowei killed all players, he is an NPC.]

He Feng looked at Wang Wang's comments without saying anything, nor did he immediately tell others who the NPC was.

He just looked at the two people squatting in the corner, hugging each other and crying, and for the first time he didn't know what to do.

"Will we really die?" Sang Gui asked He Feng, tears about to fall as she spoke: "I don't want to be used, I don't want to die again and again, I'm afraid..."

"I don't want to either." Ding Yan wiped his face: "Can you help us?"

How could He Feng object?

He stuffed the two men into Feng Anan’s arms, looked at Sheng Nancheng with a face full of “Save me” and said with some amusement: “Come on, if you can’t survive, you come too.”

Sheng Nancheng hurried over and joined He Feng's queue directly, feeling very relieved instantly.

“Wuwuwu, brother.” Sheng Nancheng’s mouth curved downward and he was about to cry again: “I really, um!”

He Feng was quick to buy a steamed bun from the mall and stuffed it into Sheng Nancheng's mouth to save him from crying: "Shut up, I don't want to hear you cry."

Sheng Nancheng sniffed his nose and started to eat the steamed bun.

Woo woo woo, it’s so delicious.

"Okay, I'll protect these people." He Feng clapped his hands and said, "Listen to me, the remaining two NPCs, if you take the initiative to stand up now, at least there is room for you to turn back, and you don't have to die too miserably. If you wait for me to catch them personally, it will not be a good look."

The remaining nine people looked at each other with wariness in their eyes. Although they were somewhat dissatisfied with He Feng's words, no one dared to refute.

But when they heard that there were two NPCs between them, things got lively.

"If you are an NPC, please stand up quickly, or my brother will kill you." Liu Xiaomu said loudly. He rubbed his hands and smiled flatteringly, and wanted to find He Feng: "Are you right, brother?"

Before He Feng could tell him to get out, Liu Xiaomu was forced back by a look from Shen Zishu.

"Don't do this, I find it disgusting." He Feng leaned on Shen Zishu and looked at Shen Zishu's aggrieved face with some amusement: "What's wrong?"

"You seem to be very popular." Shen Zishu hugged He Feng tightly, feeling a little aggrieved: "Will they snatch you away?"

When he met those watery eyes, He Feng felt like his heart was about to melt. He quickly held Shen Zishu's face, stood on tiptoe and kissed him several times.

"Oh, why are you so pitiful?" He Feng kissed Shen Zishu's forehead: "How could that be? If they dare, I'll chop off a few for you to cheer you up."

Shen Zishu hummed aggrievedly and buried his head in He Feng's neck. He raised his eyes and glared coldly at Liu Xiaomu who was trying to curry favor with him.

Liu Xiaomu and others: …

No, will they fight over this carnivorous plant?

Buddy, do you want to see how scary that look you had just now was?

Let them rob you, do you think they dare?