Horror games are not important, I sleep in them

Because Sheng Nancheng's crying was too abstract, every time he cried, He Feng would laugh. Then when He Feng laughed, Sheng Nancheng couldn't stop crying, and the two of them fell into a cycle.

As a result, Feng Anan, Ding Yan and Sang Gui were not so scared anymore and started to gather together to talk about their own situations, such as when they were pulled into the game, and how they all loudly cursed the system.

In the end, He Feng was a little tired of laughing, so he bought the lollipop that he had given to Elsalina from the mall. He stuffed it directly into the mooing mouth of Sheng Nancheng without even opening the package, and finally he got some peace and quiet.

After he recovered, He Feng began to look around the carriage.

How should I put it, it’s quite lively with birds singing and flowers blooming.

And have you ever seen a subway with real grass on the floor? There are even automatic sprinklers, which is outrageous.

He Feng wanted to ask, what kind of impossible things are you looking for? Is it possible for this kind of grass to exist? There are things that don't exist everywhere, right? After all this time, the system is playing guessing games.

If I have to mention this, there are things that are impossible to exist everywhere. If this isn't a guessing game, then what is it?

Really sick.

"I think we should vote for Chu Tianba." In the silence, Song Yue tried to keep her voice steady and said, "I think there are some issues with him."

"You!" Chu Tianba looked at Song Yue in disbelief. The veins on his forehead bulged, and it seemed that he was going to rush towards Song Yue in the next second: "What the hell did you say? I entered the game with you! You told them that they wanted to vote me out?!"

Song Yue shuddered all over, she subconsciously hugged her arms, turned her head away from Chu Tianba's murderous expression: "I, I don't know you, don't throw dirty water on me."

"You bitch! A slut who's been ridden by thousands of people! You weren't like this when you knelt at my feet and begged me to take you through the game!" Chu Tianba took a few quick steps and grabbed Song Yue's hair. He slapped her in the face several times and spat fiercely: "The Qinglong Society is still looking for the person who killed the second helper, right? Do you need me to help you turn yourself in?"

"I don't know you!" Song Yue struggled hard. The nail on her right index finger suddenly changed and became very thin and long. Then, the tip of the nail like a needle quietly pierced into Chu Tianba's arm. After doing all this, she looked at He Feng with tears in her eyes, her tone full of pleading: "Brother, please save me, please..."

"Save you? And then wait to be poisoned by you?" He Feng sneered. He sat down next to Shen Zishu and fell without any image. "I love to watch dog bite dog. More! I love to watch!"

"You used your skills on me?!" Chu Tianba let go of Song Yue. While checking his body, he kicked Song Yue hard in the stomach: "Okay! You dare to do this to me? Don't worry! If I can't survive, you can't survive either!"

Song Yue tried hard to protect her body and rolled backwards to escape from Chu Tianba's attack range.

After getting up, she raised her eyes and glared at He Feng fiercely: "Why don't you help me! I'm so pitiful! Why don't you help me!"

He Feng ignored him and turned around to call Feng Anan: "Come on, see what number is on her head."

Feng Anan's innate ability is "Judge", which is quite useless. He can see the number of people or things killed.

However, it was also because of this skill that Feng Anan avoided the NPCs or players who seemed gentle on the surface but were actually murderous monsters.

"76, no, that's not right." Feng Anan gave the answer and hid behind Ding Yan: "It's 76.5 now, someone is going to die soon."

As soon as Feng Anan finished speaking, Chu Tianba became completely anxious. He roared, rushed over, pressed Song Yue to the ground, and punched her wildly.

"boom--"

"Now it is, there are 77." Feng Anan's voice trembled a little. Her eyes were tightly closed, and she did not dare to look at Chu Tianba's body.

"Clean it up." He Feng waved his hand nonchalantly, "Don't throw this thing in front of me and get in my way."

Song Yue was holding a pistol in his hand and was lying on the ground, shaking constantly.

Chu Tianba's warm blood splashed on her face. The pain in her cheek mixed with the stench of blood reminded her of the first time she killed someone.

A man with a little money said he would support her, but he ate and drank with her, and finally asked her to accompany his boss to seek benefits for himself.

Song Yue killed him with a kitchen knife, which was also in Song Yue's backpack after she entered the game.

Later she used this kitchen knife to kill many people.

Men who said they would protect her but actually had affairs with several women.

Including the second-in-command of the Qinglong Society, a beast with a special fetish who would torture her to death in bed.

It doesn’t matter, her talent “Poison Bee” will help her and help her kill those beasts silently.

After the beast died, she cut the body into pieces with a kitchen knife and arranged them neatly.

When the dirty, warm blood splashed on her face, she was not afraid at all, but excited instead.

Behold, she is a righteous executioner.

Those who don't help her deserve to die.

"go to hell!"

Song Yue widened her eyes with excitement. She roared and pulled the trigger at He Feng, waiting for this self-righteous man to be killed by her as well.

But the bullet fired from the gun was blocked by a transparent wall of air.

Shen Zishu held He Feng in his arms, opened his left hand slightly and stretched it forward. The transparent air wall appeared in front of his fingertips, blocking the bullet shot by Song Yue.

He Feng fell into Shen Zishu's arms very comfortably, without even taking out Dawn.

He looked at Song Yue and pulled the trigger again in surprise, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Waste." He Feng sneered, raised his head and kissed Shen Zishu's chin: "My boyfriend can handle you with one hand."

Shen Zishu smiled helplessly, lowered his head and kissed the top of He Feng's head.

His other talent "Unknown" refreshed today is called "Empty Shield", which can create the thickest shield out of thin air. Otherwise, He Feng would have to block the bullets himself.

But since He Feng said so, he naturally wouldn't ruin He Feng's plan.

Song Yue took a few steps back, her lips trembling, and finally she smiled: "You two are really a good match, you see..."

"Whether we are a good match or not is none of your business." He Feng asked back with amusement, and began to count Song Yue's jokes on his fingers: "You are really a bully who only fears the strong and bullies the weak. You wanted to take the opportunity to persuade others to join the turtle, but you failed and got beaten up. In the end, you couldn't use your skills and wanted to kill someone, but you were discovered and beaten up again. You couldn't stand the beating and shot and killed people. Your story can be published as a joke."

Song Yue bit her lower lip, she lowered her head and looked at He Feng with squinted eyes, her eyes were full of resentment, which made He Feng want to slap her.

"Don't force me to do it." He Feng lowered his voice and said, "Put away your dirty thoughts. I don't have time to deal with you."

"People like you deserve to die." Song Yue squeezed out a word from between her teeth and pulled out the bloodstained kitchen knife: "They all deserve to die!"

“Mom!!” Seeing Song Yue rushing over, Sheng Nancheng withdrew his hands that were clasped in front of his chest and covered his eyes with his hands: “Ahhhhhh!”

However, before he could finish shouting, He Feng kicked the man five meters away and directly kicked him back to the previous carriage, the garbage dump.

"I say the same thing again." He Feng rubbed the soles of his shoes on the grass in disdain: "You have courage, but you are a loser. You are a waste."

Those who had ulterior motives quickly gave up, stood properly and dared not speak.

In the silence, Sheng Nancheng, holding his head, sobbed and spoke again: "Brother, I am also a waste..."

He Feng: "You are a cute unlucky little loser. Don't cry. If you cry, I will beat you up."

Sheng Nancheng covered his mouth and began to cry silently, which made He Feng laugh again.

"Seriously." He Feng stood in front of Sheng Nancheng: "How about if you behave yourself and follow me in the future?"

"Really? Really?" Sheng Nancheng's eyes lit up: "Then I won't cry. I'll be a good boy. Don't abandon me, brother!"

"Be good." He Feng patted Sheng Nancheng's head, looked at the six people standing in a row and asked, "I want to skip the next stop. If you have any questions, please stand up and let me see."

Liu Xiaomu laughed and said, "Brother, you are really a joker. Do you think we dare to do it?"

He Feng was satisfied: "Well, it's good that you don't dare."

"This train will arrive at the "Death" station. Please prepare to get off in advance if you are selected."

"Skip over you idiot." He Feng leaned back on Shen Zishu again: "Skip over."

"The train has arrived at the "Death" station. The player voted out this time: None."

The train doors opened and closed quickly, and then started again soon.

But this time the warning sound that was supposed to come did not come, instead the lights on the train suddenly dimmed.

In the darkness, He Feng, who had already expected that things would not be that simple, curled his lips and took out Dawn.

The grass where the players were standing suddenly began to shake violently, and something was trying to crawl out from under everyone's feet.

The players exclaimed, and the thing thought that the opening remarks were enough, so it bared its bloody teeth and cut through the grass with its claws. As soon as a sharp roar came out of its throat, its head was blown off by a knife.

The light was restored, and a monster's head fell on the grass. He Feng leaned slightly towards the panicked players.

"Excuse me for showing off." He Feng's voice was full of pride. His smile was unbridled and the long knife in his hand was still dripping with blood. He stood in front of the corpse of the monster that he had killed within five seconds of appearing and declared his victory: "Don't be obsessed with me. My boyfriend's beatings are really painful."

[The legend ends here! But! I want to say! Brother, you are so handsome! ! So handsome! ! ]

[Hmmmm, I know you have a boyfriend, but you’re still showing off. No, wait, boyfriend?! Ahh ...

[I'm so handsome that I'm looking for my head everywhere. My family, you're really so handsome! ]

[Ahhhhh! Brother, cut me!!!]

[Don't be ridiculous ahead.]

"Nothing special, just practice makes perfect." He Feng waved his hand modestly, shook off the blood on the Dawn Breaking Knife, stuffed the long knife back into his backpack, and leaned back on Shen Zishu nonchalantly: "Yes, my boyfriend, what's wrong, no?"

[What did I miss? What did I miss these past few days? He was still a BOSS when I entered the dungeon!]

He Feng looked at this person's comments and said, "Someone will tell you."

After saying that, he just left it alone.

It's so funny. Those food experts in the live broadcast room of his interaction with Shen Zishu are about to write a book, and he still needs to explain. How is that possible?

He Feng doesn't need to worry about the things in the live broadcast room. What he should take care of most now is Sheng Nancheng, the crybaby who has been mooing and crying since the lights came on.

"No, I've already killed this thing, why are you still crying? Are you mourning for it?" He Feng was speechless: "You're a grown man, why are you crying? You'll cry yourself dry soon, believe it or not? Also, mooing is quite funny, but don't keep mooing, it's boring, just bark and cry."

“Wuwuwuwuwuwu.” Sheng Nancheng wiped away his tears, hiccuped, and explained with difficulty: “But, but I have a tear incontinence physique, wuwuwuwu, it looks so ugly, it scared me…”

Now He Feng had nothing to say.

If this guy is just crying, he should at least take the upgraded player to the 10th player island to log in. Cry, right? Then one less person will cry to death. Let's see whether you are crying or trying to save your life.

But if his physical condition is like this, He Feng can't do anything about it.

He can control everything in the world, but he can’t control people’s shit and farts. So let it be.

So He Feng said: "Drink more water."

"The final stop of this train is Hope Station. The train is Line 4, Death-Hope. The next stop is Abandonment. 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 subway announcement sounded again.

Thinking about the name of each site, He Feng expressed that he was a little bit unable to appreciate it.

From the beginning, the subway was called death, and then came passing away, loss of life, and passing away, and now there is another one called abandoning the world. In short, they all mean the same thing, which is death.

This can only lead to one conclusion, the horror game system is pure insane.

What crappy names they all came up with. He thought the place of death could be called the garbage dump, which was full of garbage. If all else failed, he could just call it the Death Garbage Dump, which was so appropriate.

As He Feng was thinking, the door behind him opened, and he turned around and saw a beach.

He Feng: ...

Silence is the beach tonight.

Death is an ordinary carriage, death is a garbage dump, rebirth is a park, and death is a beach, right?

The most important thing is, who is the good guy? The subway car is so changeable! Who is the good guy?

He Feng walked in with a look of disgust on his face and saw the waves.

Okay, okay, there is not only a beach, but also a sea, right? It looks quite shallow, so there might be sharks.

Who on earth came up with such a crazy copy? It's even crazier than his mental state.