Horror games are not important, I sleep in them

He Feng was a little confused about how difficult it was to succeed.

First of all, this person is not dead yet. He is healthy and seems to be very strong. Why is he always thinking about whether he is dead or alive?

There is a problem, a big problem.

"you……"

"I think I understand." Sheng Nancheng suddenly interrupted He Feng. He suddenly got up from the ground, looked at He Feng and said with a smile: "Brother, I want to live."

He Feng's face was full of indescribable expression. He patted Sheng Nancheng's arm and nodded perfunctorily, then quickly pulled Shen Zishu into the next carriage.

This kid is somewhat lacking in brains.

Different from what He Feng thought, this carriage was not the scene of Sang Gui’s death, but a pure white space similar to the confinement space.

It was just like the dream that He Feng often had, and He Feng felt a little confused.

No, why is it related to him again?

Behind him, Shen Zishu, who had just seen the entire picture of the carriage, paused and unconsciously tightened his grip on He Feng.

"It was actually my dream." He Feng wrinkled his nose and pulled Shen Zishu to explore the entire space: "This is weird, what does the Gou system mean? I don't understand."

The train was running normally, but the wheels often collided with the tracks, causing the carriages to sway constantly.

The warmth of another person was constantly coming from the place where their hands were holding each other. Shen Zishu stared at He Feng's back in a daze.

All of this is familiar, the pure white space, the unknown future, and the uncertainty of whether it will be a successful outcome.

too familiar.

He was so familiar with it that he should let go of He Feng's hand and push him away in the next second.

"Speaking of something that can't possibly exist." He Feng tried to twitch his nose: "Actually, I wanted to say this from the beginning. This is the subway, right? Why does the subway smell like incense?"

However, as He Feng finished speaking, the entire train suddenly sped up and began to move rapidly towards the destination.

The lights in the entire carriage flickered, the doors kept opening and closing, weird music kept coming from the speakers, and the atmosphere suddenly became very scary.

The three girls huddled together and screamed, while the remaining Duan Qiuran looked seriously at the monsters that suddenly appeared outside the train.

What surprised He Feng the most was Sheng Nancheng.

In such a terrifying atmosphere, this kid didn't cry!

"Brother, don't look at me." Sheng Nancheng choked up and said, "I'm trying to control myself and not let myself cry."

He Feng: "That's okay."

After he finished speaking, he wanted to pull back his hand and take out the Dawn Sanction, this broken train. So he pulled it out once, but it didn't come out. He pulled it out again, and hey, Shen Zishu held it even tighter.

Will this affect He Feng? How is that possible! It's not like he can't hold a knife with his left hand.

Dawn split in two again. He Feng thrust the double-edged sword into the wall of the train and threatened, "Can you stop being crazy? You're not afraid that I'll tear you apart, are you?"

The train was indeed no longer in chaos, and as the lighting was restored, the entire train returned to normal.

"Congratulations to player He Feng for finding something that cannot possibly exist. Next, this train will quickly head to the terminal without stopping. The vote is canceled. All carriages are open. I hope players enjoy the ride."

"The Death Train reminds you that death is waiting for you at the terminal 'Hope'!"

"How, how could this happen!" Jin Miao collapsed to the ground in panic: "I'm going to die, I'm going to die, we're all going to die!"

Liu Xiaomu stared at He Feng, clenching his teeth tightly: "Why did you say that thing! Why! Why did you want to kill all of us!"

Even Ma Changfeng, who was lying on the ground, forced his mouth open and pointed at He Feng, cursing: "You are a disaster! A disaster that killed everyone!"

He Feng, who was accused by them, did not speak. He sighed softly: "I forgot to tell you that I have no sense of public morality. There is no need to use such despicable tricks to attack me. I will not doubt myself, let alone blame myself, so it is useless for you to let them blame me."

"I won't be bound by anything. Even if there is, I will try my best to smash the bastard that tries to restrain me. Do you understand?" He Feng explained patiently: "Especially this kind of insignificant sense of public morality. Who do you think can survive in this game if you really try to be a kind person?"

“Wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu.” Sheng Nancheng covered his mouth and cried until he couldn’t stand steadily: “My brother is so handsome wuwuwuwuwuwu.”

He Feng: ...

He Feng turned around and left with Shen Zishu.

It's so funny. Is he the kind of person who would be very happy just because someone praises him for being handsome?

"He's right." Shen Zishu chuckled: "You are indeed very handsome."

He·Ears red·Maple: He is obviously the kind of person who will be very happy if his boyfriend praises him for being handsome, really.

The carriage that was supposed to open at the next stop was a wasteland.

The withered grass, white bones and bloodstains should be the Colosseum that Sang Gui mentioned. He Feng just took a quick glance and then entered the last carriage.

Well, it looks the same as the first carriage, and should be blank.

So there are seven special carriages in total, and two of them chose his. The horror game system must have a crush on him.

As for why He Feng didn’t mention the issue of incense at the beginning.

He wanted to ask, who would still think that the smell of incense is special after seeing garbage dumps, parks, beaches, and brothels?

The Gou system is really a dog, it's so crazy.

"Do you think this incense has any special meaning?" He Feng shook the two people's clasped hands and asked, "I don't quite understand."

"Maybe they are offering something?" Shen Zishu guessed, "There should be a place for offering at each stop, so that there will always be the smell of incense."

"Ding! Players Shen Zishu and He Feng triggered the hidden plot! The hidden plot is now updated!"

"The Death Train broadcast wizard 'Why aren't you dead yet' introduces different ways to play the Death Train's 4 routes~"

"Line 1 〈Live-Hope〉 has five stations in total. Players just need to find the non-existent items in each car!"

"Line 2 〈Ark-Hope〉 has seven stations in total. Players just need to solve the puzzles in each car!"

"Line 3, Despair - Hope, has nine stations in total. Players just need to offer incense at the designated stations and escape from the monsters!"

"Line 4 〈Death-Hope〉 has nine stations in total. Players need to vote for the NPCs hidden among their teammates and avoid their revenge. When skipping, players need to avoid monsters chasing them and fight against the monster tide at the terminal. Just find the non-existent things!"

“Death Train! Bringing you a brand new subway experience! When you go out, take the Death Train~”

He Feng and Shen Zishu only had one thing to say.

No, this makes the horror game system seem really proud, as if it has created something great.

Still out and about~ Take the Death Train~~

He Feng covered his face when he heard this.

First of all, it's disgusting; secondly, it's stupid; and finally, what on earth is it so proud of? !

"Come here, bitter face." He Feng made a bitter face and called Lu Ming over: "Since you can't die, you can work harder. Take these two things and sprinkle them in the original carriage. Thank you very much."

Lu Ming held the 5L bottle of spiritual water with his eyes wide open, silently asking He Feng if he really needed so much.

"Don't worry about it. I have plenty of money." He Feng waved his hand: "I'll keep an eye on you."

Since He Feng said so, Lu Ming could only nod. He put the spiritual water into his backpack and left quickly holding the backpack.

The train was still moving and the atmosphere in the carriage was heavy.

The reckless trio has now regained consciousness, and they have only one feeling about what they just said, that is, they really didn't care about their lives at that time.

"You lock them up in the whole house." He Feng leaned against Shen Zishu and pinched his fingers out of boredom: "Would you like to play with me?"

Shen Zishu naturally agreed, and he nodded slightly.

"That brother." Sheng Nancheng raised his hand weakly: "Actually, I also have some fighting ability..."

"Play is play, joke is joke, but don't joke with your life." He Feng dismissed Sheng Nancheng with one sentence: "What, when you can't beat the monster, you'll cry in front of him? Moo woof cries and make the monster laugh to death? Forget it."

“No, no, no, no, no, no, no!” Sheng Nancheng waved his hands frantically and even made a gesture as if he was about to punch: “I’m a good fighter! Hey! Ha!”

"Throwing those two punches is like massaging a monster's back." He Feng said disdainfully, "Don't you want to live? Did you ask for your life when you didn't want it?"

Sheng Nancheng found that he was totally defeated by He Feng in an argument. He pouted and was about to cry, but He Feng grabbed him.

"Don't speak among your family, or you'll make them laugh to death." He Feng said, "Okay, little Pa Cai, let me show you how handsome your brother is, okay."

She was unable to make any sound, but He Feng was holding her mouth so tightly that she couldn't make any sound.

Finally, under He Feng's strong pressure, Sheng Nancheng grunted and nodded.

Forget it, forget it, he really can’t beat this guy.

Just before the train arrived at the station, Lu Ming came back with the bucket full of water. He Feng's eyes widened in surprise.

"No, have you really used it up?" He Feng confirmed again that there was not a drop of spiritual water left in the bucket. He looked at Lu Ming and slowly raised his thumbs: "You are awesome."

5L of Hualing Water is not too much, but not too little either.

But He Feng only used less than 500L in the 1-acre rose plantation. Although he gave Lu Ming 5L with the intention of letting him use it all, it was not right.

"Then I'm afraid there won't be a soul in this carriage." He Feng exclaimed in amazement: "That's great, I really need someone like you."

"The train is arriving at Hope Station, the final stop. Please take your belongings with you and get off the train in order."

There were nine players left except He Feng and Shen Zishu. As soon as they got off the train, Shen Zishu used his skills to cover them.

And He Feng, the moment he saw the monster, rushed forward with cheers.

The Akatsuki vibrated with excitement in his hands, just like its master, and every time he chopped down a monster he got even more excited.

In fact, the real monster tide was only more than 20 monsters, but He Feng was among this group of players. The horror game system wanted He Feng's life the most, so it closed its eyes, pretended to shake its hands, and released 200 monsters in.

It wanted to use this kind of round-the-clock warfare to wear down He Feng, but it had no idea how powerful He Feng was.

The double-edged sword kept shuttling back and forth among the monsters, and every swing would definitely chop something off.

He Feng's laughter resounded throughout the entire terminal. The monsters' blood was spilled all over the ground, and they couldn't stop He Feng at all.

Tired? Do you find it tiring to watch other people struggling helplessly? How could it be possible?

Round battle? Aren't these cabbages there just for him to chop? How can it be a round battle? He Feng understood. This was a joke.

As for Shen Zishu, he simply helped He Feng take care of the blind spots, that is, those monsters that were secretly preparing to escape. He Feng didn't need his help.

He Feng chopped with the long sword for a while, and felt something was not right, so he switched to an axe. Immediately, he felt happier.

But after chopping for a while, He Feng still felt that something was missing. He thought about it and suddenly had a new idea.

He just bought a chainsaw.

As the small chain was pulled and the motor started, the chainsaw began to turn. He Feng's laughter mixed with the sound of the chainsaw, and with the background of a river of blood, it was like the scene of a horror movie.

The kind that is specially shown to monsters, to let them know how terrible humans are.

"Here I come." He Feng laughed: "Struggle, scream! Create more fun for me!"

Fifteen minutes later, the terminal was littered with body parts. It was the familiar scene, the familiar crazy criticism of He Feng, and the familiar bone-dissolving and spirit-dissolving water.

He Feng walked out of the flames, the blue flames devoured everything dirty, making He Feng look even more handsome.

"A friendly reminder from a madman." He Feng looked at the camera in the live broadcast room with a smile: "This horror movie is suitable for monster babies of all ages!"

[…Indeed! What my brother said makes sense!]

[I really can't refute it, I can only say, why is it not appropriate? ]

[Brother He, you are my father.]

The players who watched the whole process couldn't help swallowing their saliva.

There are 200 monsters here, not just two, not just 20, but 200! I won't leave any alive, I'll kill them all.

Ma Changfeng touched his lips which had healed due to the healing potion and couldn't help but sigh that He Feng was still very gentle to him.

"Are you tired?" Shen Zishu smiled and wiped the blood off the crazy boy's face: "Is the chainsaw heavy?"

"Tired..." He Feng deliberately dragged out the last word, and winked at Shen Zishu: "If you kiss me, I won't be tired anymore."

Would Shen Zishu refuse such a request? Shen Zishu would not.

Shen Zishu's kiss is always gentle. When their lips touch, the rubbing is like biting and sucking. It is the second kiss Shen Zishu gives He Feng after each kiss.

"I like you more today than I did yesterday." He Feng put his hand on Shen Zishu's lips: "What about you?"

"Me too." Shen Zishu placed his forehead on He Feng's shoulder and whispered, "I have loved you since the day we met."

"My dear, I have loved you for a long, long time."