Horror games are not important, I sleep in them

Sheng Nancheng had heard rumors about Island No. 10 before, such as there was no way back and it was a holy place of death for novices, but he didn't believe them at all.

And now he believed it.

No, who has to go skydiving without a parachute when entering the island? Who set this up? You’re so good at playing, you’re risking your life!

The surging airflow made Sheng Nancheng dizzy and he tried to shout, but when he opened his mouth he took in a mouthful of air, which even blew up his lips, and then he began to spin wildly in the air.

"Mother!!!"

The intense sense of crisis made Sheng Nancheng shout out with all his might, and the physiological tears caused by the stimulation flowed all over his face.

At this time, Sheng Nancheng only had one thing to say, which was:

Player 10 Island is not a place for normal people! Player 10 Island is really not a place for normal people! Player 10 Island is definitely not a place for normal people! ! !

After falling for a while, Sheng Nancheng was finally able to calm himself down. He tried to think and remembered that He Feng once said that one must buy a hang glider to enter Player Island No. 10. He didn't understand it at the time, but he understood it now.

If you don’t buy a hang glider to experience this free fall sport, you’ll be dead.

So Sheng Nancheng opened the mall and took a look at his balance. Okay, there was still 1028. He then looked at the price of the hang glider. It was even better, also 1028. He would go bankrupt if he bought it.

Wow, this is so good. The balance this time is not 1027, but just enough. He is so lucky. Is his luck going to change?

Thinking of this, Sheng Nancheng held the hang glider in his hands and floated slowly downwards. However, as he floated, the connection between the other end of the railing and the hang glider suddenly broke, and the originally stable flight suddenly became shaky.

Sheng Nan Cheng: I'm fine.

Okay, okay, here we go again, huh? Fortunately, he is used to it. As soon as he opens his mouth, I start crying.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaa!” Sheng Nancheng closed his eyes in despair and tightly gripped the railing in his hands: “Brother!!!”

Fortunately, his current altitude was not very high, so after falling while flying, Sheng Nancheng only broke his leg and was not in danger of his life.

Sheng Nancheng, who survived once again, wiped the tears from his face. He looked up at the sky above his head and simply lay down on the ground, firmly following the habit of resting where he fell.

Woo woo woo woo, he was so scared, he thought he was really going to die this time.

"Hey, are you trying to scam me here?"

He Feng's voice came from above his head. Sheng Nancheng choked up as he watched He Feng and Shen Zishu land gracefully on the hang glider.

"Yes." He just lay on the ground crying and laughing: "Please pick me up."

"Don't." He Feng squatted down and looked at the little crybaby with the corners of his lips slightly raised: "Don't you like playing backstab? Get up and dance for me, your brother?"

Sheng Nancheng did not respond. He suddenly propped himself up and turned to the side, vomiting blood.

The dark red blood spilled on the grass was particularly conspicuous. Sheng Nancheng fell back to the ground exhausted, his eyes quickly filled with tears.

He laughed at himself, looked at He Feng, who looked a little solemn, through his tears and said, "I won't pretend anymore. I'm going to die soon."

"If there really are gods, I really want to ask them why they didn't just kill me, why they wrote such an unbearable and miserable life for me." Sheng Nancheng coughed out the remaining blood in his throat, and his originally flushed face quickly turned pale: "Brother, I want to live."

"Be good, I'll protect you." He Feng bought a bottle of healing potion: "Is this still useful?"

"No, this thing has long been unable to heal my broken body." Sheng Nancheng smiled indifferently: "My health points are only 3 now, am I awesome?"

"Not at all." He Feng took out the medical kit given by the achievement system: "I'll get you to 100 in a little while, do you believe it?"

Sheng Nancheng did not answer.

When he entered the game, he already had leukemia, and a solid tumor had grown in his body, which put him in the late stage of cancer, with only 10 health points.

He had little chance of survival and wanted to die by upgrading the difficulty. However, after learning that the healing potion could heal him, he began to think about staying alive. He started working hard to make money and prolong his life by using the healing potion.

But the healing potion had less and less effect on him after being used over and over again, until it was completely useless and Sheng Nancheng began to wait for death again.

Later, he was noticed by the horror game system, which offered to help Sheng Nancheng survive in exchange for him targeting or even killing He Feng.

Sheng Nancheng's talent "Shadow" is a skill of free creation. It achieves a specified effect by overdrawing life through specific gestures. In other words, as long as Sheng Nancheng has a strong life and rich imagination, he can even create hundreds of gestures and the effects they represent, such as "induction", "treatment" and "protection" that Sheng Nancheng has used.

It’s a pity that Sheng Nancheng is almost dead, so even if he uses it, he won’t be able to use much.

"Let me see." He Feng rummaged through the pile of things and finally saw three small red bottles: "This is it, open your mouth."

Sheng Nancheng looked at the red potion, then looked at He Feng who looked indifferent and Shen Zishu who looked worried. He made up his mind and decided to give it a try, even if it meant dying a little later.

"That's right." He Feng poured all the red potion into Sheng Nancheng's mouth, and then he had time to look at the label on the bottle: "Let me see, life potion, directly restore 80% of the health points, oh, it's the right medicine for the disease."

Sheng Nancheng:……?

No, it turns out you don’t know what this is!

But he didn't have time to speak out loud, he could only close his eyes and endure the burning sensation in his body.

The burning sensation was not hot, but it was unbearable. He felt as if something was burning inside his body, as if it wanted to burn away all the diseases in his body.

The dull pain in his chest gradually eased, and his aching limbs also felt relieved. Sheng Nancheng suddenly stood up and knelt on the ground, vomiting blood again and again.

There were blood clots in the black blood. As he vomited, he felt his body begin to become lighter, as if he was back to the age of 11 when nothing had happened. He felt that he could withstand all the beatings from the dean by himself.

"Ding! The player is resurrected after upgrading! Gain a new skill: "Good times come after bad times"!"

When he couldn't vomit anything out, Sheng Nancheng crawled to the side and lay down again.

He took a few deep breaths, feeling his chest no longer hurt, and couldn't help but smile.

Sheng Nancheng raised his hand, and he watched quietly as his five fingers opened and closed, tears welling up in his eyes again.

For 12 years, he fought for his life with the disease. Today, with the help of He Feng, he finally took back the control of his body from the disease.

His health points became 83, and the test equipment told him that except for a hole in his shoulder and a broken leg, he was very healthy.

"I survived." Sheng Nancheng choked up and smiled at the proud He Feng: "Whether it's the disease or the stupid system, meeting you is like kicking a wall for them."

"What about you?" He Feng asked with a smile: "What did they encounter when they met you?"

"Meet me!" Sheng Nancheng curled his lips and became proud: "They finally hit the jackpot! Haha! Didn't expect that!"

He Feng chuckled, then leaned on Shen Zishu and laughed: "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! I didn't expect this hahahahahaha, Cotton hahahaha!"

Afterwards, Sheng Nancheng drank the healing potion provided by He Feng again, and his health points soared directly from 83 to 100. It was just as He Feng said, to increase Sheng Nancheng's health points to 100, making Sheng Nancheng healthy.

[Wuwuwuwuwuwu, help me, who understands this, this kind of redemption is really good, I cried when the little crybaby vomited blood, I really feel so sad wuwuwuwuwuwu! ]

[“Brother, please, kill me”]

[? Something in front kicked.]

[I was a little tearful, especially when the little crybaby was crying and asking why if there really was a god, why didn't he just kill him. I really wondered what he had been through. It was so painful.]

"Why did you save me?" Sheng Nancheng was a little curious: "I really wanted to kill you at that time."

"Get up, let's go home." He Feng kicked Sheng Nancheng's calf: "Why do you care about me? I am happy."

"Did I impress you?" Sheng Nancheng smiled, revealing two sharp fangs: "Did I?"

"You look much better when you smile than when you cry." He Feng also smiled: "Now that I have saved you, prepare to work like a slave for me."

Sheng Nancheng blurted out and asked directly: "If I fail to complete the task, will you shock me with electricity?"

He Feng fell into silence. He looked at Sheng Nancheng with a serious face and did not answer. He just squatted down and patted Sheng Nancheng's head.

He Feng knew who had electrocuted him and why without asking.

It's just that I was tortured by the horror game system because I failed to kill him.

In response to this, He Feng could only say that the desire to destroy the Go system has become even greater.

"Electric shock, I'll electrocute everyone to death, I'll kill everyone." He Feng stretched out his hand: "Just tell me whether you want to leave or not."

Sheng Nancheng's eyes sparkled, and he firmly held He Feng's outstretched hand: "If you say go, let's go, go, go, go, go quickly!"

He Feng: ...

He Feng: Hey, that rhymes.