Horror games are not important, I sleep in them

After telling Sheng Nancheng the location of the villa, He Feng turned off the live broadcast, took Shen Zishu's hand and began to stroll around aimlessly.

He looked like he was worried about something, which made Shen Zishu keep looking at him.

"I'm just thinking about something, nothing." He Feng comforted him, "It's not a big deal, just a little troubled."

Shen Zishu leaned in and kissed He Feng on the forehead: "Can you tell me about it?"

What He Feng was worried about was neither big nor small.

Since the horror game system can use the condition of allowing Sheng Nancheng to survive in exchange for a good person to deal with him, the horror game can use more similar conditions to threaten more good people to deal with He Feng.

What should he do then?

Save everyone?

Besides, he was too lazy to do it, and he couldn't save so many people.

"I was thinking, if the horror game system encourages everyone to come against me, what should I do?" He Feng frowned slightly: "Kill them all?"

"No more." Shen Zishu squeezed He Feng's hand: "This won't happen again."

He Feng did not reply. He really wanted to ask why Shen Zishu was so sure, but looking into Shen Zishu's eyes he could not ask anything.

He felt that he could trust Shen Zishu, as long as he knew that this situation would not happen again.

"Then I feel relieved." He Feng said with a smile: "Even if this is really the case, I can find some bad guys to deal with me. At least I can do it."

After all, for a little crybaby, if you beat him, he might be beaten to death, but if you don't beat him, he won't feel relieved.

But He Feng guessed that someone would stand up for him.

This is indeed the case. Qian Youlin is now waiting at the door of the villa with a baseball bat. When he sees Sheng Nancheng show up, he rushes over directly.

"I treated you with my heart! You treat me like this?!" Qian Youlin yelled, pointing the baseball bat directly at Sheng Nancheng: "Hey! Backstabber! Come here if you have the guts!"

But when he saw Qian Youlin coming towards him with a weapon, Sheng Nancheng did not hide. He just quickly protected his head, then squatted on the ground, closed his eyes and waited for the baseball bat to fall.

Qian Youlin was stunned by this action. Looking at Sheng Nancheng who was so skilled, he suddenly wanted to ask him what had happened to him.

I regretted it when Shengnancheng squatted down. Why did it become a conditioned reflex again? Damn it, I didn’t perform well again.

But he waited and waited, but the baseball bat didn't fall, so he quietly opened his eyes and saw Qian Youlin standing there motionless.

Sheng Nancheng: Oh, since you don’t care about me, I’ll run away!

In a flash, Sheng Nancheng ran away, leaving Qian Youlin unable to react. He subconsciously threw a baseball bat at him, hitting Sheng Nancheng right on the back of the head.

Looking at Sheng Nancheng lying on the ground, Qian Youlin was silent for a while, then turned around and shouted, "Qi! Guan! Ju!"

When He Feng and Shen Zishu came back from their stroll, they saw Sheng Nancheng lying on the ground with a peaceful look on his face. Qian Youlin, who looked guilty, squatted beside him, holding a blanket, not knowing whether to cover him or not.

"Good fellow." He Feng couldn't help but sigh: "It's good to be young, you can fall asleep right away."

Qian Youlin hesitated to speak: "Well, I knocked him out, haha."

He Feng: ...

He Feng: "Damn it?"

No, he had just rescued this man, and Qian Youlin killed him again with one blow?

“No, no, no.” Seeing He Feng’s scrutinizing gaze, Qian Youlin quickly waved his hands: “Alive, alive, I just fainted.”

He Feng was relieved: "Oh, then you just put the person here? Just carry him in."

So when Sheng Nancheng woke up dazed, he was being dragged into the house by Qian Youlin.

Sheng Nancheng asked in confusion: "Are you going to dispose of the body?"

Qian Youlin was silent. He looked at the villa two steps away from him, then at the cliff twenty meters away, and decisively dragged the man to the edge of the cliff: "Yes, yes, dump the body."

“No, no, no, no, no, no!” Sheng Nancheng hugged Qian Youlin’s arm: “No, no, no, no, no, no! Still alive! Not dead! Still breathing!”

In the end, the two of them returned to the villa together, and He Feng had already started eating.

He sat at the dining table, slurping a bowl of noodles, and looked at the two people who had finally returned and said, "Oh, you're so slow, throw the body away."

Qian Youlin choked and simply ran to the kitchen to ask his brother for a free meal.

It’s hard for him to fight, but forget about this, he can’t win at all.

"Come on, tell me." He Feng opened the live broadcast room and pointed to the chair opposite him, asking Sheng Nancheng to sit down: "What's going on?"

Sheng Nancheng bought a detector from the mall because of his health problems. This detector is so powerful that it can even calculate how many days a person can live.

So when Sheng Nancheng was checking his physical condition one time, he suddenly found out that he only had five days to live.

At first he was very scared and helpless, but then he thought, he would die sooner or later anyway, so he just waited for death peacefully.

But the original system prompt sound suddenly rang in his mind, and the horror game system inexplicably told him that Sheng Nancheng was the only lucky one who was chosen and had a second life.

"Actually, I didn't believe it." Sheng Nancheng was in a daze: "I really refused at first."

The horror game system finally found a loophole, and found a player who was about to die. Will it give up? Of course not.

So Sheng Nancheng, who was originally resting on the player island, was suddenly dragged into a confined space by it, and the fear game system began to torture Sheng Nancheng.

Usually it uses electric shock, but when it sees that it has no effect, it puts Sheng Nancheng into a black space with no light, no response, no concept of time, no food, no water, and nothing at all, to destroy Sheng Nancheng's will. It wants to drive Sheng Nancheng crazy and make him agree to its demands.

But Sheng Nancheng always felt that he would die, so he kept holding on. He thought that as long as he died, he would no longer suffer this kind of torture and would not hurt anyone else.

But he persisted day after day, and the seed of hope became smaller and smaller until it was completely shattered.

There is endless darkness and despair around him. No one will give him any response. He is alone, insisting on never dying.

Sheng Nancheng couldn't hold on any longer.

The terrifying system offered him the opportunity to survive in exchange for him going to deal with He Feng.

"I'm really going crazy. I really can't hold on. I've really tried my best, but I really can't do it. It's too scary." Sheng Nancheng collapsed and covered his head. "After I was released, it said I held on for 19 days. It praised me for being a very powerful person. It said I would definitely be able to kill you."

Sheng Nancheng's breathing became increasingly rapid. "Do you know what the most frightening thing is? The most frightening thing is that after it sent me out of the confined space, I found that the real world was still at the moment when I was pulled into the space. It just took my consciousness in and tortured it alone. So I couldn't die even though I was supposed to die. I couldn't die even if I didn't eat or drink."

"I will go crazy. If I stay any longer, I will really go crazy." Sheng Nancheng cried and laughed: "I have no other choice, brother, I really don't have any other choice. I'm sorry, I'm a loser, but really, I really have no other choice."

He Feng said nothing.

He originally thought that Sheng Nancheng had just made a deal with the horror game system, but he didn't expect the system to treat Sheng Nancheng like this.

He Feng was trapped in the black space for such a long time without any response, that even he was not sure if he could hold on.

"The Gou system must be crazy." He Feng frowned: "How on earth did it do that?"

"Because Sheng Nancheng is dying." Shen Zishu came out of the kitchen and said, "The horror game system found this loophole to intercept Sheng Nancheng's body signals and imprison his consciousness."

He Feng looked at Shen Zishu with some surprise and said, "Is this why you told me there won't be a next time?"

"Yes and no." Shen Zishu walked towards He Feng and sat next to him. "Cases like Sheng Nancheng are rare, so it shouldn't happen again. As for those who were bought through transactions, you can definitely teach them a lesson."

"That makes sense." He Feng understood: "That's easy to say. Next time you meet someone who takes money to cause trouble, just beat him up. What about you? Do you understand?"

The live broadcast room with barrage comments is extremely lively.

[Frog, no way? If Xiaobo really does this, I will go crazy, I really will go crazy, if I were a little crybaby, I would not be able to bear it and give in, family members.]

[I can’t even commit suicide, I can’t live like this. It’s okay to be arrested, but even my consciousness is detained, what is this? There’s no fun.]

[How can this survive? Come on, how can this fucking survive! Who can tell me what to do with this? What should I do when I encounter something like this? How can I survive? How can I not give in?]

[I used to call you a crybaby. I’m sorry. I’m guilty, I’m very guilty, I’m crazy guilty, I’m sorry.]

"Then join the anti-Go system alliance." Seeing the comments were very excited, He Feng began to greet people: "Are you still worried about how to deal with the Go system? I'll teach you, once this spirit water is spilled, the Go system will be cut off from supply, and the NPCs or BOSSes will be killed or destroyed, and the Go system will directly close the dungeon. For example, I have already closed four dungeons, and how many have I participated in? Four, amazing, right?"

[Brother He, you are the true God. I declare, the true God! Return!!!]

"Brother destroyed the copy?" Qian Youlin poked his head out of the kitchen: "How come I didn't know?"

He Feng smiled mysteriously.

How could he not destroy the copies? He said he would destroy every copy he saw.

In the Death Train copy, He Feng asked Lu Ming to sprinkle the spiritual water and also gave him a pack of remote-controlled bombs.

The kind of super-dimensional bomb produced by the horror game mall that can explode with a single click anywhere.

The reason why he didn't explode in the copy was because He Feng was afraid of being taken away by the horror game system and being implicated.

Of course, another reason is that He Feng calculated that the horror game system would definitely come looking for him, so wouldn't it be more fun to detonate the bomb in front of the horror game system?

As for why He Feng knew that the horror game system would come to him.

Hehehe! Do you think that the stab that Brother He gave Sheng Nancheng was in vain?

With that one strike, the achievement system directly included the difficulty upgrade into the protection range, and directly cut off the connection between the difficulty upgrade and the horror game system when He Feng left the copy. The horror game system knew that He Feng was the only one who could do this.

Then it will definitely come to the door, giving He Feng the opportunity to unilaterally anger it to death.

What? You like this copy very much? Are you proud of it? Are you proud of it?

Oh, it exploded.

He Feng laughed like a villain: "Hehehe, I played the stupid Gou System with my hands!"