Horror games are not important, I sleep in them

This result might be expected by He Feng, but for Sheng Nancheng, it was a bit beyond the scope.

"What what what." Sheng Nancheng was stunned and used three syllables to say one sentence. He looked at He Feng and then at Duan Qiuran, feeling a little overwhelmed. He could only smile and say, "Sister, are you mistaken? I was used by the horror game system to deceive you. How did I become your real brother? Besides, I am a person who cannot live."

"You are living a successful life now." He Feng interjected, then took Shen Zishu's hand and left, leaving the space to the siblings.

Needless to say, he understands.

"You must be mistaken." Sheng Nancheng showed a very relaxed smile, but his voice was trembling: "Don't use this to deceive me, I don't believe it."

"I am just a tool used by the horror game system to deceive you." Sheng Nancheng gradually collapsed: "How could I really be your brother? How could it be possible?"

Duan Qiuran looked at Sheng Nancheng quietly.

In fact, Sheng Nancheng didn't look like him at all at the beginning, and she had been suspicious for a long time.

She is just a soul that has survived from ancient times to the present. She doesn't understand paternity testing. She only knows that the instruments in the mall can test whether there is a blood relationship.

What Duan Qiuran brought into the game was a sachet, or to be more precise, a sachet containing Duan Ruanyu's hair.

She bought an instrument, secretly collected Sheng Nancheng's hair and put it together with A Yu's hair, and came to a conclusion.

Genetic match 100%.

Duan Qiuran may not understand other things, but she still knows what 100% means.

This only represents one possibility, that is, she found her brother.

"You died on a sunny day. The sun was so bright, but you said you were cold. I covered you with everything that could keep you warm, but I still couldn't keep you." Duan Qiuran's eyes were filled with tears: "Sister's Ayu, sister's Chengcheng, you are no longer alone, I am here."

After hearing the whole cause and effect, Sheng Nancheng just stood there in a daze. He stared at Duan Qiuran blankly, as if he had returned to the day when the dean scolded him.

He was an orphan abandoned because of a congenital heart disease, a commodity that was sold at a high price but was returned because he was too panicked and kept vomiting, a punching bag for the director's mother to vent her anger, but he was never anyone's younger brother.

This word was too unfamiliar to him, so unfamiliar that when Sheng Nancheng was asked to pretend to be Duan Qiuran's younger brother, his face turned pale.

He was again called a waste and was forced to do something unforeseen, dragging an innocent soul into muddy water and harming a good person.

But now, that good man saved him, and the innocent soul was really his sister.

This was so strange, so strange that Sheng Nancheng thought he was dead.

Maybe he fell to his death when landing on the player island.

Sheng Nancheng thought expressionlessly.

It was obvious that he would never have such good luck, never.

Suddenly, Shengnan seemed to have thought of something. He suddenly opened his personal information and looked at his talents and skills.

"Player name: Sheng Nan Cheng

Health: 100/100

Luck value: 6/100

Spirit value: 76/100

Ability value: 80/100

Talent: "Shadow", that is: to achieve a specified effect by overdrawing life through specific gestures

“Misfortunes will eventually be overcome by good times”, which means: bad luck must have an end, right?

Overall rating: A-

More content to come. ”

Sheng Nancheng stared at the words "Misfortunes will eventually turn into blessings" without daring to blink.

He was a little afraid that he was dazzled, but his luck value had indeed increased a little. Does this mean that he won't be so unlucky anymore?

Has his luck really changed? Can he really survive?

"Why are you crying?"

The hand stretched out from the side held a stack of toilet paper, which made Sheng Nancheng a little confused.

He slowly raised his hand and wiped his face, touching the cold tears. It turned out that he had been crying for a long time without knowing when.

"You don't have to cry like this just to recognize your relatives." He Feng didn't know how to comment. He had never seen Sheng Nancheng cry like this before. He stood there blankly, staring at the air in front of him and crying. To be honest, he looked even more miserable. So He Feng considered his words and said, "Although your sister is dead, she is still alive now, right?"

The unstoppable tears slid down her cheeks and fell to the ground, quickly forming a puddle of water.

Sheng Nancheng looked at He Feng and suddenly broke into a huge grin. Tears streamed down his face, but they could not cover up the brightness in his smile, as if those various terminal illnesses had never extinguished Sheng Nancheng's hope of living.

The pointed little canine teeth were very obvious because of the arc of his grin. Sheng Nancheng smiled heartlessly. He looked at He Feng and said proudly: "Brother! I can't die! I can live!"

He Feng's face was full of doubts and he was ready to wave his hand to deal with it.

"I have a new talent! 'Good times come after bad times'!" Sheng Nancheng stepped on a landmine accurately: "And my luck value has grown to 6!"

He Feng: ...

He Feng: "You die!"

The anti-Go system alliance now in the villa includes the trio of Wang Wang, Gu Yuanze, and Qin Tiannan, as well as two BUGs Qian Youlin and Qi Guanju. The rest are Sheng Nancheng and the three ghosts.

As for Ms. Zhou Ningning and Ms. Shu Yao, because they had such a great time talking, they happily formed a team and entered the dungeon.

At noon, the whole group of people had hotpot. The atmosphere was very harmonious and happy, especially Sheng Nancheng. He was choked by the wide noodles but managed to get the last shrimp paste, which fully demonstrated the effect of "good times after bad times".

In response, Mr. Qian Youlin, a gambler who was sure to win, expressed his incomprehension and slammed the table, shouting, "Stop eating, there's something fishy going on."

In the end, Mr. Qian gave up only after Qi Guanju fed him a meatball.

The other Mr. He didn’t even have time to shout “Give me your life, you lucky thief”. He spent the entire meal just eating the food his boyfriend picked for him.

There was so much of the dish that when Sheng Nancheng scooped out the last shrimp paste, there were still three in He Feng's bowl.

Mr. He smiled and said that he couldn’t finish it, he simply couldn’t finish it.

At the very end, Shen Zishu and Qi Guanju cleaned up the table.

As for He Feng, Qian Youlin and another Sheng Nancheng, they ate so much that they had to walk for a long time before they could digest the food.

This time, He Feng didn't take a nap, which was a rare occurrence. He sat on the sofa, with Qian Youlin and Sheng Nancheng sitting on his left and right respectively. The three of them were slumped in unison.

"Hey, how about we leave them behind and go to the dungeon together?" Qian Youlin turned around and said to He Feng and the others, "It will be fun."

"First of all, my boyfriend can't live without me." He Feng sneered and continued, "Secondly, I won't play with a lucky dog ​​like you. Sooner or later, I will be pissed off to death."

Sheng Nancheng spoke actively: "Since I will be pissed to death sooner or later, let's fight at noon."

He Feng was silent. He Feng raised his iron fist and hit Sheng Nancheng.

“Hahahahahahaha!” Qian Youlin laughed: “Good hit! Suddenly I remembered that little crybaby took the initiative to catch the baseball bat I threw at him yesterday.”

As for what Qian Youlin said, Sheng Nancheng didn't want to admit it.

It was true that he happened to bump into the baseball bat thrown by Qian Youlin when he was running away, but Sheng Nancheng firmly believed that this was definitely not his problem.

"That's just because you're lucky." Sheng Nancheng snorted disdainfully: "How else could you have thrown it to me who's moving like a snake? How is that possible?"

Qian Youlin laughed so hard that his laughter almost killed He Feng.

But he is enjoying this atmosphere now.

A few friends live together, chatting, playing and laughing whenever they have time.

It’s really comfortable.

"Ding, congratulations to the host He Feng for achieving the achievement of "I won't pretend anymore, I'll just live my retirement life", the system will immediately issue 2 bonus points (already increased in value)"

He Feng: ...

Almost forgot about this fucking system.

He Feng was puzzled: "How can you be so mean? Are you spying on me? Are you secretly in love with me? Is that right, is that right?"

"Yes."

He Feng: ...

He Feng: "I don't speak because silence is my protective color."

"whee."

"Ding, congratulations to the host He Feng for achieving the achievement of "Silence is my protective color~", the system will immediately issue 2 reward points (already increased in value)"

"Ding, the host He Feng's points have reached: 739."

He Feng took a deep breath, suddenly got up and went to sleep.

Whoever wants this shitty achievement system can have it, he doesn't want any of it.

Is it true that everything in life is an achievement? You can achieve anything.

He is really impressed.

Because the player might be asleep on the island, He Feng no longer insisted on entering the dungeon.

But the burden on him is heavy. Although he imposed it on himself, he feels that he should bear this burden.

After all, who can be as awesome as him? No one, right?

He is a bug that walks sideways! Do you understand the value of a bug? Really.

So after resting for two days, He Feng kicked away Qian Youlin and Sheng Nancheng who insisted on sticking to him, and entered the dungeon with Shen Zishu.

What? You asked where He Feng and Wang Wang were?

He Feng will tell you that the Men’s University Organization is going to destroy the world.

How should I put it? The guy with glasses looks gentle and kind, so how come he has the talent of being a "bomb king"?

This kid can make bombs, family members. Before he left, he was given a bunch of bombs he made himself.

There is also Qingtian, a forensic doctor who is very good at judo and looks like a dark-skinned gym student. His innate skill is called "Book Pages", which can freeze NPCs for one minute, and BOSS-level ones for five seconds. He really doesn't have much damage, my friends.

Did these two people get the wrong skills?

Or is this the contrast of cuteness?

Speaking of this, we have to talk about Qian Youlin and Qi Guanju who stacked BUFFs. These two were not idle either. The "Bomb King" could make unlimited bombs, which consumed the NPC's hair. Such unreasonable things were stacked.

Not to mention the "Book Pages" BUFF that freezes the BOSS and stuns it for 5 seconds after it is released, and there is even the difficult-to-level "Shadow", which changes from consuming health points to consuming horror coins. Qian Youlin also generously transferred horror coins to this new little brother.

That's a terrifying coin, which made Chengdu dumbfounded.

In response to this, Qian Youlin said, just sprinkle some water.

Thinking of this, He Feng was speechless.

Why would the horror game system offend them? Isn't this just asking for trouble?

nerve.

The black hole pulled He Feng and Shen Zishu into the dungeon at the same time. Qian Youlin and Sheng Nancheng looked at each other, bound each other with a binding symbol, and also went through the dungeon.

Qi Guanju, who was triple-strengthened, naturally left as well.

As a result, only three ghosts were left in the entire villa: Duan Qiuran, Ding Yan, and Sang Gui.

They leaned together, looked at the scenery outside the window, and couldn't help but sigh.

So beautiful.