Horror games are not important, I sleep in them

The copy time was 7:30 in the morning. He Feng opened his eyes on time and prepared to greet the beautiful day.

But just as he got up from the bed, he heard a shrill scream, which woke him up immediately.

"What are you doing? Is someone slaughtering pigs over there?" He Feng frowned in confusion. He rubbed his hair and got up from the bed. Looking at Shen Zishu who was busy cooking, he smiled and said, "Good morning, boyfriend."

Without waiting for Shen Zishu to reply, the door of the courtyard was hastily opened. Lu Ming's bitter face was full of solemnity at the moment. He nodded at He Feng, then looked at Shen Zishu and asked, "Did you kill anyone last night?"

After hearing his question, He Feng almost couldn't control himself and slapped him. He looked at Lu Ming with a bit of scrutiny in his eyes: "It's only been one night, why are you stupid?"

Lu Ming sighed and explained, "Xi Huamo died on top of the church."

Hearing this, He Feng raised his eyebrows, but did not express any opinion. Instead, he sat next to Shen Zishu and waited to be fed.

"I told you that your anxiety is useless." Qian Youcheng slowly walked into the courtyard and nodded to He Feng with a smile, "I'm afraid the horror game system is causing trouble again, but I care more about whether it cooks for us."

He Feng rolled his eyes.

He suspected that these two people had an automatic navigation system. As long as Shen Zishu cooked, these two people would automatically find their way over and come over to eat.

Especially Lu Ming, this guy never misses a meal.

After breakfast, He Feng followed Shen Zishu and slowly arrived at the crime scene.

Then he understood why Qian Youcheng said it was not suitable to watch after eating.

Xi Huamo's intestines were pulled out and hung on the eaves, and her internal organs were removed one by one and arranged neatly.

She was not wearing any clothes, her body was exposed, and covered with bruises from the struggle. Xi Huamo's neck was still stuck on the spire of the church. Her expression was terrified, her mouth was wide open, and according to He Feng's rough observation, the tongue inside should be gone.

"Come on, Mr. Devil." He Feng hugged Shen Zishu's waist: "Take me upstairs to have a look."

The black wings appeared colorful under the sunlight, and He Feng couldn't let go of them. He touched them again and again before letting go.

After the two men stood firmly in front of Xi Huamo, He Feng bought a blanket from the mall and wrapped the little girl up completely. Then he took her down from the top of the church roof and carried her back to the ground.

He Feng stood in front of the corpse, speechless for a moment as he watched the blanket quickly dyed red with blood. Shen Zishu ran several times, found all the scattered organs, took them back, and put them all in the blanket.

After the two of them wiped their hands with wet towels, He Feng took out his camera and took a picture of Xi Huamo's body.

The photo was quickly spit out. He Feng took it out and shook it casually, and saw Xi Huamo kneeling beside his body with a numb face.

"In the end, you are a little teary, a little annoying, a little self-righteous, a little disgusting, a little shameless, and a little cowardly. There is nothing wrong with you." He Feng nodded as he spoke, feeling that what he said was absolutely right: "I'll take your case. Now do everything you can to tell me who the murderer is."

Click! The camera was pointed at the corpse again to take a picture. He Feng took the photo and saw that the girl in the photo was pointing straight at the camera.

And the person behind the camera is He Feng.

Xi Huamo's face was distorted, she was crying and looked angry, yet she looked very fragile.

"Congratulations, you got the answer wrong." He Feng shrugged: "I'm not interested in killing someone."

After he said that, he took another photo and found that Xi Huamo in the photo seemed a little dazed, as if she was thinking.

"It can't be my boyfriend. He won't kill you." He Feng waved his hand nonchalantly: "So, are you sure you saw me?"

He Feng pressed the shutter button as he spoke, but this time in the photo, Xi Huamo was dragged backwards by something. Her expression was terrified, as if she was crying loudly, but she could not do anything because she was a soul.

He Feng frowned, put the photo away silently and looked around.

Very good, at least he didn’t see that person on the surface. The one he faced this time might not be easy to deal with.

As he thought so, the corners of his lips curled up.

That's really, really great.

Otherwise, if you always act like a crybaby, he will be annoyed and disgusted.

When others arrived, Xi Huamo's body had already been burned by He Feng.

The blue flames greedily devoured human tissue. He Feng stood in front of the burning corpse with his hands in his pockets, smiling happily.

"This copy will be very interesting." He Feng lowered his head and chuckled, as if he liked this feeling very much: "Then bring me more fun, don't let things become boring, I will look down on you."

No one was sure what was going on, only Shen Zishu looked at He Feng tenderly and stood shoulder to shoulder with him.

Although the other players had objections, they did not dare to speak out. They could only stand there and watch Xi Huamo's body burn to nothing left.

Afterwards, He Feng and Shen Zishu continued to stroll in the town.

During this stroll, He Feng also counted how many graves of various types there were.

Perhaps it was a deliberate arrangement in the copy, that all the graves added up to exactly 666, and the number 666 represents the devil in the West.

What is even more thought-provoking is that Shen Zishu can mobilize very few monsters, less than 100, and the remaining 500-odd graves are beyond his control.

He Feng couldn't bear to hear this, so he took out a shovel and started digging. Because the angle of his shovel was too tricky, He Feng had dug out the coffin before the live broadcast room could see clearly.

The coffin lid was pried open, revealing a thin corpse that still looked like a monster, but was beyond Shen Zishu's control.

He Feng thought for a moment: "Could it be the subordinates of the final boss?"

Shen Zishu looked at He Feng and felt that what He Feng said made sense.

So for the entire morning, Shen Zishu ordered the monsters he could control to dig out the monsters he couldn't control, piled them together, and then He Feng burned them directly with a bone-dissolving knife.

The monster mountain with more than 500 monsters is very spectacular, especially the bone-melting one, the blue flame goes straight to the sky, attracting all the players.

"What are you looking at? Have you never seen someone silencing someone?" He Feng said with a sigh, "If you haven't seen it, then learn from it, okay?"

The rest of the players: ...

Barrage:……

They had never seen He Feng silence someone like this.

Lu Ming, with a bitter face, looked at the fire in front of him and his expressionless face cracked.

He silently comforted himself in his heart, it’s okay, wait until this copy is over and go to Player Island No. 10 and you will be one of them.

Thinking of this, Lu Ming suddenly felt that the scenery in front of him was really nice.

He Feng, who witnessed his entire transformation, smiled without saying a word.

There's no way around it, the charm of the family-annihilation organization is just so appealing.

[I advise you not to be so handsome, otherwise I really won’t be able to control my perverted heart.]

"I know what you mean. I'll kick him out." He Feng moved his fingers and kicked the man out of the live broadcast room: "Your brother is not unhandsome. I advise you not to be a pervert. Go out and transform your inner self. You will be a good boy when you come back. Do you understand?"

[Wow! It rhymes!]

[Brother, you look so handsome, but I have a question, why burn these monsters?]

"To prevent a group fight in the end." He Feng explained: "Although cutting tofu is fun, it will be boring and lack of fun. Do you understand?"

[Okay, okay, Brother He called 1 vs 500 a group fight, right? I've learned nothing from this.]

[The previous one is wrong, it's 2 to 500, the guy next to He Ge is not a pushover either.]

At 12 noon sharp, Shen Zishu started cooking again, Qian Youcheng helped, and the rest of the people waited to eat.

Bored He Feng looked at the two brothers standing upright with some curiosity.

He walked around the two of them a few times, and finally got two glares from them. He Feng blinked, and the one who was not biased at all slapped him in the face.

"Don't look at me like that." He Feng sighed, shook his head and raised his hand: "I really can't control my desire to do it, okay."

Xie Hezhi/Xie Yunxing: …

If they were able to move, how could this weak human still be alive now!

Seeing the two men's expressions becoming increasingly gloomy, He Feng turned around and asked, "How many minutes are left before dinner?"

Shen Zishu replied while stirring the food in the pot: "About ten minutes, what's wrong?"

"Oh - boyfriend, how about opening a field for fun?" He Feng took out the Dawnbreaker with a smile and split it into two. He then said to Qian Youcheng, "Untie them and let them walk around. I can't stand those who are more arrogant than me. I'll help you beat them both."

Qian Youcheng did not refuse. Looking at He Feng's determined look, he raised his eyebrows and snapped his fingers.

The next second after Qian Youcheng snapped his fingers, Xie Hezhi and Xie Yunxing regained their freedom. They looked at each other and suddenly pounced towards He Feng.

The area of ​​the "Dead City" quickly covered the entire courtyard. He Feng bent down to avoid the attack of the two brothers. He rotated the tip of the knife backwards, stabbed backwards without looking back, and then drew the knife back. The tip of the knife was already stained with blood.

"Don't be so boring." He Feng chuckled and wiped the blood off the tip of the knife: "Don't be polite to me, just use all your strength, otherwise it will become boring."

His arrogant tone made the two brothers very dissatisfied, and they showed off their skills one after another.

Being able to become a BOSS, their abilities would naturally not be low. The bodies of the two brothers were changing rapidly. The exposed skin was quickly covered with scales, golden horns grew on their heads, their eyes turned into golden vertical pupils, and a long tail covered with scales grew behind them. He Feng couldn't help but exclaimed "Wow".

These two people are performing transformations for him, does he have to pay for it?

Unfortunately, before He Feng could ask, Xie Hezhi and Xie Yunxing attacked.

Their hands turned into claws of unknown animals, and every time they dug a claw, a big hole would be created.

However, despite their continuous attacks, they still couldn't touch He Feng at all. This man would touch their dragon horns, then jump over and step on their tails, making the two brothers so angry that their eyes could spit fire.

He Feng played with it for a few minutes and felt that he couldn't let the "Dead City" go to waste, so he straightened his expression, drew his sword and swung it, throwing the attacking Xie Hezhi aside, and then he slashed upward, cutting a fatal wound deep enough to see the bone on the neck of the unsuspecting Xie Yunxing.

Xie Hezhi was a little anxious when he saw his brother was injured. He forced himself to calm down and then really put He Feng in the position of his opponent.

"Oh, you finally know that I'm not easy to deal with?" He Feng chuckled and pointed his sword at Xie Hezhi: "Go ahead."

Xie Hezhi always thought that his claws were the hardest thing in the world, because no matter how high the level of the weapons or props in the players' hands were, they would be broken into pieces after a few claws for the two brothers.

But after meeting He Feng, Xie Hezhi found out that he was wrong.

Although the long sword in this man's hand was broken into two, it did not become fragile, but became sharper instead.

Especially the double-edged sword, which had left several scratches on his body.

After leaving the copy, their wounds would no longer heal automatically and could only be recovered by the healing potions provided by the Death Glasses. However, he was not sure whether his current injuries could be fully recovered by the healing potions, because the scars were too deep, so deep that he knelt on one knee, unable to move.

As for the other long knife, all the wounds it left were penetrating wounds. Even though it was covered with scales, the long knife still stabbed in and then quickly pulled out, leaving behind a wound that was bleeding profusely.

Xie Hezhi knew that he couldn't win.

"Don't be discouraged. If you are new, just practice more." He Feng shook off the blood on the long sword: "To be honest, I like your dragon horn. Can I cut it off and see if it works?"

Eight minutes had passed since Shen Zishu opened the "Dead City". While He Feng was talking, the two brothers' injuries were recovering rapidly.

Xie Yunxing waited until the wound on his neck was almost healed before he got up from the ground. He saw He Feng trying to attack his brother, so he gritted his teeth, grabbed Lu Ming who was standing aside, and threatened them loudly: "Stop! Or I will kill him!"

Lu Ming, who was enjoying the show, said: …

He Feng laughed at this behavior. He squatted in front of Xie Hezhi and asked, "Does your brother have no brains?"

Xie Hezhi gritted his teeth. He looked at Qian Youcheng who could control him, then looked at He Feng who was fully capable of killing him, and said, "I lost. You take the horn. Yunxing is just worried about me. Don't make things difficult for him."

"Are you convinced?" He Feng said proudly, "You are the boss, so what? You still got beaten by me."

Xie Yunxing, who was lying on the ground unable to move after his throat was cut by a knife: I really can't refute it.

Xie Hezhi, who was covered in wounds from countless knife attacks and kneeling on the ground unable to move, said: I really can't win.

"Okay, wash your hands and eat!" Seeing Shen Zishu raising his hand to greet him, He Feng stuffed Dawn into his backpack, ran to his boyfriend without hesitation, opened his mouth and waited for him to feed him: "Let me try it to see if it tastes good, hehehe."

Lu Ming, who was being strangled, patted Xie Yunxing's arm expressionlessly: "Do you want to eat or not? If you don't, I will. Let go."

Xie Yunxing let go obediently. He took a few quick steps and squatted beside his brother. The two men who looked exactly the same looked at He Feng and the others with the same confusion on their faces.

No, the horror game system idiot 13 didn't tell them when he was negotiating with them that there was a bug in the game...