Horror games are not important, I sleep in them

The horror game system's tone was no longer harsh, and even had a flattering tone, which made He Feng laugh.

"Oh, you're scared so soon?" He Feng snapped his fingers and turned the flame he got from Satan into a double sofa, and sat on it with Shen Zishu: "Come on, let's play a quiz game. If I'm right, you make a ding sound, and if I'm wrong, shut up. Can you do it?"

"Ding!"

"As expected of an artificial idiot, you learn very quickly." He Feng said with satisfaction: "First question, when did you start to contact Karamuel, after Satan came to that town?"

The horror game system did not answer. It looked at He Feng with great confidence and its processor buzzed.

"Oh——" Seeing that the Gou system was silent, He Feng understood: "That was before Satan came to the town."

"Ding!"

He Feng continued to ask: "So that potion, controlling Satan, was all your work, right?"

"Ding!"

He Feng nodded and continued, "You didn't know Dino was still alive, so you didn't include Dino when you copied the entire town's data, right?"

"Ding!"

"One last question." He Feng's lips curled slightly, his eyes teasing: "Although these self-aware bosses kill people like crazy, they are also difficult to control, right?"

"..."

The horror game system felt like all of its internal wires had been seen through. It really wanted to ask He Feng what he knew, but because it was still muted, it couldn't ask a single question and could only remain silent.

It felt like its core was trembling, but in the end it couldn't utter a single question. Thousands of words were reduced to just one sentence.

"Ding!"

"All correct." He Feng sneered and selected the player island he wanted to log in on the light screen that popped up in front of him: "Happy cooperation, Xiaobo."

The two people were quickly teleported away, but the horror game system did not regain its freedom. It was not surprised. The entire small cube shrank in mid-air, somewhat unable to control its own core.

All processors were working like crazy, and it even used other extensions to query together, but the results were the same.

It had never seen He Feng before, and the red title "No Such Person Found" was unusually conspicuous. The horror game system knew that it could not doubt itself no matter who it suspected.

How could it possibly go wrong.

"Ding! Player clearance rewards are being calculated..."

「Clear the dungeon: The Weeping Virgin

Number of players: 7.5

Grade: Intermediate

Difficulty: ☆☆

Customs clearance rate: 51.99%

The player's main task: Ensure that you are not killed by the devil without revealing your identity, find and protect the Virgin Mary (completed)

Player clearance reward: 600 horror coins"

[Ding! Player stats change as follows

Player Name: He Feng

Health: 20/100

Luck value: 0/100

Spirit value: -100/100

Ability value: 101/100

Talent: Rage Feeding (Super Special Talent, Level: Level 10)

Overall grade: B+

More content to come. ”

"Ding! The Weeping Madonna's copy, Demon Madonna Karamur, has been detected dead. The Weeping Madonna is now invalid and will be permanently deleted by the system."

The horror game system here was doubting Tong Sheng, while He Feng over there was screaming excitedly.

[My brother is like that monkey returning to the mountains, making oh-yo-oh-yo sounds while wandering around in the forest. Well, now that I put it that way, he really is like me.]

[? Haha ...

He Feng naturally saw Qian Youlin's barrage. He snorted coldly and waved his hand. The flames surrounding him instantly gathered towards him and then suddenly dispersed, turning into a pair of wings.

The wings made of blue-purple flames were transparent and beautiful under the refraction of sunlight. As the wings flapped, He Feng was suspended in mid-air.

This caused Shen Zishu, who was originally beside him, to pass by him and fall straight down.

[Frog fun! Gof! Gof! No! No! Ah!]

[Brother, take a look at Brother Fu, take a look at him!]

Compared to Qian Youlin's excitement, He Feng did not react. He folded his wings, and without a prop that could keep him in the air, He Feng began to fall and soon came to Shen Zishu's side.

"Hi, handsome guy." He Feng whistled at Shen Zishu and held out his hand. He smiled and asked, "Are you committing suicide for love?"

Shen Zishu would never refuse He Feng. He also smiled, held He Feng's hand and answered firmly: "Okay."

[Okay, okay, you still want to flirt for such a short distance, right?]

[I am dying of laughter. Let’s see how the top guy on the list gets beaten, right? Buy your tickets and enter, family members.]

[I bought a first row ticket! Watching the movie in the front row hahahahahahahahaha! ]

Qian Youlin came out of the villa and stood in the courtyard. He looked up at the blue-purple flames that were getting closer and closer with some disdain: "Tsk, didn't you say you wanted to die for love? Why don't you die for one of us and let me see."

While he was complaining, a blazing flame hit him directly in front of him. Qian Youlin took a few steps forward to prepare for the attack, only to see a fist suddenly stretched out from the flame and hit him hard on the forehead with a muffled sound.

"Ouch!" Qian Youlin covered his forehead and took a few steps back: "Brother! You want to murder your dear brother, right?"

"What do you call this? This is called the Iron Fist of Justice. It may be late, but it will never be absent." He Feng stepped out on the flames. He snorted coldly, "You said I'm like a monkey, right? You said I have to flirt for such a short distance, right? You deserve to be beaten."

Qian Youlin choked. He really didn't understand what she said, so he had to cover his forehead and rub it himself.

He could argue that he was wrong, but did he dare to? He didn't dare, because he was afraid that his brother would beat him up again. It would hurt, too much.

So Qian Youlin chose to focus his attention on the flame. Looking at the flame that could change in various ways, he admitted that he was moved.

"Hey brother, is this flame called Hellfire? It's really cool." Qian Youlin's eyes were full of envy: "Can you turn it into a chair for me to sit on?"

He Feng ignored him and only emphasized: "Nine Heavens Dark Night Glazed Mysterious Fire."

Qian Youlin: …

"Wait a minute." Qian Youlin picked his ears expressionlessly: "I think there was something wrong with my ears just now. Brother, what did you say just now?"

"I said, it's called Nine Heavens Dark Night Glazed Mysterious Fire." He Feng repeated: "Do you understand? Isn't this a super cool name? How about it, are you envious?"

Qian Youlin wanted to say something but stopped himself. He looked at the very handsome flame in front of him, and then thought about the Tuhai Tuhai name of this flame, and his expression gradually became dull.

No, was there something wrong with his ears, or was he really dreaming? How could he hear his brother come up with a very non-mainstream name?

"What's with that expression on your face?" He Feng said with an unhappy tone, "Boy, are you dissatisfied with my Nine Heavens Dark Night Glazed Mysterious Fire?"

Qian Youlin: …

This name should be surprising, don’t you think? Nine-Day Dark Night Glazed Mysterious Fire?

[Ugh, I can’t even imagine how the opposing BOSS would laugh if He Ge yelled “Come out! Nine Heavens Dark Night Glazed Mysterious Fire!” during a fight…]

[It sounds pretty good. It is, um, it sounds pretty good.]

[It turns out that He Ge is also bad at naming. I understand.]

"I can tell you don't know how to appreciate something." He Feng expressionlessly began to scold the audience: "For some things, you can't just look at its appearance. You have to appreciate its inner qualities, savor its inner qualities, and understand its deeper meaning. Don't be a superficial person. Promise me, okay?"

[Is this the legendary CPU? I understand.]

[Although, it does make sense.]

[Don’t tell me, don’t tell me, this name has really sounded good to me after hearing it for a long time.]

Seeing that most of the comments were praising him, He Feng was satisfied. He raised his hand, patted Qian Youlin on the shoulder and said earnestly: "Xiao Qian, it's not your fault that you don't fit in."

Qian Youlin: "No, I... am not?!"

Eventually, the Nine-Day Dark Night Glazed Mysterious Fire turned into an oversized sofa and could accommodate everyone on it.

It is worth mentioning that Lu Ming abandoned his good brother who was still running Player Island No. 4 and joined the big family of Player Island No. 10.

On the second day after He Feng left the dungeon, the men's group came back and they also blew up a dungeon.

It's so funny. With Wang Wang here, once "Peeping into the World" is activated, there will be a bomb wherever the BOSS lands, which will destroy the BOSS's mentality.

The two ladies came back soon after, and although they did not shut down the copy, they were forced to reorganize the horror game system.

The anti-Gou system alliance’s extermination organization is divided into two groups.

Moreover, the name of Nine Heavens Dark Night Glazed Mysterious Fire was praised again and again by the two ladies, and finally they decided on a nickname for it, Xiaojiu.

Zhou Ningning also asked He Feng why he chose such a name. He Feng smiled but did not answer. He just raised a finger and shook it, looking very mysterious.

Shu Yao, who was standing by, asked, "Is it unspeakable?"

Zhou Ningning shook her head meaningfully: "It was just a spur of the moment idea. I don't know why Brother He chose this name."

He Feng gave her a thumbs up.

Shu Yao: ...

Very good, Brother He is indeed unique.

It was a rare opportunity for them to rest together, so He Feng first divided the tens of billions of terror coins with his teammates. After making sure that everyone had more than enough terror coins to spend, He Feng took them directly to the sky.

Of course, the wings are made of the Nine-Day Dark Night Glazed Mysterious Fire. Ten people fly around in the sky, and when they are tired of flying, they go home to eat the prepared meals. The whole life is very comfortable.

After resting for six days, He Feng suddenly had the idea of ​​gathering everyone together.

"Have you all rested well?" He Feng asked, "Can we enter the dungeon now?"

Qian Youlin and the others looked at each other, nodded, and waited for He Feng's instructions.

"How about this, let's all eleven press the button to enter the dungeon at the same time to see if we can be assigned together?" He Feng said as he turned on the live broadcast. Looking at the audience pouring in, he chuckled and said, "If we can't be assigned together, let's see which pair can clear the level faster, how about that?"

Qian Youlin's eyes lit up, and he slammed the table in approval: "Okay, okay! This is great! Do you want me to unbind myself from Ju Ju first?"

"You can solve it if you want. I don't understand it anyway." He Feng said while looking at the others: "What about you?"

"Of course I agree." Gu Yuanze took out a bunch of bombs from his backpack and placed them on the table: "Come on, let's divide them up."

Wang Wang smiled and scratched his head: "I hope I can be with my brother. After all, my fighting ability is not very strong, hehehe."

Sheng Nancheng laughed loudly towards the sky: "Hahahaha! Whoever can stop me, Niu Hulu, will die! Hahaha! You bastards, your grandfather is here~"

Shu Yao and Zhou Ningning looked at each other and agreed immediately.

As for the rest of the people, of course they had no objection.

"Very good." He Feng opened the panel: "Then come on, let's go into a dungeon as a group, one person per dungeon and be careful, the key is to see which group is the first to get out of the dungeon and which group blows up the dungeon more beautifully, do you understand!"

Everyone answered in unison: "I understand!"

"The ultimate goal is for everyone to come back safely. Let's go into the dungeon." The people around him were teleported into the dungeon one by one. He Feng raised the corners of his lips and looked at Shen Zishu, and pressed the button at the same time: "See you later, boyfriend."