Horror games are not important, I sleep in them

Still feeling dizzy, when He Feng recovered, he found himself sitting in a classroom with Shen Zishu sitting next to him.

He Feng automatically found the way, leaned over, fell on Shen Zishu and began to observe his environment.

The classroom was quite big and the seats were almost full. A rough count showed that there were probably more than 30 people including them, and some of them looked familiar.

For example, Sheng Nancheng who was waving at him frantically.

“Brother! Brother! Brother!” Sheng Nancheng danced with joy and excitement: “Hahahahahaha, I won the first prize hahahahaha!”

He Feng: ...

He turned his head and whispered to Shen Zishu: "Should we pretend we don't know him? It's so embarrassing."

Shen Zishu chuckled and nodded.

Seeing that He Feng ignored him, Sheng Nancheng thought it was because his voice was not loud enough, so he coughed lightly and then shouted: "Brother, hey, hey! It's me! Brother! Here! Look at me! See me! Hey! Handsome guy!"

Seeing that everyone's attention was drawn to him, He Feng took a deep breath. He looked at the table and saw that there was nothing he could throw, so he bought a piece of compressed biscuit from the mall and threw it directly over, hitting Sheng Nancheng right on the forehead.

"Shout, shout, shout, do you think I can't see you? I just feel embarrassed." He Feng gritted his teeth, "How can you jump up and down like a monkey? If you jump again, get out and swing on the vines."

Sheng Nancheng covered his red forehead and said eagerly, "Oh... I know."

He Feng wiped his face, feeling helpless.

He remembered that the little crybaby was not like this. What happened? Why did he suddenly change?

Nothing happened...

No, wait.

He Feng suddenly remembered that Sheng Nancheng and Qian Youlin had teamed up to fight a dungeon.

"Okay, okay, Qian Youlin, right?" He Feng clenched his fists. "Look at what you've done with that little crybaby. Is he still a crybaby? He's just a complete idiot. God, he's so stupid. I feel like the boss is reluctant to kill him and will let him go to some extent."

[Haha ...

[The little crybaby's transformation plan, huh? I get it.]

[Help, I didn’t expect that the little crybaby could change from crying all the time to this state. This also means that the little crybaby has really been cured, right? Right!]

[I agree. In Death Train, I always felt that the little crybaby was worried or something, and after being found out, I felt relieved from the little crybaby. Now he really looks like the top guy on the list, very sunny and cheerful. It's great.]

[It’s really great, the little crybaby is like this, the mother fans feel much more relieved woooo, thank you He Ge, He Ge is really a good person woooo. ]

"Praise me for something I don't know." He Feng looked at the comments and said, "Don't praise me for being a good person. Of course I am a good person. I know this. Next one."

Barrage:……

"Okay, let's talk about something else." He Feng asked with a serious look, "What about the others? What copies are they in?"

[Hi, hi, hi! The investigation team is back!]

According to the statistics of the barrage, Lu Ming was the only unlucky person who entered the dungeon. However, the difficulty of the dungeon was only one star, and the clearance rate of the primary dungeon was 80%, so it could be cleared in less than two days.

He Feng looked expressionless after hearing these words.

Haha, worthy of a luck value of 99, right? Look, look at this copy that was drawn, isn't it born purely for winning the game?

"Damn it, I was tricked by my luck." He Feng chuckled helplessly. He turned his head and looked at Shen Zishu: "What should I do, boyfriend? Will you dislike me?"

How could Shen Zishu be disgusted? He just grabbed He Feng's hand in his palm and squeezed it to express his attitude.

[? It’s okay to be shown off! If you like it, please watch more!]

The remaining Qian Youlin and Qi Guanju would definitely go together, along with Wang Wang, forming a lucky trio. They drew a five-star difficulty dungeon with a clearance rate of 30.59%, which was not too high, but with these three people, they would be able to pass it no matter what.

The two ladies, Shu Yao and Qin Tian, ​​and Zhou Ningning and Gu Yuanze, both drew four-star copies, and their clearance rate was around 50%, which is acceptable.

The remaining ones are He Feng, Shen Zishu and Sheng Nancheng. They should be in the same school, but we don’t know where exactly.

[There are a lot of school dungeons in horror games, I don’t know which dungeon this is.]

[The key is that I don’t know if the students in the classroom are players or NPCs. If they are players, then that’s a big deal.]

"Big Ben?" He Feng asked in confusion: "What is that?"

There are many copies in horror games, divided into small, medium and large copies.

The number of people in a small base is 7 or less, the number of people in a medium base is 7 to 8 or less, and the number of people in a large base is at least 25, with no upper limit.

But in fact, the difficulty of horror game copies is not calculated according to the number of people. For example, some small copies can have high-difficulty copies for three people, while large copies can have extremely simple copies as well as highly difficult copies that are difficult to survive.

[Just don’t be the one I think of…]

[Ah! I know which one I was talking about! But, Brother He! I definitely don’t mean to belittle you! It’s just that, um, a player with a luck value of 0 and a player with a luck value of 5... I think it’s really possible...]

[Wa Qu, stop playing dumb, just speak directly!]

"You're only saying half of what you want to say, right?" He Feng frowned. "Why, is it difficult?"

[Uh, brother, you haven't been here long, you probably don't know what a death dungeon is, oh, yes, you probably know that Dawn Village is a death dungeon.]

He Feng was puzzled: "So, the Dawn Village was still destroyed by me."

[No, no, no, if that’s the case…]

He Feng was silent. He looked at the comments that were beating around the bush and guessed, "Could it be that we can't say it?"

[Ah? No, I’m just afraid that if it’s not true, it’ll be bad luck to say it out loud.]

He Feng: ...

He moved his finger and unblocked all the muting options.

"I really hate leaving things unsaid." He Feng sighed and shook his head: "I'll give you 30 minutes to reflect on yourself. Remember this well. If you have anything to say, just say it directly. Otherwise, you're just wasting your brother's time. Got it?"

Barrage: !!!

No, hey, brother, they are wrong!!

He Feng opened the mute function and finally felt comfortable looking at the empty live broadcast room.

It's so funny. You didn't finish your words, right? Then I hope they pull it and break it in half.

When He Feng turned his attention to the classroom, he felt it was too quiet. He looked up and blinked at Shen Zishu with some confusion.

"The others seem to know what this copy is." Shen Zishu frowned, a little uncertain: "They are afraid."

Today, Shen Zishu's talent skill "Unknown" was refreshed into "Telepathy", which can tell other people's moods.

"Waiting for something." Shen Zishu added: "I feel like the system announcement will come soon."

Sure enough, just as Shen Zishu finished saying this, the system announcement sounded.

"Copy name: Jing'an School

Number of players in the instance: 35.5

Grade: Super high

Difficulty: ☆☆☆☆☆☆

Customs clearance rate: 0.56%

Player's main mission: Stay alive

After the system announcement ended, the speaker hanging on the wall in front of the classroom suddenly began to make a crackling noise.

The noise was like someone scratching glass with a sharp object, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

He Feng shivered, rubbed the goose bumps on his arms, and began to think about the possibility of dismantling the speakers.

Just as he was about to take action, the unpleasant sound stopped and a light ring tone jumped out.

He Feng felt that it sounded familiar, but he didn't know what it was. He had no choice but to turn off the mute function and see if the barrage could provide him with any clues.

[Brother He! It’s really Jing’an! It’s really Jing’an! Ahhh! Brother He! This book is really hard to get! I still have to take exams! I also have to get my head shaved!]

[Hey, isn’t this the uniform school bell? I miss it so much.]

[It will take about 15 days to get out of Jing'an School. Brother, you are doomed. Just blow up the school. I am serious.]

He Feng saw the answer he was looking for and suddenly realized it.

Oh~ This turns out to be the unified class bell. No wonder it sounds so familiar.

There were also things like exams, shaving, and 15 days. He Feng didn't like hearing those things.

"Why don't we blow up the dungeon?" He Feng said seriously, turning to Shen Zishu and saying, "Anyway, we'll blow up the dungeon more thoroughly than any other group, so it won't be considered a foul, right?"

Shen Zishu smiled helplessly. He was about to say something, but when he raised his eyes, he met someone's gaze and his smile disappeared immediately.

He Feng noticed something unusual and looked in the direction Shen Zishu was looking, but didn't find anything wrong and became alert instantly.

"There's a problem." Shen Zishu lowered his voice and said, "I looked over but he looked away. It was very deliberate."

[Uh, sounds a bit like a school crush, what's going on?]

[You in front!]

He Feng: ...

He Feng: No? What do you mean? Someone has set their sights on my boyfriend? Are you trying to kill yourself?