Horror games are not important, I sleep in them

"What's wrong? Isn't this funny? You're so hard to please."

He Feng mocked: "Then your sense of humor is really low."

The achievement system was too lazy to pay attention to He Feng. It felt that, although it was a bit cold, some of the jokes were still quite funny, okay.

The clock that He Feng put into his backpack hummed, the shielding time ended, and the players' skills resumed use.

“Make way!” Sheng Nancheng shouted, “My skills are usable. Let me clean it up in one go!”

So the classroom was very clean when Wu Yun, who was half an hour late, came in. She was very satisfied: "There is nothing else to teach in my class. Just do whatever you want to do. Just don't be too noisy. Don't worry about the quiz. Just write your name and I will give you 90 points."

The players cheered, and Sheng Nancheng excitedly hugged the old lady, making her smile happily.

After that, it was time to prepare the ingredients for cooking. A group of girls gathered in front of Wu Yun and listened to her story. Because it was so exciting, many male players also ran over to listen.

He Feng leaned on the back of the sofa, swaying from side to side as if he had no bones.

He looked at Shen Zishu who was preparing the ingredients and forced a broad smile.

[It’s great, Jing’an School has changed dramatically and the peaceful campus life is great]

[Brother He, I'm entering the dungeon.]

"Leaving so soon?" He Feng asked, "Aren't you going to stay a little longer?"

[No, I'm afraid that the dungeon will take too long, so I'll be in the dungeon when you leave. So if I'm in the dungeon when you leave, please wait for me to go to Player Island No. 10 to find you.]

"How honest." He Feng couldn't help but sigh: "To enter Player Island No. 10, you need to buy a hang glider, which costs 1028 Terror Coins. Do you have the money?"

[Yes, don't worry, Brother He. I won't give you gifts because horror games will share 70% with players, so you can't get all of them.]

He Feng waved his hand: "I know, let's go."

Only after Wei Zhi left the live broadcast room did people start to express their opinions in the barrage.

[She used to be a lively girl, right?... I won't say more. It will make me sad if I say too much. So I'd like the Gou system to die!]

[Agree, when will the Gou system die? ]

"Don't worry, it will die eventually." He Feng assured seriously: "After all, how can it survive with me here?"

[Family members, I really like He Ge’s confident look. It makes us feel powerful.]

[! I'm inspired! Bro! I'm going to play a dungeon with the sisters I met in the live broadcast room! ]

"Be careful not to be deceived, and protect yourself." He Feng reminded him with some concern: "Report to me when you get out that you are safe, got it?"

[Hahaha, got it! I’m leaving! ]

Seeing that more people were saying goodbye to him one after another, He Feng felt a little worried, just like a parent sending his child to school.

[Don't worry, brother. We all have some life-saving props. We will be fine. Don't worry.]

He Feng sighed.

The rules of horror games are that each player only has ten days of rest after leaving a dungeon. Once the ten days are up, the player will be forced to enter the dungeon. In any case, the player cannot rest all the time.

It would be nice if the players could rest all the time, He Feng thought as he lay on the sofa thinking.

Why not find an opportunity to see if I can paralyze the horror game?

However, it seems that this requires wandering outside the dungeon like Dino.

What if...

"It's time to eat, boyfriend." Shen Zishu squatted beside the sofa and looked at the sad-looking He Feng and chuckled, "What's wrong?"

"I'm wondering if the Gou system will put some other clones in the dungeon." He Feng said, "For example, in a large dungeon like Jing'an, put a clone in to control the operation of the final BOSS."

The more He Feng spoke, the brighter his eyes became. He suddenly jumped up from the sofa, held Shen Zishu's face and kissed him again and again.

That's right! Why didn't he think of this just now! But now he knows!

"Killing the clone will also affect the system!" He Feng was very happy: "Then kill the clone!"

"Okay." Shen Zishu's eyes were gentle, and he let He Feng rub him as he pleased: "It's time to eat, boyfriend. I made some chicken soup."

He Feng was even happier: "Great!"

After lunch is the nap time.

Looking at the two people lying on the sofa hugging each other, the players were very envious.

But they are not bad, at least they can ignore the rules and sleep on the table for a while.

After all, it was because the teachers were almost wiped out by He Feng and Shen Zishu.

Now there's no one to take care of them.

The copy time was 13:10 p.m. The players were still asleep. The history teacher came in quietly and sat down awkwardly.

Haha, she heard that those teachers from the Academic Department came to cause trouble but were wiped out. If asked to act recklessly, she really wouldn't dare to do so, hahaha.

So He Feng woke up at 14:30 again. He turned his head and saw Sheng Nancheng grabbing Tang Wuwei's collar and roaring silently.

"They woke up early, so I used my skills to wrap us up so that you can sleep well." Shen Zishu explained. He pointed at the thing covering the two of them and said, "This is called Plant Cocoon. It is one of the small skills of the talent refreshed today."

"Hmm..." He Feng stretched his body lazily: "My boyfriend is so considerate, but what is the little crybaby saying to the pervert?"

Shen Zishu didn't know how to explain to He Feng for a moment, so he could only remove the plant cocoon so that He Feng could hear what Sheng Nancheng was yelling.

"Will you die if you don't touch people's butts?" Sheng Nancheng yelled angrily, "You can touch it if you want, but can you not just touch mine? Have I offended you? Why do you only touch me? Are you sick?"

"Because you feel good to touch." Tang Wuwei gave Sheng Nancheng a wink: "Little darling~ Brother likes you to be so tender, do you understand?"

Sheng Nancheng couldn't bear it anymore: "Come on! Let's fight to the death! Today it's either you die or I live! I must beat you to death! This is totally unjust! Damn it!"

"Hahaha~" Tang Wuwei covered his face with a fan and said with a sly smile: "Then you may not be able to beat me~"

Sheng Nancheng was choked up, expressing his dissatisfaction. Just as he was about to take action, he turned around and saw He Feng's face watching the fun. He immediately slid down to his knees and came in front of He Feng: "Brother!!! You have to decide for me! This pervert touched me again!!! Wuuuuuuuuuuu! Brother!!"

"It's more fun to avenge yourself." He Feng patted Sheng Nancheng's head lovingly: "Go ahead, I'm rooting for you."

Encouraged, Sheng Nancheng instantly got up from the ground. He looked at Tang Wuwei who was still smiling at him in a frivolous way, yelled, and rushed over.

He Feng was somewhat puzzled. He turned his head and asked Shen Zishu beside him, "Why would a mage like him want to fight in close combat? And he wants to fight with a warrior. Isn't this just asking for a beating?"

Shen Zishu was also confused about this. He shook his head to indicate that he was not quite sure either.

So Sheng Nancheng lost as he expected. Tied up with ropes and having to be held in Tang Wuwei's arms and groped randomly, Sheng Nancheng shed tears of humiliation.

Although he knew that Tang Wuwei was just teasing him and did not do anything out of line, he still felt humiliated.

“Moo, wooooo.” Sheng Nancheng sobbed, “You bully players. You are not a good NPC! Woohoo, woof!”

Tang Wuwei smiled and patted Sheng Nancheng on the back, who was crying so hard that he couldn't breathe: "So I am a bad guy, and a little boss~"

Sheng Nancheng paused for a moment, then suddenly cried even louder.

How could this person be like this? This is a humiliation! This is a naked humiliation!

"If you lose, you lose. Just win it back next time." He Feng waved his hand nonchalantly: "Come on, Mr. Pervert, let me ask you something."

"Well, Mr. Pervert has a name." Tang Wuwei said shyly, but seeing He Feng's cold eyes, he coughed lightly and said, "Please ask."

It was so funny. He had also heard a little bit about the rumors this morning. He could bully the little crybaby, but to mess with He Feng? He was afraid that his four hands would not be enough to chop him.

"Why can't we go to the corridor during class time?" He Feng asked bluntly, "Is there any problem?"

"First of all, if you are kicked out of the classroom by the teacher during class, please find a way to stay in the classroom." Tang Wuwei corrected: "Do you want to go and take a look? It shouldn't be a problem for you."

He Feng became interested: "Okay, let's go to the fourth floor."

Hearing this, Tang Wuwei's eyes changed. He looked at He Feng's indifferent expression and sighed. In the end, he decided to risk being killed and reminded him, "You can't get out of the fourth floor."

"Oh?" He Feng raised his eyebrows: "It means that you can't leave the fourth floor in a short time."

"Ding, the horror game system has been stopped from destroying the little boss Tang Wuwei."

"Who?" Tang Wuwei was shocked. He looked up and looked around for the source of the voice, but finally met He Feng's smiling eyes. His heart instantly dropped: "You really surprised me."

"So believe me." He Feng smiled, showing his big white teeth: "I'm very powerful."

The fourth floor has always been a restricted area of ​​Jing'an School.

In fact, if you ask Tang Wuwei what the fourth floor is, he doesn't know either. He only knows that none of the NPCs who entered the fourth floor have ever come back alive.

As for He Feng and Shen Zishu, Tang Wuwei didn't know whether they could come back.

As soon as they leave, the NPCs who are waiting for an opportunity will definitely slaughter all the players.

"You can't be resurrected, right?" After listening to Tang Wuwei's explanation, He Feng suddenly asked, "Dead is dead, right?"

Tang Wuwei nodded: "Yes, what's wrong?"

"Ah, just think of it as me preventing future troubles." He Feng chuckled and turned to greet the players: "Everyone, the situation has changed, come over here."

The players were a little confused, but they quickly gathered together.

"The two of us are going to the fourth floor, but we don't know how long it will take." Looking at the somewhat panicked crowd, He Feng glanced over and the crowd calmed down again: "So you may encounter danger in the future. In order to prevent danger, I decided to take you to kill all dangers. Just tell me if it's okay."

Sheng Nancheng was the first to agree: "Great! So can you two take me with you when you go to the fourth floor?"

"No." He Feng shook his head: "It will be very dangerous, so don't even think about it."

Sheng Nancheng pouted in dissatisfaction.

Pei Xiazhi couldn't help laughing when she saw the two people standing on the podium. She said loudly, "Brother He and Brother Shen can do whatever they want! As for us, we shouldn't be a threat after we kill the unfriendly NPCs this afternoon! Otherwise, there's still a little crybaby!"

Listening to her words, many players began to agree.

When the players began to take out their weapons consciously, He Feng raised his eyebrows proudly at Tang Wuwei.

"How is it?" He Feng smiled loudly: "Do you think we can win?"

Tang Wuwei knew what He Feng was talking about. He was talking about the final test. He was asking whether so many people could win if they worked together.

Yes, Tang Wuwei thought in a daze, when had their copy ever had players working so well together.

"Let's try it." Tang Wuwei listened to himself and said with a smile: "You will know if you try it."

"Then let's try it." He Feng was the first to open the classroom door: "Monsters, your ancestors are here~"

During school hours, a monster with tentacles lurks in the corridor, killing any students who are kicked out of the classroom.

So it should be awesome.

But today it encountered a more powerful one.

The sound of the two long swords breaking through the air stimulated its hearing, and the pain of its tentacles being cut off tortured it. Amid its wailing, it saw many players raising their weapons.

mom.

The tentacle monster shed a tear.

It is going to die today.

After cutting off 90% of the tentacle monster's blood, He Feng returned to Shen Zishu's side, looked at the squirming tentacles and asked, "Do you think this tastes good?"

Shen Zishu blinked: "I'll make you octopus balls tonight?"

"Great!" He Feng was happy: "Octopus balls!"

"Ah?" Sheng Nancheng, who was giving bonuses to the players, turned around and asked in confusion: "What are those dirty fish balls? I don't like eating that."

He Feng: ...

He Feng yelled, "Get out of here right now."

After the tentacle monster died, He Feng led the players to chop it down layer by layer from the fifth floor.

No matter whether you are a teacher or a student, once the policy of "raising a tiger to bring harm" is implemented, if you dare to get angry, you are a bad guy and you will be killed without further ado.

That day was a nightmare for the entire Jing'an School.

There were a total of 863 teachers and students, and about 500 of them had blood on their hands. They were all chopped to pieces by He Feng and the players.

After chopping down the teaching building, they went to the dormitory building. After chopping down the dormitory building, they went to the cafeteria and did not let go of any patrolling members on campus.

Anyway, all those who could trigger the "raising a tiger to cause trouble" were chopped to death.

The entire campus was flooded with blood. He Feng finally led the players to the monitoring room. He turned on the radio and said, "Hello, can you hear me? I'm the leader of the massacre just now."

"Next, I have a few words to say. I have placed bombs in each of your classrooms. The kind that will blow you to death with a bang once I detonate them. Do you understand?"

"So, do what you need to do. Don't act rashly, understand? It's best not to mess with us. We are not easy to mess with. Remember this."

"Ah, and what's wrong? I killed a lot of people but didn't see the principal. Is she hidden by you? Or do you have no principal? But it doesn't matter. I hope she won't act rashly. I put a lot of bombs in her principal's office. Be careful when they explode."

"This is the end of my speech. I sincerely hope you understand what I mean. It doesn't matter if you don't understand. Come to me and I will cut it for you. No, I will repair it for you."

"So don't be scared, I'm very kind, okay?"