My game even includes ancient times

Liu Zi's pupils contracted sharply. He gritted his teeth and tried his best to turn his head to the side, but he still couldn't dodge the blow.

With a muffled thud, Liu Zi rolled his eyes and fainted.

He Shi lowered his arm, his fingers loosened, and the blood-stained wooden stick fell to the ground, staining the dusty snow with spots of crimson.

His chest heaved violently, and his whole body trembled slightly.

After a moment, He Shi bent down and placed his finger in front of Liu Zi's nose.

He is breathing; he is still alive.

He Shi stared at Liu Zi's neck for a long time, picked up a wooden stick and gestured with it, but ultimately didn't do it.

He threw away the wooden stick, picked up the cloak that was lying to the side, carefully patted off the dust and snow, put it on, touched it tenderly, and left without looking at Liu Zi again, his steps unsteady.

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When He Yu, who had stayed up all night again, was woken up by her alarm clock at seven in the morning, it was already seven o'clock.

She lingered in bed for a while longer, and seeing that time was running out, she reluctantly got out of bed.

The weather has been bad lately; it started raining last night and hasn't stopped yet.

Zhang Yushi took the day off today, and He Yu was busy all morning without a break. No one brought her lunch, so she had to order takeout when she had a spare moment.

The takeout food was bad.

He Yu sat by the small glass coffee table, eating while watching the rain outside the window.

Because of the weather, there weren't many guests today. The air was filled with a cool, moist atmosphere, and the dim lighting made people feel drowsy.

After lunch and tidying up, He Yu made herself a cup of milk tea, then comfortably settled into her recliner and started playing games.

Compared to the continuous rain in the real world, the weather in the game world is great, with a clear blue sky and bright sunshine.

He Shi was sleeping in the shack.

He Yu frowned and glanced at the game time.

9:30 am.

What's going on? Usually at this time, He Shi would have already walked two streets. Why is he still sleeping today?

Is he sick again?

Thinking of this, He Yu quickly opened the [Characters] section to check He Shi's status.

Moderate pain, mild cold, moderate hunger, nightmare

He Yu's gaze was fixed on the last one, "In the Nightmare".

Nightmare? Did He Shi have a nightmare?

She exited the "Characters" section and quickly zoomed in to observe He Shi's condition.

He Shi lay on his side on the haystack, his body curled up, still in that familiar position of hugging himself.

He was wrapped tightly in a cloak, with only his face showing. His brows were deeply furrowed, his complexion was terrible, and his pale lips were trembling slightly.

Clearly, they were trapped in some terrifying nightmare.

He Yu hesitated for a moment, but decided to wake him up first.

She pinched a corner of the cloak and tugged it gently. He Shi didn't wake up, but mumbled something under his thin eyelids, and you could see his restless eyes moving around.

He Yu's gaze froze.

There was a mottled bloodstain on the corner of the cloak that had been torn out; the color still looked fresh.

He Shi was bullied! Could it be someone from the Li family?

Do they really have the time to bother a little beggar?

He Yu used some more force to pull on the cloak, and this time He Shi was finally awakened.

He suddenly opened his eyes, took a long, deep breath, his pupils trembling violently. It took him a long time to realize where he was.

He propped himself up and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. After looking around, he saw the corner of his cloak that had been pulled out from under him.

His muscles, which had just relaxed, tensed up again, and He Shi instantly raised his hand and grabbed the wooden stick that was placed in the corner of the haystack.

The movement caused a sharp pain in his arm muscles, which changed his expression, but his hands did not tremble at all. He gripped the stick tightly and slid down the haystack little by little, watching the outside of the hut warily.

He Yu was taken aback. He Shi's tense and wary appearance reminded her of prey in documentaries being chased to the brink of death by predators.

What happened while she was offline?

He Yu frowned deeply.

She opened the kitchen door and brought a bowl of egg drop soup to He Shi.

He Shi was startled when he noticed that there was suddenly steaming soup in the bowl on the stone in the corner. He seemed to realize something and slowly relaxed.

He dragged his legs slowly over, picked up the bowl, and drank the soup clean in a few gulps.

Why is there a slight limp in his leg?

He Yu's gaze grew increasingly serious.

Her fingers moved nimbly, and she skillfully delivered a steamed bun to He Shi.

Before He Shi could even swallow the last mouthful of soup, he felt the bowl in his hand suddenly become heavy. Looking down, he saw a steamed bun inside.

So he picked up the cornbread again, stood still and started eating it, his mind wandering as he ate.

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, his face turned pale and his eyes became visibly panicked.

He Yu was turning his perspective to observe He Shi from all angles to see if he was injured when he saw He Shi's expression change drastically in the blink of an eye.

He Yu was puzzled.

He Shi suddenly put down the bowl and cornbread in his hand and knelt down on the ground with a "thump".

He Yu was startled and stared blankly at He Shi on the screen.

Since the sudden change in his schedule last night, He Shi's every move has been unexpected, and He Yu can no longer understand what his reactions mean.

On the center of the phone screen, He Shi was kneeling and kowtowing three times, his expression pale and devout, his lips slightly moving, and speech bubbles appearing one after another above his head.

I have done something bad; please, gods, punish me.

I didn't kill him outright, but he's still unconscious and definitely won't last more than a few days.

So, in a way, I killed him.

But I don't regret it.

They drove Lao He to his death, stole the things you gave me, and smashed the walls you built for me...

Please, gods, punish me! I'll accept any punishment you give me.

【only……】

He Shi lowered his head, his eyes dim, and his fingers unconsciously clenched at his sides.

Please don't leave, please continue to bless me... I, I will do more good deeds in the future, and build temples for you...

What is this?

He Yu was completely bewildered, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

But at least we've roughly figured out what happened before.

He Shi must have gone to seek revenge on those beggars, and judging from the looks of it, he beat them half to death.

Upon realizing this fact, He Yu felt a faint sense of pride.

As expected of the game's protagonist, he's just a skinny little kid, yet he can take on an adult one-on-one and win. That's truly amazing.

After He Shi nervously finished expressing his feelings on the screen, he received no response. His face grew paler and paler, and his eyes gradually welled up with tears.

He knelt on the ground with his head down. Although his back was straight, he looked extremely dejected and listless.

It's perfectly normal to settle scores and seek revenge. He Yu is too busy praising him to blame him.

Seeing that the little beggar was about to cry, He Yu quickly opened the [warehouse], scanned the items on the shelves, and selected a candied hawthorn to give to him.