Horror games are not important, I sleep in them

Chapter 313 Stand by Me, Creator

The light finally shone through the airtight metal. There was a tear on Shen Zhu's eyelashes, which rolled down as he blinked.

His expression was full of disdain: "Valuable? Is your preciousness the wanton slaughter of other living beings?"

"Wrong logic." He Feng spoke again, and he pointed the tip of the knife at Shen Zhu's left eye: "This is indeed a difficult problem, but your logic is very wrong, and this is not a reason for you not to take human life as your own."

Although his life was threatened, Shen Zhu did not move.

He just looked straight into He Feng's eyes, trying to see some guilt and unnaturalness in the savior's eyes.

But no.

There was only clarity and raging anger that had not yet stopped.

The power of the resentful body is indeed very great. Not everyone is as strong as He Feng. Even Qi Ruxing was injured.

Wei Lou was also injured, but he sacrificed one arm in order to save others. He killed the resentful body while being dizzy due to excessive blood loss. Amid the tears and thanks from the rescued people, Wei Lou saw Qi Ruxing who came over breathlessly.

He laughed awkwardly and said, "I was too extravagant, but I didn't sacrifice anything. I'm awesome, right?"

There were also casualties in the family-annihilation organization. Gu Yuanze injured his head, Xia Fan overdrawn his abilities and injured his leg without noticing. The others were fine, just a little tired.

The most important thing is that the player survival rate is still 100%. None of the more than one million players died and are still alive.

Players help each other, and they are all desperately trying to find a way to survive.

"I am not qualified to judge the value of life." He Feng held the knife steadily: "Just like you are not qualified to destroy so many lives, and you are not qualified to mock these lives."

Shen Zhu stopped discussing this issue and suddenly changed the subject: "Why do I feel like the processor is in my eyes?"

He Feng didn't take it seriously and answered directly: "Intuition."

At this moment, Shen Zhu was somewhat dazed. He asked uncontrollably, "If I also have intuition, can I also become a human?"

This was a bit ridiculous, He Feng asked: "Don't you despise emotions and look down on humans? Why do you have such an idea?"

Shen Zhu lowered his eyes.

Then what identity should he use to stand beside the Creator?

"My creator will never love me, and he will never stand by my side." Shen Zhu's voice was very soft, as if he had endless sorrow to express: "From the beginning, we stood in different directions, and then everything was over."

The situation was developing in an uncontrollable direction, and everything that happened afterwards was off track. They went in opposite directions and ended up in the current situation.

To his death.

"It's a pity that we couldn't create any more big waves." Shen Zhu laughed again. He raised his head and looked directly at He Feng, raised his finger and pointed at his left eye: "Here, cut faster."

The tip of the knife did not move. He Feng changed the question: "What do you mean by our final enemies are each other?"

"You'll need to explore it on your own." Shen Zhu relaxed. In fact, his condition was not good. Not to mention the holes on his body that He Feng had poked, Shen Zhu actually felt very tired. "That's not my responsibility. My duties end here."

These words seemed to be hinting at something, but He Feng didn't quite understand.

The horror game has always been controlled by Shen Zhu, but it sounds like there is something else interfering.

"Creator, what can you use to find him?" Shen Zhu smiled meaningfully: "I seem to be happy again."

Horror game data is corrupted by 37%.

Shen Zhu did nothing.

He was just defeated, or rather, he wanted to give up resistance.

Five years, ten years, it's normal for him to be tired after such a long struggle.

Shen Zhu was even happier thinking this. He stretched out his hand, grasped the tip of the knife and pulled it towards himself: "This is the ending you have been waiting for for six years. Come on, He Feng, savior, god, kill me."

Compared with the person who just refused to admit defeat, this request was a bit suspicious. He Feng subconsciously suspected that Shen Zhu was planning something again.

He turned his head to look at Shen Zishu. After all, Shen Zishu created the horror game system, so he should know what Shen Zishu was up to.

But Shen Zishu did not answer. He just held He Feng's hand and firmly stabbed the tip of the knife into Shen Zhu's eyes.

The most important processor was damaged, all systems were suspended, and Shen Zhu began to twitch uncontrollably.

The action program completely collapsed, the calculation program also had problems, and the program that suppressed emotions was also disconnected. Shen Zhu began to laugh and cry loudly.

He couldn't cry out and could only howl. Electric currents ran through his body. Shen Zishu embraced He Feng and took a step back, watching Shen Zhu collapse.

Horror game data is corrupted by 25%.

There was something wrong with Shen Zhu's language system. He couldn't say goodbye. He could only think in his heart that Xiaoyi was right to describe him as pathetic.

If they could have another life, they would definitely slap Xiao Yi.

Then, and then,

"If there is an afterlife, please stand by my side, Creator."

The main system that dominated the horror game completely collapsed and disintegrated at this moment, and all the data turned into garbled characters. Shen Zishu jumped into the main space very calmly and stood in front of the screen to take over the processing.

Horror game data is corrupted by 17%.

Qian Youlin felt a familiar suction force, and he subconsciously grabbed Qi Guanju's arm, and the two of them fell out of the horror game together and fell in front of the bookshelf in Qian Youlin's real home.

Also coming back with him were his big treasures, as well as some ordinary things, such as clothes, food, blankets, etc. stored in his backpack.

Qian Youlin lay on the ground for a moment thinking that he had entered the dungeon again. He subconsciously tried to take out his sniper rifle, but he couldn't take it out no matter what.

It was only at this time that Qian Youlin realized that as the luckiest person in the horror game, he was the first to be thrown out of the horror game.

He exchanged a glance with Qi Guanju, who had also understood, and finally confirmed it.

His brother won, their savior won!

The top brother on the list cried with joy and hugged Qi Guanju's neck and cried loudly.

Within the horror game, players are thrown out of the horror game bit by bit.

Horror game data is corrupted by 6%.

He Feng looked at the blue ball of light that was gradually condensing in front of him. He chopped at it several times but was bounced back, which made He Feng a little flustered. He looked up to see Shen Zishu, who was manipulating data in the main space, secretly reaching out to touch the ball of light.

But for some unknown reason, his hand actually passed through the ball of light.

This result surprised He Feng.

The members of the family-annihilation organization began to rush towards Player Island No. 1, but after only two steps, Wang Wang disappeared. Gu Yuanze and Qin Tian looked at each other and subconsciously quickened their pace.

No matter what, we have to decide on a meeting place with Brother He.