Horror games are not important, I sleep in them

Chapter 224 Player Island·Read but not reply

The notebook full of words was overturned and thrown aside. There was a bulge on the bed not far away. Fu Shi buried himself in it, with the words "You have to like me" all in his mind.

I want to like you damn well!

Fu Shi gritted his teeth, closed his eyes and curled up in the quilt, his heart beating very fast.

hateful.

So abominable.

What kind of words are those that the dog says when it is tied up?

I still like his bravery. He is brave if he wants to die? I must have had too many filters for him at that time!

"This filter must be widened and thickened." Fu Shi muttered, moving his head forward. There was no light in the hut, but through the window he could see the lights in the villa on the top of the mountain. It was warm and lively, and Fu Shi sighed, "Why don't we go cut their wires?"

"So this is the only solution you can think of?" The air around them suddenly fluctuated, and Shen Zhu tore through the data space. He looked at Fu Shi curled up in the bed and wanted to kill him directly: "What about the things you promised me! Why don't you do it!"

"You're really annoying." Fu Shi frowned. He looked at the white-haired horror game system with only annoyance in his eyes. "It was you who set up their outrageous abilities. Now you force me to fix those bugs. You're too whimsical."

"Oh, then why don't you take a look at what you have done?" Shen Zhu narrowed his eyes: "Do you need me to tell him!"

"What do you mean?" Fu Shi straightened his expression, and his gaze towards Shen Zhu slowly turned cold. "What are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about you, a mental patient." Shen Zhu shrugged nonchalantly, "So, what do you want to do by not coming out now?"

Something was forcibly pulling him inside. Fu Shi frowned and shook off Shi Fu's hand for the first time. He climbed up from the bed, walked a few steps to Shen Zhu, grabbed the other's neck and pressed him against the wall.

"You have been threatening him like this for so long?" Fu Shi chuckled. He took out a dagger from his backpack and pressed it against Shen Zhu's neck. "He just has a good temper. How long can you survive in my hands? Remember that little cube? I just applied a little force and it..."

"Shut up!" Shen Zhu squeezed out these two words from between his teeth. He held the hand that was pinching his neck. His originally indifferent expression now became very solemn: "Don't think that I really don't dare to kill you."

"Then let's give it a try." Fu Shi sneered, revealing his sharp fangs. Shen Zhu felt a chill running down his spine as he smiled so hard that his teeth were visible. "If you really dare to kill us, then what are you waiting for? Waiting for me to kill He Feng and the others? Horror game system, you know, I don't have that ability, so what are you waiting for?"

"Let me go!" Shen Zhu cursed. He struggled a few times and pushed Fu Shi away from him. His chest heaved violently. Shen Zhu's eyes flashed. "What am I waiting for! I'm just waiting for you to kill He Feng!"

"It's strange." Fu Shi lowered his head and touched his heart. His shoulders trembled slightly. He had grasped something: "I think I understand."

"Mad man!" Shen Zhu took two steps back, and he cut through the space and prepared to leave: "You'd better fulfill your promise to me as soon as possible!"

The horror game system fled in panic. Fu Shi looked at the direction he left and sneered again.

The horror game system clearly knows his personality, and if it forces him to do something, the more he likes to refuse and the more he sings the opposite tune.

Then why did the horror game system come to him and repeatedly emphasize and urge him?

Fu Shi lay down on the bed, touching his heart and chuckling, "Hey, brother, do you think he is the same as I am?"

The horror game system is designed to backfire, thereby preserving what is in his heart.

Although she said she didn't care, she never wanted him to die. She gave him so many life-saving things just to keep him alive.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Fu Shi suddenly burst into laughter. He laughed so hard that he fell backwards and even coughed a few times because he laughed too hard. After he recovered, he lay on the bed and looked at the villa on the top of the mountain through the window. The small and bright house made him feel a little annoyed.

"I still have to cut their wires." Fu Shi made up his mind, jumped up from the bed and prepared to leave: "Okay, cut them."

Shi Fu knew that the kid was really determined and hurried out to stop him. He grabbed Fu Shi's hand for just a few seconds and then went outside.

Shi Fu shook his head helplessly, picked up the notebook on the table and started writing again.

"Don't pretend you didn't see it. You can cut the wires, but answer first before you do it."

Fu Shi, who was pushed out, saw that sentence:...

hateful.

Why is Shifu so smart?

When Fu Shi was brought up to the point of questioning, he no longer had the arrogance he had just had when facing the horror game system. He shrank quietly on the stool, feeling somewhat uncomfortable when reading those words.

Is it possible for the horror game system to come back and say a few words to him?

Fu Shi thought about it, scratched his head, and decided to cut the wires.

Nothing can stop him from cutting wires!

Even time binding is not possible!!

But in the end he didn't succeed in cutting the wire. He had a fight with Shi Fu using this body and was defeated in the end. He sat obediently in front of the table, his face turning red when he saw Shi Fu say "You have to like me".

This is harder than asking him to kill someone.

Really.

He would rather go up and fight with He Feng right now than face this hateful question.

He wants to like it, but he really doesn't want to like it!

Otherwise, he could resist or just cut the wires.

After thinking about this possibility again, Fu Shi was suddenly pulled in. When he regained consciousness, there was a new question on the notebook in front of him.

—Can I not go?

The smile on Fu Shi's lips faded. He looked at the question and seemed to be able to imagine the frown on Shi Fu's face when he wrote this question.

"Why do you ask me to like you?" Fu Shi murmured. He knew that Shi Fu could hear him: "Can't I like you myself?"

"You said it yourself. It was you who picked me up from the tattered state and raised me up bit by bit to what I am now. It was you who listened to the words of this idiot in front of the Gou System in order to prevent me from being provoked. It was you who took over this unbearable and disgusting me."

"Shi Fu, why shouldn't I like you?" Fu Shi chuckled. He leaned back in his chair and tilted his head to look at the small warm yellow light. "But you still have to pay attention to Xiao Shi's mood. Don't ignore our lovely Xiao Shi."

"Brother, I can't stop." Fu Shi closed his eyes, as if he saw Shi Fu who had been staring at him: "Why can't there be one more person like me?"

"Brother, I'm sorry, but one of us, He Feng, must die. It seems that I am the one who is going to die." Fu Shi stood up and stretched lazily. He exhaled: "I may have to take you to seek death again."

it's OK.

Shi Fu looked at Fu Shi's lonely expression and wanted to pat the child's head.

Maybe he should cut the villa's electrical wires.

Thinking of this, Shi Fu couldn't help but laugh.

Well, it must be because he has been with children for too long that his thoughts are so childish now.

But it doesn’t matter, they will always accompany Fu Shi on the path he wants to take.

The child will go further and further until he reaches the end.

It's okay, don't be afraid.

He could accompany Fu Shi to face death together.

The light in the cabin in the woods came on for the first time. Fu Shi sank into the soft pillow and fell asleep earlier than He Feng.

In the mountaintop villa, He Feng sat on the sofa with his head down and his hands covering his face, not knowing how to face this group of people.

Just now, in order to get revenge, he made Qian Youlin and Sheng Nancheng wear women's clothing during the live broadcast.

I thought these two people would run away or refuse, but who would have thought that they agreed directly.

Now, two people were wearing black and white maid uniforms and small leather shoes. They stood on the table and greeted everyone in the villa.

Very arrogant.

"Welcome home~" Qian Youlin lifted her skirt and leaned slightly towards Qi Guanju: "Master~"

The barrage was very crazy and kept roaring, and the rewards were flying everywhere.

Sheng Nancheng was no less impressive. He had a headband on his head and now he was looking at Lu Ming with his hands on his hips and raised his eyebrows.

He didn't even need to say a word, Lu Ming, who was chasing someone, almost couldn't hold it in.

He Feng closed his eyes tightly. The two people in front of him were so crazy that they even started to flirt with him. They directly pushed away Shen Zishu who was sitting next to him and started to deceive him.

"Brother~ Don't you think I look good in this?" Qian Youlin hugged He Feng's arm and shook it hard: "Do you want to wear it too~ Put it on, put it on! We all want to see it!"

"Brother~" Sheng Nancheng's voice was softer. He also hugged He Feng's arm and acted like a spoiled child: "The little skirt is super comfortable! You can wear it too!"

He Feng, who was attacked from both sides, yelled and stood up suddenly, and when he was about to leave, he was caught by two people who were not afraid of being beaten at all.

"Brother." Qian Youlin said with a playful smile: "You can't let your two good brothers wear them by themselves, right?"

“Brother.” Sheng Nancheng took out a maid outfit and said, “Don’t struggle, don’t resist, you will definitely lose.”

"I don't believe it!" He Feng broke free: "Why should I lose? Lose! Ha! Two noobs!"

"Hmph." Qian Youlin narrowed his eyes: "Crybaby——"

“I’m here.” Sheng Nancheng responded, and without turning his head, he said to Lu Ming: “Let’s be together, Bitter Face.”

Lu Ming was helpless: "Are you really doing this voluntarily?"

"Hey!" Sheng Nancheng turned around and slapped him: "I advise you to reorganize your words!"

“Okay, okay.” Lu Ming surrendered: “Let’s be together.”

Seeing Lu Ming agree, Qian Youlin chuckled and looked at He Feng: "Brother, do you still remember the bet we made?"

He Feng: ...

"Are you talking about the time when you took advantage of my amnesia to trick me into making a bet with you?" He Feng didn't understand: "How can you have the nerve to bet with someone whose luck value is 0? Look at my luck value, do you think you deserve it!"

As he spoke, He Feng opened his panel and showed it to Qian Youlin. He looked indignant and tried hard to stand up for himself.

But seeing He Feng's luck, Qian Youlin fell into a strange silence.

He Feng was satisfied: "Do you feel guilty? Do you feel really sorry for me? Do you have to get up in the middle of the night and slap yourself and say, you really deserve to die?"

Qian Youlin: "Well, brother, you should take a look yourself."

"Huh?" He Feng didn't understand. He turned his head to look: "What are you looking at? Can you see flowers...flowers?"

Player name: He Feng

Health: 70/100

Luck value: -70/100

Spirit value: -200/100

Ability value: 101/100

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

Mermaid Song

Overall rating: SS-

More content to come. ”

He Feng rubbed his eyes.

Yes, it is -70, yes, that’s right, yes, he was not mistaken.

"Hu! Yan! Wan! Ji!" He Feng gritted his teeth: "You'd better explain it to me!"

Huyan Wanji, who had known that this day would come, read the message with tears in her eyes but did not reply.

I'm sorry, Brother He. He didn't mean it. He really feels guilty now and feels very sorry for Brother He. He just wants to slap himself and say that he deserves to die.

“Don’t play dead!” He Feng yelled, his fingertips trembling as he looked at the -70 and almost couldn’t catch his breath. “Thinking back then, when my parents died, I held on. I was inexplicably dragged into a horror game, but I held on. My teammates died one after another, but I held on. My boyfriend was going to die together with the horror game system, but I held on. I held on to everything, but now I feel like I can’t hold on any longer.”

"That's negative seventy! That's negative seventy! Huyan Wanji!" He Feng sobbed, "How dare you? I was actually positive seventy! Who are you insulting! Who are you insulting!"

Huyan Wanji heard He Feng's wailing, he expressed his regret but still did not reply.

It's so funny, if he replied he would be done for.

He is still young, he can't die again.

"Pusipusi." Si Shanyue called Huyan Wangi: "Is this really okay for you?"

Huyan Wangji closed his eyes and shook his head.

If he doesn't do this, he will be the one who is bad.

He Feng could naturally hear what Si Shanyue said, and knowing that he had read the message but not replied, He Feng felt relieved, and he immediately grabbed Xiao Mu who was watching the show on the side.

"You are going to ignore me or not! Ignore me or not!" He Feng threatened, pinching Xiao Mu's face: "If you ignore me, you will lose your wife!"

Huyan Wanji: ...

"No, Brother He, you..." Huyan Wanji was speechless: "Is it really that serious? You are using Ah Mu to threaten me. You are so unlucky."

"Ha, you thought of that?" He Feng sneered, and scolded Hu Yan Wanji when he caught him, "Why don't you look at how you came up with that! Negative seventy, Hu Yan Wanji! Negative seventy! Do you think you are really worthy of me?"

Huyan Wanji said timidly: "Oh, that's it. We have to be angry anyway. It's better to be angry now than to be angry later."

He Feng sneered: "I think you will die sooner or later, so why not die now!"