Horror games are not important, I sleep in them

Chapter 214 Institute 33: You hit him! You can’t! You hit me!

What happened.

He Feng didn’t know.

A voice told him that he came back late, too late.

And that voice seemed to be his own.

There is something wrong with his memory. If I have to explain it, it should be that there are two memories in total. One is the memory after he became a mermaid, which should be pieced together, and the other vague memory is the truth he should find.

But his heart was saying, don't worry, don't be anxious, he will get everything he wants.

Therefore, the emotions of those six people changed very quickly, but even though he didn't know anything, he didn't feel anxious at all.

He was not excluded. These people would not hide those things from him, and he would know them eventually. There was no need for him to worry.

The voice that said he came back too late asked a question, and He Feng felt that he must want to know this question, so he asked.

He asked how long it could last.

Shen Zishu answered and dragged it to the end.

This answer made He Feng feel more at ease.

Zuo Tang and the others had already started crying.

After Shen Zishu said that, Zuo Tang was stunned for a moment. He looked at his companions and checked the button to enter the copy at the same time, only to find that the button to enter the final copy had disappeared.

Several people were a little stunned.

Ren Wanci suddenly burst into tears. In her hand was the life tablet of everyone present, which she now held in her arms, protecting it tightly.

The completion rate has dropped rapidly. You may not see anything at a glance, but you have to know that the total number of players of horror games is still more than one million, and the number of novices entering the game is very large. This can only mean that some novices die as soon as they come in, while others persist in several copies before dying.

Countless people died in the dungeon, the survival system was still constantly instigating them, and the foolish novice players believed the rumors about the final dungeon and jumped into the abyss one after another.

Some of these 40 people don’t know He Feng yet, some have heard of him, and some are almost living in He Feng’s live broadcast room.

And this choice was decided by more than 40 people together.

I just feel that, instead of spending my whole life in this shitty game, hovering on the brink of death countless times, it’s better to give the survival system a punch.

You want to use the temptation of the final copy to lure the newcomers to their deaths, right?

Okay, then let everyone see that the end of the final copy is the end of life.

These people have been in the horror game industry for a long time, so they know what the horror game system is, but the newcomers don’t know.

I heard that the road home is paved by a man of great importance, and many people say that man can take everyone home.

Then they should fire the first shot of resistance and slap Gou System hard in the face.

The final copy? Oh, it was finished in seconds.

Can you go home? Go back to your home.

There are only a dozen people left out of the 40-plus people. They were originally planning to enter the final dungeon together, but they couldn't bear to leave Brother He and wanted to wait a little longer, so they stayed until the last batch. As a result, they were taught a lesson by their brother-in-law.

"Brother Shen's words 'Let's go if we want to' were so damn cool." Zuo Tang covered his face, as if something was flowing down his cheeks: "It's over, I feel like Brother Qian is going to scold us to death, we agreed to live and die together, but in the end we can't get in."

"It's okay. I've proved it to my brother Qian that my brother-in-law and his family are really awesome." Sister Ge Sisi wiped her tears and cried even harder: "Wuwuwuwu! My family! Who is my brother-in-law? He really makes me cry!"

Fan Ru choked up and typed: [Gege, you are really amazing. I can’t get in even if I want to.]

"The sacrifices are enough." Shen Zishu held He Feng's hand tightly. He looked at the screen and said firmly: "I know what you mean, but the number of people in the game is not 58 now. You are destined to not be able to make those one million people raise the banner of resistance. Some people are still waiting and watching, and some people retreat at the end to wait for the ending. Your sacrifices are enough. Cowards will always be cowards. People who don't want to believe will not even look at any evidence. What you have done is enough. Someone will see it, and someone will join us because of it. So, thank you, and thank you for your hard work. Have a good rest. There will be a battle in the future, but it won't be now, and it won't be far away."

These words made more than a dozen people burst into tears.

They hugged each other, but their emotions were not sadness, but more excitement.

Brother Shen knew what they wanted to do and what they were thinking.

They just want more people to rebel against the Gou system, so they must first expose the lies of the Gou system, so they gather together and prepare to die together.

But the ultimate believer in the Savior is the cow, which directly blocks their way.

Family members, who understands? I wanted to die, but my parents grabbed me by the scruff of the neck and pulled me back frantically, wuwuwuwu.

Not dead at all!

"I feel like something is crying." He Feng frowned and said, "Why do I feel this way?"

"Because your intuition is invincible." Huyan Wangji sighed, "If I say something that will get me beaten, I will think of the years when we will die."

"Very good, you are quite self-aware." Zhang Yu rolled up his sleeves and rushed over: "Hey! Get beaten!!"

"Don't tell me, I still remember it hurt when I blew myself up." Si Shanyue couldn't help but say something. Seeing Zhang Yu turned his head towards him, Si Shanyue immediately said, "You hit him! But you can't hit me!"

Huyan Wanji and his companions became active again, the barrage of comments changed from being dull just now, and He Feng and his companions also regained the energy to deal with these bottles and jars.

The blue-purple flames gathered around the iron frame. Xiaojiu tried hard to expand his body and surrounded all the iron frames.

"Rest in peace." He Feng nodded towards the bottles and jars: "I will avenge you."

The hellfire devoured everything, no matter if it was an iron frame or a container, Xiaojiu left nothing behind, and they were all burned to ashes.

The entire space became empty, with nothing, nothing left.

"By the way, that director is still alive, right?" Qian Youlin began to analyze: "He put these things here, he must like them very much, right? If we burn all these things, he will be furious if he finds out."

“Well, then he is the first big boss in history to be angered to death.” Sheng Nancheng couldn’t help laughing out loud: “It’s funny no matter how you think about it, hahahahahahaha!”

"You two are really good at poking at people's hearts." He Feng raised his eyebrows and asked, "Who did you learn this from?"

Hearing this, Qian Youlin and Sheng Nancheng looked at each other and shouted in unison: "Follow you!"

The two men ran away after shouting. He Feng sneered and started chasing after them.

Hey! Where are you running to?