Horror games are not important, I sleep in them

Chapter 208 Research Institute 27·Share 1!

Fu Shi and his sleeping bag floated out in the water, it was 100% funny.

Fu Shi finally woke up from his sleep but didn't get up, it was 200% funny.

Fu Shi started to call for help, and after a while he started to chirp, which was 1000% funny.

The sound of laughter woke Sheng Nancheng up. Maybe it was because he was used to it, but the little crybaby smacked his lips before opening his eyes. When he raised his head, he felt his neck was extremely uncomfortable.

He howled twice, and then his whole position was changed, with his butt sitting on Lu Ming's shoulder. He hugged Lu Ming's neck with his whole body, and the back of his neck was gently rubbed, which was very comfortable.

Qian Youlin has only one comment on this.

This is the way to hold a child! Bitter face! You better not spoil him like this!

"What happened?" Sheng Nancheng closed his eyes again, and put his chin on Lu Ming's shoulder. He felt very comfortable being rubbed, and felt sleepy again. "What are you laughing at?"

"Laughing at me, I floated far away with the water." Fu Shitong finally escaped from the sleeping bag with the help of Shen Zishu, "Thank you."

Shen Zishu didn't respond. He hurried back and hugged He Feng again.

The water was almost up to his knees. Fu Shi felt a little uncomfortable being wrapped in someone else's skin. He raised his hand and scratched his head with his fingertips. His scalp suddenly cracked. As Fu Shi struggled, a layer of light yellow substance fell off. Fu Shi threw the thing away in disgust.

Just like when he played chess with the Ghost King, Fu Shichi was shirtless and there were some bloodstains on his skin, which looked a bit creepy.

Sheng Nancheng, who had already woken up, looked at the human skin without saying a word.

On the circular highway, Fu Shi just tapped his forehead and returned to his original appearance. Does this mean it is the same now?

Did he kill someone?

"Is he a bad guy?" Sheng Nancheng asked, "Is Shang Qian a bad guy?"

Fu Shi was stunned when he heard this. He took out a towel from his backpack and then took out a bottle of water to wet it, then wiped the blood off his body bit by bit.

He did not answer Sheng Nancheng's question immediately, and he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

It is still potential but not bad.

He forced girls to submit to him, and when passing dungeons he would deliberately trick some people and cause their deaths.

It must be bad.

"Not bad." Fu Shi said with a smile: "I just like to kill good people."

Sheng Nancheng didn't say anything. He sat on Lu Ming's arm. In the barrage of comments on the screen in front of him, someone was accusing Shang Qian of what he had done.

[He raped me! He even threatened me with the photo! Now this disgusting villain is finally dead! Hahahaha! He is finally dead!]

[My teammate was killed by that Shang Qian! I was wondering why Shang Qian was so quiet this time, it turns out he is already dead.]

Those accusations seemed to reach Sheng Nancheng's ears through the screen. He looked at Fu Shi who was still smearing him and said nothing.

Someone in Qian Youlin's live broadcast room also talked about what Shang Qian had done, which made the top brother on the list suspicious of Fu Shi.

If Shang Qian is not a good guy, then does that mean the person Fu Shi killed before is a good guy?

Was the guild that was massacred really as rumored?

Qian Youlin is unknown.

Words can kill.

It's hard to be a good person, but it's easy to be judged.

No matter what kind of label it is, as long as more people say it, it will naturally be attached to you.

The judgment of bad people and good people is never based on facts, but on some irrelevant rumors.

Just like Ma Changfeng, he would say that He Feng was difficult to get along with, that He Feng was moody, and that He Feng beat people at will.

His words became more and more outrageous as they spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred, and finally it became known that He Feng liked killing people, and even that He Feng would eat people.

And the rumor that He Feng supported a lot of people might have originally referred to the companions on Player No. 10's island.

No one would care whether those words were true or not, and no one would keep an eye on them and spread the truth bit by bit.

Therefore, we should not judge an event or a person without verifying its truth or falsity.

For example, Fu Shi now said that he killed a good man, but there are still many people accusing Shang Qian of what he had done was excessive.

Should we believe Fu Shi? But so many people are crying and complaining, which shows that Shang Qian is not a good person.

Don't you believe Fu Shi? He killed the person. Why don't you believe him?

Words can kill.

Sheng Nancheng looked at Fu Shi and thought calmly that if it were him, he would definitely clarify it at the first moment instead of admitting it.

So what exactly did Fu Shi go through?

"But many people are accusing Shang Qian of what he did." Sheng Nancheng said, "He deserves to die."

Fu Shi casually took out a shirt and put it on. He didn't respond to Sheng Nancheng's words, but just chuckled indifferently.

He had long been accustomed to the outside world's views of him. He was most familiar with those disgusting, greedy, fearful, and disgusting looks. He could even hold a bowl and eat two bowls of rice noodles under the gaze of those people.

Thinking of this, Fu Shi smacked his lips.

The bright taste of the chicken soup seemed to still linger between his lips and teeth, it was so fragrant that he couldn't help but think about it a few more times.

Why not ask Shi Fu if he can do it?

Thinking this, Fu Shi went to take out his notebook, but he couldn't find any trace of it after searching through his backpack. He collapsed instantly.

"Fuck!" Fu Shi rushed into the tent with all his might: "My notebook!"

"What?!" Qian Youlin's eyes widened: "Share it!"

The tent had been soaked in water a long time ago. Fu Shi searched for a while but couldn't find any trace of the notebook, and he immediately became anxious.

He bit his tongue and didn't calm down until he tasted blood. Then he dived into the water again and started rubbing.

The water had already reached above the knees. Players from other laboratories came over one after another. They greeted He Feng and were puzzled to see a stranger digging in the water there.

Who is this person? Why have they never seen him before?

"I must kill him!" Fu Shi's eyes were red. He knelt on the ground, with the water level with his chest: "Damn it, I must skin him alive."

Qian Youlin was a little puzzled. Suddenly, something seemed to touch his fish tail. He asked Qi Guanju to fish it out and saw a notebook wrapped in a sealed bag.

Qian Youlin: …

Ah, this.

"Well." Qian Youlin held up the notebook and asked Fu Shi: "Why do you put a sealed bag around the notebook?"

"Because I'm afraid it will get dirty!" Fu Shi shouted, not feeling anything wrong at all. He searched again but still couldn't find his notebook: "I must skin the person who caused all this!"

"Well." Qian Youlin coughed and shouted, "Look back at me and see if this is your notebook."

Upon hearing this, Fu Shi turned his head sharply, and when he saw the familiar notebook, he rushed over.

He ran to Qian Youlin, but did not grab it. He just spread out his palms and waited for Qian Youlin to put down the notebook.

Qian Youlin thought Fu Shi wanted to snatch a piece of it: ...

No, isn't it so well behaved?

Damn! Those big eyes!

I’ll give it back to you, I’ll give it back to you!