Horror games are not important, I sleep in them

Chapter 181 He is the best

The seven people who were originally worried about the two of them suddenly showed off their love.

They looked at each other, and saw deep disgust in each other's eyes.

Coco, they were crying at first, but now they really can’t cry at all.

"Oh, no wonder those people call Shen Gegefu." Huyan Wanji kept clicking his tongue: "Let's change the name too, how about it? Gefu?"

"Very good." He Feng put on a big smile and raised his eyebrows smugly. "Are you not full from eating dog food?"

Huyan Wanji: ...

Seeing that He Feng was no longer angry, Zhang Yu turned off the stopwatch in his hand.

The others came over curiously, and when they saw the numbers on the stopwatch, they couldn't help but curse out loud.

Nine minutes and fifty-nine seconds.

This boss named Shen who has a boyfriend is really right!

It really was just ten minutes, they really couldn't bear to let it go, they were truly convinced.

"Ahhh!" Si Shanyue scratched his head frantically, "I lost again! I lost again! I've never won a bet with Brother Shen in my life! Never won a bet aaaaa!"

Jiang Chong patted his lover's shoulder and sighed.

Ying Zong had a blank expression on his face, but Song Tan sensed Ying Zong's bad mood. He chuckled and imitated Jiang Chong and patted Ying Zong on the shoulder.

What else can we do? Brother Shen has said this, and Brother He is afraid that it will be difficult for him to stay angry.

"Brother He, can you attack him?" Chu Siqi gritted her teeth and said, "Can you! Press him! Attack him! Go ahead!"

He Feng coughed lightly: "To be discussed, how long has it been?"

Huyan Wanji's eyes were dull: "24 hours, 36 minutes, 19 seconds, 20 seconds..."

Shen Zishu shook his head helplessly. He took He Feng out of the memory space and looked at the seven crazy people, not knowing how to start.

So a boss named Shen thought about it and said, "Keep up the good work."

Huyan Wangi and others: ...

Just pack up the two of them and throw them out of the warm white space.

Go, go, go, hurry up, don't stay here, it's an eyesore! It's an eyesore!!

He Feng, who was thrown out, nestled in Shen Zishu's arms for a moment and couldn't help laughing out loud.

He had digested all those painful memories, and although his chest still felt a little sore, it was much better.

The savior's mission has not yet been successful, he has to keep trying.

Ultimately, it was because they realized at the time that they could not defeat the horror game system that they made the decision.

They knew that the horror game system would definitely pull humans in to participate in the dungeon again to create what it thought was the perfect game.

Therefore, the first confrontation is not a failure, but a preparation for subsequent success.

"Did you take out the fox pendant in the Death Train?" He Feng was a little sleepy. There was no light in the room, and he didn't know what time it was. "I remember that it was a beautiful stone found in a copy, and then you carved it for me."

"Yeah." Shen Zishu opened his backpack permissions to He Feng and took out the transparent little fox pendant: "I didn't expect to see it again."

The boyfriend finally agreed to share the backpack permissions with him. He Feng, with his shaky spirit, began to check Shen Zishu's backpack.

OK, a bunch of kitchen utensils.

OK, several generators.

OK, hang gliding.

Okay, mattresses and all kinds of bedding.

Well, he has about a dozen sets of clothes, all kinds of things.

"Why are all these my things?" He Feng muttered, his eyelids starting to twitch: "Why don't you put some of your own things in there, huh?"

The young man in his arms slowly fell asleep, and Shen Zishu smiled gently while hugging his baby.

He knew that He Feng always had some spare clothes, toiletries, and his favorite snacks in his backpack, so why couldn't he prepare some for He Feng?

"I'm so jealous!" Huyan Wanji said with a smile, "I'm really impressed. You two should just pamper each other!"

The corners of Shen Zishu's mouth slowly dropped. He looked at He Feng's sleeping face and said to Hu Yan Wanji, "I'm sorry."

Huyan Wangji paused, and waved his hand nonchalantly, but his eyes were red again: "Oh, don't be sorry, Brother Shen, you have tried your best. That monster, that monster is not something we can deal with."

If it weren't for Shen Zishu, they might have lost more than 15 people after fighting the giant beast.

So Huyan Wanji never blamed Shen Zishu. Why should he blame him?

His Xiao Mu died to save him.

"It's just that Amu can't go back to that holy mountain." Huyan Wangji chuckled, and his voice lowered: "I can't go back either."

"Get both of you out!" Zhang Yu said indignantly. She wiped away two tears: "Ahhhh! You two are really abominable for handing out knives!"

"Hey! Brother Shen brought it up!" Huyan Wanji chose to pass the buck: "It's none of my business!"

"Yes, I suggested it." Shen Zishu chuckled and hugged He Feng tighter: "It's almost over."

Everyone stopped talking and fell completely silent.

The vines in the room seemed to sense that their owner was no longer anxious, and slowly retracted, but then grew again to block the sunlight when it came out.

It’s 9:21 on Player Island and the sun is shining brightly.

Shen Zishu hugged his savior, breathing steadily, and fell asleep, a rare event.

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The two of them slept soundly and did not wake up until 20:17 in the evening, and they were woken up by hunger.

So, when the second generation members of the extermination organization came back, He Feng was slumped in the waiting chair of the Yunta Restaurant, with empty eyes and very hungry.

Seeing He Feng, Qian Youlin's eyes lit up and he rushed over: "Brother! How is it!"

He Feng looked at Qian Youlin and was suddenly stunned for a moment.

Speaking of which, Qian Youlin's personality seems to be quite similar to that of a person with the surname Huyan.

"Brother?" Seeing He Feng staring at him without saying anything, Qian Youlin touched his face in confusion: "Hiss - is it possible that I am so handsome that I am stunned by you? You are stunned by me."

Very good, Huyan Wanji seemed to have said something similar.

He Feng thought so, his fingertips trembled and said: "I once had a friend like you."

Qian Youlin's cocky look paused, and he rarely calmed down. He sat opposite He Feng and said with a grin, "Then he must be handsome too!"

"That's right!" Hu Yanwanji put his hands on his hips and laughed loudly: "I must be the most handsome!"

In his mind, Huyan Wanji's face looked so annoying that He Feng couldn't help but chuckle.

When everyone saw He Feng take the initiative to talk about it, they all gathered around He Feng, waiting for him to continue speaking.

They didn't ask and gave He Feng the right to choose.

The past was a bit heavy, so heavy that He Feng didn't know how to start talking. He thought about it, took the bowl brought by his boyfriend and started eating.

Everyone:?

No, they were still waiting to listen, why did they suddenly start eating?

"Don't be anxious." He Feng slurped his noodles while comforting them: "I haven't eaten for more than a day. Let me eat first."

“Then eat quickly, brother.” Sheng Nancheng sat next to Qian Youlin. He lay on the table and laughed even more than Qian Youlin: “Hehehe, if Brother Lin hadn’t said you had something important to do, I would have thought you and Brother Fu had finally gotten married.”

He Feng: "Puff! Cough cough cough!"

Seeing He Feng raising his fist, Lu Ming calmly stepped forward to protect him, fearing that He Feng would beat him up in anger.

"Brother He." Bitter Melon Face remained expressionless: "Not really."

A question mark slowly appeared above He Feng's head. He looked at Qian Youlin, who shrugged, indicating that he had nothing to say.

He looked at Wangwang again, only to see the dog shaking his head mysteriously and saying nothing.

Finally, He Feng turned his gaze to Qian Youcheng. The trader who saw through everything lowered his eyes and chuckled, without giving an answer.

"Are you okay?" He Feng didn't understand: "Why? I just wanted to ask what happened to these two people. What's your reaction?"

"The reaction was speechless." Qian Youlin sighed. He didn't quite understand: "A normal person can see that there is a problem between the two of them, right?"

"Impossible!" Sheng Nancheng denied it directly: "What's the problem? How come I don't know? Lu Ming, do we have a problem?"

Lu Ming paused and said, "No."

He Feng:……?

Half of the noodles in the big bowl had already been eaten. He Feng took two sips of the water handed to him by Shen Zishu and pointed the finger at Lu Ming: "You'd better not have it."

Lu Ming did not answer. He subconsciously looked at Sheng Nancheng's back and said nothing more.

"What's the best about him?" Sheng Nancheng snorted, tapping the table with his fingertips. "He's the best!"

He Feng looked at Lu Ming in silence.

How should I put it, the atmosphere between these two people is not right.

But it’s not something they can control. The crybaby can’t retreat anyway, so it depends on whether the bitter face will move forward.

Both of them are adults, so they should solve the problems on their own.

He Feng picked up the big bowl again and slurped the noodles. When he finished and drank some water, everyone looked over at him.

"Dog." He Feng called out, and after a moment of silence, he asked, "Can you use your skills now?"

"Okay." Wang Wang nodded and activated his innate skill. This time, the light on He Feng's body was even more intense and warmer than before. "Peeking into the World" whispered something in his ear. Wang Wang smiled foolishly: "It's still talking about going home."

He Feng lowered his head, raised his hand, and touched the hidden scar on his forehead with his fingertips.

"From the moment I entered the horror game, I wanted to take everyone home." He Feng exhaled and chuckled, "I also firmly believe that I can take everyone home. To be honest, I had been in a state of amnesia until yesterday. I regained my lost memories and understood what the word 'go home' really meant."

The young man's lips curled up slightly, his eyes full of sadness: "It's 57 lives, and all the people who were implicated afterwards."

That memory wasn’t long at all, compared to the actual recollection, it only took a little over an hour.

It was not too short, as the water cup next to He Feng was refilled three times.

"In the final analysis, the Gou system and I are lifelong enemies, and we will fight to the death." He Feng said cheerfully, as if he had let it go: "I will definitely be able to bring everyone home."