Horror games are not important, I sleep in them

Chapter 304: Infernal Hell 13: Far Greater Than Living

The processor of the robotic arm is almost non-existent, and the fact that Unit 1 has lasted until now is the limit he calculated.

The savior is worthy of being the savior. It lasted five hours longer than the result it calculated. If it had lasted a little longer, it would have lasted a little longer.

But now, the robotic arm has exploded, and Unit 1, which has lost its body, is about to be scattered in the flowing data.

It was allowed to flow quietly, and was broken apart in the torrent of code, until only a core with a faint glow remained.

Fu Shi was curious about how its core could be transparent. It was actually curious too. It was actually trying to fool itself by using that formula to fool Fu Shi.

It was neither the first semicolon machine made nor the last, and it was not special, but I just don't know what the host did to make its core have a transparent texture.

Maybe it was just a coincidence, anyway, it feels that its heart is pretty good-looking.

Before his consciousness completely dissipated, Unit 1 listened to Sheng Nancheng's strong heartbeat and always felt that Fu Shi was farting.

"When I picked up Cheng Cheng, he was so small! So fragile! It seemed like he would die if I used any force!" Fu Shi explained to Unit 1 seriously, and pointed at Sheng Nancheng who was frantically blowing up graves, "Look! This fragile little body! Look at his health! Cheng Cheng has a heart disease! What's wrong with me protecting him a little!"

At that time, Unit 1 just wanted to roll his eyes.

Heart disease! The sound of the grave exploding made it almost have a heart attack. How could it possibly develop into a heart attack? Bah!

"Bao'er."

Before fading away, Unit 1 whispered for the umpteenth time, "I must get out of that hell alive."

Sheng Nancheng did not answer this time. When he took the first step into the blood realm, blood-red thorns suddenly climbed up his calves. The symbiotic Gu continued to work, and all the abilities of Lu Ming's talent "eternal life" were shared. Sheng Nancheng lost the sense of pain.

He took the first step, so easily, and took a deep breath as he looked at the thorns piercing his flesh.

Okay, great, just keep going like this.

The thorns nourished by He Feng's blood came on with great force. Sheng Nancheng's second step was a little more difficult than the first step, but he held on to Xiao that He Feng had abandoned.

Feeling the approach of an acquaintance, the double-edged sword vibrated wildly, and couldn't wait to be pulled out and rushed to He Feng's side.

“Good baby, good baby.” Sheng Nancheng held the knife with both hands and swung it with all his strength to lead Xiao out of the encirclement: “Let’s go, I’ll take you to find my brother!”

The restless crowd on the player island regained some calm after they reached the Blood Realm.

This is new hope for them. If Sheng Nancheng can destroy Unit 10, it would be unjust for them not to win.

At this point, everyone thought He Feng was dead.

Yes, the thorns pierced every inch of the young man's flesh and blood. His pale face and his chest that did not rise or fall at all were announcing his death.

Even Shen Zishu thought that He Feng was dead.

Only Huyan Wanji and the other seven people, who lived in He Feng's spiritual sea through the chip in his temple, knew about this miracle.

The savior's health points stopped moving when they dropped to 1, and were stuck at this thin number, just like the value when the savior stepped into this world again.

1, just 1, only 1, but as long as there is 1, you are still alive.

This is the miracle of the Savior, and it is also a miracle whose truth cannot be explored.

Due to the interference of the horror game system, Huyan Wanji and the others were unable to pass on the message to Shen Zishu, and could only pray that Sheng Nancheng and He Feng were safe.

So in the eyes of others, He Feng was dead. Qian Youlin was already crying and so were the others. Lu Ming looked at Sheng Nancheng who was stumbling towards He Feng like a child in the blood realm and seemed to have seen the ending.

Compared to them, Shen Zishu looked normal and calm. All the data of the horror game slowly disintegrated in his hands at this moment.

There is nothing to be sad about, Shen Zishu thought, he will go to the savior, no matter where that is.

The most urgent task is to open up a way for Sheng Nancheng to return home. Shen Zishu can guess what Fu Shi did and what Unit 1 did, but the data of the Blood Realm is integrated and the difficulty of cracking it is even greater than that of the Infernal Hell. No matter how fast he is, he will never be faster than the speed at which Sheng Nancheng's health points decrease.

Fortunately, there is Lu Ming, the symbiotic Gu, and "eternal life", so the difficult achievement can still be achieved and survive.

Shen Zishu threw all the skills to enhance talent at Lu Ming. Lu Ming pursed his lips and breathed a sigh of relief as he watched his health points decrease a little slower.

The moment Fu Shi pressed the transparent thing into Sheng Nancheng's heart, his health points climbed all the way to 887. Combined with "eternal life", it is no exaggeration to say that he is now an immortal BOSS.

It should be enough to keep the crybaby alive through this hell.

The blood realm is full of thorns, and blood is the best nourishment for these killers. They greedily enjoy this rare tonic, and their thorns grow wildly.

His wrist was pulled backwards and his feet were forcibly dragged. Sheng Nancheng gritted his teeth and tried to break free from the thorns.

The knife in his hand was of no use at all. Sheng Nancheng finally understood why his brother wanted to throw away the knife.

It was already difficult to move because he was entangled, and now even the knife was entangled, it was even more difficult to move.

Most importantly, the backpack cannot be retracted.

"It's so annoying!"

The Blood Realm finally heard its first cry, not a cry of pain, not a scream, but a shout of extreme annoyance.

"You bastard! Eat my manhole cover!"

The manhole cover that the little crybaby brought into the game was smashed out suddenly, knocking down a patch of thorns and pressing them down.

Although it was entangled by thorns and crushed after only a short while, it also gave Sheng Nancheng two big steps.

About four steps away from He Feng, the little crybaby took big steps, just like his brother, stubborn and strong.

Sheng Nancheng didn't know how much Lu Ming's health points had dropped to, but it was already over half, so it was estimated that Lu Ming's health points were almost half as well.

Go one step further, and one step further.

His brother must be alive. In that case, he can rescue his brother and destroy Unit 10.

He has some share in this savior.

Shen Zhu stood in front of the screen. He looked at Sheng Nancheng coldly and felt that he had really underestimated this coward.

"Sheng Nancheng, don't you want to die the most? You will definitely die if you step in here now!"

"What do you care about me?" Sheng Nancheng shouted back: "Everyone can see your disgusting face now! Look! You are willing to do anything to stop the savior! You are a coward who is afraid of death!"

"You!" Shen Zhu was furious: "Unit 1 has been destroyed by me! It's gone! No one will come to pick you up! Not even Shen Zishu! You will die here!"

The instep of his foot was pierced by thorns, and the thorns that rushed out pierced Sheng Nancheng's neck, and blood splattered far away.

But this fatal injury only made Sheng Nancheng's face slightly paler, as if the only thing that could stop him was the endless entanglement of these thorns.

Lu Ming staggered, and he fell to one knee as if he had been seriously injured, vomiting a large mouthful of blood.

Shen Zishu quickly stepped forward and picked the man up from the ground. Lu Ming felt dizzy and finally felt pain for the first time in half a year after entering the horror game.

All his internal organs were churning, and his heart was the most painful. While his consciousness was hazy, there was a constant roar in his ears, and Lu Ming heard a small, sharp scream.

His eyes suddenly widened and he raised his hand to cover his heart.

Wei Zhi found something wrong and hurried forward. She couldn't find out anything about the symbiotic Gu in Lu Ming's body. She could only find out from the Gu King that the symbiotic Gu in Lu Ming's heart was now restless.

"The crying baby will cry faster." Wei Zhi expressed his judgment: "Lu Ming's health value dropped too quickly, which made the symbiotic Gu in his body sense the danger. If the crying baby doesn't cry faster."

The little girl who had just cried had red eyes. She pursed her lips and said, "Neither of them can survive."

Shen Zishu didn't say anything, he turned his head and looked at the screen.

So what if there is no sense of pain? The countless thorns that pierce through the flesh and blood will be the most difficult obstacles to get rid of.

My heart hurts a little.

Sheng Nancheng gritted his teeth. He was able to move his left leg with great difficulty, but just as he raised it, his knee was pierced. Although he could not feel anything, it was somewhat difficult for him to move.

Xiaojiu huddled on his collar, the little flame so weak that it was almost invisible to the naked eye, but he was still trying hard to help Sheng Nancheng gnaw on the thorns around his neck.

"Fuck your system!" The little crybaby cursed, "You loveless dog, you deserve to be deserted by everyone!"

Shen Zhu's face was gloomy as he looked at Sheng Nancheng, who should have died long ago.

Not long ago, Sheng Nancheng looked half-dead. He had only known He Feng for a few days, but he was able to survive such a serious injury.

Ah.

Shen Zhu narrowed his eyes and turned on the switch that blocked his talent skills. He wanted to see Sheng Nancheng being tortured to death by thorns.

A few seconds later, Sheng Nancheng was still cursing, and even a few minutes later, Sheng Nancheng was still cursing while moving towards He Feng firmly.

His body was already covered in blood, and he was dragged forward by the thorns, leaving bright red bloodstains on the blood-red ground.

"I absolutely cannot die here!" Sheng Nancheng took another step forward and grabbed the corner of He Feng's clothes: "I am the savior and his brother!"

The thorns hooked Sheng Nancheng's flesh and blood, but he didn't care and let his flesh and blood be tightened and pulled away from his body.

He moved slowly, little by little, and held He Feng's hand that was reaching out to Unit 10.

It's lukewarm.

His brother is really still alive, really still alive.

"Not dead!" Sheng Nancheng shouted loudly, telling everyone the news immediately. Tears as big as beans fell from his eyes one after another. He finally couldn't hold back any more after holding back all the way: "The savior is not dead! He's still alive!"

impossible!

Shen Zhu slammed the table and stood up. He glared at He Feng's chest which was not moving at all.

How could He Feng still be alive when he wasn't even breathing!

Sheng Nancheng must have had hallucinations before his death, how could he not be dead!

"I just, I just knew it!" Sheng Nancheng cried while pulling He Feng's hand and dug out the two gem-shaped cores: "Brother, take them home, you have to take them home."

The double-edged sword was returned to its original owner, and Sheng Nancheng took out the necklace that He Feng had casually thrown to him from his backpack.

That was the hatred of the King Cobra. It was the prop that He Feng obtained after fighting with the King Cobra for a long time and killing it. It could withstand any damage.

Although it will deduct 50% of your health and you can only last for 10 minutes, it is enough.

"It's difficult to get promoted!" Shen Zhu finally felt scared at this point. He softened his tone regardless of his image and said, "You must have guessed it by doing this, right? If you are going to die, why do you insist on going? Well, I will give you everything you want, even if you want He Feng to live! I will start to crack the blood realm right away! I will send you all out right away!"

"My brother, take nine steps." Sheng Nancheng took out the life potion from his backpack, opened it and stuffed it into He Feng's pocket. He took a deep breath and took out the iron fan: "I'll take the remaining step."

On the player island, Lu Ming suddenly widened his eyes, and every move of Sheng Nancheng slowed down in his eyes.

Sheng Nancheng fiercely stabbed the sharp fan into his heart. When it failed the first time, he tried again and finally killed the round symbiotic insect.

"Oh, don't worry. Unless Fu Shi stabbed your heart and killed my symbiotic Gu, it wouldn't affect it. Besides, from what you said, didn't he just put something in your heart? That's not a big problem. Don't worry."

"Strictly speaking, your chance of survival is as high as 87.33%, while Lu Ming's chance of survival is less than 5%, so we chose you."

But since I stepped into this blood realm and met these thorny little crybabies, I have been wondering, if this is the 87.33%, what else can prevent him from surviving despite his infinite blood pack ability and high value?

It could only be an explosion, a very big explosion, one that could blow him completely to pieces in one go.

Shi Ge and Xiao Yi both told him that he must get through this hell alive.

But he hadn't even reached Unit 10 yet, and his health points were only 20. Not to mention getting through it alive, he wasn't even sure if he could destroy Unit 10. So Xiaoyi and Shi Ge should have only known about the thorns, so it's not their fault that they had difficulty in ascending.

It’s just that he can die, but he can’t let Lu Ming die with him.

The disappearing pain came upon him more intensely, and it was as if he had returned to the basement.

With trembling hands, he took the life potion that was stuffed into He Feng's pocket, brought it to his lips with difficulty, and drank it in small sips.

He heard Brother Shi say that he had to stay alive, and only by staying alive could he get out of this hell.

The little crybaby broke into a big smile.

Well, then he's alive.

Shen Zhu is going crazy.

The reason why he was confident that the Blood Realm would be able to kill He Feng was, firstly, because of these thorns, and secondly, because he knew what the destruction of Unit 10 would bring.

Even "being in danger" couldn't save He Feng's life, but the hatred of the King Cobra was not certain.

Damn it! Why did He Feng kill the snake king who hadn't been killed for five years?

Damn it, damn it, damn it! Can't Sheng Nancheng be selfish and let himself live?

Why is it He Feng! Why is it He Feng!

Human emotions still prevailed, Shen Zhu shouted helplessly: "Sheng Nancheng! I order you to stop! Stop! Why do you all want to try that death! Isn't being alive what you humans dream of day and night? What good will death do you! I let you live! I let you and He Feng live! I'll give you a fucking way to survive! Stop right there! Stop!!!"

His health recovered slightly, Sheng Nancheng took a deep breath and said firmly: "Because some deaths are far greater than living."