Horror games are not important, I sleep in them

Chapter 294: Infernal Hell 3: I Will Never Be

"Wow!"

"Hahahaha! Look at my couple showing their affection up close!"

"I love!"

Cheers from the crowd came from behind him, but He Feng was too lazy to turn his head. He raised his hand and waved to signal these light bulbs to move away quickly.

The crowd started to set up camp with laughter. They first surrounded an area. Fortunately, one of the players had the skill to manipulate the earth, and with the help of Shen Zishu, they quickly built a city wall.

"It makes me feel so safe." Cui Xue stood in front of the city wall. She lowered her head and coughed twice: "This is the charm of my brother!"

Shang Wuwang cheered: "Everyone! What are we!"

"An outside member of the extermination organization!"

The crowd over there was so excited and happy that He Feng started to suspect that he had joined some kind of pyramid scheme. Anyway, it was quite spooky.

Shen Zishu stood in front of the table. The things Fu Shi left behind helped the most. A transparent light screen floated in the air. Looking at the messy data, Shen Zishu frowned.

His fingertips tapped quickly on the virtual keyboard, and the numbers and letters floated up quickly.

Then, the data began to rebel.

In other words, what is being rebelled against is not the data but the horrific game system.

In the main space, Shen Zhu could no longer create the eleventh core. He could only sit in front of the controller and engage in an endless confrontation with his creator.

The dense data was imprinted in Shen Zhu's eyes. His fingertips danced quickly on the keyboard. His emotions gradually became excited and high, and he laughed wildly.

"Xiaoyi! He is still so great! He..."

The sound suddenly stopped, and the main space quickly returned to silence, leaving only the insignificant breathing sound still repeating heavily.

Shen Zhu didn't make any movement. He lowered his head and looked at the dense and constantly jumping data. Suddenly, he felt a little bored.

What got.

The pale fingertips curled up and pressed on the keyboard again.

Those lonely emotions were turned into a bunch of data and finally suppressed.

He never needs to get anything. He has everything he needs. Those semicolon machines are just coveting his position.

"Host, 66 missed you."

It's just too quiet.

Shen Zhu told himself expressionlessly that was why he was thinking about these useless things.

"Host, does the green sun look nice?"

Human emotions were such a burden, he should have kicked them all out of his body long ago.

"Host, don't lock me in there."

The keyboard was smashed to the ground, and Shen Zhu was gasping for breath. Those bad emotions had been surrounding him and had been bothering him since Unit 1 was destroyed.

That's enough.

Shen Zhu closed his eyes tightly, took a few deep breaths and finally put those useless emotions behind him.

So what if I'm lonely?

Only he can win this game.

Shen Zhu's emotions fluctuated greatly. He did not and would not notice that the scrapped robotic arm was still recording his emotions as usual.

The continuous erosion in the past few years finally allowed Unit 1 to seize an opportunity and successfully find a way out for itself.

The self-destruction program created by Shen Zishu was successfully stolen by Unit 1, and now it is just waiting for an opportunity.

We must get out of that hell.

The confrontation over data is looming into an endless cycle.

He Feng couldn’t understand the dense numbers, he could only tell from Shen Zishu’s face that this time he would be difficult to deal with.

He also frowned and looked at the players who were happily building the stove.

The horror game system definitely does this not just to stop them so simply, it must have other ideas.

It was difficult for him and Shen Zishu to take action, so they could only make moves among these players.

Sure enough, the horror game system made him or Shen Zishu face that problem.

"Be good." Shen Zishu's eyes did not move away from the light screen. He spoke with a pleading tone: "You promised me that you would choose me."

He Feng paused, he smiled, bent down and kissed Shen Zishu on the cheek: "Of course I will choose you, I have no other ideas, so my big baby, you have to work hard."

Shen Zishu nodded, but he still didn't believe it in his heart.

The savior's thoughts were so easy to guess. When the heavy and gloomy mood became stronger, all he wanted was to sacrifice himself.

So it has to be fast.

Shen Zishu built and projected a new virtual keyboard again, and two codes quickly took shape, one for a frontal attack, and the other to quickly find other weak points and try to break through.

He Feng stopped disturbing him. The roars of monsters continued to be heard outside the city wall. The players formed attacking teams on their own initiative, and there were even logistics personnel. When He Feng went over, the first group had already attacked.

"Hey, they're here?" Shang Wuwang called out to He Feng. He pointed at the beast tide below and said, "The monsters here are very weird and hard to fight. They fight in a round-robin manner. They simply want to wear us out. Fortunately, we have more people."

He Feng pursed his lips and said nothing. The black and red mist quickly covered his entire body. The savior was pulled back as soon as he took the first step.

She is a little girl that He Feng has never seen before. Her name is Ximen Wei. Her innate ability is called "Holy Light". She is a regional healer and is the logistics team leader.

"We can't let Brother He charge into battle all the time." Ximen Wei chuckled, "We can still handle this level of situation. Brother, you should take a break. It won't be too late to attack when a BOSS-level character appears."

He Feng couldn't help laughing when he saw the little girl's proud and proud look. He raised his hand and patted the little girl on the shoulder and watched the first group kill all the monsters. Then, like a group of monkeys that were let out to have fun, they shouted excitedly like crazy.

"They look a little silly." Hu Yanwanji tried to be as tactful as possible: "But, how does the savior feel?"

He Feng poked Dawn into the ground. He stood firmly on the city wall and became the players' strongest backing: "Not bad."

In the base, besides He Feng and Shen Zishu, there are 432 people with innate skills that can fight. The remaining 66 people have skills to enhance the abilities of others, as well as healing skills like Ximen Wei. There are also a few who are useless and are processing food.

They were not rejected, nor were they pushed out as bait. Instead, they were given kitchen tasks and now gathered together to pick vegetables and chat about gossip.

The first group was still killing monsters outside, and the second group had already assembled. The leader was Cui Xue. She smiled and told the first group not to be like wild horses that had no control.

"Our second group's knives are thirsty!" Cui Xue raised her head and laughed, shouting to the first group: "Hurry up! It's our turn!"

Monsters appeared in an endless stream, and the outer members of the extermination organization were full of murderous intent.

The groups are divided according to their abilities, with the most capable players separated and allowed to take the less capable players out to fight, thus ensuring that the abilities of each group of players are more evenly distributed.

This is also the distribution method of the First Guild. It just so happened that there were members of the First Guild in the copy, so they directly adopted this method.

"Thank you, President, for taking me in. I was able to meet Brother He and share his worries." Li Qian bowed to the sky: "President! I will not let you down!"

Gu Yi couldn't bear to see his partner anymore, so he quickly divided the other groups.

The 432 people were divided into 12 groups, with 36 people in each group. If nothing unexpected happens, they should be safe.

The vital signs of all the players were gathered in one place. Shen Zhu sneered and put the data of various monsters into it.

The red soil of the Inferno quickly churned, and BOSS-level monsters without self-awareness were born one after another. They twisted their bodies and roared at the players.

The fourth group retreated when they couldn't win, turned around and ran away, showing great self-awareness.

They shouted "Brother He, help!" and retreated back into the city walls.

Dawn pulled out from the wall, and black and red mist enveloped He Feng. He was completely hidden in the mist, looking extremely handsome.

A metal mask covered the young man's face, and a muffled voice was heard. There was a smile in the tone, which showed the confidence of a savior.

"Wait." The young savior jumped off the wall and said, "I'll beat them for you!"

The giant python formed by flames raised its head and roared. Xiaojiu opened his mouth and swallowed all those ungrateful monsters into his stomach. The fire of hell greedily burned everything.

The blade moved between the monsters. The hideous black and red mist did not want to lose to Xiao Jiu, so it devoured all kinds of monsters, and a large number of monsters fell in an instant.

The familiar giant python appeared in front of him, but He Feng was not in a hurry at all. Before he could speak, Xiao Jiu had already impatiently passed through his body and pounced on the giant python.

In the scorching flames, the young man raised his chin slightly. He looked into the giant python's eyes, and it seemed as if he saw through the eyes the horrifying game system that controlled all this.

"What a despicable and lowly method." He Feng said sarcastically, "I feel ashamed for you."

"Then let's give it a try."

"He Feng, will you willingly jump into the blood realm that I created just for you?"

The giant python howled, and no matter how it struggled and twisted, it could not escape the flames.

"Even if that happens, I won't be alone." He Feng chuckled. Behind him were four groups of members running out with weapons in hand. "I will never be alone."

The BOSS wave was repelled, and two players who were sitting and picking food suddenly disappeared.

The two players were successfully sent out, and the gap that had just been torn was filled again by the horror game system.

This war was not easy. Shen Zishu was concentrating. The codes on the screen were densely packed and scrolling quickly. I'm afraid no one could see them clearly except Shen Zishu and Shen Zhu.

The number of remaining players in the dungeon is 498.

Shen Zhu has been preparing for the savior of the Hell of Endless Suffering for a long time, and it has been very perfect so far. As long as he can stop Shen Zishu, the Hell of Endless Suffering will definitely become a dead end.

It doesn’t matter if he can’t become the savior, the savior will enter that bloody realm no matter what.

Fu Shi is dead, Unit 1 is gone, and no one except him can rescue He Feng from that bloody realm. By then, he will stuff the Creator in as well.

No, that's not right.

Shen Zhu laughed happily. He wanted to eat He Feng alive in front of the Creator.

It was just a matter of time, and he could definitely wait.

I just don’t know if those humans can afford to wait.

Cui Xue sneezed three times in a row. She rubbed her eyes and felt a little cold.

Her companion brought her a cup of hot water, and she thanked him and drank it in small sips.

Chang An couldn't help but laugh at him: "No way, Xuexue, this is not enough?"

"A woman can't say no!" Cui Xue gritted her teeth fiercely: "Wait, I'll be fine after taking the medicine."

"I told you not to sleep with the windows open but you didn't listen." Jing Ran rolled his eyes: "I told you it would be cold on Player Island No. 9 because of the snow, but you didn't listen. Look, now you're done."

“Mother Jing!” Cui Xue covered her head and screamed exaggeratedly: “Stop reading, stop reading! My head hurts so much!”

"Look good!" Jing Ran rolled his eyes and stood up to go to battle: "Look, I'll kill everyone!"

The group rotation had only reached the eighth group, and Cui Xue could still rest for a while. She lay on the folding bed wrapped in a blanket, only feeling that she was inexplicably sick.

He Feng took out a bottle of healing potion plus version from his backpack and handed it to her: "Are you okay?"

"I'm so dead." Cui Xue made an OK gesture to He Feng: "Leave this medicine for others to drink, I don't need it."

"Don't be so funny." He Feng said with a sigh, "It's better than the healing potion, drink it quickly."

Cui Xue groaned and got up: "This is so embarrassing."

While saying this, he already held the medicine in his hand and started to drink it.

A vigorous vitality slowly flowed out from the body. Cui Xue couldn't help but whisper "Oh my God" and directly lifted up the hem of her clothes.

The wounds left by the BOSS in the previous copy were slowly healing, leaving Cui Xue stunned.

He Feng covered his eyes: "How is it? Is it useful?"

"More than that." Cui Xue looked at the muscles on her arms: "I feel like I can fight alone for a whole day!"

The little girl ran away lively, leaving He Feng looking at the little girl's back feeling helpless.

"It's almost over." Hu Yanwanji sighed, "They can all go home."

"You can do it, too." He Feng stretched lazily: "You have to trust my boyfriend's skills."

Si Shanyue raised his head silently: "Is this something we can believe?"

He Feng: ...

He put on a very kind smile: "When the time comes, I will have to arrange an eight-year-old body for you! You can only look at your wife! But you can't hug! her!"

Si Shanyue stretched out his hand: "Brother! I think there should be room for discussion!"

Jiang Chong sat aside and laughed.

That future is anticipated by everyone.

The copy time is 18:43, and there is no change in the sky.

All that was seen was scarlet, and this sight was tormenting everyone's nerves.

The code confrontation has entered a white-hot stage. Shen Zishu took the time to change the settings for the refresh of dungeon monsters, so that those monsters can only refresh at the main entrance of the base to make it easier for players to fight them.

Shen Zhu didn't take this minor change seriously. Since the Creator wanted to change it, then let him change it. Just think of it as him easing up.

After all twelve groups cooperated to fight a monster once, they set a timer. As long as each group could hold on for half an hour, it would take about five and a half hours for the next group to take a turn, which was enough time for them to rest.

He Feng needs to assist them and help them kill the monsters they cannot defeat.

The order of evacuation was also determined. Those with low ability values ​​would be sent back first, and those who were logistics would stay behind to help with treatment or strengthening.

Things seem to be moving in the right direction.