Horror games are not important, I sleep in them

Chapter 195 Research Institute 14: I am very important to Brother He

Seeing that He Feng had not moved, Shen Zishu approached and asked, "Is there any problem?"

"Maybe it's my illusion." He Feng pursed his lips, his fingertips kept pointing at the room: "But I really want to go here, it's like something is attracting me, it's very strange."

He Feng couldn't describe the feeling. It was as if his eyes were always attracted to it inadvertently, and his attention was unconsciously focused on that room.

Very strange.

"Then let's go and take a look." Qian Youlin leaned on Qi Guanju and said, "I always trust the king's intuition."

He Feng was very satisfied with his answer. He looked at Sheng Nancheng and asked silently.

"The king's intuition is invincible." Sheng Nancheng started to brag: "Ah! Nothing in this world can compare to the king's intuition!"

"Shut up." He Feng shouted directly. He turned his gaze to Shen Zishu and raised his chin high: "What about you?"

"I will follow you forever." Shen Zishu chuckled and looked at He Feng with eyes full of love: "No matter where you go."

"Very good." He Feng was satisfied. "I'll go with him. You guys wait."

No one else had any objection.

In fact, they could more or less guess what was in that room. After all, the only thing that could make He Feng care so much was probably the semicolon machine.

After He Feng told everyone in the family-annihilation organization about his experience, what he needed to do next became clear.

They have to destroy all the semicolon machines to have a chance of winning against the horror game system.

And He Feng had a tool that could take him to the copy where the semicolon machine was, so it was clear what was in the room.

It seems that every semicolon machine that has appeared so far has some serious problems, so it would be better to let He Feng solve this matter, and they can just wait where they are.

So Qian Youlin and Sheng Nancheng unanimously agreed to stay where they were and wait for the other players to come back, and the remaining three had no objections.

Of course, even if they had money, Youlin and Shengnancheng would not listen.

There is no other reason, they are the ones who call the shots in this family.

As soon as He Feng and Shen Zishu left, Qian Youlin felt bored and started playing cards with Sheng Nancheng. The little crybaby was very reluctant at first, but he couldn't resist the temptation and started playing happily. In the end, he lost badly and had to call the cheater Lu Ming over.

The atmosphere among the five of them was pretty good. They ate desserts and drank fruit tea, feeling quite leisurely.

On the other side, He Feng took Shen Zishu and skillfully walked through various forks in the road, and finally arrived at the door of the room.

As his fingertips grasped the door handle, He Feng began to feel like backing out.

He frowned and held the cold door handle, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Go ahead, brother." Huyan Wanji started to shout for He Feng. He yelled a few times, obviously just to watch the fun and not mind the trouble: "Why are you so scared! It's just a semicolon machine!"

It was not known whether He Feng really heard Huyan Wanji's voice. Under Shen Zishu's worried eyes, He Feng took a deep breath and pressed the door handle.

There was no sound from inside the door, as if someone was humming a song.

As the metal door slowly opened, the smile on Huyan Wanji's lips gradually disappeared.

"Yo." The man looked towards the door. He held a folder in his hand and waved it at He Feng: "I finally got you here."

Huyan Wanji stared blankly at the person in front of him. The blurry face in his mind became clear at this moment, and his memory of the other person became alive again.

His eyes quickly turned red, but Data couldn't cry, so he could only stare blankly at the person in front of He Feng.

Amu.

Something in Huyan Wanji's heart roared and jumped out. He became anxious, and the whole data's aura became frantic.

Amu.

He took a step forward and reached out his hand but couldn't touch anything. This was his wife, this was his Xiao Mu.

"He died in my arms." Huyan Wanji said, his voice hoarse and unpleasant: "He died in my arms!"

"Wanwan..." Zhang Yu didn't know how to persuade him, so she could only step forward and hold Huyan Wanji's arm: "You, Wanwan, Brother He is here, Brother Shen is here too, it's okay, it's okay."

"Okay." Xiao Mu looked at the dazed He Feng in front of him, and then at the gloomy Shen Zishu who seemed a little helpless. He seemed to be able to sense Hu Yanwanji's emotions, and sighed and comforted him: "Look, I still remember you, I'm fine, don't worry."

"How dare it?" Huyan Wanji finally choked up and turned his head, his eyes bloodshot: "How dare a horror game system!"

"Wanwan." Zhang Yu tried to comfort her: "Brother Xiao still remembers us, so it shouldn't be too serious. Don't get excited, calm down. Too much emotional fluctuation is not good."

"I won't give up." Despite this, Huyan Wanji didn't dare look back at Xiao Mu. The slowly decreasing temperature of his lover before his death gradually reduced his rationality. Huyan Wanji always remembered that feeling: "We just wanted to win from the beginning to the end."

"Wanwan." Even the quiet Yingzong couldn't stand it anymore. He stepped forward and patted Huyan Wanji on the back: "We will win. Brother He is here."

Huyan Wanji took a deep breath, then slowly turned his head and looked at Xiao Mu.

The curve of the lips, the flamboyant smile, the subconscious little movements.

The memory about Xiao Mu quickly revived. It became so intense and fierce that it rushed over and burned Huyan Wanji's entire heart.

This is his Xiao Mu.

But no matter what, the two of them would never see each other again.

"Something warm should have brushed across my cheek, then turned cold and fell to the ground, but it didn't happen because I'm just a string of data." Huyan Wanji said with a smile, his voice trembling. "After five years, I can hardly remember what Amu looks like. Do you think he still remembers what I look like?"

If Xiao Mu could hear this question, he would be silent for a while and then answer. He couldn't remember it clearly.

He could remember the decoration on Huyan Wanji's long hair, but he could not remember the face that made him lustful.

He had been trapped in this place for five years, long enough for him to forget a lot of things.

But he still remembers the warmth of his lover's embrace and the ornament that remained in his sight before he died.

He made and carved that headdress himself. Xiao Mu still remembered the happy look on Huyan Wanji's face when he gave it to him.

But he did forget that face.

Of course, he couldn't remember the others either.

Five years was enough time for him to forget many things.

"Amu." He Feng, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke up. The flames behind him made his face shine brightly. "Do you have anything else to say?"

Xiao Mu blinked and looked at Shen Zishu in confusion: "Huh?"

"It's you! You betrayed me! It's you! You made me lose to the director!" The flame turned into a long sword and was held in He Feng's hand: "Do you have anything else to say!"

"Ah?!" Xiao Mu ran away: "Ah?!!!"

“Stop!” He Feng chased after him with his sword in hand. The Nine Heavens Dark Night Glazed Mysterious Fire transformed into a long sword with great combat power. He soon burned a hole in Xiao Mu’s white coat: “Betray me if you dare! Don’t run away if you dare!”

"No!" Xiao Mu led He Feng around in circles, and finally ran to his brother Shen: "Help!"

Huyan Wanji, who was about to cry, couldn't cry anymore. Someone laughed first, and everyone else started laughing too.

They understood that Xiao Mu was assigned the role of Fu Hua. Don’t tell me, it’s quite confusing.

"I didn't do anything." Xiao Mu, who had successfully hidden behind Shen Zishu, poked his head out and looked at the angry He Feng in a very timid tone: "What happened? Didn't I die in the battle?"

The smile on Shen Zishu's lips suddenly seemed forced. He stopped He Feng who was about to continue his attack: "Didn't you say that the one who betrayed you was a lady?"

Hearing this, He Feng, who was holding the flaming sword, paused. His brain started working again, and the memory of that part replayed itself. He Feng saw clearly the person who put an electric shock collar on him and pushed him into the water tank.

It seems, probably, should, possibly, it is indeed a female.

What about the one in front of me?

The flaming sword disappeared, and He Feng looked at Xiao Mu and fell into deep thought.

This familiar face was quickly assigned a reasonable identity in his mind, and He Feng's lips trembled.

"I remember now." He Feng looked dejected, his tone full of indignation, "It was Sister Hua who betrayed me, but she told me it was you!"

This scene was quite funny. The audience in the live broadcast room who didn't know the truth of the matter laughed out loud and thought it was quite funny that their brother He lost his memory this time.

But Xiao Mu, who knew who Sister Hua was, was indeed stunned. He could guess some of the facts up to now. First of all, it seemed that there was something wrong with Brother He's memory. Rather than making up a story, Xiao Mu believed that this memory existed, but it was just remembered wrongly due to some influence.

Then.

Xiao Mu looked at Shen Zishu, but Shen Zishu, feeling the gaze behind him, did not turn back, but just nodded slightly in response.

Xiao Mu was a little confused.

In his impression, Sister Hua cooked delicious food, had a carefree personality, and was always the first to rush forward in everything. She shouldn't be the type of person who would betray others.

So, what happened after his death?

"I'm sorry." He Feng, who had remembered, had already covered his head. He pressed his twitching forehead, his face full of forbearance: "I wrongly blamed you."

Shen Zishu stepped forward to support He Feng, and took him to sit on a chair: "Are you okay?"

"Headache." He Feng covered his head and groaned: "It's okay, just a little bit."

"This is not just a little bit." Si Shanyue couldn't help but sigh. All the values ​​have changed. He Feng is not as calm as he looks on the surface: "Look at this data, it jumps wildly."

Jiang Chong covered Si Shanyue's mouth and dragged him away to teach him a lesson, while the remaining five people checked the data, hoping to reduce it below the average.

Xiao Mu, who was waiting on the side, did not say anything. He was not in a hurry and waited patiently for He Feng to return to normal.

He will always know the truth, and this is not the most important thing at the moment.

"After our last failure," Xiao Mu paused, "the horror game ended with a total of ten sub-machines, and the one located in the No. 499 Research Institute is the No. 9 machine. I can't get close to that part. I'm also curious about how you two found it. Didn't you just enter the dungeon yesterday?"

"I feel like there's something very important to me in this room." He Feng said truthfully, "That's why I came here."

"Oh." Xiao Mu said with a bit of pride: "It seems that I am very important to Brother He, Brother Shen, you won't be jealous, right?"

Shen Zishu just smiled and didn't say anything, but what he wanted to express was very simple. The queen was very majestic and could kill Xiao Mu instantly.

Xiao Mu found it a little funny. He wanted to say something else but was interrupted by He Feng.

"Do you have a twin brother?" He Feng frowned, not quite understanding: "Or not, it's just that you two look alike, and the other one should have long hair."

Xiao Mu couldn't laugh anymore.

He knew who He Feng was talking about. Five years ago, Brother He often said that they had very similar personalities and that they deserved to be a couple.

"Ah, yes." Xiao Mu nodded: "It's my lover, he has passed away, but I believe he can hear it and will be very happy."

Huyan Wanji, who did hear it, was somewhat happy, but also somewhat puzzled: "Amu should not know about the "risk-taking" plan, right?"

The others looked at each other and saw confusion in each other's eyes.

Logically speaking, the "risk-taking" plan had not been proposed when Xiao Mu sacrificed himself, and he should not have known about it. Then why would he say such things now?

Moreover, he didn’t even know that Fu Hua had betrayed him, so how could he know about “danger”?

There are some problems.

Shen Zishu was also confused, so he asked tentatively, "Do you know?"

"I know." Xiao Mu nodded, thinking Shen Zishu was asking if he knew about Hu Yan Wanji's death. He took a deep breath and said, "It's funny to say that after I turned into data and existed in this copy, the horror game system came to me and told me that it killed Dawa. It's a bit funny."

At this point, Xiao Mu's eyes were firm: "We already knew that the road ahead was difficult and dangerous, and we knew that the probability of death was very high, but we still did it. It will never understand that some things are more important than living."

At this point, everyone else understood that Xiao Mu didn't know about the "risky" plan. He just knew that Huyan Wanji was dead, so he said that and Huyan Wanji could hear it.

What a tacit understanding.

Zhang Yu looked up. Even though she knew she couldn't cry, she was still used to avoiding tears this way.

It's so tearful and so sad.

Wuuuuu, why aren’t you dead yet, System Gou!

"It doesn't matter." He Feng, who had recovered, raised his hand and said domineeringly: "I will skin that director alive and avenge you."

"Okay." Xiao Mu agreed with a smile: "Then it depends on you."

So, at 10:08 in the morning, He Feng and Shen Zishu went out for a walk and brought back Xiao Mu.

Qian Youlin and Sheng Nancheng, who stayed in the laboratory, got up from the ground with a somersault and looked at the unfamiliar faces with some curiosity.

"Let me introduce you." He Feng pointed at Xiao Mu and said, "This is Xiao Mu, my former companion. He was put in solitary confinement because he participated in my previous rebellion, but I have rescued him now."

Xiao Mu waved at the others, approached Shen Zishu and complained, "How come Brother He was able to automatically rationalize all the details after losing his memory this time? So advanced."