Horror games are not important, I sleep in them

Chapter 126 Ankang No. 4 Mental Hospital 9. You call this a map?

Ye Qingqing started to get busy, and He Feng gathered the players together, preparing to mobilize them to find the map, and shared the main mission 2 with the players.

Except for Li Zhi and the other three who were surprises, the other players were all of high levels and agreed without any hesitation. After He Feng gave them access cards, they took the elevator and left, dispersing to other buildings to look for maps.

The girls in charge of the main building were hesitant and refused to step forward, which made He Feng laugh.

He Feng just took a quick look at these people when he was making rounds yesterday and felt their strong enthusiasm. His intuition told him that he should know them all.

As expected, Cui Xue took the lead and almost slid to her knees in front of He Feng. Her eyes were shining with excitement as she handed the notebook and pen to He Feng: "Brother He, can you sign an autograph for me? You have silenced me before!"

He Feng almost couldn’t hold back the smile on his face:...?

Du Ruoxuan was equally excited. She was a little shy: "Brother He, I am your fan. I am number three on the list."

Chang An raised his hand proudly: "Me! I was named by Brother He! I am Deep Sea Blue!"

Jing Ran also raised his hand, with a proud look on his face: "I was the first one to say, 'Rest in peace, Big Brother Bang!'"

He Feng: "Come here, the one who is on silent mode, come here. I want to ask you what's going on."

“Well.” Cui Xue waved her hand nonchalantly: “I’m just a jerk. Brother, please sign a few more names. We’ll split up and go out to find a map!”

She left after she finished speaking, and the others followed her without even waiting for He Feng to try to stop them. It was as if they just came to show their faces in front of him, to make their presence felt, and then leave.

[? I’m jealous, I’m really jealous! Ahhhhh! Hege! Give me a bite! Give me a bite! ]

[Why not me, why not me, why not me, why not me, why not me, why not me, why not me, why not me, why not me, why not me! ]

[Hehehe, Brother He, hehehehe, hehehehe, Brother He, hehehehe! ]

[Although I’m jealous, it feels great. It won’t affect He Ge. I’ll just say hello and leave. Yes, that’s right, your fans (that’s us) are so cool!]

He Feng laughed helplessly, pressed the notebook against the wall and started writing.

The camera in the live broadcast room automatically zoomed in, and the audience saw the words written by He Feng.

"Don't do that again, or I'll ban you from speaking."

"Spend less money. It doesn't matter whether you are ranked third or not."

"We're going home together, Deep Sea Blue, right? I remember you."

"Rest in peace, big brother Bangda, this is a good saying."

After finishing writing, he carefully wrote his own name and asked Shen Zishu to sign his name as well.

"I don't know why, but I feel like they'll be so excited if you sign too." He Feng scratched his head: "Maybe this is my invincible intuition."

[I finally understand why the sisters in front of me are so crazy about why it’s not me. Now I also want to say, why not me.]

[Jealousy drives me crazy, they are so damn lucky.]

[Hey, good luck thief.]

"Take back what you said." He Feng said with a sigh, "What good luck? We have entered such a difficult dungeon. What good luck is that?"

[Brother He! I have a question. The main quest now seems very difficult, and judging from the dean's reaction, it seems that no one has come to him. Then why is the clearance rate still 0.49%?]

[Damn, the previous question makes sense, could it be the system that caused this?]

"Yes and no." He Feng leaned on Shen Zishu: "I guess, Ankang Fourth Mental Hospital was originally controlled by the old man, the dean, and it was very simple, so everyone who came in would pass the level. When the Gou system found out about this, it locked the old man up and reset it to a very difficult level. Am I right, sister?"

Ye Qingqing, who had just walked over, sighed and nodded: "Dean Cui is a good person, but Gou System is not."

He Feng choked: "Is it really okay for you to say that about your former boss?"

"Why is it not good? Why is it not good?" Ye Qingqing stuffed a piece of paper into He Feng's arms: "Solve it yourself, I'm leaving."

She ran away after she finished speaking, even complaining that the elevator was too slow, so she took the stairs.

He Feng: ...

There's always a feeling of being cheated.

As he thought about it, he opened the paper and looked at the whole piece of paper with words and doodles but no specific information. He Feng's forehead twitched.

What does this mean? Just give him a riddle and let him guess it. No wonder she ran so fast. It seems that even she herself doesn’t know what it means.

He Feng found it a little funny, so he folded the paper and stuffed it into his backpack, then prepared to go to the morgue with Shen Zishu.

Since the old man said the morgue was suspicious, it would be worth them going over to take a look.

So when Yu Qiming came out of the office after sorting out the medical records, he was stunned to see the empty office.

No, he was just absorbed in his work for a short while, where were the people? Where were the others?

Where are the patients? Where is Sister Ye? Why are they all gone?

Wuuwuwu, what are you doing, moving? Why don't you call him?

The players were divided into 8 groups, and the ones responsible for searching the main building were four girls, He Feng and Shen Zishu.

The girls were responsible for all floors except the basement, the second floor and the top floor, while He Feng and his companions focused on checking these three floors.

The copy time is 10:24.

The elevator door slowly opened, revealing a dimly lit corridor. The darkness in the distance was like a devil devouring reason, and the entire floor was filled with gloom and chill.

Other players might hesitate, but He Feng wouldn’t.

The Nine-Sky Dark Night Glazed Mysterious Fire flew out according to its master's instructions and lit up the entire corridor.

He Feng and Shen Zishu started strolling hand in hand, without feeling any fear at all.

The people in the live broadcast room who were originally scared were no longer scared, and just thought that the young couple was really pleasing to the eyes.

After walking through the long corridor, there is a whole wall of corpses in front of you.

There is a label on each cabinet, with the deceased's information written on it.

There are 36 cabinets in total, none of which are empty. Behind this space there are several similar spaces. The morgue cabinets are full of corpses, some of which contain more than one, and they were all stored ten years ago.

He Feng was silent for a while.

At this point, the types of horror game copies have been clearly divided.

The first type can refer to the Death Train copy, which is a copy created by the horror game system. The second type can refer to all copies except the Death Train.

Without exception, these copies have all experienced major accidents, or there are people in them who have resentment, anger, or even ambitions that attract the horror game system, which will cause the horror game system to circle those places into copies.

The NPCs in these dungeons are usually self-aware.

Simply put, they are all real people, and they were living people before they were drawn into the horror game.

That's why Xianyue challenges the horror game system for everyone.

This "everyone" not only refers to the players, but also so many NPCs and bosses with self-awareness.

But there is something abnormal about Ankang Fourth Mental Hospital.

Logically speaking, this hospital was turned into a copy because of a major accident that resulted in many deaths.

And those who died will be resurrected and live again in this copy.

But they are in the morgue now, in the morgue.

Although the morgue was very clean, there was indeed no sign that any body had been moved out of the morgue.

Once they die, they are really dead. They cannot be resurrected like the villagers in Dawn Village, nor are they immortal like everyone in Rose Manor.

They rest here.

Not normal, so abnormal.

Logically speaking, a horror game system would not let go of so many available NPCs.

What happened?

He Feng thought about this and asked, "Boyfriend, do you know what happened ten years ago?"

ten years ago?

Shen Zishu began to calculate in his mind, if it was ten years ago, what should have happened in the horror game?

As he was calculating, he suddenly fell silent.

Ten years ago, it could only be that explosion, the one that nearly killed the horror gaming system.

"There should have been a violent explosion ten years ago." Shen Zishu's throat was a little dry. He looked at He Feng and said with difficulty: "The explosion almost killed the horror game system, just a little bit."

Sensing that the person in front of him was in a bad mood, He Feng squeezed their clasped hands and asked, "Did you lose something important in that explosion?"

Shen Zishu didn't answer. He lowered his head and put his forehead against He Feng's.

Their breaths intertwined and entangled, pulling Shen Zishu's chaotic mind back to normal.

Did you lose something important?

Maybe.

"Yeah." Shen Zishu closed his eyes tiredly: "Now I only care about why I couldn't kill it."

He Feng chuckled and kissed Shen Zishu on the lips: "Then you should be sad about what you lost."

"Maybe." Shen Zishu nuzzled He Feng's nose, buried his head in his neck, and hugged him tightly: "Maybe."

[Uh, the top brother on the list confessed his love at the man-eating tree, He Ge revealed his true feelings at the garbage dump, and one more, love in the morgue.]

[The previous one, well…good! Great summary!]

He Feng snorted in his heart.

A bunch of single guys definitely wouldn’t understand, haha.

The two of them hugged each other for a while before continuing their search.

The morgue wasn't big, so we searched it in a short while. We didn't find Unit 7, but we did find half of the map.

Why is it half-pulled?

First of all, this map is printed on toilet paper.

If He Feng hadn't been curious about why there was a roll of toilet paper here, no one would have noticed it.

Moreover, this map is not printed neatly on a piece of toilet paper. It is the kind that has a little print on each piece and needs to be folded to form a map.

It’s not the entire map yet, it should be the upper right corner.

It's pretty outrageous.

When He Feng brought Shen Zishu back to the ninth floor, some teams had already returned.

Looking at the large piece of foam board in their hands, He Feng's speechless heart reached its peak at that moment.

He told himself that it didn’t matter, it probably wouldn’t get any more outrageous.

"Come on! Make way!" Su He asked the people at the door to move away and gently placed the two-meter-long tile in his hand on the ground: "It took me a lot of effort to chisel this thing off. This map is quite innovative."

He Feng took a deep breath: "Where did this come from?"

Su He clapped his hands and said, "The floor tile at the entrance of the building in the middle is very big."

The pattern on the tiles is very strange and doesn’t seem to matter, but if you look at it from a different angle, you can see that this is also a half-drawn map.

OK OK.

He Feng was completely silent.

He just wanted to see what else he could come up with.

The third group also came back and brought back a branch with a map engraved on it.

He Feng: ...

No.

"Brother He! We're back!" Just as He Feng was about to complain, Cui Xue's voice came over, and several girls came out of the elevator, each holding a piece of soap in their hands: "This should be a map, right?"

He Feng: When you can no longer tolerate it, you can choose not to tolerate it.

"Fuck the system, you call this a map?" He Feng looked at all sorts of weird things and cried out: "Is this a fucking map?"

What’s even more speechless is that these things cannot be pieced together to form a complete map.

Everyone looked at each other, and finally looked at He Feng.

He Feng closed his eyes: "Have you searched the ninth floor?"

Cui Xue's eyes lit up: "No!"

The players acted quickly. The mobility of 24 people was incredible and they found the last piece of the map in less than a moment.

Looking at He Feng with the scissors in front of him, Yu Qiming swallowed his saliva unconsciously: "What, what are you doing?"

"Here, give me your white coat." He Feng pointed at the white coat on Yu Qiming: "I'll just use one."

Yu Qiming said aggrievedly: "But you use one piece, how can I wear it..."

"Don't talk nonsense." He Feng grabbed Yu Qiming's clothes and said, "You must have the awareness to sacrifice for the patient."

Doctor Xiao Yu was silent for a second, then let out a howl.

It was not because he was reluctant, but because the scissors in He Feng's hand pricked his flesh and it hurt.

The copy time is 11:49.

The last piece of the map was put in place, and players received reminders that the main mission 1 had been completed.

Yu Qiming received a tattered white coat and a Band-Aid on his lower back.

He wiped his eyes and tears, and dared not resist the tyranny. He could only sit in the office feeling aggrieved.

"Are you still crying?" He Feng finally remembered Dr. Yu and smiled. He took out a brand new white coat and handed it to Yu Qiming: "Here, it's new. Just tell me if you want it or not. If you don't, I'll take it away."

Seeing that He Feng was about to take his hand back, Yu Qiming pounced and hugged the white coat into his arms: "Don't! It just so happens that my white coat is old! I have worn it for five years and have wanted to change it for a long time, but I have been reluctant to do so."

Seeing Yu Qiming couldn't let it go, He Feng laughed: "Why can't you let it go?"

"That's my first uniform since I became a doctor!" Yu Qiming shouted, "Do you understand? It's very memorable!"

"Brother! If I could still go to school, I would like to be a doctor! I want to save lives! That way, so many people wouldn't have died!"

"Brother, if I were to be a doctor, what would you say I should choose? I want to hold a scalpel! That would be so cool!"

"Brother He?" Yu Qiming waved his hand in front of He Feng's eyes: "What are you thinking about?"

He Feng pulled himself out of his vague memories, feeling a little sour in his chest. He looked at Yu Qiming and said, "I was thinking, it's a pity that I didn't get to know you when you became a doctor."

"No regrets." The young man grinned, put on a brand new white coat, and pinned the nameplate on his chest: "I am also a doctor now, it's not too late for Brother He to know me!"