Horror games are not important, I sleep in them

Chapter 107: Ghost King Chess 1: Sad

"Dungeon Name: Ghost King Chess

Number of players in the instance: 10.5

Grade: Advanced

Difficulty: ☆☆☆☆☆

Customs clearance rate: 19.82%

Player main task 1: accept the trial of the ghost king and escape from the corridor alive

Player main mission 2: Defeat the Ghost King

"Ding, congratulations to the host He Feng for achieving the "dual carrier" achievement. The system will immediately issue 20 bonus points (already increased in value)"

"Ding, congratulations to the host He Feng for achieving the achievements of "The copy exploded" and "Persuading Sister Ning and Xia Xia to death". The system will immediately issue 20 reward points (already increased in value)"

"Ding, the host He Feng's points have reached: 1346."

The dizziness disappeared, He Feng opened his eyes, and saw a whole wall of flowers in front of him.

A strong aroma hit his nose, choking him and causing him to sneeze. He silently took several steps back.

Well, the person who designed this wall has a very diverse aesthetic taste. Such a large wall has flowers of all colors, and it is so colorful that it is quite eye-catching at first glance.

Moreover, when there are too many flowers, the fragrance is very strong, to the extent that it can make a person fall over.

[oi!!! Hege is on air! Warmly congratulate Hege for bringing all players (except the bad guys and Xia Xia who was originally a member of the dungeon) out of the super difficult dungeon! Yay!!!]

[Brother He is the sky! Brother He is the earth! Brother He is our great weapon!]

[I’m crazy about Brother He! I’m crazy about Brother He! Let’s see how Brother He makes the dungeon BOSS bang against the wall!]

[oi! ! ! ! ! ]

After the unknown onomatopoeia was uttered, endless fireworks rewards began to appear in the live broadcast room, which dazzled He Feng.

"You guys are more eye-catching than this wall." He Feng commented: "What are you doing, one by one? Are you a group trying to mess with me?"

[Hey! That's wrong! This is our own kind of celebration! You understand! Are you excited? Are you touched?]

He Feng took two steps back again and just retreated into Shen Zishu's arms. He turned his head and whispered to Shen Zishu openly: "Boyfriend, do you think they are crazy?"

[? He Ge, you're saying bad things about us so loudly, but it doesn't matter, we can't hear you!]

[Yes, yes, yes! I can’t hear you!]

"One or two of them are so excited, they must be crazy." He Feng smiled and said again: "But it's okay, I don't mind."

Live room comments: !!! Great!!

After He Feng brought 35 people out of the copy safely, his reputation in the horror game was completely established, and he also jumped to number one on the newcomer list.

But there is very little information about He Feng. Although there are many people watching his live broadcast, for some reason, these people are unwilling to reveal any information about He Feng no matter how much money they are offered.

Moreover, although He Feng could be searched in the player list, he could not be added as a friend. This made countless guilds that were ready to extend olive branches to him give up, and they could only inquire after He Feng entered the dungeon and turned on the live broadcast.

[Hello, I am the leader of the second-ranked guild 'Hand of Fate'. Would you like to join our guild? We will allocate all resources to you and absolutely guarantee your safety and resources.]

[Hi, handsome guy! I am the president of 'Spring Rain'. Would you like to come to our place? We have a lot of girls here~]

[Although our guild is not as powerful as theirs, we still firmly invite you to join! ]

"What kind of monsters are these?" He Feng frowned as he watched the invitations scrolling madly on the screen. He randomly selected a few familiar viewers and gave them room management authority: "There are some haters, I can't kick them out, hurry up! Help me."

"It seems that you are indeed very popular." The young man who had been observing for a while suddenly spoke up. He smiled and said, "I wonder if I will be lucky enough to be led by you to escape from the dungeon?"

"No luck." He Feng refused bluntly. He continued to kick people out and set up his live broadcast room so that only those who answered questions correctly could enter. "Whatever you want to do is your business. As long as it doesn't hinder me, I don't have time to care about you."

Qi Ruxing narrowed his eyes.

He Feng's current performance is consistent with the information he has learned.

As the president of the first guild "Xiao Nong", Qi Ruxing has his own information channels. After bribing the players who had played the dungeon with He Feng, he got some information.

First of all, He Feng is a proud, arrogant, and insolent person. He has no idea about the ways of the world. Although he has strength, he relies on his ability without regard for his life.

But it was such a person who brought a group of burdens and cleared Jing'an School unscathed.

That only means that maybe there is something wrong with the information he knew.

It seems that the opinions about He Feng are very polarized. Those who think he is good will not tell any information no matter how much money is offered to them, while those who think he is bad do not say anything because they are afraid of being beaten or because they are not paid enough.

Qi Ruxing didn't say anything else. He turned around and told his men to investigate the environment.

At the same time, He Feng looked at the wall of flowers and felt that they should not be wasted. He pinched his nose and walked forward, picked out a flower of each color to make a bouquet, and then tied them up with some strong-looking vines and handed them to Shen Zishu.

"Here." He Feng's ears turned red, and he turned his head and pretended to observe the environment: "Ahem... it's, um, for you."

A smile appeared on Shen Zishu's lips. He hugged both the person and the flowers into his arms, and bent down to kiss the brightest one again and again.

"Alright, alright!" He Feng blushed as her boyfriend kissed her crazily. She held Shen Zishu's cheeks and said, "You're so satisfying. You can just give her some benefits and she'll be kidnapped."

"No." Shen Zishu said firmly: "I only belong to you."

[It’s time to eat, folks! Delicious dog food! Let’s show off!]

[Thanks for the gift, Brother He! We will eat it well! Yeah! ]

He Feng: ...

Before He Feng could say anything, a small ball with devil wings suddenly flew over from the sky.

It fluttered and flew over the players' heads, took a deep breath and began to deliver a message: "Hello, players! I am the master of this world!"

"What you have to do is to break through this corridor! Get to me alive! Have a final conversation with me!"

"I'll be looking forward to your performance! So try to maintain your numbers!"

After the shout, the ball smacked its lips, turned around and prepared to leave. However, just after it flew twice, it was hit by a knife and landed in the man's hand with a whoosh.

He Feng pulled the small wings of the ball and found that they were quite firm. He instantly became interested and began to knead and squeeze the ball.

It was soft, with little arms and legs, and it seemed to have a heartbeat. It had big eyes and was looking at him with tears in its eyes, which made He Feng look very cute.

"My family is still in need of a pet." He Feng said, "How about letting me raise you?"

"Chigu." The little ball shook its wings and shrank back in fear: "Chigu..."

"Bold human!" Another small ball flew over: "Let go of my ball!!"

So He Feng smashed this one down with a knife and handed it to Shen Zishu.

"It's very soft." He Feng held the ball in his hand and showed it to Shen Zishu: "Look, look! Isn't it super cute? I want to keep it!"

The young man in front of him had eyes full of expectation, as if filled with tiny starlight, and he looked at Shen Zishu together with the unknown creature with bright eyes in his arms.

His heart seemed to tremble, Shen Zishu raised the bouquet to cover his rolling Adam's apple, and nodded.

Perhaps it can also be said that he will never learn to refuse He Feng.

"Haha! You are mine now!" He Feng said happily, throwing the small ball up and catching it steadily: "Just sit on my shoulders obediently, I will beat that idiot who enslaved you to death and take you home!"

The two little balls were arranged to sit together. They were a little stiff and dared not move. They could only watch the young man stride forward with his head held high and his chest puffed out.

"Ding, congratulations to the host He Feng for achieving the "Bandit" achievement. The system will immediately issue 2 bonus points (already increased in value)"

"Ding, the host He Feng's points have reached: 1348."

He Feng ignored him.

After spending such a long time together, he has also gotten to know the temperament of the achievement system: it is cocky, boastful, gives achievements randomly, and names things in a clumsy way.

In short, just ignore him.

The place where the players are now is a square open space with grass on the ground, flower walls around it, the sky is an abnormal milky white, and there is only one exit.

Therefore, if players want to leave, they can only go through this exit.

Other players might hesitate when faced with this situation, as they would think there was a trap ahead, but not He Feng. He took every step confidently, throwing things as he walked, and walked out with Shen Zishu in a carefree manner.

As the two of them left, the rest of the players quickly followed.

After the players walked out of the cube space, a wall suddenly rose from the ground, separating the players from the starting point.

There was no panic, no screaming. Every player looked alert, but no one took out their weapons immediately. They looked very professional.

He Feng understood, hmm, it seems they are a group of high-level players.

I just don't know if there is a clone of the Hidden System in this copy.

Speaking of this, He Feng remembered the somewhat puzzling answer from the horror game system, "Just some randomly made things."

To be honest, if the system was a little more emotional, or if it was more disgusted, instead of being so calm, and sent him into the dungeon, he would have believed it.

Moreover, the self-destruct programs of the two clones were activated after there were obvious emotional fluctuations, and they exploded.

He Feng felt sad about this.

He felt that the horror game system's feelings towards its own doppelganger were strange.

Perhaps it had liked those semicolon machines when they were made.

But in the end, fear prevailed. It began to be cautious and panic, until finally all the semicolon machines were implanted with a program that would self-destruct if they had any emotions.

Even though those clones are wholeheartedly trying to hide from the system, the system is still on guard because he is afraid.

So He Feng felt that the horror game system was really pathetic.

A little thing that has learned all the negative emotions, a host that seems high and mighty but is full of suspicion, how can it not be pathetic.

After walking along the straight corridor for a while, they saw a blackboard standing at the corner.

As the players arrived, a line of words slowly appeared on the blackboard.

"First question, please tell me how many colors of flowers there are at your birth point. The time limit is 15 minutes.

If you answer correctly, you will continue to move forward. If you answer incorrectly, the corridor will randomly select a life to keep. "

After reading the entire question, the players all looked at the bouquet of colorful flowers in Shen Zishu's hand.

The bandit He Feng who was picking flowers couldn't bear it anymore, he fell backwards and fell directly into Shen Zishu's arms, laughing wildly.

“Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! Which clever person came up with such a question!” He Feng grabbed the two balls that were waiting for an opportunity to escape, and wiped away the tears of laughter from their hands: “Oh, oh, this is so funny.”

[Uh, this luck value is 0? ? ]

[Is there a possibility that this is because Brother He’s ability value is 101? That is, you see, other players may be afraid of getting close to the flower wall or picking flowers and being attacked, but Brother He is not afraid because he has the ability, so he picks them. Do you think this makes sense?]

[Hahahahahahaha folks, it’s so funny. The person who set this question probably didn’t think that someone would pick flowers, right?]

[Actually, I think it’s because of Goff. After all, He Ge picked the flowers for Goff, right?]

"That's right." He Feng admitted with a smile: "Your brother-in-law is my lucky star."

[Oh oh oh oh oh! It’s your little lucky star! Oh oh oh oh oh! ]

He Feng leaned in Shen Zishu's arms and laughed for a while. To be honest, if he was asked how many colors there were, he would actually know. After all, the number was very good, so He Feng remembered it very clearly.

He curled his lips slightly and said, "Including those with the same color but different shades, there are 52 in total."

The blackboard shook, and a big check mark appeared, then disappeared out of thin air.

Pan Yunsu, who witnessed all this, looked down on it.

Another one who passed the level by luck, worthy of his good relationship with those two people with the surname Qian.

After answering, He Feng didn't care about other people's expressions. She took her boyfriend's hand and left, looking unusually relaxed.

Ruan Yuan snorted in dissatisfaction and was grabbed by the hand by Yu Ming beside her.

Seeing the person she liked shaking his head at her, Ruan Yuan temporarily suppressed her disgust.

Tch, I don’t know what that guy is showing off for. After relying on luck to get through this time, won’t he have to rely on them in the future?

The players' reactions varied. He Feng might not care to pay attention, but Shen Zishu still noticed something strange.

Everyone has their own thoughts, and probably no one is a good person.

What concerned him more was the skinner.

Although he couldn't feel who the other person was like Wang Wang, Shen Zishu could sense the disgusting and greedy gaze falling on his soul.

The person next to him was playing with the ball on his shoulder, holding the bomb and stuffing it into the wall, turning back and smiling at him from time to time.

Shen Zishu put the bouquet into his backpack and walked forward to hold hands with He Feng.

No matter who it is, he will protect the treasure.

"It looks like a corridor surrounding the birth point." He Feng shook their clasped hands and analyzed, "I guess there will be problems at the corners later. I just don't know if the problem will be about things in the corridor. I feel like the person who set the question shouldn't be that stupid."

He Feng said this in a loud voice, and the players following behind him naturally heard it. Chang Hao, who was recording everything he saw, paused for a moment, then immediately resumed recording as usual.

Ruan Yuan couldn't help but rolled his eyes again. There won't be any problem on the corridor, so don't look around!

She thought of the news she had learned and suddenly hated He Feng even more.

This person is so annoying!