Horror games are not important, I sleep in them

Chapter 300: Infernal Hell 9: Love Forever

Then please look at me a little longer.

The copy time is 6:27 on the second day.

The young man holding the two knives had not fallen yet. He stepped on the corpse of a monster and used the force to fly into the air. He used the two knives to cut off the giant python's head.

There were more players who volunteered to help the young man, giving him time to catch his breath.

He Feng thanked him, took two steps back, bought a piece of bread and ate it casually with some water.

As the horror game system further compresses the living space, players will experience adverse reactions almost as soon as they enter the dungeon.

The most common symptoms are fever and vomiting. The most serious case vomited blood as soon as he came in and became half-dead.

Xiaojiu hasn't reported yet, which means his life is not in danger and he can continue fighting.

However, the only participants in this ongoing battle were He Feng and Shen Zishu. Less than a few minutes after entering the game, an adverse reaction occurred and the player suddenly lost his strength. He Feng rushed over and cut the monster apart with a knife before he was able to pull the person down.

The boy, who was already somewhat exhausted, had red eyes and was about to cry. He tried hard to hold back his tears and forced himself to get used to the dizziness. He went to help his teammates repel the monsters and then led the immobile teammates to evacuate.

When they were about to retreat, the boy was a little depressed, and his voice trembled: "I'm sorry, Brother He..."

"Don't say sorry, I've helped you a lot." He Feng smiled, raised his hand and patted the boy's shoulder, then stuffed the chocolate into his mouth: "It's a good time to take a break."

Everyone's eyes were filled with tears after hearing this.

It was only five minutes from the time He Feng left the court to the time he returned. If this could be considered a rest, they had nothing to say.

Qian Youlin covered his eyes with his hands, trying not to let the tears flow, and Sheng Nancheng lowered his head and remained silent.

Those who were just there for fun and wanted to make a choice were more or less silent at this moment.

As the copy time slowly passed, seven o'clock, eight o'clock, nine o'clock, and ten o'clock.

Shen Zishu sent away wave after wave of people, and countless corpses piled up at He Feng's feet.

None of them took a step back, and the young man's double swords became sharper because of the blood.

Everyone finally realized the weight of life.

This is not a joke, nor is it an option, this is hope.

At 11:23 am in the copy time, He Feng turned his head and spat out a mouthful of blood. He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his lips, his fingertips trembling slightly.

The savior's eyes remained firm. He took a breath and clenched his sword tightly. The Dawn that had killed countless monsters seemed to be cheering him on.

The dungeon time is 12:00 am. The mermaid's singing stops at this moment, and her talent skills and shopping malls are disabled.

Shen Zhu, with a cold face, once again tried to force everyone into that desperate situation.

Players who were watching the live broadcast noticed something was wrong at the first moment. People walked on the streets of the player island, loudly denouncing the behavior of the horrific game system.

The waves of sound grew bigger and louder. Shen Zhu, who was in the main space, could hear it clearly, which made him even more violent.

He appeared in the live broadcast room again, looked at the angry players and suddenly sneered.

"You're so excited, then let's end it all." Shen Zhuman didn't care: "I gave you the choice from the beginning. You voted and decided. I gave you the opportunity, but you didn't want it! Why are you making a fuss now!"

"F**k you!"

As a curse broke out from Player No. 1's island, all the players followed suit. Some players bought eggs and smashed them on the big screen in the center of Player No. 1's island town.

"Good shot!" Wei Lou cheered, and he rolled out an ice ball and slammed it towards the screen, making a hole. "Goal!"

Immediately, the screen that Shen Zhu had specially put out for everyone to enjoy He Feng's miserable appearance was quickly smashed.

All players united at this moment, and people finally recognized their enemy.

On the player island, players were in high spirits, as if if Shen Zhu crawled out of the main space right now, they would all swarm up and beat Shen Zhu to death.

In Hell, after the mall and talent skills were disabled, the players' situation quickly went downhill. Several people were in shock, and some were twitching unconsciously.

A large jar of life potion was finally empty. As one of the people's heartbeats became weaker and weaker, Xiao Jiu jumped out to find He Feng.

Without the help of the mermaid, the exhaustion of twelve hours poured down like a tide, and He Feng's hand that was wielding the knife had become numb.

His throat was a little sore, and Xiaojiu bought him some time to catch his breath.

"He Feng." Shen Zhu said coldly: "Let's talk."

"I admit that you are very powerful, but He Feng, if you continue like this you will die, everyone will die, but I won't die."

"So I'll give you a chance. I'll send you to Unit 10. Do you agree?"

"Why are you so anxious? It seems my boyfriend can handle your boring tricks." He Feng exhaled, and he pulled his sleeve to wipe the cold sweat off his forehead: "Then let's see when I will die."

"You!" Shen Zhu was furious: "What good will it do if we continue to waste time like this! It will only be a stalemate! What can you gain!"

"Everyone's admiration." The mermaid's singing sounded again, washing away the fatigue once again. He Feng also heard Walch cursing while singing. He laughed: "Thank you, now everyone knows that I am the savior."

Just as He Feng said, as his condition recovered in the live broadcast room, all the players in the Player Island cheered in unison.

I don’t know who spoke first, but the name of “Savior” was shouted by everyone.

Even though those troublemakers were shouting, even Ruan Kangjian from the Golden Dragon Society changed his opinion of He Feng and personally scolded Ruan Yuan who was still trying to make trouble.

"I'm old! I might die in there one day!" Ruan Kangjian pointed at the young man on the screen: "This young man you hate may take all of us out! Yuanyuan, if Dad dies here, you will definitely not survive! But as long as we get out alive, even if I die, you can understand!"

Ruan Yuan's eyes were blurred with tears. She wiped her tears and refused to argue: "Dad! What if he can't take us out!"

"Nothing is absolute." Ruan Kangjian had a lot of admiration for He Feng at first, but now he is more convinced: "At least at this moment, he is the savior of all of us."

Ruan Yuan stopped talking. She had made a fuss and cursed after she woke up, but she also saw that He Feng had persisted for more than ten hours. She knew that He Feng was very powerful, but she just felt that her face had been humiliated.

She also wanted to go home, back to a world where she could sleep peacefully without having to worry about life and death.

"He'd better be the savior!" Ruan Yuan said viciously, "Otherwise, I will twist the head of the horror game system off!"

Ruan Kangjian smiled and touched his daughter's hair: "If you can really go home, Dad will make you some pork rib soup!"

Human hearts are biased by nature. Instead of being afraid of the horror game system, it is better to be biased towards your compatriots.

Shen Zhu looked at the cheering players and finally realized what he had done.

He personally sent his enemy, the one who could really change everything, to a higher level.

He Feng is now the savior in everyone's heart, and 700,000 people will follow him.

Those players who were sent back to the player island from the dungeon would tell everyone the true misery of the hell, the compressed values, the life-saving potions, and the real hope they tasted during the time when they were protected by the savior. They would tell everyone without reservation.

The name He Feng is completely tied to "savior", which represents boundless vitality and infinite hope.

He will stand before everyone and show them a clear path.

Shen Zishu repaired the damaged data bit by bit, and blue-purple flames and black-red mist enveloped He Feng.

The young savior raised the corners of his lips and took out a bottle of healing potion plus version and drank it, just to replenish water.

"Come on." He Feng raised his chin: "Now let's talk about your damn realm."

Shen Zhu roared in anger and smashed everything, but he didn't notice that there was a mechanical arm in the dark that was trying hard to retract itself.

If the situation did not allow it, Unit 1 would have rushed out to give a thumbs up to the host. It's really great, its host.

Is this what it means to be too clever, hahahahahaha, that host is a bit too smart, he really underestimated the popularity of the savior.

Unit 1 was secretly happy, as He Feng had already returned to the city wall.

The players cheered, He Feng nodded at them, and he quickly walked to Shen Zishu and held Shen Zishu's hand.

However, Shen Zishu didn't want to stop. He wanted to pull his hand back, as if that would allow him to keep He Feng for a while longer.

"Boyfriend." He Feng said, and he forcibly turned Shen Zishu's face towards him: "Have you forgotten, Fu Shi said he gave me a pass, and I will come back alive."

"But dear, I don't dare to gamble." Shen Zishu's eyes were slightly red: "I can't gamble with you."

"You have to believe that everything is the best arrangement. Now look at me..." He Feng paused: "Even if I die, everyone will rush to that finish line."

Shen Zishu couldn't say the word "stop".

His lover is a savior. She dared to sacrifice herself for everyone five years ago, and she still dares to do so today, five years later.

He could only cry silently, holding the savior's hand and rubbing it against his cheek: "If you can't come back, I will sacrifice myself with the horror game system for you, okay?"

He Feng put his forehead against his: "Thank you for your hard work during these twenty hours, boyfriend."

"It's not hard as long as you're here." Shen Zishu smiled and said, "We saved many lives."

The live broadcast room broadcast the two people's embrace to everyone. All the players in the copy who were not dizzy stood up. They looked at He Feng in silence.

This was not a victory hug, but more like a final intimacy before farewell.

Qian Youlin was about to go crazy. He took out his sniper rifle and wiped the gun body again and again, crying and cursing: "Fuck this fucking system!"

Sheng Nancheng had already turned into a crybaby. Lu Ming held him in his arms, and he mooed in grievance.

All the players were silent at this moment, looking at He Feng.

He Feng lowered his head and kissed away the tears from Shen Zishu's eyes, and the two smiled at each other.

Then, the savior raised his head and said to all the people watching the live broadcast with a firm look: "Everyone! I will lay the final foundation for our victory! If I am to die, then! My death must have its final value."

"I would like to thank the horror game system for what it has done! Thank it for pushing me to such a high level! Let me stand in front of everyone and unveil our victory!"

"I! He Feng! One of the first players of the horror game! The only human who has walked out of the horror game alive! I am declaring war on the horror game system again with the lives of all the 57 players of the first batch on my shoulders! At this moment! We are fighting to the death!"

He Feng's voice was sonorous and powerful, neither humble nor arrogant. He did not emphasize too much that he would win, but it was as if he had broken through the haze of so many years and showed the vitality that had been hidden to everyone.

This is the savior’s declaration of war, and also his most straightforward last words.

"Fight to the death? Ha, He Feng, you will definitely die there." Shen Zhu said firmly, and he opened the entrance next to He Feng: "As for victory, you can't wait for it while you are alive, and you will never see it after you die!"

He Feng ignored him.

The blood-red entrance appeared in front of everyone, and someone was already blocking it.

Ximen Wei, who had persisted from the beginning to the end, stepped forward: "Brother He! You don't have to go..."

"The horror game system built ten semicolon machines for him. If you don't kill all ten semicolon machines, you can't kill him." He Feng smiled and explained to everyone why he had to go: "My boyfriend and I destroyed the others. The one in here is the last one."

So the savior must go into the real hell.

After learning the truth, Ximen Wei remained silent.

Perhaps it was a broken jar, Shen Zhu was not stingy during this live broadcast. He Feng's words were directly included in the live broadcast room, and more than 700,000 players who were watching the show knew the news.

Some of them realized at this moment that the Hell of Infernal Affairs was a replica built just to force He Feng.

They all understood what the horror game system was up to, which was to kill the last seeds of hope.

Dawn was split into two, and the single-edged long sword was handed to Shen Zishu by He Feng. He Feng took out the fox pendant from Shen Zishu's backpack and hung it on the handle of "Dawn".

He Feng took out the cores of Unit 6 and Unit 7 from his backpack and held the two small cores in his palms.

"Boyfriend, don't hate me." He Feng leaned over and quickly kissed Shen Zishu on the lips: "Don't hate me forever."

"How could that be?" Shen Zishu's eyes were full of attachment, as if he wanted to carve He Feng's appearance into his eyes: "I will only love you, forever."

The savior held a long knife in his hand and stepped calmly into the red blood realm.

When they parted, Shen Zishu subconsciously stretched out his hand towards the young man's back.

He seemed to want to win back the young man, but he could do nothing and could only turn away resolutely.

The gentleness in front of He Feng disappeared, leaving only a lifeless shell supporting the final operation.

"I'm Shen Zishu, the founder of the horror game." Shen Zishu blankly announced this news to all the players watching the live broadcast: "The fourth attempt will be destroyed together with the horror game system. Next, I will merge the player islands. All you have to do is protect yourselves."

The connection body was put away, and Shen Zishu's face became so gloomy that no one dared to disturb him.

"What about you?" Ximen Wei couldn't help asking, "The savior is gone, what about you?"

Shen Zishu turned his back to everyone and only gave Ximen Wei a side profile: "After you return to the real world, I will make amends to everyone for everything that happened here."

"Now, Shen Zhu, fulfill your bullshit promise and we'll meet."