dmims Chapter 154 Circular Highway 11: Want to Play?
Chapter 154 Circular Highway 11: Want to Play?
Half of the monster's body was still in the ground. It was killed by a single knife before it could completely crawl out. It looked quite pitiful.
He Feng retracted the knife and coughed lightly, feeling a little embarrassed for the monster.
Why do you want to provoke this monster if he can't just live his life? Look! He died halfway through his appearance! How embarrassing!
[? What happened? To be honest, I still haven’t figured it out.]
[I watched as something suddenly popped out from the ground, and then it suddenly popped out again before Brother He chopped off its head with a single blow.]
[Hmm, the onomatopeia "whoosh" is used very well.]
The monster looked like a dead tree. Its earthy yellow trunk seemed to have no moisture at all and felt very suitable for burning.
I just can't bear to see them spend money, so I give them free firewood.
He Feng sighed, and in his heart he gave a thumbs up to the "cleverness" of the horror game. Xiao Bo, he is still too young.
He sighed, and kicked the monster's head that had rolled to his feet away. The head leaped in a perfect parabola in the air and disappeared from sight in an instant.
He Feng pulled the body of the firewood monster out of the ground with great force and dragged it towards the players.
Kang Jiankang, who had just woken up from staying in bed and was squatting to brush his teeth, looked like he had not woken up yet. He saw He Feng coming back in a daze and raised his hand to greet him, but he swallowed the toothpaste foam, woke up instantly, and patted his chest and coughed.
He Feng put his hands on his hips and laughed at him mercilessly, then threw the firewood monster to Xing Zizhen to deal with.
"Wow! This wood burns so well!" Xing Zizhen patted the body of the firewood monster and said, "Brother He, where did you find this wood?"
Just as Xing Zizhen was speaking, another firewood monster crawled out from the ground and roared loudly at the players.
"Here." He Feng pointed at the monsters and said, "No need to look for them, they are delivered to our doorstep."
Xing Zizhen: ...
I rely on!
It was Xing Zizhen again, who screamed in fear: "Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"
Compared to the group that committed suicide last night, the number of firewood monsters is pitifully small, only a dozen or so, but they are much larger than the corpses last night, and every step they take can cause quite a stir.
He Feng sat down next to Shen Zishu and waved to Xia Ren and the others: "Go ahead, play for a while, and chop some firewood."
"Okay." Xia Ren nodded and took the lead to step out: "This can be considered as morning exercise."
"Who cares!" Kang Jiankang took out a long stick and said, "Beat their heads!"
These firewood monsters are newly developed monsters in the horror game system and have just been put into use.
Their characteristic is that they are huge, their entire trunk can extend and retract to hit the player, and they can also bite with their mouths. The horror game system is very satisfied with them.
But for He Feng, being huge means that firewood can be used at will, being able to stretch and contract at will means being flashy, and biting with the mouth means sticking out one's face to get beaten.
Given how inexperienced they were, He Feng directly handed it over to Xia Ren and the others. After all, it was not difficult at all.
The players cheered, raised their weapons and rushed towards the firewood monsters, and the war broke out instantly.
He Feng leaned on Shen Zishu's shoulder, watched him tear the seaweed into pieces, put some in each bowl, and started the final seasoning.
The pot on the fire behind him was steaming, but small thumb-sized wontons were sitting in a row on the table, waiting to be put into the pot.
In this scenario, even if the two people didn't talk, it still made people feel beautiful.
Shen Zishu had a smile on his lips. He turned his head and kissed He Feng on the forehead. The person who was kissed hummed twice, sounding a little delicate.
[It's pretty good. He Ge and Goff are very sweet, but the battlefield at the end is a bit distracting.]
[When these people are sweet, they really don’t care about other people’s lives.]
[Uh, after the romance in the morgue, this is, sweet romance on the battlefield?]
[? If you can summarize the previous ones, please summarize them a little more.]
"What do you know?" He Feng said disdainfully: "I call this training them."
The firewood monster was killed in one blow by He Feng, but it was still a bit tricky in the hands of others.
Maybe because they know there is a big boss behind them, the players don't have any other thoughts and just take it as a training for themselves.
Anyway, if they can't win, they can still call Brother He. What are they afraid of? It should be these wooden monsters that are scared.
The noise of the fight was so loud that it woke up the two people who were still resting in the tent. The tent opened a crack and two little heads popped out.
Xia Fan had one eye open and one eye closed, looking confused: "What happened?"
Du Ruanyuan's hair was a little messy: "Do you need me?"
"When you wake up, wash up and wait for dinner." He Feng greeted the two people with a smile: "They are chopping wood."
Xia Fan and Du Ruanyuan nodded, and they walked out of the tent yawning.
Both of their skills consume physical energy, and they need to rest for a long time and recover slowly after using them each time.
Xia Fan held the toothbrush in his mouth and brushed his teeth with his eyes closed. Du Ruanyuan also looked like he had not woken up yet, and smiled at He Feng.
The base ingredients have been placed in eight large bowls, and Shen Zishu begins to cook the wontons.
Put into the pot with boiling water, the white dough is quickly cooked into a transparent white, and the powdery meat filling comes out, which looks very delicious.
"Let me taste it later to see if it's cooked." He Feng smacked his lips: "It can be considered a contribution to everyone."
Shen Zishu agreed with a smile. He held a wooden spoon and stirred the wontons in the pot. He Feng leaned on him as if he had no bones.
The two little girls quickly washed up and sat obediently in front of the fire waiting for food.
The firewood monster tried hard to resist. Xia Ren raised his hand and sand rose up. With a slight shake of his fingertips, the sand quickly condensed into an earth blade and fiercely inserted into the body of the firewood monster.
Countless cut-off dry branches began to twist again. Xia Ren manipulated them to help the players entangle the firewood monsters, making it easier for the players to take action.
The heat generated by the direct sunlight was also used by Xia Ren to ignite a flame.
"Oh, the five elements." He Feng understood, "Shrimp is pretty good."
"Yes, yes." Xia Fan nodded, blinking her eyes and saying happily, "My brother is super awesome!"
He Feng was happy: "You seem very happy."
"Hehehe." Xia Fan said foolishly, "It's my brother!"
[Wow, I cried. They have such a good relationship.]
[I thought of Miss Wei Zhi, and then she said that Brother He helped her bring her brother back from the dungeon, and gave her brother a possessed puppet. I burst into tears when I heard the news.]
[Brother He, you really made me cry.]
"Family ties are the hardest to give up." He Feng held up his chin: "But I don't seem to have many relatives."
"I will be your family." Shen Zishu said seriously: "Don't be sad."
He Feng hummed and leaned against Shen Zishu without moving.
The firewood monsters were also dealt with at this time, and Xia Ren and his four companions dragged back the corpses of several firewood monsters.
The small wontons came out of the pot soon after. Shen Zishu fed them to He Feng first and only started to serve the rice after getting his approval.
At 9:18 in the dungeon, players were sitting together, holding their bowls, slurping and enjoying their meal.
After dinner, the players began to divide the work and cooperate with each other. The girls were responsible for packing up the tents, Kang Jiankang and Xing Zizhen went to chop up the body of the firewood monster and take it away, and He Feng and Xia Ren were responsible for cleaning up the garbage around and killing Xiao Jiu.
The fire was covered by sand and extinguished, and Shen Zishu put away the kitchen utensils.
The players moved quickly and packed up everything in just over ten minutes. They all looked at He Feng at the same time, waiting for the boss to speak.
He Feng stood on the road. He looked left and right, and finally saw a road sign on the right side, in front of the bus.
He walked forward and looked up. There was a scissors pictured on the road sign with the words: Go this way at the end.
It was very simple and easy to understand, but the font on the road sign looked very familiar. He Feng frowned and felt disgusted.
Isn't this his handwriting? What is the horror game system doing? Looking for trouble.
Shen Zishu led the others closer, followed He Feng's gaze and looked up at the road sign, his eyes darkened.
He seemed to know why Unit 1 had placed them in this copy.
"Okay, this way." He Feng walked towards the direction pointed by the scissors, and complained to Shen Zishu as he walked: "Do you think the Gou system has a crush on me?"
Shen Zishu pursed his lips, not knowing how to start.
He Feng didn't get an answer, so she turned around and saw her boyfriend like this. Needless to say, she understood what he meant.
"So the little cube did it on purpose?" He Feng raised his eyebrows: "Isn't it really afraid that the Gou system will destroy it?"
"Or maybe the horror game system doesn't know the significance of this copy at all." Shen Zishu said: "1... The little cube has already made preparations."
He Feng paused.
After Unit 1 passed the information through Li Zhi and the others, things seemed to become more complicated.
If Unit 8 and Unit 6 were tricked into the copy, then Unit 7 knew what the horror game system wanted to do.
It was resisting, but as it possessed human emotions, it ultimately chose the result it wanted.
Just like Unit 6, it offered its core and gave He Feng an extremely lethal weapon.
Thinking of this, He Feng took out the Gu Yuanze brand bomb from his backpack. He turned around and threw it with all his strength, and it hit the bus not far away accurately. The bomb exploded with a bang.
"Want to play?" He Feng invited: "Trust me, it's fun."
At 9:48 am on the third day of the copy, after a round of heavy bombing, not even the frame of the bus was left, and it was completely turned into a pile of scrap metal.
In the main space, Shen Zhu discovered that his beloved Cycle Unit was destroyed, and he smashed Unit 1 to pieces once again.
"You did it on purpose! You did it on purpose!" Shen Zhu yelled, stomping on the body of Unit 1 which had been broken into several pieces. "Why did you put them into the loop highway? Why did you! I am your host! Why did you do this to me!"
"Ding! System error!"
"Ding! Press, host! Command, act!"
Shen Zhu paused, and suddenly remembered that he had indeed said a long time ago that he wanted to put He Feng into the circular highway.
But that was before the Death Train was destroyed, not now.
Shen Zhu took a deep breath and looked at Unit 1 coldly: "You'd better not try to be clever."
"Ding! Unit 1! Listen! Follow! The host's orders!"