Horror games are not important, I sleep in them

Chapter 156 Circular Highway 13: My Brother is Happy Again

After lunch, it is naturally time for lunch break.

He Feng made full use of his ability to fall asleep in seconds, snuggled into Shen Zishu's arms, and fell asleep in less than three seconds.

The copy time is 13:30. Players who can't fall asleep in seconds look at each other and simply walk away to start playing the game.

They originally thought that they would be exposed to the sun after walking out of the black fog, but some vines suddenly grew out from the ground and weaved a vine net above their heads to block the scorching sun.

The players knew that this skill belonged to Shen Zishu, and they couldn't help but feel moved.

Kang Jiankang knelt down on the ground devoutly again without saying a word and began to thank God for allowing them to meet Brother He and Brother Shen.

Woo woo woo, my family members, this is a good person, my family members, this is a very good person, woo woo woo woo.

Fengmen, right? He slid down and fell into the pit vertically.

[In order not to wake up He Ge, the players chose to play farther away. Ge Fu knew what they were thinking and used his skills to block the sun for them. That was really nice.]

[Brother He really has a kind of magic, a magic that can make people believe it consciously, Jing'an School and Ankang Fourth Mental Hospital are like this, and Brother He also has the ability to convince others.]

[Family members, let’s pack up and wait to go home, hahahaha!]

There was sadness in the comments, but more of it was optimism. Shen Zishu lowered his head and looked at the person in his arms who had his eyes closed and was breathing steadily, with a peaceful look on his face, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

The crack has been repaired to the point where only a tiny gap remains, and it will be completely restored in a few days.

By that time, those sealed memories will have a place to be stored, and everything taken away will be returned to He Feng.

Shen Zishu's eyes flashed and he finally lowered his head and kissed He Feng on the forehead.

His expression was much more pious than when Kang Jiankang thanked God, as if the person in his arms was everything to him.

He is the god who has broken through the darkness and rescued him countless times, and he is the lover whom he cannot abandon in this life even if he has to sacrifice his own life.

"I'm so tired." The achievement system muttered. He looked at Shen Zishu's sad eyes and didn't know how to start. He could only divert his attention: "To be honest, I also want to eat the food you cook, Brother Shen."

As soon as these words came out, the achievement system wanted to rush over and cover its mouth.

He closed his eyes in despair, watched Shen Zishu become even more grief-stricken, and sighed deeply.

"Brother Shen, you know, I..."

"I know." Shen Zishu said softly. He hugged He Feng tightly in his arms, put his forehead on He Feng's hair, and closed his eyes tiredly: "No matter what, I will stop it."

The achievement system hit itself and once again devoted itself to the repair process.

After five years of torture, He Feng's spiritual body had become badly damaged and full of holes. After being activated, he spent almost every day repairing his torn spiritual body.

Seeing that all the gaps were filled and became perfect, leaving only the tiny gap in front of him, he still felt a little timid.

Oh, once Brother He regains his memory, he will be praised more or less.

Hehe, it’s quite embarrassing.

The achievement system paused, and his movements were very light, treating each piece of debris with great care.

Soon, soon.

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14:30, He Feng had gotten used to opening his eyes on time. He snuggled in Shen Zishu's arms, hummed twice, then yawned and slowly got up.

I don't know what the six people not far away are playing, and I can't hear any sound, but they look very happy, especially Du Ruanyuan. He has changed his previous unfamiliar and cold appearance, and now he is standing with his hands on his hips and laughing at the sky, looking very proud.

He Feng was a little curious. He ran over happily and heard Du Ruanyuan shouting in a heroic voice, "Take it off!" He twisted his ankle and almost fell down.

"Damn it." Kang Jiankang gritted his teeth, stretched out his foot and took off a sock: "How come you win every time!"

Xing Zizhen, who had already taken off all her socks, resigned herself to taking off her shirt: "She is just lucky."

Seeing that he could escape unscathed when outnumbered by two at once, Du Ruanyuan laughed so wildly.

As for the remaining three people, except Xia Fan who didn't have any notes on him, Xia Ren was already covered with notes. He Feng would like to call him the god in charge of the notes.

He Xiang's situation was better than Xia Ren's. At least his eyes were still exposed, while other parts of his body were also covered with stickers. At this moment, his eyes were empty and lifeless, as if he had seen through the world, and He Feng smiled.

Xia Fan, whose luck value was 89, laughed foolishly and waved at He Feng: "Brother! Come and play!"

"Not even a little fun." He Feng refused directly. He patted Du Ruanyuan on the shoulder and said, "Sister, how much is your luck worth?"

“84!” Du Ruanyuan replied with full energy: “Hahahahahahahahahahahaha!”

He Feng: ...

I don’t know why, but good luck thieves are always around me.

Looking at the four people who had lost for a whole hour, He Feng was a little curious: "What about you guys?"

"My luck is very good." Kang Jiankang raised his hand: "66."

Xing Zizhen lay down on the ground: "I am proud of myself?"

Xia Ren coughed lightly: "52."

The light in He Xiang's eyes seemed to go out, and she sighed deeply: "36."

He Feng was satisfied. He squatted down and patted He Xiang on the shoulder: "Thank you for your hard work."

He Xiang paused and then slowly relaxed.

There was a slight throbbing in her chest but she suppressed it tightly, and it returned to its stagnant state.

This subtle change did not escape He Feng's eyes. He sighed in his heart, patted He Xiang's shoulder again and stood up.

He tried his best, but he didn't know whether this person could get over it.

Since He Feng woke up, the others quickly packed up. Xing Zizhen and Kang Jiankang put on their clothes quickly, stood up and ran without stopping, trying to get away from this lucky thief.

As for the two gods in charge of the notes, they shook off the small notes on their bodies, cleaned up the pile of small notes, rolled them into a ball and handed them to the Nine Heavens Dark Night Glazed Mysterious Fire to burn, determined not to leave any garbage behind.

At 15:00, the players are ready and set off again.

The black fog had been floating above everyone's heads to block out the sun, which caused some monsters that could attack from the air to crash directly into the black fog and die instantly.

The accumulated anger value of "Raising a tiger to cause trouble" reached 340,000. He Feng looked up in confusion and saw a group of crow-like creatures rushing into the black fog one after another and being swallowed by the black fog.

He Feng: “?”

Are they okay? Why are they so eager to give themselves away?

It's quite embarrassing, hehe.

At this point, He Feng already understood how disgusting the circular road was.

The first thing is to be trapped in the bus to solve the loop. If you are not smart enough, it may take several days to solve it. This will make the players' time very tight and they have to move forward with all their strength to find the end.

Then you will encounter all kinds of disgusting monsters along the way, and there will inevitably be some casualties in the end.

It's pretty disgusting anyway.

What is the end of the world?

He Feng suddenly began to think about this problem.

He crossed his hands behind his head and thought as he walked, in fact, as long as it is a place, no one can refute it if you say it is the end.

After all, everyone has a different understanding of "the end", so there are many, many answers to this "end", almost too many to count.

But if He Feng were to say it, he would say that this "end" is home.

No matter what you are doing, no matter how long it takes, you always have to go home.

So the end is home.

A road sign appeared again beside the road, this time with a lot of things scribbled on it.

It seems that many answers have been rejected, and the person who asked this question is also confused.

He Feng walked around the road sign and found the answer he had been thinking about in an inconspicuous corner.

"I think if the world really has an end, it should be home."

He Feng couldn't help but chuckle and suddenly felt that Unit 1 was quite interesting.

The players were puzzled when they saw He Feng laughing, so Xia Fan asked, "Brother, what are you laughing at?"

"Nothing." He Feng shook his head: "I just think it's a bit funny that the person who set up the road sign asked and answered his own questions."

Xia Fan didn't understand, but nodded anyway, and the others seemed to understand as well.

"Okay." He Feng continued to move forward: "Let's go."

The road to find the end was a bit long, but Kang Jiankang and the others had experience and strength from fighting in the dungeon, so they didn't feel tired and were still chatting.

The opinions expressed would make He Feng laugh. The group did not have any major dissatisfaction, nor did they panic because of the time limit. Everyone was very relaxed.

"My teacher said that the name Kang Jiankang sounds healthy no matter how it is read forwards or backwards. Guess what, I called in sick the next day, hahaha!" Kang Jiankang can still laugh out loud when talking about the funny things in his childhood: "After I came back from leave, he said, 'Kang Jiankang is not very healthy!' Hahahaha, I laughed to death."

He Feng also laughed and asked, "Why did you name yourself Kang Jiankang?"

"Because my navel was wrapped around my neck when I was in my mother's womb, I was born by caesarean section. In addition, I was weak and sickly when I was young, so I was named Kang Jiankang." Kang Jiankang scratched his head: "But fortunately, I got better when I grew up, and I am very strong."

He Feng: “……?”

[Hahahahahahahahahahahaha, I remembered what the little crybaby said, He Ge asked him why he was called Shengnancheng, and then he replied that someone wanted him to die hahahahahaha. ]

[Brother He, you must be so embarrassed. I am dying of laughter.]

[It’s great to see new jokes in Hege’s live studio every day.]

"You are the joke." He Feng narrowed his eyes and said, "I'm warning you, be careful with your words, my ban is not for nothing!"

[Okay, okay, your ban is not for the faint of heart~]

[Oh my~ The kitty is going crazy~ So cute~]

"Ding~ Host He Feng has muted everyone~"

He Feng bared his teeth and laughed: "Hahahaha, I warned you, but you didn't listen, right? Now I'm going to punish you!"

The audience who were banned from speaking regretted their decision and wished they could go back in time and beat up those troublemakers.

No matter what the audience thought, He Feng was satisfied. He hummed a little tune happily and walked unsteadily, showing his happiness.

"Hehehe." Xia Fan said happily: "My brother is happy again."

The desert scenery remains unchanged, basically a flat surface with no end in sight. There is not even a cactus, just sand.

At 15:57 in the dungeon, the sun had already set halfway and the black fog had been lifted. Players looked at the fiery red sunset and couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.

Although they really hate horror games, they have to admit that the scenery in horror games is really good.

He Feng skillfully took out his click camera and bought a matching tripod. He fixed the camera in one place and set it for time-lapse photography. Everyone turned their backs to the fiery sunset and faced the camera to take a photo.

In the photo, Kang Jiankang and Xing Zizhen were quite brave. They made a "V" sign with their hands on top of He Feng and Shen Zishu's heads respectively, and smiled happily.

Seeing their actions being exposed, Kang Jiankang and Xing Zizhen looked at each other and quickly ran away.

He Feng sneered, took out the small chain of the chainsaw, pulled it, and chased after the two men.

"Brother He! Spare his life!" Kang Jiankang screamed, "It's me! I'm your beloved little Kang Kang!"

Xing Zizhen had a look of disgust on his face. He took the chainsaw from He Feng, who also showed disgust, and took over He Feng's task of chasing and killing, running after Kang Jiankang.

“Damn it!” Kang Jiankang, who originally thought that He Feng would stop because of his disgust, turned his head and saw his good brother running towards him with a chainsaw. He ran even faster: “Xiao Zhenzhen, it’s me! I must be your favorite Xiao Kang Kang!”

"Heh." Xing Zizhen looked at him with disdain. When the chainsaw stopped moving, he pulled the chain again: "Today, I will invite my favorite Xiao Kangkang to visit hell!"

The two funny guys chased each other, making everyone else laugh, and the laughter was louder and louder.

It gets dark early in the desert. Kang Jiankang was finally escorted back by Xing Zizhen at the last moment before sunset. Both of them were very tired from running. After returning the chainsaw to He Feng, they took out their water bottles and started drinking guzzles of water.

Xia Ren had already lit the fire, He Feng began to think about what to eat in the evening, and the girls were discussing setting up a place to take a shower.

Kang Jiankang and his companion rested for a while and then started to set up the tent. They had done it twice before and were already very skilled at it. They didn't need any help from others and the tent was set up quickly.

Night soon enveloped the entire land. He Feng looked at the fire and said, "How about stewing it in an iron pot? If that doesn't work, we can just eat noodles. Come on! Vote!"

In the end, iron pot stew defeated noodles with a crushing victory of eight votes and became the players' dinner.

Shen Zishu bought a chicken and a goose from the mall and started to process them. Xia Ren held the water bottle and acted as a tool.

Kang Jiankang and Xing Zizhen started busying themselves with setting up the stove, while He Feng rolled up his sleeves and started helping the girls set up the bathhouse.

First, he bought a few iron rods for fixing, and stuck them directly into the ground. Then he bought a few pieces of plastic sheets and surrounded the iron rods. He also bought a large piece of wood and laid it inside the plastic sheet as a step. He Feng also dug a water trough.

Then He Feng bought a large iron bucket, dug a hole outside the bathhouse and placed it in the hole. He then padded the bottom with bricks to leave a gap for making a fire and boiling water. Finally, he bought an automatic water-absorbing shower head and fixed it on the bathhouse. The bathhouse was then completed.

He Feng clapped his hands and was about to ask what was going on, but when he turned his head, he was frightened by two shining gazes and took a step back.

"Brother He." Du Ruanyuan's eyes lit up: "There are not many good people like you."

Xia Fan nodded frantically: "Brother! I love you!"