Horror games are not important, I sleep in them

Chapter 299: Infernal Hell 8: Say thank you, hurry up

The total number of horror game players is about one million, and there are currently about 700,000 players who have not entered the dungeon.

From the time the horror game system was live broadcast to now, less than 50,000 people have voted.

More than 499 of them chose to let He Feng die, while the remaining several thousand people clicked on the options of people just for fun.

Human malice seemed to be fully revealed at this moment.

Inside the hell, He Feng's injured arm had already healed quickly because of the mermaid's song, and he is still fighting with the monster.

It's actually quite ironic.

Those monsters couldn't get close to He Feng and naturally couldn't hurt him. The ones who could bring him harm were the humans he chose to protect.

In the main space, Shen Zhu's face was extremely gloomy.

The impact of the multiple-choice questions was not as great as he had expected, as if all the scales were leaning towards He Feng.

He sneered, leaned back in his chair and looked coldly at the young man's brave and fearless appearance.

The copy crack reached 53%. This time the gap was bigger than before, sending 131 people away. But the vacancies were quickly filled and a new batch of lucky people were put into the copy.

Perhaps the goddess of luck was really watching He Feng. Among the 131 new people who were deployed, 100 of them were watching He Feng's live broadcast. They were all external staff of the family-annihilating organization. Without He Feng saying anything, they directly dragged the people who didn't understand what was happening into the city wall.

He Feng is the most solid line of defense for humanity in the endless hell. As long as he doesn't fall, the members of the family-annihilation organization headed by He Feng will not fall.

Even if He Feng fell, they could still shout about bonds and survival systems and rush out to fight the monsters.

Shang Wuwang had a cooling patch on his forehead. He coughed lightly and glanced at the restless players: "On behalf of the second guild 'Hand of Fate', I advise everyone not to make a choice that will cost you your life."

Feng Ao, who happened to be thrown in, found Shang Wuwang. He showed his medal and revealed his identity to everyone: "Feng Ao, leader of the 13th action group of the First Guild 'Laughing', has a message for everyone from my president, 'Anyone who makes a choice will be listed as an enemy by me, so it is better to choose carefully.'"

Shang Wuwang's eyes lit up and he stretched out his hand to Feng Ao: "Brother!"

Feng Ao was also touched: "Brother!"

The two people hugged each other and laughed.

The two men had met at Institute No. 499 and had kept in touch since then. They had already become true brothers in private and it was a pity that they had met too late.

Qian Xu chuckled, and he also stepped forward and said, "Qian Xu, the general manager of the No. 4 Player Island Casino and the vice president of the third guild 'Evergreen', advises you again to keep a clear head and see the true direction of the gambling game. Don't lose your life for a small profit."

As soon as the three major guilds stood outside, those who wanted to make a choice immediately calmed down.

It’s simple. They can’t afford to offend “Evergreen”, let alone the other two guilds.

Feng Ao patted Shang Wuwang on the shoulder and said, "Hidden so deeply?"

"Isn't this a conflict between guilds?" Shang Wuwang, the vice president, was a little embarrassed: "That's why I didn't reveal my identity."

"You're being polite!" Feng Ao and his brother hugged Shang Wuwang's neck and said, "What does the conflict in the guild have to do with us?"

Shang Wuwang also laughed. After laughing for a while, they both turned to look at Qian Xu.

Qian Xu pointed at himself uncertainly.

"Come on!" Shang Wuwang greeted enthusiastically: "The three guilds have to meet each other!"

Qian Xu: ...

He chuckled helplessly and walked over, and Shang Wuwang hugged his shoulders.

The feelings between the three of them heated up rapidly, and a fishy and sweet taste surged in Shen Zishu's throat again.

He couldn't help but turned his head and spit out the blood, feeling a little dizzy.

The copy time is 3:54 on the second day.

Shen Zishu fought against the horror game system for eleven hours without stopping.

He didn't move during these eleven hours. Even though He Feng was beside him, he didn't dare to take his eyes away from the screen. His eyes felt a little sore and Shen Zishu coughed twice.

When the crack reached 50%, Shen Zishu was counterattacked by the horror game system. Facing the well-equipped horror game system, the small container had lasted long enough and began to heat up.

Shen Zishu couldn't move forward, and the horror game system couldn't stop him from tearing open a crack and sending the players away. He could only select lucky ones and put them into the copy to keep the number of people at 500.

The copy time is 5:02 on the second day.

He Feng had been fighting alone with endless monsters for five hours, but his movements did not slow down.

When his right hand got tired, he switched to his left hand. When the black and red mist was difficult to accumulate, he switched to Xiaojiu. He Feng never stopped for a moment in the five hours.

The players went from being surprised to being shocked and now to being numb.

They were amazed at the young man's ability, but numb to the monsters that kept rushing towards them.

Young people cannot stop, and there is no way to stop.

He really protected those 499 people by himself, but this battle could not be stopped.

Qian Youlin's eyes were red. He prayed to the goddess of luck countless times, even if she could choose any one of them, so that at least He Feng could buy a little rest.

After Shang Wuwang coughed up blood again, Feng Ao forcibly sent him into the crack. Feng Ao also had a fever. He was a little weak, but still stood there.

There was not much mixture of life potion and healing potion left, and everyone could see the dead end soon.

He Feng himself did not feel much tiredness. The mermaid song was much more effective than he had imagined. As the song continued, his tiredness was washed away by the gentle water flow.

Walch took a breath and said, "Say thank you, quickly."

He Feng was a little amused: "Thank you."

"You should thank the heavens, thank the earth, and thank us for having 36 mermaids." Valky just felt a little tired from singing, but everything else was fine: "Otherwise I wouldn't have been able to hold on for that long."

"It's hard work." He Feng's blade lightly slashed across the monster's weak spot, and the monster fell down without much blood. "But I have to continue to trouble you."

"It's okay, it's okay!" Geniel said cheerfully, "In fact, you're working harder~ Keep going, little handsome boy~"

He Feng thanked him again seriously.

After he acquired the innate skill of Mermaid Song, the 36 mermaids killed by Duan Ganze stayed beside him in a very magical state, probably like a glass bead, and the mermaids stayed inside the glass bead.

So did they sing the Mermaid Song live or on the spot?

He Feng fought for five hours without stopping, so they sang for five hours without stopping. Originally, 36 mermaids sang together, but later they found that He Feng could not stop, so they began to focus on sustainable development, at least to ensure He Feng's sustainability.

In other words, if it weren't for this group of mermaids, He Feng would be able to persist for five hours, but both his speed and accuracy would be much lower than at the beginning.

At this moment He Feng began to believe that the last goddess of luck was not his illusion.

The goddess of luck really had her eyes on him.