manynovel Chapter 295: Infernal Hell 4: Powerless
Chapter 295: Infernal Hell 4: Powerless
At 19:03, the second crack was torn open, and three players with low ability values were kicked directly in by He Feng.
The main reason was that these three people were reluctant to leave, and kept shouting that they could still fight, and could be resurrected after death, and insisted on staying. He Feng tried to persuade them in every way, and when he coaxed them, they said they wanted to cry, and when he scolded them, they said they wanted to say a few more words, which directly led He Feng to use force.
"These are useless things." He Feng clapped his hands. He glanced at the people watching around him and said, "Just stay quiet and evacuate. Do you understand?"
The crowd suddenly quieted down, and then Shang Wuwang shouted at the top of his voice that he didn't understand.
He Feng: …:)
"Come on, Xiaowu, come out and let me see what's going on." He Feng called Shang Wuwang: "You want to run into the muzzle of the gun, right? I'll help you."
Shang Wuwang ran out happily: "Brother He! Kick me!"
He Feng was silent for a while and returned to her boyfriend quietly.
Shen Zishu knew that the savior had been defeated. The corners of his lips curled up, and his fingertips never stopped: "They all like you very much."
"You can't like me this much even if you like me." He Feng muttered, and stretched out his hand to pinch Shen Zishu's sour neck: "It makes me feel helpless."
Shen Zishu laughed softly. He had not stopped since he sat here, and he and Shen Zhu kept hurting each other.
One moment I'll dismantle your data network and you'll scatter my code. The next moment I'll throw in a self-destruct program and you'll have to defend it to give me some time so that I can create a gap and send the players out.
"There's something wrong with this copy." Shen Zishu told He Feng what he had discovered without hiding anything. "It can be said that it is a malicious embodiment of the horror game system. The code is in chaos, and everything is targeting the players."
"Do you believe me?" He Feng suddenly asked, "Trust me to bring you all home."
Shen Zishu didn't dare to pause. He pursed his lips and didn't look back: "You have to choose to believe me."
He Feng smiled and said nothing more.
If other people heard these words, they might not think so much about them. Only He Feng and Shen Zishu knew what the other party meant.
But they were facing 493 people, which was enough to shake He Feng.
Every inch of red soil has life, which constantly breeds monsters and compresses the players' rest time.
No one will slack off, no one dares to slack off, and no one thinks about how long they should hold on, or what to do if only a few people are left at the end.
They have a savior and the savior's omnipotent boyfriend by their side. All they have to do is to resist wave after wave of monsters.
There are 495 players remaining in the dungeon, and the first dinner is ready.
The cook obviously knew that a hodgepodge was easy to make, so he cooked two large pots full of dishes and gave them to the group that would go out to fight next.
"What a pity! Brother-in-law's cooking is really delicious." Cui Xue, who had eaten Shen Zishu's cooking, sighed and turned her head and sneezed twice: "Who? Who scolded me!"
Chang An held a bowl of food and shoveled it into his mouth: "That's too much."
Everyone laughed for a while, and the team that fought back was fed a bowl of stew after they came back and received treatment.
Someone served He Feng a bowl, and he waved his hand: "You guys eat first, I'm not hungry yet."
Cui Xue sneezed a few more times, and her face turned visibly pale.
He Feng called the little girl over and directly handed her a thermometer.
"Oh, I'm very strong!" Cui Xue patted her muscles and said, "It's just that I didn't get enough rest. I just need to sit for a while."
Jing Ran walked over and put his hand on Cui Xue's forehead, but the scorching temperature immediately made her withdraw her hand.
Jing Ran straightened his expression and said, "Go take your temperature."
Jing Ran is the oldest among the four. Cui Xue and the other two like to call her mother and like to listen to her. Now seeing Jing Ran's serious expression, Cui Xue no longer refuses and sits down obediently to take her temperature.
Five minutes later, Cui Xue handed the thermometer to Jing Ran. Jing Ran gasped when he saw the line that was over 39.5.
"Brother He, 39°, high fever." Jing Ran told He Feng the result: "Do you still have that medicine?"
Without Jingran saying anything, He Feng had already started taking out the medicine. He frowned and watched Cui Xue drink the potion.
Unfortunately, the healing potion plus version was of no use this time.
Cui Xue was already delirious with fever. He Feng glanced at the crowd and quickly took a few steps to pick up a pale-faced little girl from the group waiting to attack.
Five minutes later, the little girl's temperature came out, 38°, also a high fever.
This is what the horror game system is waiting for.
He Feng understood what was going on. He called the crowd over and asked if anyone else was feeling unwell.
"If you feel uncomfortable, just stand up. Being sick is not your fault." He Feng explained loudly: "It's the horror game system that's causing all this."
After he said that, some people started to stand outside. There were about a dozen people standing there, including Li Yanrui and Chen Mo.
Ximen Wei came down from the city wall and first checked on the unconscious Cui Xue, then looked at the others and her face darkened.
"It's very strange, it seems to be collapsing from the inside." Ximen Wei used "Holy Light" to scan several people and concluded: "There is no source, I can only feel that it started from their bodies."
This situation reminded He Feng of the jumping off the building in Ankang Fourth Mental Hospital. Because of the different magnetic fields, the player jumped from the top floor in an unconscious state.
Coincidentally, Li Yanrui and Chen Mo, who jumped off the building last time, were both suffering from fever, which further proved He Feng's guess.
Cui Xue broke out in cold sweat. The little girl who was laughing just now now had her eyes closed and was mumbling some nonsense.
He Feng took a deep breath. Even the healing potion plus version couldn't save Cui Xue. It seemed that there was no other way except to send her out of the copy.
But the horror game system was too tight. Even if Shen Zishu had three heads and six arms, it would still take a lot of time to send everyone out, not to mention that there were 493 of them.
There was some commotion behind me, and someone came back quickly carrying a wounded man. It was another familiar face, Chang An who had just come on stage after showing off his dinner.
The little girl had a fever like everyone else. It was probably when she was fighting the monster that the temperature started to rise, affecting her movements, and she was stabbed in the abdomen by the monster's claw.
Only the plus version of the healing potion, "Holy Light" and other healing skills were used together to save Chang An's life.
The little girl opened her eyes dazedly, and tears fell when she saw He Feng: "Brother He, I'm sorry, it's my fault."
"Stop talking nonsense." He Feng soothed her softly. He rubbed the little girl's head twice and said, "Take a rest first."
Chang An responded with sobs, closed his eyes and soon fell asleep.
People in the crowd fell one after another. He Feng stood in the crowd and once again felt the pain of powerlessness.