manynovel Chapter 291 Player Island: There are many companions beside the savior
Chapter 291 Player Island: There are many companions beside the savior
Ever since the luck value turned into an infinite loop symbol, Qian Youlin wanted to just walk sideways.
Who is he? He is the patron saint of the goddess of luck! Do you understand the value of this?
Don't understand? No problem!
Everyone who is in the same space with him will have their luck increased by 50. You know how valuable this is, right?
He! The messenger of luck! The King of the entire player island!
So, after being unilaterally defeated by He Feng for the tenth time, Qian Youlin once again realized that no matter how high the luck value is, it is not worth mentioning in the face of absolute strength.
"Wuwuwuwu! I have infinite luck!" The eldest brother on the list hugged Xiao Jingzhen and burst into tears: "Infinite! Limitless! Goddess of Luck! I have embarrassed you! Wuwuwuwu! I'm sorry!"
He Feng raised his fingertips to hook a bunch of hair and gently picked it up. His expression was very arrogant and full of boasting: "It's nothing, I just crushed you and beat you, as long as you like it."
Qian Youlin paused for a moment when he saw his brother's smug look, then burst into tears and went miserably to find Qi Guanju in the kitchen.
Sheng Nancheng, who had just woken up, rubbed his eyes as he walked downstairs. He was a little confused: "Brother Lin took my job? Isn't it my unique case that I am crying so hard?"
He Feng couldn't help but burst out laughing. Seeing that he had regained his previous energy, everyone else present breathed a sigh of relief.
Thankfully, their brother seemed to be doing OK.
Several secretive eyes were darting wildly at him. He Feng sighed helplessly, "Come out now that you're back. Don't go home and act like a thief."
The villa was quiet for a moment, and then all the closed doors opened. Wang Wang scratched his head and looked at He Feng, feeling somewhat embarrassed.
"Brother." Wang Wang shouted, "You know we are peeking."
He Feng hummed, poked the selection interface with the controller and asked, "Who wants to fight me?"
Sheng Nancheng, who was closest to me, grabbed the first spot. He quickly ran over and picked up the controller, ready to go: "Crybaby, my luck value is 56! I've never had such a high luck value in my life! I don't believe that I can't beat you with 'Good Luck Comes After Bad Times' and a luck value of 56! By the way, brother, did you increase your luck value too?"
He Feng didn't care: "Maybe, wait a moment and let me take a look."
Huyan Wanji wanted to reach out to stop him but was faster than He Feng. The player panel popped up, and He Feng looked at the glaring -120 and rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
Not sure, take another look.
Player name: He Feng
Health: 90/100
Luck: -120/100 (including the bonus of "A Glimpse of the Lady of Luck")
Spirit value: -200/100
Ability value: 240/100
Talent: Rage Feeding (Super Special Talent, Level: Level 10)
Mermaid Song
Overall rating: SS+
Player Strength Ranking: 1
He Feng took a deep breath and asked with a smile: "Can anyone explain to me why my luck value has become negative! One hundred and two, pay attention, it is negative! One hundred and two!"
He Feng's tone gradually became colder. The little crybaby, who had noticed something was wrong, quickly ran away and hurried to the kitchen to call for help.
Huyan Wanji stared at He Feng's deathly smile and didn't have the courage to look up at him. He pretended to be serious and tapped on various screens, pretending to be busy, very busy.
"Wanwan, come on, don't be shy, it's just an explanation, it won't kill you." He Feng gritted his teeth, his smile was very friendly, like a spring breeze blowing towards him, but it only made Hu Yanwanji hang his head even lower, "It's okay, we've known each other for how long, can I really scold you to death?"
"You're really capable." Si Shanyue, who was not affected by the war, whispered, "Scold him to death first, then scold us to death. Perfect."
He felt a little creepy as he spoke. When he realized something was wrong, he looked up and met He Feng's smile.
Si Shanyue: "It's bad, it's coming for me!"
"You just like to have nothing better to do than to give others additional explanations, right? I haven't even said anything to you yet, but look at what you've said so far. Do you think you have a guilty conscience? Oh, yes, you may not have a conscience."
"To put it nicely, you are innocent, but if you take away the bonus of friendship, you are just pure stupidity. No wonder your fans scold you every time you are on the trending search. That's right, what else can they do but scold you."
"You chased Xiao Jiang after you died, right? Why didn't you ask him why he didn't want to talk to you before? Hmm? Do you dare to ask?"
Jiang Chong: "I felt a slight tremor."
"It hurts, Brother He." Si Shanyue covered his chest with his hands, his eyes blurred with tears: "How can you use my fans scolding me to make a fuss?"
He Feng said disdainfully: "You should thank the heavens, thank the earth, and thank that I am in a good mental state now, otherwise I will really fire at you."
Si Shanyue was very confused, and before Jiang Chong covered his mouth, he muttered, "Are you in good spirits? -200, brother!"
He Feng: ...
He rolled up his sleeves, feeling sad because he had no place to vent his anger.
They are pretty good in this respect, but it's so annoying that they can't hit anyone.
He Feng somewhat regretted that he was busy dealing with the horror game system before. Although Si Shanyue was rude, they didn't have time to fight.
I have time now, so I can’t play.
Very angry!
Huyan Wanji raised his hand to make amends: "Brother, I'll beat him up for you right now!"
He Feng snorted twice and said nothing. It was obvious that he didn't want to pay attention, but he was not angry anymore.
So far, except for health points, other values are not normal.
It doesn’t matter, his strength represents everything.
Shen Zishu leaned against the kitchen door and looked at He Feng, who was angry but did not forget to invite Sheng Nancheng to play games, with a smile on his lips.
Qian Youlin stood beside him and looked at He Feng with some emotion: "To be honest, I haven't adjusted yet. My brother is much better than me."
"He is stronger than we thought." Shen Zishu's smile faded, and his eyes were still gentle as he looked at He Feng: "Even if he carries these things, he can't be hindered."
"So he is the savior." Qian Youlin sighed, "He is a recognized enemy in horror games. What's more, my brother has been standing on the opposite side of the Gou system for five years, no, six years ago. He is the real savior."
Shen Zishu did not answer.
In fact, he didn't want He Feng to be bound by this word. There were too many things mixed in it. If He Feng had to carry it alone, it would be very tiring.
but.
Shen Zishu looked at Sheng Nancheng who was playing games with He Feng, looked at Wang Wang and the others surrounding He Feng, and then looked at Qian Youlin.
The savior is surrounded by many companions.