manynovel Chapter 177 Hard work
Chapter 177 Hard work
The seven people outside the memory illusion widened their eyes at the same time.
Holy shit! Brother Shen is playing such a big game?!
To be honest, although He Ge's memories were given to them for safekeeping for five years, they have never checked them privately. After all, it is He Ge's privacy.
Now they think that they should check on Brother Shen and perhaps, maybe, it doesn’t have to be the end.
"Brother Shen." Huyan Wanji secretly informed Shen Zishu, "You will lose our bet."
Shen Zishu was a little confused, so he asked, "Why?"
"Now the memory goes to the part where Brother He was stabbed in the waist by Fu Hua." Huyan Wanji glanced at the memory, turned his head away with some reluctance: "In Brother He's memory, there is that part..."
Shen Zishu paused and hummed.
The poison at that time was eroding He Feng's life. If Shen Zishu didn't think of a solution, He Feng would really die.
The reason why Shen Zishu couldn't die was not only because of "Danger", but more because of the setting of the horror game system for him. In this case, Shen Zishu thought, why couldn't he give "Danger" to He Feng?
As he thought about this, he started moving.
Shen Zishu had studied his own body and knew where the main data carrier was, so he took out his heart without hesitation.
His body is still essentially human, but it has been reinforced with metal, so the heart still looks like a human heart, but inside is a small processor.
The recipient was taken out, and the heart kept beating in the palm of his hand.
The light in front of his eyes flickered, and Shen Zishu struggled to use the container to export the "dangerous" data and transfer it to the chip in He Feng's head.
Perhaps because the introduction process was a bit painful, He Feng opened his eyes in the middle and naturally saw the beating heart in Shen Zishu's palm.
There was some warmth in the corners of his eyes. The He Feng in his memory was crying, while the He Feng outside of his memory had a calm expression.
Huyan Wanji couldn't tell He Feng's emotions, so he could only light incense for Shen Zishu silently in his heart.
Brother Shen, you are really brave.
He Feng returned safely, and the others also knew the news of Fu Hua's betrayal. They did not say anything and just remained silent.
"if you guys……"
"Sister Hua, you are so wrong." Qi Lili clenched her fists: "We will prove it to her."
What He Feng wanted to say was blocked at his lips. Qi Lili turned her head with an innocent look and asked He Feng what he wanted to say just now.
He Feng, feeling that he would be beaten if he said it, shook his head vigorously.
He wanted to say that if they didn't want to die, they could turn to the horror game system.
Fortunately, He Feng didn't say it, otherwise he would definitely be beaten.
It is the 334th day since players entered the game, with only 6 players left and 92% of the horror game data damaged.
After fighting with the players for so long, the horror game system is a little tired. It doesn't understand why people still resist when they know the outcome and that they cannot win.
Isn't it good to be like Fu Hua? Why do you have to make yourself so tired?
The horror game system didn't understand, so it followed Fu Hua's instructions and sneaked into the players' resting place, and kidnapped Shen Zishu under the cover of night.
Since the self-destruction program was designed by the Creator, as long as he takes the Creator away, these people should have no means to deal with him.
Haha, all humans of lower civilizations need to know is that they can do nothing.
After Shen Zishu was taken away, the resting place was quickly razed to the ground by monsters. He Feng and the remaining four people fought desperately.
Originally, there were still many people in the family-annihilation organization, and they could still hold off, but now there are only five of them left, and the monsters are of high level, so the players' resistance is gradually becoming difficult.
Among the five people, besides He Feng, Huyan Wanji has the highest ability value, and the orange-red flame is the most dazzling in the dark night.
Huyan Wanji laughed loudly, and the monsters close to him fell one after another.
The Dawn in He Feng's hand left an afterimage when he swung it. After realizing that Shen Zishu had been taken away, He Feng was stunned for a moment, but quickly adjusted himself.
Shen Zishu will be fine, at least not now.
What he should do now is to find a way to protect the remaining people.
The monsters in front of him kept rushing over, wave after wave. He Feng blocked an attack for Qi Yu, and at the same time, the number of "dangerous" times was used up.
"Danger" can offset a fatal damage. This talent skill, which is equivalent to a BUG, can only be used once a day.
Next, He Feng used his life to fight for a way of survival for others.
He had more and more wounds on his body. The monster's claws scratched his back. The pain made He Feng numb. He quickly turned around and chopped off the monster's head with a knife.
At the moment dawn rose, the last monster was killed. He Feng staggered to his knees on the ground, his vision blurred due to excessive blood loss.
There was a fishy-sweet taste in his mouth, and He Feng turned his head and spat out a mouthful of blood.
He Feng used Dawn as support to stand up. He took a deep breath. The scar on his back was so deep that the bone was visible, but He Feng still went to check on his companions first.
Very good, Lily was injured, but still alive. Qi Yu hugged Lily and comforted her. Jiang Wei's chest was still heaving.
He Feng let out a breath, great, they are all still alive.
"Wait, cough!" As soon as He Feng opened his mouth, a fishy-sweet feeling surged up in his throat again. He shook his head to get rid of some of the dizziness, and turned to look at Huyan Wangji behind him: "You..."
The words were stuck on his lips, and He Feng looked at Huyan Wanji for a long time without uttering any sound.
The morning light of dawn is not dazzling, and the faint light makes the darkness retreat.
The morning sun rose from behind Huyan Wangji, and the sunlight shone through his body.
Half of Huyan Wanji's abdomen disappeared, leaving only a hole.
His intestines were hanging by his waist, and his left arm had been completely torn off, revealing the white bones on his shoulder. His long hair was matted with blood, and one of his gray-green eyes was blind.
"Oh, I've been seen." Huyan Wanji dragged his barely alive body and made a joke with his last breath: "Brother, don't look at me. I'm afraid Brother Shen will be jealous."
He Feng's lips trembled, and Dawn fell from his hand. He stumbled and took the first step, feeling hesitant and uncertain.
The warrior who dared to risk his life to fight the monster dared not take another step forward when he saw the injured body of his companion.
Huyan Wanji couldn't hold on any longer, his feet staggered, he fell forward and fell into He Feng's arms.
Huyan Wanji chuckled, his voice getting weaker and weaker: "Brother, weren't you afraid just now? Why, you couldn't hold on when you saw me, so you ran over here?"
He was panting lightly, his eyes gradually becoming blurred, and he had to work hard to concentrate in order to speak each word clearly, but even so, Huyan Wanji's breath was getting weaker and weaker.
"Brother, admit it." Huyan Wanji took a deep breath. He took out a bottle of healing potion from his backpack, opened it with great effort, and poured it on the wound on He Feng's back. "You care about me, don't you..."
The empty glass bottle lost its traction and fell from the loosened fingertips. It circled twice in the same place and finally stopped.
Qi Lili couldn't hold back her tears. Qi Yu hugged her sister with her eyes closed but still couldn't hold back her tears. Jiang Wei lay on the ground, his fingertips firmly embedded in the ground and some blood flowed out.
He Feng held Huyan Wanji's gradually cooling body in his arms, unable to utter a word.
This is the end.
Including Shen Zishu, there are only five people left in the family-annihilation organization.
"Brother." Huyan Wanji's voice sounded. He opened his mouth but didn't know how to continue.
There was no expression on He Feng's face. He was silent, looking at the scenery in front of him without saying a word.
He knew what he was thinking at the time. He felt that Huyan Wanji was more capable than Qi Yu and the other two, so he trusted him. As a result, he kept helping Qi Yu and the others and ignored Huyan Wanji.
When was Huyan Wanji injured?
He Feng didn’t know, he didn’t know.
All he remembered now was the feeling of Huyan Wanji's still warm body gradually cooling down in his arms.
A vibrant life died in his arms.
He Feng wondered, did he regret it at that time?
The answer is regret.
He wanted to die at that time, but reason prevailed and he survived.
"elder brother."
"elder brother."
"I never blame you."
"I never thought of blaming you."
"Look, this shows that I'm awesome."
"That means you trust me."
In the memory, Huyan Wanji, who had turned into a soul and existed in He Feng's mind, spoke to comfort him, and He Feng finally cried out.
Outside of the memory, Huyan Wanji's voice sounded a little cocky. He smiled and comforted He Feng, but ended up comforting his brother's tears.
Huyan Wanji: ...
"No! Brother! You have a foul mouth! Don't listen to me! Ahhh! Xiaoyu! Help!" Huyan Wanji was about to cry: "Help, help, help, why am I like Brother He, even crying."
"Wanwan." He Feng's voice trembled a little, and he chuckled, "Thank you for your hard work."
Huyan Wanji paused in his request for help and turned to look at He Feng.
He knew what the words "thank you for your hard work" meant.
It was the night he held on before he said he was going to die.
It refers to the five years after my death when I worked diligently on the achievement system.
"Oh." Huyan Wanji's eyes were also a little red. When he saw the scene of Xiao Mu's death, Huyan Wanji didn't cry. His heart was in pain, but he still didn't cry. When he saw his own death, Huyan Wanji didn't cry either. But when he heard He Feng say that he had worked hard, he couldn't hold it in: "Brother, you are being polite."
He Feng didn't answer. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
Shen Zishu was right, his memories were painful, and Huyan Wanji's consideration was also correct, after he saw his own memories, he was indeed emotionally affected.
From the very beginning when the players gathered in that shabby hotel, from the establishment of the family-annihilation organization, and from the gradual reduction in the number of players, He Feng knew that he was somewhat sad after reading these memories.
My heart aches unbearably, my chest aches, and my temples also ache.
In his memory, He Feng buried Huyan Wanji next to Xiao Mu, and the place where the players were buried had many bulges.
In the morning light, He Feng looked at these bulges and then looked towards the main space not far away.
After all, he and the horror game system are at war to the death.