Horror games are not important, I sleep in them

Chapter 301: Infernal Hell 10: I will definitely send you home if I bet on your life

The Hell of Eternal Hell finally came to an end with a clearance rate of 99%. He Feng used his life in exchange for the safe exit of all the others from this red hell.

Sang Gui started crying as soon as the live broadcast started. She remembered the dungeon called "Colosseum" and how she escaped from the monsters' pursuit but could not escape from her companions' attacks.

She hated the horror game system.

In the pure white space, Shen Zishu and Shen Zhu stood opposite each other, and Shen Zishu looked a little impatient.

"Creator, you will get nothing." Shen Zhu said. He looked at Shen Zishu in front of him and took a deep breath: "He was originally alive..."

"Noisy." Shen Zishu fiddled with the body of Rong Jie twice and immediately began to disappear. He stared at Shen Zhu and said, "Go to hell."

This was the most straightforward malice, and it was also the reason why Shen Zishu wanted to see Shen Zhu. Shen Zhu's eyes turned red, and he was even shaking with anger.

Shen Zishu disappeared quickly, and there was no point for Shen Zhu to stay alone in the confined space.

He wanted to leave, but suddenly remembered the real name of this confined space.

"What do you think we should call the transfer station?" Shen Zishu frowned. He touched the small cube's mechanical arm and said, "Xiao Bu, Xiao Bu, let's just call it Bu Station."

"Isn't it good? You won't be able to stand here for a while and will leave. This name is pretty good."

His Creator always speaks with a serious expression and leaves him speechless.

But his Creator would never choose him.

Since he cared so much about that human being, he would show the whole process of that human being's death to everyone.

Savior,

Ah!

Even the savior must die!

On Player Island No. 10, Qian Youlin and others had already made preparations in front of the villa, and two million mechanical armies were ready to go.

Shen Zishu fell into the air, his emotions were still restrained, but his heart ached and felt numb.

It seemed as if nothing had happened, but the person next to me just disappeared.

No one smiled slyly at him anymore, and they fell from a height of ten thousand meters with their arms outstretched fearlessly, waiting for him to catch them.

What if the savior really can't come back alive.

Shen Zishu's expression turned completely cold at this moment.

Before the white wings carried him back to the villa, Qian Youlin's expression was somewhat anxious.

The top brother who never cries easily couldn't stop his tears. He turned the live broadcast to Shen Zishu and said, "The horror game system, broadcast that place live..."

Although Qian Youlin's words were a bit confusing, they were understandable. Shen Zishu subconsciously looked over and saw the young man whose body was pierced by red thorns.

At the same time, the voice of Unit 1 rang in Sheng Nancheng's mind.

"Everything will end eventually." Unit 1 began to mobilize all the resources he could: "Ashi asked me to tell you."

"You have to get out of that hell alive."

"You have to get out of that hell alive." Fu Shi wrote and drew on his notebook while chatting with Unit 1: "If he doesn't survive, I will crawl out of hell and beat you to death."

"Ouch, ouch." Unit 1 wanted to make a face for Fu Shi, but the conditions did not allow it and it could only retort: ​​"Hell? People like you should go to heaven."

"Don't!" Fu Shi immediately put down his pen and sternly refused: "Have you ever seen a villain go to heaven? Don't use this to tarnish my identity as a villain!"

Unit 1 refused to accept the decision: "Hey! If you are the villain, I will eat all my parts! I will also eat the main unit!"

"Haha! Go and bite that idiot's butt!" Fu Shi laughed, "Go!"

Each person has his own machine and the competition is very fierce.

At that time, Unit 1 and Fu Shi had just learned about the information about the "Blood Realm". They made a plan to die and chose Sheng Nancheng to be the pass.

Fu Shi has threatened Unit 1 more than once, saying that if he wants to succeed, he must survive.

He had to find a way out of that hell alive.

"Just tinker with his health pack's life value, and as for that lucky guy, just give him a commission of positive infinity." Unit 1 boasted: "The goddess of luck is watching over the savior and your Chengcheng, no one can die!"

The memories end here. Unit 1 still remembers that it and Fu Shi laughed and finally agreed to meet in hell.

"Please make sure you get out of that hell alive." Unit 1 spoke again: "You must survive."

Sheng Nancheng shed tears silently, and he nodded in agreement.

A huge screen rose above all the player islands, broadcasting everything in the Blood Realm. Shen Zhu's face soon appeared on the screen with a gloomy expression.

"Your savior will die in the blood realm I carefully prepared." Shen Zhu's eyes were full of contempt and disdain: "And you will receive the punishment you deserve."

He believed in the power of the blood realm, but he still didn't understand humans.

Perhaps if He Feng and the others come out of the hell alive, the players’ emotions will no longer be so high.

But since the savior stepped into that real hell with his sword, no matter whether the savior lived or died in the end, the flames of resistance had already burned and reached a level that Shen Zhu could not control.

A screen that was almost identical to that one appeared, and Shen Zishu stood in front of it. His eyes were full of frost, as if he was replying to Shen Zhu's words.

He said, "Then give it a try."

The immortal god suppressed all his emotions. He looked casual and even smiled, but the ice in his eyes could not be melted no matter what.

"I'll take you with me." Shen Zishu seemed very happy. He looked at the screen as if he was looking at Shen Zhu: "You know, I can do anything."

The players seemed to have found their backbone. They shouted in resistance and raised their weapons.

It was easy for the container to access the core data. The semicolon machine that cost Shen Zhu his life completely betrayed him. However, Shen Zishu had no time to care whether Machine 1 was still alive. His fingertips tapped quickly on the keyboard in the void, and the ground of the player island that had not moved for thousands of years actually began to vibrate.

"I promise in the name of the savior." Shen Zishu's voice suddenly softened, and his voice was just as firm as that of a young man. Shen Zishu said, "I will send all of you home."

"Don't be curious about my past. Feel free to hate me. The shackles of a sinner have trapped me for ten years. I will definitely send you home if I risk my life."

"Let's see who dares to hate me!" Qian Youlin picked up the gun: "My brother Shen has worked hard for ten years to destroy the horror game system and lost his life three times. Let's see who dares to do that!"

"Brother Shen, everything you've done is enough." Wang Wang said, his eyes reddened: "No matter what happens to others, we will never hate you anyway."

The data is running normally, the self-destruct program is inserted into all the data of the horror game through the guidance of Unit 1, and the player islands have begun to merge.

Shen Zishu forced himself to look up at the bloody scene.

He doesn't care whether other people hate him or not, it has no value to him.

The believer will always follow his faith and complete all the instructions of God until he reaches the end.

Even death.