69novels Chapter 308 For My Appreciation
Chapter 308 For My Appreciation
"My Maker would never choose me."
Shen Zhu's voice was very soft, as if he had finally faced the reality and was even more sad.
This understanding began to take shape ten years ago, and became more certain through Shen Zishu's resistance day after day and year after year.
His Creator would never have chosen him.
The Creator will always stand on the side of mankind.
The Creator always wanted to kill him.
How chilling.
"I'm going to chop off your head." Shen Zhu said indifferently, his eyes flashing red, and the system automatically entered attack mode: "For everyone to enjoy."
"Idiot's dream."
He Feng swung his sword forward and chopped forward to block Shen Zhu's attack. After a few moves, Shen Zhu was not only inferior to He Feng in speed, but also in strength.
The winning rate calculated by the processor was getting lower and lower, and the cold numbers were becoming smaller and smaller, as if telling Shen Zhu his future in advance.
The word "failure" is too heavy, so heavy that Shen Zhu can't even memorize it.
"Even if you kill me, what can you do?" Shen Zhu said, his processor humming, his speed remained stable, and he was steadily at a disadvantage: "Even if you kill me, you can't ruin the horror game."
"Stop talking nonsense." He Feng flipped the long sword, and found an opportunity to cut off Shen Zhu's arm with an upward thrust: "You must die today."
The flesh and blood are three-dimensional, simulated human blood is splattered, and the pain from the mechanical skeleton spreads throughout the body.
Shen Zhu experienced all of this with an expressionless face. These feelings were of no concern to him. He just needed to turn off the pain system. There was no need for any extra protection.
He is a machine, and even if he moves himself into a humanoid machine's body, he is still the master of this body, and he can remove anything that holds him back.
This is the advantage of being a machine, which is why he doesn't even bother to be a human being.
The two long swords collided with each other. The loss of an arm did not bring any impact to Shen Zhu. His speed remained stable, but he was still at a disadvantage.
In fact, he built this body very perfectly, with a sensory system, a tactile system, a pain system, simulated human blood, real flesh and blood, and various parts that simulated bones.
He really likes this body and cherishes it.
A long, long time ago, he completed this body bit by bit, and he thought his creator would be happy because he was going to become a real human being.
If the Creator did not choose him and did not stand by him because he was not a human being, would the Creator have chosen him if he were a human being?
Choosing Him just as He unconditionally chooses the Creator.
The simulated man bled to death, but his creator did not react at all. He just stood there holding the knife, waiting for He Feng to need help.
If I were truly human, I would be dead.
Shen Zhu bit his lip.
They may die from excessive blood loss or even faint from the pain.
Even so, his Creator would not even look at him.
The Creator's gaze was never on him. In that vague memory, his Creator changed from indifference to enthusiasm, and always looked at the human who walked with him tenderly.
Even Shen Zhu had never seen such a gentle look, but the Creator looked at that human being so seriously and attentively.
How could he not hate? Why didn't he hate?
He was helpless to begin with. As a system in this world, his only relative was the Creator. But why wouldn't his Creator stand by him?
What the hell do those promises, those sincerity, and those companionships mean to me?
"You still don't think you're wrong even now." He Feng said indifferently. He forced Shen Zhu back with a knife and stood in front of Shen Zhu calmly: "Your unwillingness is disgusting."
"What have I done wrong!" Shen Zhu stiffened his neck. The programs that he had banned swarmed in and kept eating away at his sanity. "I was right from the beginning to the end! You are the one who is wrong! You guys!"
"You are stubborn and recalcitrant." He Feng sneered. He raised his sword, and his ability value soared to 300 under the blessing of the Mermaid Song: "You deserve to die."
The two long swords collided again, and the speed was enough to dazzle people, and it was a level that ordinary people could not achieve.
After the first batch of official players almost pushed the horror game system to the brink of destruction, he understood something.
For example, there is no need to give players too strong strength, and the goods in the mall don’t need to be so powerful. Just fool around and you can survive.
Therefore, the players who come after the first generation of members of the extermination organization may seem powerful, but in fact they are completely unable to defeat them.
The players on the player strength ranking list are quite impressive, for example, Fu Shi, with the help of the "ghost messenger", can fight back and forth with He Feng.
But the "ghost messenger" wants your life, and the price is too high.
So it seems that all the players on the leaderboard can beat them, but they are not good enough to face He Feng and Shen Zishu.
Needless to say, He Feng re-entered the game in order to accumulate his two ability values so that he could fight against the horror game system.
Shen Zishu has been in a horror game for ten years. His strength and skills have been increased again and again by the horror game system, just to give the creator some convenience.
The two of them are more than enough to deal with Shen Zhu.
Other players had a hard time fighting those monsters, let alone the horror game system.
In the town center of Player No. 1 Island, there was a good fight between one person and one system at the beginning, but in the end, only He Feng was left to completely defeat Shen Zhu.
The live broadcast was never turned off, and He Feng's every move was broadcast live. While the players were fighting monsters, they were also watching the savior beating up the horror game system, and they all felt refreshed.
Qi Ruxing held a delicate baton, and all the monsters within a few miles around him were controlled, punching their companions uncontrollably.
Thanks to his natural skill as a "conductor", Qi Ruxing has always been firmly in the second place on the list. Basically, as soon as he strikes the baton, those who come to cause trouble kneel down before he even says a word.
Of course, there were also some people who would not shed tears until they saw the coffin. Every time this happened, President Qi would sit aside helplessly, watching those people fighting because of his skills.
This is the origin of the term "sarcastic spectator".
It's really ironic.
Quite far away from Qi Ruxing, all the moisture in the air was sucked away by the dangerous building and put to good use.
Countless ice cones shuttled through the monster's body, quickly turning it into a sieve.
Wei Lou often laughed at Qi Ruxing for being the eternal second, while he was the eternal third. It was like the pot calling the kettle black, but Wei Lou was happy with it.
The two of them had such a strong aura that they didn't need any help from others and could directly deal with the group of monsters.
Lu Ming was rampaging among the monsters with a long sword he bought casually. He was really rampaging, leaving body parts everywhere he went, and was extremely brutal.
His ability value increased from 12 to 106 after Sheng Nancheng detonated the core. The extra 94 was Sheng Nancheng's ability value.
He didn't know why, all he could feel was the anger and depression in his chest.
Lu Ming's behavior was simply reckless, but his innate skill was "eternal life", so he could not face death.
It's not a matter of committing suicide for love, I just want to be closer to Sheng Nancheng, closer and closer.
But the value of 887 is too high. No matter how hard Lu Ming tries, he cannot touch Sheng Nancheng even a little bit.
So go to hell.
Qian Youlin watched through the sight as Lu Ming led the monster towards him and then detonated the bomb.
He knew that Lu Ming didn't want to die with the monsters. Sure enough, all the monsters were blown to death, and only Lu Ming was still standing.
Standing unscathed.
Qian Youlin saw Lu Ming and smiled bitterly, then rushed into the pile of monsters with the bomb again.
"If it doesn't work, tell Lao Gu not to provide him with bombs." Qian Youlin pursed his lips and shot one monster at a time: "This won't work."
Qi Guanju sighed: "Without the bomb, he would choose another way."
This other method will be very familiar to He Feng, which is the player's self-destruction.
But even if Lu Ming blew himself up, he could still survive.
"Eternal life" seems like a curse nowadays.
"I really didn't expect Ah Ming to be such a lovesick person." The rings on his fingertips made a sound when they collided with each other. Qian Youcheng sighed and stretched out his hand to pull a player out from under the monster's mouth: "He doesn't look like it."
Qian Youlin was speechless: "My old brother, fight your monster."
After Qian Youlin was also dragged into the horror game, Qian Youcheng spent a lot of money on Qian Youlin in order to ensure his brother's safety.
One of the items is similar to a mobile phone, which allows players to chat without restrictions when they are in the same space.
This kind of prop was very expensive, about 100,000 horror coins, but Qian Youcheng bought it without blinking an eye.
This "same space" has many meanings. Now that the player islands have been merged, you can just walk from Player Island No. 1 to Player Island No. 4. How can it not be considered one space?
So the two brothers talked directly by voice.
In fact, horror games have built-in friend functions, but they cannot be used when playing dungeons, and the function is also useless. You can only send messages and not even voice messages. It is not as useful as props.
Qian Youcheng gave a few instructions and then concentrated on the rescue operation.
Qian Youlin rarely found him annoying. He raised his sniper rifle and aimed at the monster a hundred meters away. With his infinite luck, he never missed a shot.
A group of people were fighting monsters enthusiastically, and without exception, all the players were pinning down the monsters and beating them hard.
The situation is nothing like it was five years ago.
Including Shen Zhu himself.
A large piece was cut out of the waist, revealing the iron plate inside.
Not knowing what program He Feng had disrupted, Shen Zhu fell to the ground and twitched for a while, and just stopped.
Those destruction programs did not damage the horror game much, and Shen Zhu suddenly realized that his creator knew everything.
He just wanted to kill him.
How ironic.
How ironic.
Shen Zhu closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
He Feng stood beside Shen Zishu, and the two of them stood side by side and looked at Shen Zhu who was lying half-dead on the ground.
Just now on Player Island No. 10, He Feng did not rest. After changing his blood-stained clothes, he ate a little, but it was not enough to consume. This made Shen Zishu a little worried. He took out the small cookies he baked from his backpack while he was free.
He Feng didn't think there was anything wrong with it, so he opened it and started eating, not caring about Shen Zhu's life or death.
The players looked at He Feng who was eating biscuits with great relish in the live broadcast and felt that the final battle was a little too easy.
"Okay, at least my brother can still be a food blogger when he gets home." Qian Youlin sighed from the bottom of his heart: "Don't say it, I'm hungry."
Qi Guanju directly handed over the cookies he had baked.
Because Lu Ming liked to bake cookies for the little crybaby, he and Shen Zishu learned some from him and baked some for their own family, enough to have as snacks.
Qian Youlin wanted to laugh. He took the biscuit and winked at Qi Guanju: "Do you think we can still be together after we go home?"
Qi Guanju's eyebrows jumped and he threatened, "Don't be naughty."
"The big lawyer won't look down on a prodigal like me, will he?" Qian Youlin teased with a smile: "Oh, our big lawyer is so good, he won't look down on me, will he?"
Qi Guanju, who was being held captive, was somewhat helpless: "I still have to rely on the young master's mercy."
"Oh my!" Qian Youlin was happy: "I love to hear that!"
It’s funny to say that Qi Guanju’s skill is “saying the law as it comes”, but his profession in real life is a lawyer.
The two met once in real life. One was a prodigal young master who was asked to pay compensation after a fight, and the other was a top lawyer who hated playboys the most. The result can be imagined.
Anyway, they parted on bad terms after the case was over.
What no one could have imagined was that the two would meet again in a horror game and even get together.
As the ending approaches, everyone has some yearning.
Wangwang dodged the monster's attack, turned around, pulled the string of the bow and shot an arrow at a kid.
He suddenly started talking to Qin Tian beside him: "To be honest, I hadn't finished my homework before I entered the game."
Qin Tian staggered a step and rolled his eyes at him: "It's okay, it's only been a few months, I can still catch up with the final exam if I go out."
Wang Wang: ...
I am afraid, please let me go.
The decisive battle doesn’t seem like a decisive battle, at least not now.
Shen Zhu lay on the ground for a long time without getting up.
He could hear the laughter of the players, and the most discussed topic was which street to sleep on.
Originally this topic was only circulated among a small group of people, but later a player asked about it out of curiosity, and as a result, all players wanted to sleep on the street.
Shen Zhu closed his eyes.
How wonderful.
This is so beautiful.
But this beauty does not belong to him, and he does not want these players to feel the beauty.
A virus called selfishness has long taken over his emotional system. He likes this virus and it makes him very happy.
I like it even now.
"Why on earth did you do this?" Shen Zhu suddenly asked out of curiosity, "You have no relationship with these people, and you don't even know the people I'll drag into the horror game. Why do you have to go against me for these people?"
The framework of this question was a bit broad, so He Feng did not answer it immediately.
He thought of his parents and the predecessors who were willing to sacrifice themselves for others, and suddenly laughed.
"When the lights come on, all the houses are brightly lit. This is the scenery I like the most." He Feng said softly, "All I can do is try my best to protect this scenery, so that every house can light up a light, and then I can enjoy it."
“This is my selfishness.”