I will beat whoever eats chicken

Chapter 166

"Nonsense... Wait! What are you talking about!" Fang Xing suddenly grabbed Li Han's arm, "What did you say Wu Tong and Yu Xiaoxiao were doing?"

"Fuck the sheets! You came from the last century?! I can't understand what you said in a vague way? Come on, let's go!"

Li Han slammed open the door of the game console room, got on a roadside tram, and was sent directly to the gate of the simulation reality building.

He hurriedly connected to his phantom interface on the sub-screen in the lobby, swiped five thousand coins to activate the authority, went upstairs to open the room, lay down in the survival cabin to activate the function, and the whole process took no more than 5 minutes.

When white mist appears on the bulkhead, blocking the interior view, it means that the consciousness of the people inside has been transferred away...

"Damn it!" Fang Xing slapped the button of the game console viciously. He was restless. The character he was controlling was killed by the monster soon. A countdown to death popped up on the screen, and he could be revived within 30 seconds by inserting game coins.

He stared at the screen for a while, then contacted his sister through voice, "Hi! Little sister! You..."

"What are you, who are you yelling at like you have taken gunpowder?"

Fang Xing held his breath in depression, pressed Lao Gao on his chest, and then released that breath from the top and bottom at the same time, puff... Puff...

Feeling comfortable now, his manic impatience faded from his face, his face suddenly changed, and he said with a mean smile, "Sister~ what are you doing, so it's not convenient for brother to tell you something?"

"Say it."

"I've heard people say that the relationship between Wu Tong and Yu Xiaoxiao is advancing by leaps and bounds. It's understandable that they can't help but be close, but you should also work hard. Let me tell you..."

"Crazy!" Fang Yue cursed angrily and cut off her voice, and then no matter what Fang Xing called her, she ignored it.

Fang Xing was so angry that he went into a rage in the game console room. He broke several game handles and smashed countless buttons.

In the real world, in the male dormitory of Jinghai University, Wu Tong turned on a desk lamp and opened a heavy novel while lying on his desk.

This book is bigger than Cihai, and thicker and heavier. The four corners of the front and back covers are covered with copper corners to prevent them from being deformed by collisions.

Wu Tong was tired from watching, so he turned his head to look at the youngest 'Li Han' who was playing games on the other table. The other party was concentrating on playing games, he hesitated and shouted, "Han Diao!"

"Dried chicken feathers!"

Answering like a textbook, Li Han pulled the earphones away a little, but he could still hear the voice in the game. He tilted his head slightly, indicating that he was listening to someone else.

This is the ultimate gift for Li Han. Most people call him when he is playing games, and at most they can only get a response. As for the slight removal of the earphones and the slight tilt of the head, there is no such thing.

It's the same even if the girl is here, unless it's a girl who can sleep.

Wu Tong shook his head and said, "It's nothing."

He focused his eyes on the book again, but he didn't actually read a single word. Wu Tong thought in his heart, "Since Li Han himself is no different from Li Han controlled by the system subroutine, then the soul created by the system is the same as his own soul." There is no difference, even the existence of the concept of the soul is not clear, and the spiritual will can be replaced by a high degree of restoration. Even if Li Han dies in the game world like the boss, there is no difference for the uninformed people around them, the boss Still the boss, Li Han is still Li Han...'

Thinking of this, he let out a long sigh and looked up at the boss's bed. The other party and another roommate had already gone home.

Wu Tong didn't dare to go back to face his parents, so he found an excuse to stay in school with Li Han.

"Damn it! Damn it!" Li Han slapped the keyboard angrily, "I was killed by a fully automatic hip shot from 800 meters away, and I didn't even act. It's so fucking annoying!"

He took off his earphones and slapped the table and shouted, "Tongzi, you use the big computer, we're in duo, so there's no chance of fighting back against cheaters in solo row!"

"You know, I don't play this game. You can call me if you want to play Luke's group later. I still have two paddle numbers to hang out with."

"Understood! I really understand! I'll take you on a large computer, and you can use the boss's computer to accompany me to eat a couple of chickens. His computer configuration is better than yours."

Wu Tong rolled his eyes, stuffed the bookmark on the page he saw, and closed the book with a deep and loud voice.

The cover of the thick book appeared in front of Li Han. He pulled the book over to have a look. The cover of the book was a skull with burning fire in the background. The whole looks very eerie.

The most important thing is the four characters on the cover, Necronomicon.

Li Han flipped through the first few pages casually. The first few pages were hand-painted and then printed with strange patterns like magic circles, and there were also strange-looking monsters whose appearance could not be described as hideous.

'Weird, disgusting, just look at the nausea that hits the soul! '

This is the feeling that the monster pattern brought to Li Han. Turning to the back, it was a page in English similar to a preface, but after a closer look, he found that some letters had phonetic symbols, and there was no word he knew.

'Well, maybe Spanish or French...'

He didn't turn the pages back, but directly turned the book over to look at the last page. When he opened it, the large black and white portraits on that page scared him a lot.

"Fuck!"

This portrait is a photo taken, or it may be a delicate drawing. Li Han learned to paint. He thinks the latter is more likely, because the shadow processing of the face is very familiar, which is a common method for painting sinister and horror characters.

Especially the left face in the shadow, the shadow of the eye socket blocked by the high brow bone, and the shadow of the upper lip under the high bridge of the nose, all reflect that the painter wants to give people a sense of fear that the person in the painting cannot be approached.

"Hey! The author looks really frightening, with a long face, very much like a friend of mine in junior high...Tongzi, what do you think this thing is doing?"

Li Han turned his head to look at Wu Tong, the bright light from the desk lamp that was left on when he was reading a book came from one side, and the blue backlight when the computer was turned on put half of Wu Tong's expressionless face in shadow.

It may be because of the unstable voltage, the light of the desk lamp flickered, and Li Han was so frightened that his hairs stood on end!With a scream, he dropped the book and threw it at Wu Tong!He was terrified!
He ignored the terrible weight of the book, and after throwing it out, he slid off the edge of the table and slapped it heavily on the ground.

Li Han stroked his chest in shock, "Damn! Your expression just now was terrifying!"

Wu Tong was so distressed that he picked up the book, "Damn! You almost disfigured me just now!"

This book weighs more than 20 kilograms, and the four corners are covered with copper. The angle is right and the strength is enough. It can explode Wu Tong's head in one go!It's not just as simple as disfigurement!
"Uh, you can't blame me, I thought you joined some kind of cult, it looked weird..." Li Han suddenly stopped speaking halfway!
(End of this chapter)