Horror Game: Crazy Boss Slashing At The Beginning

Fu Yan covered the outer wall of the castle with piranhas.

Looking at the doomsday red flowers with bloody mouths and sharp serrated teeth, Fu Yan felt very satisfied.

This is what a castle should be like.

After Fu Yan finished decorating the castle, he checked his points.

The high school dungeon gave him a total of 5 billion points, excluding the 300 million for buying the bed and cannibal flowers just now.

He now has 4.7 billion and 1 points left.

He had never seen such money in his world.

What an eye opener.

Fu Yan also checked his horror value by the way.

"Scary value: 5396"

When the horror value reaches 10,000, he can draw his first skill card.

He doesn't have any talent for this game.

But he came from the high latitude world after all.

His existence is simply a dimensionality reduction blow to this low-latitude game.

Fu Yan took back the control panel and was about to go back to the castle when he met He Shuyang brothers and sisters who came out to look for him.

He Shuyue somehow convinced He Shuyang.

He Shuyang took her initiative to bring her to Fu Yan, "You're right, I can't protect her forever, she has to face the world by herself."

Fu Yan nodded, "So?"

He Shuyang: "So I want you to help her..."

Fu Yan: "Why?"

Fu Yan feels that he is already a kind person who can provide them with this idea.

They still want to rely on themselves?

no way!

He Shuyang also knew that they were not related to Fu Yan, and Fu Yan had no obligation to help them.

But he really couldn't find any other way. He didn't know anything about this talent, and he didn't know what to do.

In the final analysis, he is also a rookie who has only been in the game for three months.

He Shuyang: "The dungeon gave me a thousand points just now, and I'm willing to give it to you."

Fu Yan pointed to his majestic castle, "Do you think I'm worse than you?"

He Shuyang's cheeks turned red.

Other than that, he has nothing.

He Shuyang thought for a moment, gritted his teeth, and said seriously: "As long as you can help Xiaoyue, I will sell it to you!"

"Ahem..."

Fu Yan was almost choked to death by his words, "Hey, you are so vicious, I saved you, but you actually disgusted me by repaying your kindness."

He Shuyang also noticed the ambiguity in the words, "I...I didn't mean that. I meant that I would work hard for you."

He Shuyang blushed and looked at Fu Yan with firm eyes.

Just as Fu Yan was about to say 'no need', a reminder sounded in his head.

"Ding! Faith +1"

Faith value?

Fu Yan distractedly checked the horror value panel.

It was found that there was a progress bar under the horror value.

It says:

"Faith value: 1"

WTF?

Fu Yan checked the description of the faith value with his mind.

‘The person who contributes to your belief value will become your believer. Loyal believers can spread fear for you and help you get more horror points. '

Fu Yan's eyes lit up suddenly.

If you say 'horror value', he won't be sleepy.

'Spreading fear' refers to scaring npc?

That is to say, the horror value created by believers intimidating npc can also belong to him.

The more and more frightening his followers, the more frightening his value will be.

This is much faster than his own dungeon.

Seeing that Fu Yan hadn't spoken for a long time, He Shuyang thought that Fu Yan disagreed. When he hesitated, He Shuyue suddenly raised her head.

This was the first time she looked up at Fu Yan. Although her heart was uneasy and her voice was trembling, her eyes did not evade, "Mr. Fu, I am willing to work hard for you. I know that I am not capable enough, and it will be a drag for you." Oil bottle, but I will work hard to grow, please give me a chance."

"Ding! Faith +1"

In this short period of time, Fu Yan's faith value has increased a little.

Why!

Now that they were delivered to the door, he reluctantly accepted them.

Who made him so kind.

"It's not one oil bottle, it's two." Fu Yan stretched out two fingers, shook them in front of the siblings, and strode into the castle.

He Shuyang looked puzzled: "What does he mean?"

He Shuyue: "Mr. Fu agreed."

"Ah?" He Shuyang was ecstatic, "Really! Really!"

"Thank you! Mr. Fu..." He Shuyang shouted happily behind Fu Yan.

Fu Yan waved his hands without looking back, "Just call me uncle."

He Shuyue's next copy will be in five days.

Fu Yan and He Shuyang each bought a binding card and bound her.

Taking advantage of the five days left, Fu Yan is going to give them a training camp.

At the current level of the two of them, entering the dungeon alone, not to mention earning horror points for him, it would be good not to give away the head.

He Shuyang's talent is strength, because he has been entering the dungeon for He Shuyue, his health is almost exhausted, and his combat effectiveness is very stretched.

Moreover, he is only nineteen years old now, and he has only been in the dungeon for three months. It is normal to be scared when he sees monsters. If he enters more dungeons in the future, he will be fine.

But Fu Yan can't wait for him to grow up slowly.

He was going to give He Shuyang a strong dose of medicine.

As night fell, the fog around the community turned from white to black.

Withered and rotting zombies crawled out of the black mist.

The zombies were densely packed, thousands of them, and they were slowly moving towards the center of the community.

"Forget it, you picked it up."

Fu Yan threw a bottle of recovery potion to He Shuyang.

Bought in the Points Mall, 10,000 points can bring the life back to full points.

He Shuyang was a little moved, he opened his mouth, and just wanted to thank Fu Yan.

I saw Fu Yan showing a weird smile to him.

This smile is very familiar, he just saw it not long ago, when Fu Yan forced the little green hair to jump off the building...

In the next second, an irresistible force struck from the calf.

He Shuyang was thrown out of the window by Fu Yan.

Before He Shuyang could scream, he fell to the ground.

HP -1

Fortunately, it was on the third floor, otherwise he would have smashed it to pieces.

He Shuyang's HP is only 3 points.

It made him, who was not rich in health, worse.

Just as he was about to take out the recovery potion, he saw a group of zombies approaching a meter away from him.

They were walking slowly, but suddenly they smelled the smell of living people.

They scrambled to squeeze this way, moving several times faster than usual, and came to He Shuyang in the blink of an eye.

"I go!"

He Shuyang drew out his dagger, chopped off a zombie closest to him, then turned around and ran into the castle.

But the gate of the ancient castle was closed tightly at this time.

No matter how much he knocked on the door, he would not open it.

He Shuyang looked back at the black zombie behind him, when the hell is this going to be cut? !

Although the zombie's lethality is low, but his physical strength is limited, he can't bear to keep cutting off his arms!

Although the previous black mist was scary, there were not so many monsters in the mist.

One or two is the best.

Since Fu Yan appeared, it seems that the whole community has become abnormal.