Welcome to the Nightmare Live

Chapter 196

The air seemed to have become a thick semi-fluid, viscous and suffocating.

Unknowingly, the distance was drawn closer again, as if being pulled by some invisible and unknown force... Wu Zhu bent down unconsciously.

He stared at the class in front of him.

In the depths of the double golden eyes, apart from Fei's evil and coldness, there is another primitive and intense emotion surging.

Arrogant, fragile, eloquent class.

Even though his throat was pinched in his palm, all countermeasures had lost their effect, he was still hopping boldly, provocatively, and ignorantly releasing seductive signals.

…

A delicious meal delivered to your door.

A strange hunger burns deep in his chest.

As if feeling something, the young man who had been chattering suddenly stopped.

He shut up.

His lips are sharp and clear, but they are plump and soft, and he can easily adjust the curvature to match his words and seduce his heart.

But at this moment, it is tightly pressed, the sharp lines are resisting and ruthless, like a mussel closing its hard shell.

Wu Zhu's gaze fell on the young man's wet lips uncontrollably, a strange and chaotic desire that was almost unstoppable, as if pulled by a magnetic force, without resistance.

Pry it open.

try it.

Suddenly, Wen Jianyan opened the door.

He stared at the person in front of him, and suddenly smiled:

"Do you want to kiss me?"

"!"

Wu Zhu's pupils narrowed, as if he was stunned.

"come."

Wen Jian said.

*

"Zi-"

There was only a sharp buzzing sound, like fingernails scratching on the glass. The strong interference sound echoed in the huge live broadcast room, stinging the ears of every audience.

In a second, the live broadcast signal was completely cut off.

The screen that was originally covered by snowflakes was now only black.

The live broadcast room fell into a brief dead silence.

"Ah? What's going on? Why can't I see anything all of a sudden?"

"I'm going, is the live broadcast signal broken?"

"It was just a bad signal before, why is it cut off now?!"

"Ah, come on, what happened!! They are all paying viewers, why can't we watch it? Complained and complained!"

"It's sick, this optimization is done! I haven't had such a problem before!"

After the live broadcast was cut off, the grievances of the audience quickly piled up and fermented.

It seemed to feel the dissatisfaction of the audience, and soon, a line of words appeared on the pitch-black screen:

【Disconnected...】

At the same time, the mechanical system announcement sounded in the live broadcast room:

"Dear viewers, your comments have been accepted in the live broadcast room. For your better live broadcast experience and entertainment effect, Nightmare is trying its best to restore the live broadcast signal. Please wait patiently..."

The words [Disconnected...] flashed on the pitch-black screen.

Most of the audience came here for curiosity, and their interest came and went quickly. Seeing this situation, they were very disappointed and dispersed sparsely. gush.

After all, [Ping An Nursing Home] is not the only dungeon that is being broadcast live, and their choice must be right.

Quickly, the live broadcast room, which was overcrowded just now, became empty.

The number of online is about to drop to the bottom.

Only a small number of persistent old fans still stayed in the live broadcast room, waiting for the signal to recover, chatting while waiting.

"It's really... the most critical part of the live broadcast has just been carried out. Is this a disappointment?"

"Recently, the problem of the live broadcast signal did not happen at the same time, but it is the first time that it is so strict that it can be disconnected directly."

"It was there before, but it seems that there is only a problem with the copy, and the live broadcast signal is fine."

"Yes, I remember that several dungeons were directly sealed up. A large number of old anchors who followed me disappeared, and the live broadcast rooms of familiar senior anchors were permanently closed."

"Hahahaha yes, if the old anchor hadn't emptied a large number of them at once, otherwise Nightmare wouldn't have included such fresh blood at once. I remember this anchor was recruited for the first time, right?"

"In short, Nightmare should quickly disinfect another bug. I really can't stand this old bug. It affects the user experience too much."

*

Along with the contraction of the male's pupils, the force binding Wen Jianyan's neck suddenly tightened with the force of breaking the throat, but then suddenly loosened completely in a second.

Tentacle-like shadows fled away.

"...cough cough!"

Wen Jianyan, who was on the verge of suffocation, was dragged back to the world where he could breathe freely. He covered his throat with one hand and coughed hoarsely.

"..."

Wu Zhu stood there expressionless, like a stone sculpture without any emotion, staring at him with indifferent golden eyes.

Under the indifferent appearance, there seemed to be some strange undercurrents surging.

It seems to be stunned, and it seems to be "confused"...

All the waves are hidden in the chaos.

After the itching subsided, Wen Jianyan raised her eyes again and looked at the man in front of her.

There were a total of two kisses.

The first time was out of deceit, and the same is true for the second time.

For the first time, he completed the system task, and for the second time, he tricked him into distracting him by showing weakness, and then stabbed him in the chest.

Obviously, Wu Zhu held a grudge.

So, before branding him and making him his slave and servant, he asked sarcastically—

Won't you come and kiss your god?

"Aren't you coming? All right." Wen Jianyan shrugged.

He seemed extraordinarily relaxed and relaxed, as if he was the dominant and dominant one.

"..."

The other party was still silent.

As a kind of primitive creature with a broken soul who only knows how to eat and kill, the knowledge reserve of this false **** seems not enough to cope with the current situation.

"You don't trust my loyalty because that kind of thing never existed, and we both know that."

Wen Jianyan's face no longer had the trace of the kiss he just asked for.

He stared closely at the man in front of him, slamming every word like a thousand catties:

"But, I will help you."

"To be precise, I have already helped you."

The "god" that is only being conceived and growing is Wen Jianyan's signature.

He's showing what he can do and where he stands.

I will do something.

what can I do.

Wen Jianyan opened his arms:

"I am unarmed now, and I am the most vulnerable time, but you, after devouring the fragments, are the most powerful time. My life is in your hands, and I use this to show my sincerity."

As he spoke, he pointed to the void:

"I chose this time to pierce the window paper, because only now, 'it' is not listening."

"There has never been cooperation between us, and there has never been trust, but every word I say now comes from the bottom of my heart—because all hypocrisy and lies are stumbling blocks to cooperation."

"My soul was held in the hands of the Nightmare Live Studio, and I was forced to go through repeated torture and endless fighting, and was treated like an animal in a cage for entertainment..."

Never-ending copies, never-ending torture.

In comparison, death will appear more gentle and kind.

Wen Jianyan stared closely at Wu Zhu and said, "I believe it, and you too."

"Our interests and enemies are the same, so I seek your cooperation."

Wen Jianyan used honorifics again.

His voice faded from the indifference and provocation that were just enough to irritate, and became gentle and peaceful again, without any sarcasm, appearing respectful and sincere.

"This time, I will help you out of nowhere."

"You need me."

Wen Jianyan raised her eyes and smiled, "I need you too."

"..."

Wu Zhu watched him.

The passage of time was prolonged, and Wen Jianyan could almost hear his own heart beating wildly, but he still waited patiently.

After a long time, the other party finally opened, and asked unhurriedly:

"what would you like?"

To Wen Jianyan, these words were like a ray of dawn breaking through the dark clouds.

His heart fell back slightly, and he said almost without hesitation:

"A certain degree of privacy, a more flat dialogue mode, and freedom of authority."

"I will do things for you, and I can do more things for you, but you need to trust me to a certain extent and give me more information, so that I can help to the greatest extent and accomplish the final goal efficiently .”

"good."

Wu Zhu lowered his eyes, stared at Lei in front of him with his golden and cold eyes, and said slowly, "As you wish."

Before Wen Jianyan was relieved, he only heard the other party ask in a deep, undulating voice:

"What are you willing to give in return?"

"..." Wen Jianyan raised his eyes, "Everything."

Shuangfei's pupils are close at hand, with the cruel and primitive light of beasts.

Only classes will cooperate.

They are rational, know the pros and cons, and can be persuaded and persuaded.

God is different.

He stands above everything, neither good nor evil, is the absolute ruler, an entity composed of primitive instincts, pros and cons and "rationality" have no value in the face of greed that devours everything.

When dealing with evil gods, there is no cooperation, only transactions.

"Well, at the end of it all, you will belong to me."

The false **** leaned over, and his deep voice seemed to be a sentence, and it seemed to be a curse.

"Voluntarily give your all."

Be it faith, soul, or body.

everything.

As a sacrifice to a higher being, voluntarily to be His property, without end, without end, from which not even death can liberate him.

Humans stared at their future ruler with amber eyes. Suddenly, he smiled and replied without hesitation:

"make a deal."

*

On the pitch-black screen, the signal finally appeared again.

【Disconnected...】

[Live broadcast signal has been obtained]

【The live broadcast is resuming...】

The audience couldn't help being excited again:

"! Oh, the live broadcast has finally resumed!!"

"My God, finally there is another signal! Give me a good meal!"

"So what happened in the end, did you create a god?"

All the audience looked at the screen excitedly, but they were greatly disappointed by what appeared on the screen.

The huge womb shrouded in scarlet has disappeared.

What appeared in front of him was the familiar catacombs. The cold and gloomy huge cave seemed to have been cleaned by a hurricane, full of rubble and dilapidated ruins.

At the same time, all the live broadcast rooms in the instance of [Ping An Sanatorium] returned to normal time elapsed.

The countdown has unknowingly proceeded to the last ten seconds.

【10, 9, 8, 7...】

"Ah? What's going on?"

"Why is there nothing! What happened? Did you succeed in creating God!"

"I don't know, and I can't see it... Let me look at the anchor's task bar!"

The anchor most triggered two tasks.

Help make gods.

and block the process.

No matter what, you have to choose one of these two options. Although you haven't seen what happened in the dungeon just now, you can always deduce the result based on the completion of the two tasks.

but…

The worst situation surprised all the audience.

"Ah? What's going on? Even if you haven't succeeded in creating a god, the blocking task should be completed, right?"

"No... Isn't this a choice? How can you not complete both!"

"I do not know…"

There was a lot of discussion in the live broadcast room, and the final countdown finally came to zero.

[3, 2, 1]

[Live broadcast ends]

【The host is online】

[Integrity first live broadcast room will close in one minute, countdown: 60, 59...]

In Heilai's live broadcast room, only resentful viewers remained.

Instead of calming them down, the few seconds of the most restorative signal irritated them.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhly

"Absolutely... It's really the key to breaking the chain."

"Nightmare, hurry up and fix it—it's true!"

"Speechless, I'm going to report bugs."

*

In the pale space, Wen Jianyan opened his eyes, and the mechanical sound of the system echoed in his ears.

【We are repairing your body...】

[The body has been repaired, points deducted: 100]

"Ding! Congratulations to the anchor for completing this live broadcast! Now I will give you rewards..."

The highest online number of your live broadcast room is 145719, and the reward points will be credited to the host account.

There are 110,200 reward points in the live broadcast room, which will be divided by the system, and the remaining points will be credited to the anchor account.

Congratulations on becoming the anchor with the highest internal energy in this live broadcast. Reward points: 10000, which have been linked to the anchor account.

Because the gap between your highest online number and the lowest online number is too large, your live broadcast rewards will be deducted by 20%..."

Wen Jianyan didn't have the patience to listen.

He muted the system, opened his live broadcast interface, and swiped towards the task bar above—

"Task 1: Complete the task reward for incubating gods in the [Ping An Sanatorium] inner god-making plan: ???"

【Completion: 99%】

"Mission: Destroy the god-making plan in [Ping An Sanatorium] and interrupt the breeding mission reward: ???"

【Completion: 0%】

Wen Jianyan smiled.

really.

He closed the live broadcast interface and stood up.

Suddenly, a shadow slammed into him, and before Wen Jianyan could react, he punched him viciously.

Su Cheng rushed to his eyes, his eyes were red with anger: "Why are you jumping?!"

"Brother, brother! Calm down!"

Huang Mao hastily grabbed Su Cheng to prevent him from taking any irrational actions, "The boss must have his reasons..."

Seeing Wen Jianyan jumping away, Su Cheng was going crazy from fright, and was also so angry that he was dying.

Wen Jianyan is always like this, hiding all the information and plans in his mind, each time hiding deeper than the last time, each time he promises not to take any more risks, and in the end he does his own way.

Seeing his friend jumping into the cliff in front of his eyes, Su Cheng felt a deep sense of panic and powerlessness.

"Accident... This time it was really an accident."

Wen Jianyan knew he was wrong, so he was forced to take a step back.

What happened this time was basically his guess, and it had a lot to do with the deep core of the entire Nightmare Live Broadcasting Room, so Wen Jianyan didn't plan to involve his teammates because of emotion and reason.

"I will ask you to help me this time..."

Su Cheng clenched his fist again:

"That's what you said last time—"

"Cough, cough cough..." Wen Jianyan coughed weakly twice, and frowned in pain, "My injury hasn't healed yet..."

He has already fixed it.

And it didn't matter if Su Cheng punched him—everyone came out of the dungeon, and his physical strength was exhausted long ago. Su Cheng was still soft-hearted.

But Wen Jianyan pretended to be very real, his face was pale, and he looked pitiful.

Su Cheng: "..."

Pooh! You guys don't have a single word of truth out of your mouth!

But Huang Mao came over nervously: "Ah? Are you all right?"

"It's okay..." Wen Jianyan shook his head weakly, "Help me up."

He sold it so badly that even Su Cheng was shaken.

He couldn't help but took a step forward. Although his tone was still stiff, his attitude softened uncontrollably: "You...why don't you fix it?"

Su Cheng, a soft-hearted and easily deceived prophet.

Although I have been dealing with liars, I don't have a long memory every time.

At this moment, Lu Si Shaoyao came over from a distance, interrupting a few reminiscences.

"How do you feel? Are the points for repairing the body enough?"

He looked at Wen Jianyan with concern and asked.

Wen Jianyan nodded, "Of course."

"When you jumped, we were all really scared, but I believe that you should come back safely." There was no insincere in Luce's words.

He took a deep breath and said seriously:

"Anyway, thank you."

As a senior anchor, Luce is very clear that there must be a deep reason for the most shocking 100-second countdown in the last dungeon.

In other words, before teleporting back to the system space, there must be the last one robbing them.

All of them were able to return to the system space safely and unscathed, and Wen Jianyan's leap without hesitation must have contributed a lot.

Here, a beaming announcement came from not far away:

"Congratulations to the six anchors for successfully playing the copy of [Ping An Sanatorium] Platinum Success!"

On the screen, the Ping An Sanatorium turned gray, with a "permanently closed" mark on the side.

The huge platinum trophy gradually rose up on the screen, with the numbers of the six studios branded on it, and then slowly disappeared into the hall of fame.

Luce withdrew his gaze and sighed:

"I really didn't expect... I can still play Platinum Cheng at this time."

The higher the qualifications, the more difficult the dungeon you experience, and the more difficult it is to achieve Platinum Success. Especially at Luce's current level, the difficulty of the dungeon has gone up to b+ and a-, and the possibility of achieving Platinum Success is extremely small.

He looked at Wen Jianyan and said:

"If there is anything that can help, you can contact me, and I will do my best."

"Speaking of this..." Wen Jianyan raised the corners of her lips, narrowed her amber eyes, and a happy smile shone in her eyes: "There is indeed one."

Su Cheng who was at the side felt sullen, but seeing Wen Jianyan's familiar expression, his heart still thumped involuntarily.

He's thinking badly.

And there will definitely be disasters.

The unlucky candidate Luce didn't notice it, he looked at Wen Jianyan sincerely, and said, "It's nothing, just say it."

"Not now, the machine is wrong," Wen Jianyan smiled innocently, and suggested very considerately, "Why don't we contact each other after a good night's rest."

"Ah," Luce was startled, and then nodded in agreement: "You are right, this dungeon is difficult and takes a long time. We should all take a good rest. I haven't thought enough about it."

So, after exchanging contact information, Lu Si Shaoyao and Wen Jianyan said goodbye happily.

"What are you thinking?"

Su Cheng couldn't help but asked in a low voice.

"What do you mean?" Wen Jianyan shrugged innocently, "what can I think?"

Su Cheng: "."

Pooh.

Wen Jianyan patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, let's go back and rest quickly, I'm really exhausted this time..."

With that said, he turned his head to look at Huang Mao:

"And you?"

"Me too."

Huangmao took a deep breath and seemed to have made up his mind.

In fact, before entering the dungeon of Ping An Sanatorium, he already had a vague idea of ​​his choice. After going through this dungeon, he had completely determined what he wanted.

Huang Mao shyly touched the head of his head, his eyes were rare firmness: "Yes, goodbye."

He still has a little business to deal with.

*

With tears in his eyes, Ji Guan welcomed them excitedly.

After all, in his opinion, Su Cheng may have been cheated to death long ago.

Su Cheng was at a loss for what to do by the other party's sudden passion, while Wen Jianyan quickly said "bye" while the other party was caught in Ji Guan's tenderness offensive, and then got into his own without looking back. s room.

He was literally exhausted.

Not long after the first dungeon of [Fantasy Amusement Park] ended, Wen Jianyan entered the dungeon of [Ping An Nursing Home] for rescue. The two dungeons were almost seamless, and there was very little rest room for him.

After taking a shower and washing off the exhaustion from her body, Wen Jianyan fell on the big bed as if exhausted.

The soft bedding dragged his body like a cloud, his bones seemed to be falling apart, and his whole body was excruciatingly sore.

In the dark, although Wen Jianyan was physically exhausted, he didn't feel sleepy, and his spirit was still in a state of extreme excitement.

He rolled over, his eyes glowing in the darkness.

Although the dungeon this time was exhausting and thrilling, several times it was almost left inside forever and could not return, but...

This dungeon brought him many unexpected surprises, and it can be said that he gained a lot.

The most critical thing is the "deal" with Wu Zhu.

There are two most direct reasons why he decisively terminated the plan and contacted Wu Zhu instead.

First, he realized that the identity of "God" was a fragment of Wu Zhu.

Second, because the system issued two tasks to him, incubating the gods, and interrupting the gestation—these two options covered any choice he could make.

This is tantamount to a headache for Wen Jianyan.

In other words, these two results, even if they may not be happy to see the live broadcast studio, are at least bearable.

Not so for him.

When the Ouroboros is contained in the egg body and starts to destroy it, he must leave as quickly as possible to keep his life, and what he destroys is only a half-conceived fragment of the witch candle.

Not only was there no harm to him, but it also meant that no matter what the outcome was, Wen Jianyan would lose a valuable item.

Therefore, the moment she realized this, Wen Jianyan changed her strategy almost without hesitation.

The facts that came proved that his decision was correct.

At the end of the dungeon, none of the tasks were completed, but the breeding process was actually terminated—it just didn't terminate as Nightmare expected.

Wen Jianyan lowered her eyes, and the corners of her lips were hidden in the darkness, with a slight arc of a smile on her face.

Half of the plan has been completed... the remaining half should be coming soon.

Just need a little help.

Wen Jianyan got up and looked at herself in the mirror.

In the open nightgown, there is a young and strong body, snaking, the scarlet lines on the hip bones are hidden in the stacked cloth.

The skin is plated with a layer of warm orange in the night light.

He put his hand on it.

It was smooth and tight, with a slight warm steam, and it was completely indistinguishable from his position just by the touch.

Visible to the naked eye, the lines gradually faded away.

This is one of the deals between Wen Jianyan and Wu Zhu.

Partial privacy.

Soon, when Wen Jianyan let go, the branding turned into a faint red mark, which almost blended with the surrounding skin color, like a finger mark that had been kneaded, and it was difficult to distinguish without looking carefully.

"Hello, little assistant,"

The young man's voice sounded lazily, echoing in the room, "Are you there?"

There was almost no pause, and the voice of the personal assistant sounded immediately, the lively synthetic voice without any personal emotion:

"What service do you need?"

"I need to talk to a higher-level system in your live broadcast room, you should be able to convey it?"

Wen Jian got to the point.

However, his question seemed to have exceeded the authority, and the personal assistant did not answer, but kept silent.

"Maybe you have already received the complaint and started the system self-inspection. In that case, let me make a long story short,"

Wen Jianyan didn't mind, and just continued on his own:

"Nightmare should have discovered it by now. Your live broadcast room is disintegrating from the inside. There are problems with your copy and npc, and the source of this problem may be the same as your system's authority..."

"If it continues to develop, it may even be higher."

He maintained the posture with his clothes open, leaning half back on the head of the bed.

The amber eyes are half-closed, and there is a faint smile on the corner of the lips: "Do you want to solve it?"

"I might be able to help you."

"I believe we have common interests and enemies."

Wen Jianyan smiled casually:

"And, in a sense, I have an advantage over you. If you don't believe me, go and analyze the customs clearance record of a copy of the Ping An Sanatorium. You should have this ability."

He touched his lips with his fingertips, his posture was leisurely, and his expression was almost frivolous and malicious:

"The **** himself may not even be aware of it...

He doesn't just feed me now. "

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