Welcome to the Nightmare Live Chapter 159

Chapter 159

A thick, decaying smell escaped from the gap between the iron doors, and in that thin gap was an unknown darkness that even the light of a flashlight could not penetrate.

The voices inside the door became more urgent, louder than each other:

"come on in!"

not good!

Wen Jianyan seemed to understand something suddenly, his pupils shrank, and he suddenly looked behind him.

The light of the flashlight flickered, and the dim beam of light swept across, barely illuminating a small space behind.

Triggered by the sound, the tentacles, which had been motionless all along, began to vibrate.

Those crimson mouthparts like silk threads stretched and lengthened little by little, protruding towards the direction of the sound, but in just a short moment, they silently dropped to the level of his face.

Although the aging of the protective cover hadn't disappeared, Wen Jianyan didn't want to test its strength.

In such a situation, the best way now is to run in the opposite direction of the sound. However, his two teammates are probably on this floor right now, and leaving now would be a waste of all previous efforts.

Wen Jianyan skillfully opened the system mall, and clicked to buy as quickly as possible.

The points were removed from the account, and in the next second, a metal bump appeared in his palm.

It was an old-fashioned alarm clock.

With two "squeaks", the mainspring was screwed on.

Wen Jianyan raised his hand, and lightly threw the props in the opposite direction!

Just listening to the sound of "Dang", the alarm clock hit the wall, and then made a mechanical and piercing alarm sound.

The tentacles hanging in the air paused, then changed direction and looked towards the alarm clock that was ringing.

But in just a dozen seconds, the entire staircase he walked before was almost completely covered, and under the dim light, it almost looked like a whole red esophagus covered with fluff.

Thin lines stretched out from the walls and ceiling, intertwined with each other, silently swaying in the dark space.

Wen Jianyan breathed a sigh of relief.

When he realized that these neurons were using sound to determine their location when he was downstairs, he thought of a possible solution to this situation.

It does seem to work.

[Integrity First] In the live broadcast room:

"Oh oh oh the anchor's reaction is really fast!"

"really!"

"But why did Su Cheng's voice appear? It's so strange..."

"Huh? I thought it was part of the dungeon, but isn't it?"

"No! I have no impression that there will be such a party in the laboratory! It is also possible that the mechanism has been changed...? I am not sure."

Wen Jianyan turned his head and looked at the half-open iron door behind him.

Since the alarm rang, the voice of "Su Cheng" in the crack of the door has disappeared, leaving only a suffocating silence.

No matter how you look at that narrow gap, it is full of dangers.

No matter what the voice is, Su Cheng and the others should be here.

After all, there is no other fork on this staircase, and there is only this direction for them to move forward.

Wen Jianyan activated the pulling props.

no response.

…All right.

Wen Jianyan sighed.

Although he has already guessed the result, he has to try, right?

That being the case, there was only one last way left for him.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, raised his hand, and carefully pushed the iron door open a gap.

The dry door hinges turned, making a harsh creaking sound in the dark.

The strange tentacles hanging from the top of the head deflected in the direction, and tended to follow the sound.

Wen Jianyan moved quickly, turned his body slightly, and disappeared inside the iron gate before making a second sound.

The moment I stepped into the darkness, the task bar on the right was updated.

[Junior Mission: Exploring the Laboratory]

[Intermediate task: escape from the laboratory]

A strong fishy and stale smell filled his nostrils. Although he was mentally prepared, Wen Jianyan couldn't help but turn pale for a moment.

He covered his mouth and nose with one hand, and raised his hand holding the flashlight, illuminating a small space in front of him. Although the light from the flashlight is not strong enough to fully illuminate the surroundings, it can still be seen that the area here is so large that you can't see the end at a glance.

The layout is roughly the same as downstairs.

It was dark and empty, as if it had been abandoned for a long time, the ground was covered with dust, and there were old and broken tables, chairs and experimental bench fragments everywhere.

The difference from downstairs is that the area covered by the meat film is larger here.

On the ceiling, on the walls, and on the ground, it looked like some kind of ringworm, slowly wriggling in the dark.

Wen Jianyan subconsciously held her breath and walked lightly.

He lowered his head, and by the light of the flashlight, he looked for the footprints left by the previous people on the ground.

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"It's really a little too quiet... I feel like I can't breathe, it's so depressing."

"Yeah, I'm so nervous!"

"So the survival rate of the laboratory is high?"

"It's not very high... It's weird here. I've seen it many times, but I haven't figured out the survival mechanism here..."

"Speaking of which, where are the teammates of the anchor? Are there any who like to wander around to talk? Are there any teammates?"

"I just came back from next door, no nothing... It's hard to say?"

"Huh? What does that mean?"

"It means that although the live broadcast room has not been closed for the time being, it is not far from death."

Before he knew it, he had entered the second hall.

This place is different from the completely empty dark area just now. There seem to be many different small compartments here, separated by thick glass, covered with thick dust and stains, and it is not clear what is inside.

The further you go, the larger the area covered by the meat membrane. It used to be just a piece of land, but as you move forward, it has basically become a piece of glue, and it is almost difficult to find a place to stay.

As Wen Jianyan walked forward, he was careful not to touch any neurons.

The pale beam of light from the flashlight swayed across the fleshy membrane in front of him, passing by several pale human faces.

Wen Jianyan choked for breath.

The flashlight turned sharply and shone in the direction of the human face!

A dim light illuminates the scene in front of me.

In those thick, pulsating fleshy membranes, several pale faces with closed eyes were sunken deep inside. They seemed to have lost consciousness, motionless like corpses.

Wen Jianyan recognized the faces of Huangmao and Shaoyao.

Now that the specific location has been found, it is actually not very difficult to pull them out. The real difficulty lies in that they should be in a state of illness now, that is to say, once they regain their freedom, there is a high probability that they will be with the people downstairs. Luce and the others are the same, not only can't recognize which is a teammate, what's worse, they may attack and make noise indiscriminately.

This layer of meat film is really too much, if they are dragged out without any preparation, I am afraid that he will be dragged in with him.

Wen Jianyan lowered her eyes and pondered for a while, calculated in her mind for a moment, then exchanged an alarm clock again, placed it in a direction away from her, and set the time for it.

One minute and thirty seconds.

After finishing all this, Wen Jianyan chose an open space. Taking a deep breath, he activated the shield.

He counted down the time in his head, then pinched the seconds to activate the prop—

The fleshy membrane wriggled, making a weird and sticky sound of water, and in the next second, Huangmao's body was pulled out from the depths of the fleshy membrane, and then flew straight in this direction!

"boom!"

Huang Mao's body fell down heavily.

Almost exactly at the same second, the alarm clock in the distance gave out a mechanical buzz, and the ringing and ringing vibrated, attracting all the attention.

Wen Jianyan moved quickly.

He skillfully strangled Huang Mao's neck with his arms, exerted force on the carotid artery, and passed out again before the other party had time to make any sound.

Wen Jianyan took out the rope that he had prepared, **** the yellow hair mercilessly, and gagged his mouth with a gag. The whole process was smooth and smooth, as if it had been done thousands of times.

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, this is too skillful!"

"I'm an expert at killing, stealing, and kidnapping!"

After finishing all this, the alarm clock in the distance just happened to stop ringing.

Wen Jianyan immediately stopped his movements. He lay silently in the darkness, watching the soft flesh-red tentacles shrink back to their original positions little by little, leaving only a deformed metal shell in the end.

The twisted shell was covered with scarlet slime, and its original appearance was completely lost.

He lowered his head and glanced at the yellow hair that was **** by himself like a dead pig.

Well, at least we got the easiest one out.

Among Su Cheng, Huang Mao, and Shao Yao, only Huang Mao was identified as his teammate by the system. When he was on the second basement floor, the one that pulled him out of No. 04's spiritual world was also Huang Mao's prop. , not Su Cheng's.

In other words, his prop can only be used on Huangmao, and the other two will have to find another way.

Wen Jianyan opened the system store, scanned it quickly, and quickly located a few items that might be useful. As for whether it will work... I am afraid that the result can only be known by trying it.

He followed the same pattern, set the alarm as before, and then tapped to activate the props.

There was only a soft sound of "Zi", and the thin line threw a perfect parabola in the air, and the hook at the top caught the clothes on the back of Shao Yao's neck just right.

Wen Jianyan exerted strength on his wrist, holding the fishing rod-like prop, controlled the frequency of breathing, and quietly pulled the peony outward——

Soon, most of the opponent's body was pulled out of the danger zone little by little.

The meat membrane below wriggled like a semi-fluid, and quickly filled the remaining cavity, reflecting a moist scarlet luster under the light of the flashlight.

kind of weird...

Wen Jianyan frowned.

Because Huangmao and Shaoyao were overlapped and trapped in the fleshy membrane before, and there were not many exposed limbs, it was difficult to identify the internal structure of the fleshy membrane. Therefore, even if only the faces of Huangmao and Shaoyao were seen , Wen Jianyan didn't think too much about it, he just thought that Su Cheng was pressed at the bottom and didn't show up.

but…

Now it seems that there is no third person under Shaoyao.

Where did Su Cheng go?

In my mind, when I was at the iron gate just now, Su Cheng's voice came from inside the gate...

Wen Jianyan paused and subconsciously raised his vigilance.

Almost in the next second, the whistling wind suddenly approached from the back of his head!

Wen Jianyan didn't have time to think about it, and instinctively bent down to avoid it.

The fishing rod in the palm of his hand came out, and the straight thin arc in the air lost control and hung down softly. Shao Yao, who had just been dragged halfway, sank down again.

However, what is different from before is that maybe it is due to gravity, or maybe it is because the meat membrane is dissatisfied with the prey escaping from its own net, like a swamp, pulling the body of Shao Yao to sink, and in the blink of an eye, it has recovered just now. posture, even engulfing her at an even faster speed.

not good!

If this continues, the other party will undoubtedly die!

Wen Jianyan's pupils shrank, and without much thought, he jumped forward, grabbed the fishing rod again, and used his body to resist the force.

The wind roared again, but this time, Wen Jianyan couldn't avoid it.

"Well!"

The next second, there was a sharp pain in his shoulder, and a muffled groan escaped from Wen Jianyan's throat.

He turned his head and looked behind him.

The flashlight fell on the ground, and the pale beam of light barely dispelled the darkness, clearly reflecting the profile of the person behind him.

It's Su Cheng.

His face was pale and ferocious, he didn't say a word, he held a wooden stick in his hand, even though he was dripping with blood from the barbs on it, he didn't make a sound.

Su Cheng was expressionless, he slowly raised his arm, once again pointed the wooden stick in Wen Jianyan's head, and then slammed it down—

The young man's pupils reflected the wooden stick whizzing towards him.

Getting closer, getting closer.

Wen Jianyan maintained his current posture, holding the fishing rod tightly in his hand, and turned his head to the side suddenly!

"Boom!"

The wooden stick scratched his ears and hit the ground heavily!

The sawdust shattered by the huge force flew up and brushed the young man's white and sweaty cheeks, leaving thin streaks of blood behind.

Wen Jianyan gasped in shock.

Under the faint light of the flashlight, he saw from the corner of his eye that the tentacles in all directions were startled by the sound, and were probing in this direction.

He stared at Su Cheng's close but strange face, and seemed to suddenly realize something.

Su Cheng's face was pale and cold. He slowly threw away the wooden stick in his hand, bent down, and picked up a shard of glass from the ground. The sharp edge shone sharply under the light of the flashlight, reflecting on the ground. in the eyes.

Some questions that I didn't have time to think about before seem to have been answered at this moment.

Just ordinary talking and walking can't disturb the tentacles, and the sound of corroding the lock will not be very loud. So, what happened in front of the iron door downstairs will wake up the mouthparts sleeping on the ceiling —

Without knowing it, the "sound mechanism" in the laboratory is really hard to guard against. However, a group of five people, including three who are senior anchors, were all directly recruited, and almost no one survived.

It is understandable for a person to make mistakes.

But everyone...?

This is too disheveled.

Especially in a new map like the laboratory, each streamer must maintain the highest vigilance, and will use props immediately in case of crisis.

However, the final result was annihilated.

Then there is only one possibility...

That is, they are the black sheep among them.

Chapter end

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