Welcome to the Nightmare Live Chapter 172

Chapter 172

With the cooperation of No. 02, Wen Jianyan obtained the hidden props in the ward with little effort.

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining the hidden props in the dungeon (difficult)!"

【Collection degree 6/10】

Wen Jianyan stared at the props in his palm.

Surprisingly, it turned out to be a rag doll.

Old, yellowed fabrics, faded features, one missing button eye.

According to Wen Jianyan's experience, the props in each high-risk patient's room are either items they once owned, or items closely related to their past.

For example, 01 is a dog toy, 03 is an album, and 04 is a paintbrush.

In the same way...

He raised his eyes and looked at No. 02 who was standing beside him.

Under Wen Jianyan's order, the tall, brown-skinned and brown-eyed man obediently stood aside. When he realized that Wen Jianyan was looking at him, No. 02 raised the corners of his lips, revealing a bright and unshakable look. Smile.

Sunny and bright.

It seems that there is nothing wrong with finding a doll from his ward at all.

Wen Jianyan: "."

Forget it, anyway, he has no special interest in the perverted spiritual world.

He took a deep breath, stuffed the tattered rag doll into his backpack, and raised his chin at the other party: "Let's go."

For Wen Jianyan, the second floor was far more dangerous than the first floor.

After all, the patients at this level obviously have an extremely obvious target for him.

"you go first."

Wen Jian said.

One thing he is very clear about is that this cooperative relationship is very fragile. The thinking pattern of high-risk patients in Ping An Sanatorium is different from that of normal humans. Wen Jianyan is not so naive, thinking that the other party will obey him absolutely because of fear of death. Therefore, the threat to life is only part of the reason for agreeing to this form of cooperation, and the other reason, Wen Jianyan summed it up as the narcissism complex of psychopaths.

He challenged the opponent's authority and completed a counter-kill in the field where the opponent is best at.

This is a signal for an antisocial psychopath with powerful psychological flaws.

I am not your prey, I am stronger than you.

I can bite your neck off.

As a narcissist, reversing this victory in an unsightly way would be an insult to the logic of his own behavior and a denial of his past advantages.

These high-risk patients are more beasts than humans, and biological instincts prevail over the moral code of human society.

Therefore, Wen Jianyan is at least 70% to 80% sure that the other party will take advantage of the trend and agree to cooperate.

Every high-risk patient has his own set of internal behavioral logic, whether he chooses to obey or take advantage of it—just like what Wen Jianyan did to 01, 03, and 04...

Or destroy it—just like what he did to 02 and Dr. Reese, it was all the result of Wen Jianyan's careful consideration.

This is essentially a kind of psychological manipulation, leading things in a direction that is beneficial to you.

Therefore, Wen Jianyan will not point his gun at No. 02 all the time, because he does not think that the other party will break his own behavior pattern, and constant vigilance is an unnecessary internal friction, which will drain his energy In the unimportant part, while ignoring the external world that is more worthy of attention.

However, this does not mean that Wen Jianyan will safely expose his back to him.

This is a game of mutual understanding.

Wen Jianyan knew clearly that he was holding a fragile rope in his hand, and at the end of the rope was tied a beast that would bite back at any time. The other party was temporarily obeying the "sugar" in his hand, but once the other end of the scale was pressed down, it would be even more difficult. With more chips, resistance will bring more temptations, and it will choose to devour the Lord without hesitation.

Therefore, his other hand must always hold the whip.

When the opponent bared his sharp teeth, he gave him a slap without hesitation.

This is not taming.

Remember this is self-defense.

"good."

No. 02 was kind, he turned around obediently, and left the ward first.

Wen Jianyan immediately followed.

The corridor on the second floor is similar to that on the first floor, but the distance between wards is much farther and the number is much smaller.

The lights above the head had already been turned off, or in other words, the entire Ping An Nursing Home was plunged into the darkness of power loss, and only some of the emergency lights were still on.

There was a faint smell of blood floating in the air.

Traces of blood splatter can be vaguely seen on the walls, some are still new, some have dried up, and the whole road is dead.

Out of caution, Wen Jianyan didn't turn on the flashlight.

He has been to the second floor before, and he has a deeper impression of the road here. Coupled with the existence of 02 in the team, Wen Jianyan is not worried about finding the road or encountering monsters.

Speaking of monsters...

Looking at the back of the man who was only a few steps away from her, Wen Jianyan showed a thoughtful look as she walked.

Previously, No. 02 said that maybe there was a bit of his handwriting in it, but most of the work was not done by him.

Since the blueprint of the illusion is the real world, there is a high probability that what 02 said is not groundless.

That being the case, those "monsters" should be some alienated patients.

Whether it's the slug head in the lobby on the first floor, or the worms that swallow humans in the stomach on the second floor, or even those people who are driven by 02, there is a high probability that they were once members of the Ping An Sanatorium.

The process of the inner world invading the outer world is not only significantly accelerated, this alienation is not only in speed, but also in mode.

This is the so-called increased difficulty of the copy.

The patient's body also became deformed along with his own spiritual world, just like the "human bug" on the negative floor. Because of the fear of loneliness, he alienated into a monster eager to devour more human beings to accompany him.

The human heads in the hall should be composed of many low-risk, more docile patients. It is difficult for a single one to pose a threat, but when their numbers form a nest, the degree of danger will greatly increase.

But whether it is high risk or status, it is difficult to be regarded as a human being.

Wen Jianyan stared at No. 02's back.

The distance between them is not too far, even in such dim light, it can be seen that the man's figure is tall and straight, with a standard broad frame, and the texture of the undulating muscles can be clearly seen under the thin hospital gown .

But... No. 02 doesn't seem to have such traces on his body.

By analogy, the remaining few people have a high probability of maintaining their current human form?

Why?

Wen Jianyan was a little confused about this.

You must know that the patients on the first floor are also high-risk patients. In terms of danger and madness, they should not be inferior to those on the second floor. Then why are they all high-risk, some have changed, and some have not?

While Wen Jianyan was pondering, the figure of 02 in front of him suddenly stopped.

Wen Jianyan immediately became vigilant.

Yuris turned around, grasped Wen Jianyan's arm with his broad hands, and pulled him aside.

Wen Jianyan tensed up all over, but quickly let the other party move.

For the time being, there is no condition for the other party to abandon the cooperation, which means that his current actions are likely to be beneficial to him.

The movements of No. 02 are very agile, like a big cat, light and silent.

He dragged Wen Jianyan into the guard room beside him.

The guard room was dark and the space was very small. On the ground lay a still steaming corpse. The corpse was wearing a guard's uniform, and there was a strong smell of blood in the air.

Wen Jianyan was dragged by No. 02 and curled up in a corner of the guard room.

He frowned.

Although compared with the opponent, his figure is not very strong, but it is still the skeleton of an adult, squeezed into such a narrow space, the distance between the two is compressed to the extreme.

remember

Behind the ridge is the man's warm and firm chest, almost as if he is half-embraced in his arms, through the thin clothing, bringing him an unpleasant sense of intimacy.

"Someone is here." The man's low voice rang in his ears.

Almost as soon as his voice fell, familiar footsteps came from outside the security guard.

Da da, da da, da da.

Footsteps echoed in the darkness, approaching in this direction.

Wen Jianyan's body tensed reflexively, all his attention was withdrawn from 02 behind him, and he focused on outside the guard room.

"What are you doing all of a sudden? Don't waste our time."

Outside the guardhouse, a familiar voice sounded.

The gentle and harmless juvenile voice, with a bit of youthfulness and hoarseness in the voice-changing period, but the faint impatience in the voice is not concealed.

It's Neil.

"Shut up, if it wasn't for finding him faster, do you think I would agree to share the time with you?" Another voice with a similar tone, but with a colder and rougher voice sounded.

lol.

However, there was only one footstep.

In other words, in the surface world, they still share the same body now-at least for the time being.

"You'd better gain something." Nair left a sentence inexplicably, and fell into silence.

Footsteps continued to walk towards the guard room.

Wen Jianyan's heartbeat accelerated slightly. He remembered that Luo Er was very good at "finding"...

The weight on the shoulders sank slightly.

It seemed that No. 02's chin had hit his shoulder, and he turned his head sideways, feeling the other's soft curly hair rub against his cheek.

"Hush."

Wen Jianyan was startled, he remembered that Nair had done the same thing before.

Even the arms across his waist looked very familiar, giving him a feeling of almost dislocation.

Footsteps sounded around the guard room, but they never entered the guard room.

Wen Jianyan narrowed her eyes.

Last time, Nair should have changed Lore's visual cognition as another personality, so that he could not see them, but this time, Yuris probably used his ability again to create another guard room.

But this familiarity...

"found it?"

Neil's indifferent voice sounded outside.

Luo Er was quiet for a long while before growling in frustration: "Shut up."

The footsteps gradually faded away.

After the voice disappeared, Wen Jianyan broke free from No. 02's arm, distanced himself from him as quickly as possible, and left the guard room.

In the dim light, the other party stared at the young man with those brown eyes, but his expression was filled with unconcealable pleasure, and the ending sound with an exotic accent rose slightly, and the aggression was cleverly hidden under the harmless shell: " What's wrong, did I do something wrong?"

Wen Jianyan's eyelids twitched.

After a short silence, he suddenly smiled, and the previous vigilant look disappeared. Wen Jianyan took a step forward, bringing the distance between the two closer, and then raised his hand to carelessly rub the other's curly hair.

"of course not."

It was obviously a gesture of looking up, but the young man forcibly made it look condescending.

"Good job."

Wen Jianyan returned No. 02's previous evaluation of herself intact.

Chapter end