Welcome to the Nightmare Live Chapter 202

Chapter 202

After listening to Wen Jianyan's introduction, Su Chengcheng was dumbfounded.

He sat there blankly, blinked slowly, a little bit overwhelmed: "... huh?"

What the **** is this guy talking about?

...Darkfire's hire?

Which dark fire?

The second place in the guild standings, the dark flames that have feuded with them several times?

It's a pity that the person sitting opposite Su Cheng didn't care about his mood, but continued to say: "...In any case, you, the strongest prophet, have to play well. This is about the future of our guild. —”

He paused and changed his words:

"The smoothness of making good money."

Su Cheng: "..."

You were just going to say bluffing, right? You are definitely going to say bluffing, right?

His eyelids twitched, he took a deep breath, and finally managed to swallow the countless dirty words in his heart: "Wait a minute, I have a question... What the **** do you mean by the strongest prophet? !"

"literal meaning."

Wen Jianyan calmly picked up the teacup and took a small sip.

"But don't worry, I will help you, trust me."

He winked at Su Cheng:

"You just have to keep your mouth shut."

Su Cheng: "..."

Is this what I'm worried about? !

Looking at the calm Wen Jianyan in front of him, Su Cheng couldn't help grinding his molars, feeling the urge to hit someone again after a long absence.

However, before he could ask any more questions, he heard a series of footsteps coming from outside the box, which sounded like they were coming directly in their direction.

Su Cheng closed his voice, and turned his head towards the closed door.

There was only a "creak" sound, and the door was pushed open.

Chen Mo walked in with a stranger, the man's eyes were very quiet, with a bit of dungeon dungeon, a unique sense of indifference only when he was used to life and death, he knew at a glance that he was not a newcomer, but a veteran who had experienced at least three dungeons .

Su Cheng subconsciously tensed his back slightly.

He knew that this should be his "employer" in the next dungeon.

There is a high probability that it is a high-level person in the Dark Fire Guild.

Although he is now wearing an appearance, when faced with such a situation... he still feels a little nervous uncontrollably.

However, Wen Jianyan seemed to be used to this kind of occasion, and seemed like a fish in water.

He stood up with a smile, and greeted him: "I didn't expect to see you so soon, it's a surprise."

"no no."

With a smile on his face, Qi Qian held Wen Jianyan's hand:

"It is an honor for me to have the opportunity to cooperate."

Different from the last time, this meeting, Qi Qian's attitude has undergone some subtle changes. The previous hidden alienation and hostility disappeared, or were deeply hidden, and the rest is only a kind of harmony.

"So,"

After a simple greeting, Qi Qian's eyes finally fell on Su Cheng logically:

"This is..."

Su Cheng froze on the chair, and didn't know what to say or just sat there, so he could only follow Wen Jianyan's instructions, keeping his face stern and motionless.

"That's right."

Wen Jianyan took the words very smoothly, and he smiled slightly, "However, my friend doesn't like contacting other people very much, so if you have any questions, just ask me directly."

Qi Qian seemed to understand something:

"understand."

After listening to the conversation between the two, Su Cheng probably understood his mission...

Isn't he the kind of professional actor who pretends to be an outsider?

And Wen Jianyan was the mastermind behind the glib tongue who sold him.

Su Cheng was even more restless now, he sat stiffly on the spot, as if the bottom of his **** was not a soft high-end leather sofa, but a nail.

Fortunately, Wen Jianyan knew that he couldn't act, so he gave him a rough and ordinary appearance. Even if there was something strange about his expression, with this stiff face, he couldn't show his flaws.

Su Cheng lowered his eyes, absently listening to Wen Jianyan's eloquent tongue, flirting with each other.

It seems that most of the employment procedures have been completed—thanks to Chen Mo, who has experience in guild management, there are only some key details that need to be negotiated and finalized.

Soon, Qi Qian got straight to the point and got down to business.

"The next copy will enter in about four days, it's a team copy."

"I'll go too."

He lowered his hostile eyes, tapped the table with his knuckles, and added coldly.

In Nightmare, the team book is a very special existence. It is assigned to different guilds in the form of bounty tasks. The guild can choose to accept it or not. The difficulty and mortality of the team book are very high. , all losses are lost, but the benefits are also considerable, even ten times that of ordinary dungeons.

Most low-level guilds would wisely choose to give up, but for such a high-ranking guild like Darkfire, they would naturally not let this opportunity slip away from their hands—it was not just about earning The opportunity to score points, sometimes, also becomes an opportunity to eliminate redundant members in the guild.

And the purpose of the Darkfire internal guild last time was to determine the participants of the team book.

When receiving the order from the team book, Qi Qian immediately understood why he was the only one who was not invited—it seemed that the quota had been decided internally before the meeting.

As a member who has made many mistakes and is still inexperienced, Qi Qian became the unlucky one appointed.

In Nightmare, though, all crises are opportunities.

This team mission is no exception.

If Qi Qian failed in this dungeon, it would prove his lack of ability. The death of him and his subordinates would create several vacant places for Dark Fire, so that other people with more ability or connections could take the place.

And if he is capable enough, the benefits brought by the team will be extremely considerable, which can almost make him and his team's status in the entire dark fire a big step.

Qi Qian realized this.

Therefore, he was not going to let this opportunity be taken away in vain.

It was the combination of various reasons that finally prompted Qi Qian to make up his mind, agreed to Wen Jianyan's proposal, and became their first user.

Su Cheng, who was always silent at the side, was startled.

Team book?

Since entering the Nightmare live broadcast room, among the dungeons they have experienced so far, although they have briefly split camps, or there have been temporary teams, but the real team has never experienced it.

He subconsciously glanced at Wen Jianyan.

On the side, Wen Jianyan's expression remained unchanged, as if he was not surprised by the appearance of the team book and Qi Qian's joining, as if...had already predicted the direction of the matter.

No, this guy definitely already knew that.

Su Cheng quickly came to a conclusion in his mind.

After all, what better way to earn points than with a team?

no more!

Thinking of the "small goals" mentioned by the other party in the guild meeting, Su Cheng ground his molars again.

Their current team has not yet fully formed, and the level difference between the members is also very large, so now is not the best time to take the team book, and want to earn points and avoid member sacrifice rate, what is the best way? …

Of course, it's the team books of other guilds.

This is Wen Jianyan's style of acting.

He always has the ability to make things develop in the direction he wants, people are manipulated by him unconsciously, and he even feels that every decision is made without external interference, but he has already become this cunning guy of marionettes.

"About the commission," Qi Qian said, "I have already talked with your vice president, and the percentage of points will be increased according to the degree of completion."

"no problem."

Wen Jianyan narrowed her eyes and answered with a smile.

"When does the dungeon start?" he asked.

Qi Qian: "Three days later."

"Three days..."

Wen Jianyan blinked, "Then I might not be able to follow."

Su Cheng was surprised.

Wait, what?

"I've played several dungeons in a row, so I have to take a good rest."

The young man changed the subject: "However, I will send my trustworthy team members to follow."

Wen Jianyan was wearing the appearance of a rich kid this time. While talking, he looked at Su Cheng with a smile, his peach blossom eyes were full of smiles, inexplicably giving people an illusion of warmth:

"After all, our prophets can't have accidents."

Su Cheng: "..."

It's over, why is the ominous premonition heavier?

After finalizing some cooperation details, the talks came to an end.

After Qi Qian left, Chen Mo also stood up and left to deal with some follow-up procedures.

Soon, only Wen Jianyan and Su Cheng were left in the box.

"Aren't you planning to go this time?" Su Cheng looked at Wen Jianyan and asked uneasily.

It's not that he's afraid of playing the dungeon alone, it's just... this time it's a team dungeon that he has never experienced before, and Wen Jianyan named him the strongest prophet, which really made Su Cheng feel uneasy.

"Of course I can't."

Wen Jianyan raised his eyes and smiled, and said without changing his face, "If I go, the oracle will probably be vigilant, and the next dungeon may not attack you."

If it is said that the title of the strongest newcomer in the past could not be valued by the oracle, and he did not even consider the possible interference Wen Jianyan would cause in the whole plan, then...

Now they may have to think about it.

After all, he snatched a person back from the God of Death abruptly, and even after the dungeon ended, he directly jumped into the top 50 in the standings, becoming the fastest newcomer anchor in the history of Nightmare.

According to the oracle's prudence, if Wen Jianyan and Su Cheng were to download the dungeon together this time, they might hibernate and restrain themselves, at least for the time being, waiting for the next opportunity.

Su Cheng: "?"

...Why do I feel that you are expecting the oracle to attack me?

However, he suddenly realized something was wrong:

"You mean, the oracle knows that we will cooperate with Dark Fire in the next dungeon?" Su Cheng's expression became slightly serious, "Did it leak from Dark Fire?"

"No, no, you misunderstood them."

Unexpectedly, Wen Jianyan shook his head and said, "Qi Qian is sincerely cooperating, and their team this time can only succeed but not fail, so he may not want the oracle to know the news than you .”

"Ah?" Su Cheng was stunned for two seconds, "That's again..."

Wen Jianyan took a sip of tea calmly: "I leaked it."

Su Cheng: "..."

After a long silence, he took a deep breath and hit the back of his head on the back of the sofa with a bang.

Cooperating with Wen Jianyan, his life will be reduced by at least ten years!

All angry at this guy!

Whether the three days are long or not, is not short.

Soon, it will be time to enter the copy again.

Su Cheng bit the bullet and entered the anchor hall.

[The next live broadcast will open in five minutes]

In the huge pale live broadcast hall, small transparent rooms float in the air on all sides, and there are cameras of all sizes in all directions, like eyes without emotion.

Su Cheng stared at the blood-red countdown floating in front of his eyes, and a thin layer of sweat oozed from his palm.

Saying it's not nervous... would be a lie.

He checked his system backpack over and over again, which contained his previous mobile phone, as well as various props that Wen Jianyan had picked up during this period...

Most of the props look very weird, their uses are very narrow, and the limit is very high, and there is not much connection with each other. Su Cheng doesn't know why Wen Jianyan spends points to buy these things. , and even suspected that Wen Jianyan might simply have money and nowhere to spend it, so he simply found an excuse to live his consumption addiction.

Su Cheng took a deep breath, closed the backpack, and looked at the countdown in front of him.

Less than ten seconds left.

Su Cheng knew what Wen Jianyan was planning, but he didn't know the specific content... Anyway, all he can do now is to trust the other party and himself.

5, 4, 3, 2, 1...

Countdown to zero.

[Welcome to the Nightmare live broadcast room, the next live broadcast will start soon! 】

[Our aim is - entertainment to death! 】

[Changsheng Building] The dungeon lobby is open.

Hall Difficulty Rating:

Viewing Value:

"Oh, the quality of this round of live broadcast is good, there is actually a team book!"

"Team book, then this difficulty level is normal, but isn't the viewing level a bit too high?"

Generally speaking, the difficulty level of the hall will not change. Unless certain extreme conditions are met, basically what is at the beginning will be what is at the end.

But viewing level is always floating.

After it starts broadcasting, the system makes a comprehensive evaluation of the watchability of the dungeon based on the performance of the anchor in the dungeon, as well as the audience growth curve, reward probability, activity level, etc., and based on these data, the home page is recommended and reviewed. publicity.

Generally speaking, the evaluation of most dungeons at the beginning is very basic, because the anchors have not had time to do anything, often after the dungeon starts, the viewing value will fluctuate accordingly.

But this time, the viewing level of this dungeon has reached !

It's amazing.

"God, why did you give it such a high rating? I'm so curious! Is it because of this dungeon or because of the host?"

"Let's go and have a look."

The live broadcast is still in preparation, and most of the live broadcast rooms have not yet opened. As a team-based [Changsheng Building], it has attracted the highest traffic without any suspense.

The audience poured into the live broadcast room, and soon saw some familiar names.

"Good guy, the guilds participating in the team book this time are all famous. I saw several anchors I like!"

"Happy, happy! I announce that I live in this instance for this live broadcast!"

Soon, someone sees an unexpected name on the list.

"Eh? Why is he here too?"

"Ah? Who is this guy? Newcomer, I haven't seen him before."

"Have you not been here for a long time? This anchor has been so windy recently, you haven't heard of it? It's just finished... Let me think about it, five live broadcasts? Just jump straight to the scoreboard, appearance list, and It's at the top of the popularity list, very strong."

"Look at the most crowded place over there, that's his live broadcast room."

"I don't know how this anchor does it. Basically, as long as he starts broadcasting, the number of viewers online will definitely be the highest in the entire live broadcast square. Fans will reward them as if they are desperate. This ability to attract fans is really awesome."

"That's right, and he has completed several platinum achievements, right? The last dungeon happened to encounter an unprecedented live broadcast disconnection. I was in his live broadcast room at the time, so it was an eye-opener."

"Really, I'm interested when you say that, let's go and have a look."

The curiosity-seeking psychology is always the common denominator of the groupers.

Among the large number of viewers who poured into [Changsheng Building], quite a few of them entered the "Integrity First" live broadcast room.

Some are viewers who have watched the live broadcast several times, some are very curious because the live broadcast was disconnected last time, and want to see the follow-up viewers, and more are new viewers who have been attracted.

Soon, after the countdown ended, the "Integrity First" live broadcast room started the live broadcast, and the huge screen flickered twice, and the picture appeared soon.

"I'll go, this anchor looks really good... This face is really amazing, I probably understand why you like this new anchor..."

However, the strange thing is that, except for these few new viewers who were full of praise for the anchor's appearance, the other old viewers all fell into a mysterious silence.

"? Why don't you talk anymore?"

"What's wrong?"

Su Cheng opened his eyes.

He found that he was standing in an open space, and there were many people of all kinds gathered in the open space, as if they were waiting for something.

He raised his eyes, choking slightly for breath.

Standing in front of you is a gray-black building. It is very tall, and its top is submerged in the dark clouds. It is difficult to see how many floors it has from below. The cold walls are dark and dark, and there are narrow squares. The windows are neatly arranged on the wall, and the glass is dusty, giving people a particularly depressing feeling.

On the wall, there is a rusty metal plaque with four large characters written on it:

【Changsheng Building】

It seems that this should be the copy of this time.

Su Cheng felt a little uneasy, subconsciously turned his head and looked around.

As a team book, there are quite a few participants in this dungeon. Obviously, most of them have found their teammates and gathered into groups, whispering something to each other.

He took a deep breath and reached into his pocket.

The fingertips felt the familiar touch of the mobile phone.

Su Cheng's heart settled down.

[Ping An Nursing Home] The dungeon will bring them such a strong sense of powerlessness at the beginning of the game. The main reason is that the identity cards are not issued by mobile phones, but in the form of wristbands, which greatly limits the communication between the hosts. , and information transfer.

He took a deep breath, took out his phone, and turned on the screen.

【Identify card】

Name: Su Cheng

Age: twenty-five

Occupation: not yet unlocked

Related plot: not yet unlocked

[The initial survival time is being allocated...]

In addition, there is an extra line of words below.

[This dungeon is team-based, please reunite with your teammates as soon as possible according to your identity]

Su Cheng put away his mobile phone, looked down at the small badge on his chest.

The thin metal edge, like a dark spark burning.

This is a team-only mechanism, which allows the host to reunite as soon as possible before the dungeon starts, and will disappear after the dungeon starts.

Soon, a hand patted his shoulder.

"Hello."

Su Cheng was taken aback and turned his head to look suddenly.

A man stood behind him, with familiar calm eyes, with a bit of ferocity, wearing the same badge as him on his chest—obviously, he didn't use appearance in the anchor hall, so, even if he didn't need to Su Cheng recognized him immediately.

It was Qi Qian, the vice president of Dark Fire who hired them.

That is to say...

These people behind Qi Qian should be his teammates in the team book this time.

Su Cheng scanned it without any trace, and his heart sank slightly.

…with no familiar faces in it.

"So, you are the prophet?" Qi Qian's eyes fell on Su Cheng's face, his sharp gaze brushed against the other's handsome, bookish facial features, and he raised his eyebrows and asked.

Due to Wen Jianyan's absence, Su Cheng didn't know how to open his mouth to answer the other party's question, so he had no choice but to maintain his persona as an extraterrestrial expert, with a blank face, nodded silently, and recognized Wen Jianyan Hard to give their own title.

I don't know why, although that guy's naming skills are extremely unreliable, but he is surprisingly good at giving nicknames.

Prophet.

It sounds like a cow.

Just as Su Cheng was dazed, a tall and thin figure came out of the dusty building not far away.

Slow, slightly staggering, inexplicably giving people a weird feeling.

Da da da.

The sound of footsteps was steady and regular, echoing in the huge space, approaching the direction of the anchor step by step.

The muffled conversations in the square gradually died down, everyone's eyes were drawn to it, and the venue was shrouded in a strange dead silence.

Soon, the man crossed the gray fog, came in front of everyone, and stopped slowly.

is a male.

Wearing a crumpled, gray-blue security uniform with curly hair on the edges, he looked a little scruffy, his hands and feet were as thin and dry as a tree trunk, and there was an equally thin face on his thin neck.

What's even weirder is his complexion.

It was dull and lacklustre, showing a stiff bluish-white color under the gloomy light, like a person who had been dead for a long time, the cheeks that had lost their elasticity were sunken, and some black spots could be faintly seen on the cheekbones.

Like corpse spots.

The atmosphere in the air was particularly dignified.

The eyes of all the anchors fell on the thin man, and their vigilance was raised to the highest level—they knew that this was a signal that the dungeon was about to start.

The man opened his mouth and made a rough and stiff voice:

"Come on, come in."

The voice was not loud, but it was inexplicably clear, as if it sounded close to everyone's ears, making one's back shiver involuntarily.

After finishing speaking, the tall and thin man turned around and walked back towards the gray building with staggering steps.

There was a dead silence.

Everyone looked at each other and followed in silence.

Qi Qian stared fixedly at the back of the tall and thin man not far away, and then said in a low voice, "Let's go, let's go in."

The rest of the people nodded and followed him.

Only Su Cheng was taken aback.

Eh? Are you still here? His teammates haven't arrived yet!

He opened his mouth and was about to say something: "Wait—"

However, before Su Cheng finished speaking, he felt a hand gently grabbing his sleeve.

He subconsciously turned his head to look, and the rest of his voice was stuck in his throat.

Wenwen, a girl in a white dress, stood quietly behind him, pinching his sleeves with soft white fingers, with a small dimple on her left cheek, and a pair of amber eyes, looking pure and innocent , I feel pity.

She said softly:

"let's go?"

Su Cheng was expressionless.

Wen Jianyan, are you sick?

Chapter end