Welcome to the Nightmare Live Chapter 278

Chapter 278

No one has ever seen that the grayed out name can be lit up again.

This kind of thing has never appeared in Nightmare.

there has never been.

As soon as the incident happened, an anchor noticed it immediately. Someone took a screenshot of Wen Jianyan's avatar on the ring leaderboard that lit up without warning, and posted it in the forum in disbelief, which almost immediately aroused ridicule.

"I'm laughing myself to death, just tell a little bit of common sense for grandstanding"

"I'm really speechless, can't you newcomers brag about the reality? In order to deceive yourself and others, you have started to deceive people with P pictures"

But soon similar screenshots of Xueshang Zili began to fly on the homepage, and the number of coupons increased more and more. Confirmed... and immediately shocked by the icon that suddenly lit up.

They could hardly believe their eyes.

"I'm going, what's going on, it really lights up"

"Can a dead person be resurrected? There is something wrong with Nightmare's system!"

After realizing that this was not a prank, but real, the discussions on the forum soared again.

Some anchors thought that the ignorant rookie had died long ago, and the current online status was just a system failure, while some anchors held the opposite attitude, thinking that the gray screen before was the fault, while No. 034 was alive and well. Some of the anchors who are relatively experienced at first glance spoke, thinking that the system has never failed from the beginning to the end, but the mysterious No. 034 has a strange talent that is unknown, so that he can pull his life back from the hands of the **** of death .

—At that time, the entire forum was full of quarrels.

The chaos at this moment did not last long.

After just over a minute, all the anchors guarding the forum interface felt their mobile phones vibrate.

In the next second, at the top of the screen, a message with a golden-red light effect suddenly appeared, scrolling continuously in front of everyone's eyes—this light effect is very familiar, only [Congratulations to the anchor Pinocchio for entering the top ten in the score list]

And Pinocchio is the strongest rookie at the center of the topic vortex in the entire forum, number 034 who came back from the dead.

No, you can't call him 034 now.

He has now officially ranked among the top ten in the Nightmare points ranking, becoming the new No. 008.

The homepage of the forum, which was still frantically refreshing just now, fell into a rare silence, and the posts on the homepage remained unchanged for more than ten seconds.

Immediately afterwards, after a brief silence, new riots broke out.

"Ah wait, what did I see"

"0808"

"I'm going, I'm going, I'm going!!! It's not that I'm dazzled! Fuck! Fell directly into the top ten!!!!!"

"I can't believe it, this is too scary..."

"Wait, I'll take a look, so the amount of points he gained in one copy directly promoted him from No. 034 to the top ten in the overall list, right?"

"... How much does this cost, can someone count it?"

"It takes a lot of performance to get this number of points!! According to this progress, I feel that he will be able to redeem the contract cancellation ticket soon. I am numb."

As the highest ranking guild in Nightmare, Oracle's guild center is located in the center of the guild area of ​​the entire host hall.

Unlike Wen Jianyan, who is located on the edge of the city and hidden in a small single-story guild in an inconspicuous building, Oracle's guild headquarters is not only huge in size, but also has a very unique shape.

From the outside, the oracle's trade union center is a whole luxurious and tall Gothic building, with a pointed roof pointing straight to the sky, stretching for several blocks, solemn and luxurious, with exquisite details, full of strong religious Breath, which fits very well with the guild name "Oracle", is the most conspicuous building in the huge guild area.

Except for the members of this association, few people can really set foot here.

Under the high dome, there is a long black wooden table full of the atmosphere of the times. On the edge of the long table, three anchors with ugly faces are sitting, and their eyes are focused on the big screen that appears in the air.

This is the permanent chamber inside the oracle.

In such a large-scale guild, the high-level senior anchors are scattered most of the time, and only a small number of middle-level members who do not frequently download dungeons will stay in the guild as permanent members to deal with some miscellaneous things.

And these three anchors are the permanent members of the oracle.

Each of them had a gloomy face, staring at the huge screen in front of them, the air fell into a deathly silence, and they were almost out of breath.

On the table in front of them, there was a small tablet showing the recently lost anchors, and Mu Sen was on the list.

"So, that's why Musen missed"

One of the figures who seemed to be the leader slowly opened his mouth and asked coldly.

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid it is..."

The person next to him lowered his head, with a particularly ashamed expression on his face, "Hug, sorry, we didn't expect that this guy would follow into the last team book."

Whether it's the rumors and intelligence they received, or their monitoring eyes and ears, it is said that this No. 034 will not enter the next instance, and even made an ostentatious appearance at a luxurious reception a few minutes before the live broadcast, Lost a large amount of points, completely without any conditions to enter the instance...

In the end, I didn't expect that all of this was a game set up by the other party for this purpose.

Whether it's the news released or the "chairman" who appeared in public, they are all to make them relax their vigilance, thinking that only the prophet has entered the copy, and hastily dispatched the same person as last time.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help lowering his head even more, gritted his teeth and said, "In the end, it's Mu Sen. I was planning to change, but he just couldn't swallow his breath and insisted on following up..."

In fact, Mu Sen's level in the guild is not considered high, but due to his special talent and vicious hands, he has a very high success rate in assassinations, so he has also gained a certain status and status in the oracle. The right to speak, so since he couldn't swallow the anger of the failed assassination last time, they let him go.

The result was unexpected...

This time they were slammed together!

Now, not only did Mu Sen lose contact in the dungeon, but even the most critical pair of wooden cards were lost because of this, completely missing.

In the oracle, only streamers who have gained the trust of the upper echelons and have been screened, approved and checked are eligible to obtain this extremely precious and strictly controlled "props".

It's not so much a "get" as a lease.

For every dungeon played by the host who got this item, the oracle headquarters will get 25 points as a share. Once it is lost or expired due to overuse, the holder will be punished extremely severely... the specific content of the punishment There are very few insiders, because almost no one survives it.

"In short, in short, we have learned our lesson this time," the man who spoke raised his hand, pointed to his forehead dripping with cold sweat, and stammered, "Leave it to me, and I will definitely deal with it—he Before he could finish his sentence, he was coldly interrupted by his superior:

"Okay, shut up."

The superior raised his eyes, and his gloomy gaze fell on the screen.

"Do you think this matter is still within our scope?"

On the screen, the updated leaderboard is displayed.

The three words "Pinocchio" are impressively listed in it, the number 008 in front is particularly eye-catching, and the gold-red full server notice above is even more ironic, it is like a slap in the face of them .

"He is the latest top ten, and he should be included in the secret council soon.""…"

The face of the other party turned pale, and all the voices were choked in his throat.

…the Secret Council.

Same as its name, the existence of this organization is a secret. Even in the entire succubus, few people know of the existence of this organization. Only a few high-level guild executives know of its existence.

Only the top ten in the overall points list are eligible to enter it and become a member of it. Its internal structure and organizational method are completely opaque in the eyes of outsiders.

Even within the oracle, only two people are qualified to be among them.

That is, their president and a vice president.

In other words, this matter has gone far beyond their capabilities, and the anchor's threat has reached the highest level.

The superior took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and seemed to have finally made up his mind:

"...Don't say too much, just contact the above."

Now that things have come to this point, they have no other choice.

At the same time, the discussion on the forum is still in full swing, and the heat has not decreased at all.

The anchors who taunted Wen Jianyan just now when his name turned gray knew that they were wrong, and almost all of them have deleted their posts and fled. Only a small number of them are still active, stubbornly insisting on spreading rumors, but the general situation is gone, and they can hardly be brought up at all. The rhythm is coming.

The environment of the Nightmare live broadcast room is full of blood, violence, and death. Here, the darkest side of a person can be stimulated to the greatest extent. The anchors who can survive in this environment have very distinctive characteristics:

Strong desire to survive, low bottom line, especially strong.

Contrary to the malice that filled the homepage just now, the current forum has changed its direction.

Most of the remaining posts were full of one-sided praise, full of admiration and respect for this new god, the top ten on the list, and some people even began to dig into his too wonderful resume.

Although in the Nightmare live broadcast room, the anchors are not allowed to exchange the specific content of the dungeon with each other, but the dungeon that has already achieved the platinum achievement will be lifted. After all, the dungeon that has achieved the platinum achievement will not be open again in the future Possibility, the anti-spoiler mechanism does not exist.

"I just looked through his customs clearance record. Although there are few copies of customs clearance, every game is platinum! Even the team book he just came out, the Changsheng Building, is platinum!"

"Ah [Changsheng Building] No, it's that weird team whose unlocking rate can't be displayed. My former president went in, and seven of them didn't come back... The death rate is really terrifying, and they can all play platinum"

"And don't forget, after the Platinum achievement is achieved, the difficulty of the next dungeon will generally be doubled, and the anchor has not broken the Platinum until now, that is to say, his difficulty factor has been doubled by the system at least six times!! !Maybe even exponential growth…

"...I'm numb."

"...I'm numb too."

"No, is this really a result that humans can achieve?"

"No offense meant, but...there is no reason for this to die"

"You guys continue to discuss, anyway, I have already submitted an application to his guild.

"Isn't it a bit too fast, my friend?"

"I'm not fast anymore. To tell you the truth, the applications ahead of me have already shown more than three digits, and they are still going up."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"…"

"Yu buzz buzz buzz—"

Countless applications to transfer to the guild and employment invitations flew into Chen Mo's mailbox like a snowflake.

Ever since Wen Jianyan became the new top ten, Chen Mo, who is the actual manager of the guild's affairs, has never stopped vibrating his phone.

Chen Mo was so disturbed that he had no choice but to turn off the sound notification, so as to avoid being overwhelmed by countless messages.

He stuffed the mobile phone with all reminders turned off into his pocket, turned his head and looked at Su Cheng who was beside him: "What's the matter, did he answer your call?"

Su Cheng shook his head and turned off the phone: "No."

Since Wen Jianyan's name changed from gray to normal, he has been trying to contact Wen Jianyan, but the other party seems to have turned off the notification sound manually, and they haven't gotten through even once for such a long time. The four of them had to leave the guild and go to Wen Jianyan's residence to check the situation.

"Never mind, we'll be there soon anyway,"

Su Cheng raised his eyes and looked forward. Although there was no emotion on his face, there was a deep worry hidden in his eyes.

Although it now shows that Wen Jianyan is already online, the 20-plus minutes of the other party's avatar that has just been grayed out is still real and cannot be erased. It is too abnormal to be with Wen Jianyan before the end of the last dungeon performance linked to...

Su Cheng took a deep breath, slowly tightened his grip on the phone, and the worry in his eyes deepened.

You must know that in the copy of Nightmare, not only the body of the host will be harmed, nor can all injuries be healed by the system indiscriminately. In addition, Wen Jianyan has such a habit of taking risks alone, always in the process of life and death. The person jumping left and right on the line, the other party's phone has not been answered for such a long time, Su Cheng has to feel extremely nervous, countless imaginations of danger flashed through his mind, making him tense up.

—Hope nothing went wrong.

In a dark room.

Wen Jianyan lowered her head and looked at the Ouroboros ring on her finger.

The pitch-black metal rings are firmly wrapped around the base of the white fingers, the slender snake body is slightly curved, the snake's kiss is biting the tip of the tail tightly, and the delicately carved eyeballs are shining with a strange and cold luster.

A piece of Ability God's soul is being imprisoned in it at the moment, dormant quietly, waiting for the moment of awakening again.

He took a deep breath and looked away.

No matter how much Wu Zhu's reaction exceeds expectations, for the successful implementation of his plan...the next contact will happen sooner or later, how to deal with it after the event, and what changes may occur after the deal, you can only take one step at a time up.

"Boom boom boom!"

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door of Wen Jianyan's room.

"" Wen Jianyan was taken aback.

who will be

Logically speaking, Su Cheng should have rested after leaving the dungeon, could it be Ji Guan?

Thinking of the little cake that might be eaten next, Wen Jianyan cheered up, straightened up from the bed, B pulled on the slippers and walked to the door, stretched out his hand and opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, he was taken aback.

...A lot of people.

Su Cheng, Chen Mo, Ji Guan, Yun Bilan...almost half of the trade union members appeared at the door of his room. For a moment, the originally spacious corridor was crowded and cramped. The other side also seems to have settled down.

The door in front of them was opened with a small gap, and the figure they had worried about for a long time appeared behind the door belatedly.

The young man was stepping on a pair of fluffy huge green frog slippers, and his hair was wet and messy. He had obviously just come out of the bathroom not long ago. He was wearing a big T-shirt loosely, and there were still bruises dripping from his hair on his shoulders. Dark water marks, with a line of rude English printed on it in a large size:

"fuck off".

Both sides stared wide-eyed, and the air fell into dead silence for a while.

"Ah, what are you doing here?" Wen Jianyan scratched his hair, with a dazed expression: "Is there a new cake?"

Tian Guang: "..."

I was so anxious and worried just now, now everything is blocked in my throat, I can't go up, I can't go down, it's like a stick in my throat, it's uncomfortable and tight. They stared at Wen Jianyan expressionlessly,

Zhang Jun, who was speaking to the other party, had an out-of-the-ordinary look on his face. As the chief culprit, he had no idea of ​​the uproar he caused outside, and he looked inexplicably unbearable.

It's hard, the fist is hard.

Five minutes later.

After being scolded, Wen Jianyan sat listlessly on the sofa with her back straight and her hands straight on her knees.

The main reason is that he did not expect that during the time when he was alone with Wu Zhu, his anchor name in Nightmare would turn gray, and he had too many things to think about recently... Nightmare, Wu Zhu, one layer after another The use and calculation of the first layer has almost occupied most of the memory in his brain.

Therefore, as soon as he returned to the nightmare, Wen Jianyan habitually muted the sound of the system's settlement broadcast. As for his mobile phone... it has always been habitually muted, so Wen Jianyan really doesn't know , I actually "died" in the nightmare for half an hour.

He lowered his head pitifully, as if he had learned his lesson thoroughly, and was deeply reflecting on his irresponsible behavior.

"Okay, okay, let's talk about business."

As the most rational of all, Chen Mo cleared his throat and brought the topic back.

He looked at Wen Jianyan: "So, what happened at the end of the last dungeon, and why your name is suddenly grayed out?"

"Um"

Wen Jianyan thought for a while, looked up at everyone, and said, "I guess, it might have something to do with killing a special bo in the dungeon."

"ha??"

The four people in front of them were all stunned.

"Wait," Su Cheng seemed to realize something, "could it be that..."

Wen Jianyan turned to look at Su Cheng, nodded, and confirmed the other party's thoughts: "Yes, it is him."

Yun Bilan was taken aback: "What are you talking about?"

"One can have confrontation in different dungeons." Noticing that the eyes of the other unsuspecting people were wide-eyed and showing expressions of astonishment, Su Cheng hurriedly raised his hand: "I don't know the specific situation, you have to ask him.

Now, all eyes were on Wen Jianyan once again.

Wen Jianyan briefly summarized the relationship between himself and Wu Zhu—of course, in the process, he omitted many... er, unnecessary details.

"...In short, that's it. I found a weapon that can kill the robe in the last dungeon, and completely settled this grievance."

Wen Jianyan concluded without changing his face.

While he was speaking, on the **** of his left hand beside him, the black Ouroboros ring shimmered with a metallic shimmer.

His teammates just need to know that.

As for the fact that he secretly kept Wu Zhu's soul fragments, as well as more and deeper plans, he was not going to tell anyone.

You know, no matter in the dungeon or in the anchor hall, Nightmare's control and surveillance of them is everywhere, unless a certain mechanism is violated, such as the prohibition of private fighting, anti-drama temptation mechanism, etc., they are in In most cases, they are very quiet, as if they do not exist, almost no one is aware of their existence, and they will not control the words and deeds of the anchors.

However, for Nightmare, it can be said that it is easy to monitor the words and deeds of an anchor at all times. Especially after Wen Jianyan proposed to replace the oracle and get in touch with the core of the nightmare.

Obviously, even though he proved with his actions that he and Wu Zhu were not on the same side, Nightmare obviously did not fully trust him. Under such a critical juncture, Wen Jianyan will naturally be more cautious, and will never show any flaws.

As for the Ouroboros ring on his hand, as long as he doesn't take the initiative to reveal it, there is a high probability that Nightmare will not take the initiative to discover it.

After all, the existence of the witch candle itself can invalidate part of the Nightmare's control. In addition, Wen Jianyan had already tried it once before in the fantasy amusement park after the dungeon ended. Ouroboros, who has not been fully discovered how to use it, accidentally snatched a small piece of witch candle fragments into the anchor space, and accidentally included it in [Mr. Mirror], and finally caused the copy of [Ping An Sanatorium] to be alienated and invaded. It caused him a series of troubles - if Nightmare could detect the presence of the witch candle fragment in Ouroboros, it could not have done nothing at that time and let everything happen.

Therefore, Wen Jianyan was not worried about this point.

"Then... what are your next plans?" Chen Mo broke the silence and asked.

"Intend"

Wen Jianyan narrowed his eyes casually and looked over.

He suddenly smiled, "Didn't I say that before?"

His pupils were already light in color, and under the overly bright lighting in the living room, they showed a translucent champagne color, which looked luxurious and sweet.

A little bit of ambition shone in his eyes, with a scorching heat, like a raging fire.

"Of course it is the number one position in the Nightmare Guild.""..."

Chen Mo was involuntarily stunned for a second.

He had already heard about the other party's "big ambition" before the end of the last dungeon, but, to be honest, at that time, Chen Mo didn't take it seriously in his heart.

After all, although Wen Jianyan has achieved outstanding results so far, he has not been in the Dream Demon live broadcast room for a long time, and he does not fully know what kind of existence the [Oracle] guild is in the Dream Demon. How unshakable the status is, it is justifiable to make such wild words under such circumstances.

But now...

Chen Mo stared at the young man in front of him.

The other party was lazily sitting on the sofa, wearing a funny t-shirt that was too loose, his slender legs were crossed, and the green frog slippers on his feet flickered, giving him a disgustingly cute feeling.

But no one can compare this young man who seems to be extraordinarily carefree with the strongest rookie anchor who made terrible waves in the nightmare, the veteran anchor who entered the top ten fastest in the nightmare... and so on associated with horror titles.

Chen Mo took a deep breath and nodded solemnly:

"Ok, I see."

This is the first time he believes from the bottom of his heart... the vision that the other party just mentioned may really be realized one day.

"Speaking of which, you should have received a lot of news by now."

Wen Jianyan tilted her head to look at Chen Mo, and suddenly asked.

"Ah, yes." Chen Mo was stunned, and replied, "Could it be that they also..."

"That's not true," Wen Jian said without changing his face, "I only put yours on the official contact information of the guild, I just guessed like this." Regarding the pure white whoring behavior of being a shopkeeper, he doesn't seem to have any No sense of guilt. "After all, I am now the eighth in the new leaderboard, your phone should have been blown up"

Chen Mo: "..."

It has to be said that it is still very difficult for people to be shameless to this extent.

Wen Jianyan cleared his throat, naturally avoided the other party's indifferent gaze, and continued:

"In short, don't deal with all this information."

Chen Mo frowned: "If you don't deal with it, let them lie there?"

As a very responsible person in charge of guild affairs, Chen Mo just chose to ignore the existence of those news, mainly because there were more important things at that time - that is to confirm the status of their guild leader.

After confirming that Wen Jianyan is not a serious problem, Chen Mo is ready to return to the guild headquarters immediately to deal with the incoming information and invitations, but unexpectedly, Wen Jianyan gave him an unexpected surprise at this moment order:

Don't deal with it yet.

"Yes."

Wen Jianyan casually fiddled with her mobile phone with one hand, while nodding, affirming the other party's guess.

"Wait for me to join...what's this called," he lowered his head and quickly scanned the only system message on it.

Wen Jianyan narrowed his eyes, a smile flitted across his lips, rippled like a breeze blowing across a lake, and it was fleeting. The expression on his face was extremely harmless, as if he had no bad intentions.

He added, "...after the secret council.

Su Cheng "..."

A familiar chill ran down his spine.

The last time I felt this way was when the other party entered the dungeon wearing a "Wen Wen" shell.

—Brother, what do you want to do this time!

Chapter end