Welcome to the Nightmare Live Chapter 311

Chapter 312

[Above Integrity] In the live broadcast room:

"I'll go, I'll go, right? This can happen on a narrow road!"

"How many fire escapes are there in Xingwang Hotel? Not three or four, but maybe five or six?"

"Hahahahahahaha what probability is this! I am really convinced by this luck!"

The sound of footsteps gradually approaching from the top of their heads, everyone's hearts were in their throats, they subconsciously held their breath, turned their heads to look at Wen Jianyan, and waited for his decision.

Wen Jianyan raised her eyes soundlessly, her pale lips were pursed into a straight and tight line, she stared fixedly at the darkness in the distance, her pair of light-colored eyes fell deep into the shadows.

The silence lasted only a second.

In almost a moment, he had already decided on the next policy.

Wen Jianyan raised his hand and made a gesture, his lips opened and closed silently, and made a mouth shape: "Go."

In any case, now is not the time to have a conflict with the opponent.

Not only have they not yet returned to the Red Square territory, but more importantly, they have just escaped from the "residents" in the rainy town, and they have not returned to normal levels, whether it is state or anything else.

They still knew too little about the enemy team, and Wen Jianyan was not a team leader who was good at organizing frontal battles. Rushing up in this situation would only have disadvantages and no benefits for them.

— best avoided.

A group of people retreated silently and disappeared at the top of the stairs on the second floor as quickly as possible.

The sound of footsteps from upstairs gradually amplified.

Soon, a small team appeared at the stairs.

This team is very different from other teams in the dungeon in terms of eyesight and posture. Their actions are silent and orderly, their eyes are treacherous, with obvious alienation traits, giving people an indescribable sense of oppression , is a very experienced anchor team.

Among them, there are two people who stand out the most.

One is a gentle man.

He has a handsome and upright face, with a polite smile all the time, but it somehow gives people a sense of incongruity, as if there is some unknown and strange danger, which is deliberately hidden in the seemingly below the normal surface.

It is a "gentleman".

Although he didn't wear the tuxedo in the [Secret Council] this time, but changed into more convenient clothes because he entered the instance, but this did not prevent him from becoming the most well-dressed person in the entire team.

Beside him, walked another male anchor.

Anis.

The predecessor was eighth.

He is not tall, but extremely thin. His shoulders and arms are slender and thin, making him walk like a giant praying mantis. He has a pair of large, inexplicably scary eyes, which move very quickly. Flexible, although the facial features are not bad, but when they are combined together, it is difficult to be considered good-looking. The skin is pale and pale, giving people a strong sense of weirdness.

The two walked forward in general, talking in a low voice.

The chaotic footsteps of several people echoed in the narrow corridor, suppressing their voices talking to each other.

Just before going down to the second floor, the gentleman stopped suddenly.

The others stopped after a meal.

"What?" asked a player behind him.

The gentleman didn't answer right away, but squatted down, as if looking at something.

The light in the stairwell was very dark, and it was difficult for them to see what the gentleman was doing now.

Anis: "What did you find?"

The gentleman stood up unhurriedly, smoothed the folds of his coat, then slowly walked down a few steps, looked in the direction of the second floor, and laughed:

"Ha ha."

The gentleman twirled his wet fingertips, and the smile on his face became more obvious: "It's just that we seem to have caught a big fish ahead of time this time."

Anis looked in the direction of the gentleman's gaze.

The light in the corridor on the second floor illuminated the junction of the corridor and the stairwell, where there was a slight dark wet mark, as if someone had accidentally left it when he hurried past.

"ha."

He laughed too.

"really."

For the anchors in this dungeon, their actions after turning off the lights for the first time must be carried out in the area where their camp is located. Sure.

For experienced anchors, especially senior anchors who are confident in their own abilities and dare to take risks, they will definitely enter the opponent's camp as soon as possible to explore, otherwise, the amount of information they can obtain may lag far behind the opponent.

This is the case with Gentleman and Anis, and it will definitely be the case with Wen Jianyan.

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Otherwise, he would not be the new No. 08.

Therefore, at the first meeting, the gentlemen chose to reveal their identities, firmly controlled the black team, and asked them to be careful of the red team that might sneak in before the lights were turned off next time—it seems that they failed .

However, the gentleman didn't have much expectations at first.

In Nightmare, confrontation rarely occurs, and this kind of death confrontation against the top ten anchors is even rarer. Even the senior players of Orange Candy don't know the routine here, but the gentleman is different.

He is not only the top ten, but also the vice president of the oracle. He has access to more information than anyone else, so he is very clear about the deep mechanism of this book.

Since the levels of the four of them are here, it is impossible for the other anchors to have a higher ranking, let alone the ability to solve the dungeon alone.

Even after just two rounds, the number of ordinary anchors may have been reduced a lot.

This is the difference between the confrontation book and the camp book.

Although both books have red and black camps, their core logic and fighting methods are completely different.

Here, any anchors other than their two core teams are useless, because at their level, it is impossible to even be assigned to this instance, and independent action is a dead end. In the Xingwang Hotel, they can really decide There are only two teams of them in the dungeon, and the others are just cannon fodder and foil, as well as tools for their use.

They are chess players, and the rest are pawns that can be discarded at any time.

And judging from what he saw and said after he just went upstairs, the opponent didn't seem to realize this, not only allowing the chess pieces to interact freely, but also giving up his position as a chess player.

How stupid.

The smile on the gentleman's face deepened slightly.

If the opponent had chosen to form a team with him, he would have not hesitated to inform this information, and the opponent would not have made such a wrong judgment, what a pity...

"Walk."

Anis waved.

Under his leadership, a group of people left the stairwell and walked into the corridor on the second floor.

The corridor was shrouded in dark red lights. On both sides were hotel rooms with closed doors. The floor was covered with dusty old carpets. Messy and wet traces stretched forward, leading to a clear path.

Obviously, the other side heard their going downstairs, and retreated into the corridor on the second floor in order to avoid them.

But the problem is that they escaped in such a hurry that they forgot the most important point: people who come out of the rainy town are wet, and this rain has supernatural power, but it is not something that can Something that is easily removed.

The water lying on them is like the crumbs of fairy tales leading the way, revealing their whereabouts without a doubt.

The other side obviously didn't realize this, if there were, they wouldn't have left that puddle of water in the stairwell on the second floor, so as to expose their existence and attract their pursuit.

A group of people chased the wet marks all the way forward.

They were well-trained, fast-moving, and their eyes gleamed with excitement and ferocity, as if they were eager for this unexpected conflict.

The sound of hurried footsteps echoed in the narrow corridor.

Their speed is very fast, and in such a closed space, almost no one can escape their tracking.

It's getting closer.

The wet marks on the ground became irregular. Obviously, the other party also realized that the water stains would expose traces and was trying to change this passive situation.

But it's useless.

They have no time to change clothes.

It doesn't make much sense whether they plan to escape from the other side of the stairs or find a room to hide in and ambush them.

As long as their tracks are under control, the advantage will be completely lost.

Because, when it comes to the strength of a frontal conflict, the opponent is no match for them anyway.

According to the survey conducted by the gentleman before, the new No. 8 is not good at fighting with people, and Bai Xue is a pure support position. The two strongest ones are like this, and the others don't have to worry about it.

Just as their excitement was mobilized to the extreme, Arnis suddenly stopped.

The others were startled and looked in the direction of his line of sight.

On the ground not far away, there was a dark mass standing upright, motionless in the middle of the corridor.

Several people looked at each other.

One person in the team shook his head: "There is no danger."

The gentleman stepped forward, bent down, paused, and said slowly:

"...it's clothes."

He took it by the edge with **** and picked it up.

It was a wet, heavy coat, and even now it was still dripping with water.

And under the jacket, there is a toy car covered.

It is a prop from the system store.

Very low level.

Generally speaking, it can only be used to attract the attention of ghosts in very low-level dungeons, but as long as the level of the dungeon increases and ghosts can be traced by human life and scent, it will no longer have any appearance value.

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No one thought that this kind of thing would appear in such an advanced copy...

It really came in handy.

There was a brief dead silence in the corridor.

Until the gentleman laughed:

"Ha ha ha ha…"

His laughter echoed in the corridor, it was hard to tell whether it was happiness or anger.

"I didn't expect to use such a child's trick," the gentleman said with a smile, "and it actually worked...haha!"

The rest of the people did not speak, but their expressions were particularly gloomy.

It is because this method is too young and naive, so they seem very stupid to be recruited... and this feeling makes them very angry.

"Since that's the case," one of them said, "They should have hid in one of the rooms we just passed by now. The water stains won't disappear. We just need to use props to—"

His voice was interrupted by the gentleman:

"No, there's no need."

The gentleman let go of his fingers, threw the wet clothes back onto the toy car, and restrained the smile on his face. When he was not smiling, his very amiable face looked a little scary, and the sense of incongruity and strangeness became clear stand up:

"Have you forgotten our next purpose?"

The man choked, and said in an embarrassing manner, "No."

"That's enough."

While talking, the gentleman elegantly took out his handkerchief, wiped his wet fingers, and said lightly.

Anis: "Let them jump around for a while, it's okay, we have more important things to do next, there's no need to waste time here."

"Let's go."

With that said, Anis turned around and left first.

The rest followed suit.

Hearing the footsteps outside the door fade away, Huang Mao felt his legs go limp. If it wasn't for the support of Chen Mo and Yun Bilan, he might have fallen to the ground directly.

Although Chen Moyun and Bilan's reaction was not as intense as his, they were equally sweaty and pale.

They really knew how dangerous the situation just now was.

After confirming that the footsteps disappeared, Wen Jianyan slightly pushed the door open a small gap and swept it outside.

There was no one outside the door.

Next to the gap is the toy car and the wet coat on the toy car.

That's right.

The toy car was never activated in the first place.

They did hide, but not in any room in the road, but right next to the toy car.

Just now, there was only a thin wall between the gentleman and Anis' team and them.

As long as they choose to search around and open a few doors, they will definitely be found, and there is nowhere to escape.

"Hoo...hoo..."

Huang Mao panted heavily, pressing his beating heart with one hand, his forehead and the tip of his nose were covered with sweat unknowingly.

terrible.

It's just too scary.

He was able to clearly hear the walking and talking of the opposite team just now, all of which seemed to be happening right next to his own ears. If this happened a few more times, he felt that he would definitely have a heart attack.

After confirming that there was no one outside the door, Wen Jianyan walked out from behind the door.

He was only wearing a close-fitting white liner, which was wet and tightly stuck to his body, revealing a hint of plump and light flesh color, which outlined the thin muscles of his body with his movements.

He picked up the coat on the ground and put it on his arm again.

The corridor was empty.

Wen Jianyan turned his head and looked in the direction where the gentlemen's footsteps disappeared, showing a thoughtful expression.

To be honest, the reason why he took such a big risk just now... was not only to avoid a confrontation with the other party, but also because he needed information.

When he was in the stairwell just now, he heard that the gentleman was talking to someone else.

Due to the distance, Wen Jianyan couldn't hear the content clearly.

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But he knew that the content of the other party's conversation must be very important.

Otherwise, in terms of the vigilance of the other side, it shouldn't be that they were the first to discover each other, but the other way around - inferred from this logic, they must have been discussing something that was very important and could not be postponed, that's why Will be negligent for a while, and didn't hear the sound of them going upstairs.

This made Wen Jianyan involuntarily think of his guess when he first entered the dungeon.

As the vice president of the oracle, even though his subordinate guild has had conflicts with him many times, why does the gentleman still promote himself so actively, hoping to be invited to enter this instance, even if he is rejected, he must use all means to make Bai Xue safe? How about entering here at the cost of inserting into his camp?

Wen Jianyan had a hunch that the other party must know some information that he didn't know.

Or…

There is a plan and purpose that he has no way of knowing for the time being.

From the very beginning, Wen Jianyan knew that if he was completely wet, there would be water stains in the stairwell, which would expose his traces.

He did it on purpose.

If the gentlemen and the others have no purpose, but really want to complete this dungeon and help the black team defeat the red team, even if they see the toy car, they will never give up, but will open the door one by one, looking for their Traces—Judging from the current quality of the host in this dungeon, in this confrontation, as long as they can kill them, the opponent will win.

In addition, Wen Jian said that they chose to avoid seeing each other when they met on a narrow road this time, which has actually sent a signal: they are currently in a bad state.

It is impossible for the opponent to give up such a good opportunity and hand over such a big win.

But if the other way around...

It's different.

If the gentleman really had other purposes for entering here, and he made a deal with his predecessor, No. 08, it would be absolutely impossible for him to enter any of the surrounding rooms.

Waste of time is one.

The most important thing is that the dungeon of [Prosperous Hotel] has a very annoying mechanism, that is, [Painting] will chase people and run, and the painting in the first room you enter after turning on the lights must be where they are after turning off the lights. Paintings in the room.

Therefore, in order to achieve their goals, the gentlemen would never waste their next opportunity to enter a certain area of ​​the rainy town on finding Wen Jianyan and the others.

Yes, this is a big gamble.

If they lose the bet, they will have to face their greatest enemy not long after the dungeon has just started, before they have fully grasped the basic laws, or even in the worst condition, or even die endlessly.

but…

Wen Jianyan never made a bet that had no chance of winning.

He found too many clues, enough to lead to the final speculation... He just needed the last key piece of evidence.

And just now, the few words they had simply talked outside the door just confirmed Wen Jianyan's guess and filled him with the most critical link in the logic chain.

—The gentleman must be planning something.

It is buried deep in the dungeon, and the probability of being discovered by ordinary players is very low, and it may even not show up once in the process of winning or losing.

However, as long as you get it, you can completely decide the outcome of the black and red sides. Otherwise, Anis, who is in danger of losing his life, would not give up chasing them and leave with the gentleman.

Wen Jianyan was startled, as if he suddenly thought of something.

He stretched out his hand subconsciously, and slowly turned the Ouroboros ring at the end of his finger. The heavy metal texture pressed against his fingertips, bringing a faint pain.

After entering the dungeon, he also occasionally glanced at the barrage discussion—from what he knew, the dungeon was once closed, and then opened again when the difficulty was increased.

Wen Jianyan recalled that before the dungeon started, the system gave him the follow-up task of [removing bugs].

And the triple mirror inside Thrive Hotel…

"Aqiu!"

Wen Jianyan's back felt cold, and he lowered his head and sneezed.

He raised his hand and rubbed his nose, a little physiological tears spilled from the corners of his eyes.

Damn, I caught a cold.

He shrugged his shoulders, turned and walked towards the door.

At the door of the room, the rest of the team stared at him, with mixed expressions of doubt and worry on their faces.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and said:

"Next, I might have to take a nap."

"…ah?"

The others were stunned, as if they didn't expect Wen Jianyan to say such words suddenly.

"Sleep, sleep?"

"Well, sleep."

Wen Jianyan looked indifferent, but still nodded firmly, and said slowly.

Then where is sleep.

It was a meeting with Mad Dog in a dream.

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