Welcome to the Nightmare Live Chapter 32

Chapter Thirty-Two

If you want to go to the second basement, you must have a key.

It seems that the fifth floor must be gone.

The five people left the abandoned operating room and returned to the elevator room of the building by the same route.

The lights in the corridor were cold and pale, and there were still **** footprints left on the ground when they fled just now, vaguely printed on the smooth ground, and there was a faint smell of blood that had not dissipated in the air.

Along the way, everyone was in fear, but fortunately, they never encountered the danger just now.

"Ding-"

The elevator doors are open.

The familiar bright lights dispelled the anxiety, and everyone subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief and walked into the elevator.

Liu Yuze pressed the "5" button.

The elevator door closed slowly, but at the moment it was about to close, the steel elevator door suddenly froze, as if something was caught, and then slowly opened again.

The corridor in front of him was still empty and stretched silently into the distance.

Liu Yuze was startled, and lowered his head to check the elevator door in front of him. After confirming that there was no difference, he pressed the door close button again.

Elevator doors close—

"Crack."

When there was only a gap left, the two doors slid open again silently to both sides.

This time it was definitely no longer an accident.

"Go, the elevator is not safe." Wen Ya lowered her voice and said hastily.

However, just as they stepped out of the elevator, they heard a strange sound of footsteps coming from the corridor in the distance—

"Pta", "Pta", "Pta".

Like the sound of wet and sticky feet stepping on the smooth ground, one click, one click, slow and slow, but approaching very regularly.

In an instant, everyone's hearts were in their throats, and they instinctively turned their heads to look in the direction of the sound.

At the end of the corridor, a strange figure covered in blood appeared under the dim light.

Its movements were stiff and sluggish, its knee joints swung in opposite directions, and its limbs swayed uncoordinatedly, as if they were sewn together with black thread.

Exactly the same monster that attacked them in the hallway earlier.

The free anchor's pupils shrank, and he exclaimed in a daze, "Run! It smells too bloody! It's not at the same level as the previous one!"

"Crunch—"

A strange metallic sound came from behind.

Wen Jianyan, who was walking at the end, turned his head and saw an extremely horrifying scene.

Pale fingers crawled out of the elevator shaft one by one, got stuck in the gap between the elevator doors, opened the door little by little, and then reached out to catch Wen Jianyan—

I'm stupid!

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, took a few steps backwards, and ran away from the elevator shaft as fast as possible.

At this moment, the corpse not far away seemed to smell a familiar smell, and the slow and slow footsteps suddenly accelerated! He rushed in this direction with a kind of flexibility that ordinary people could not imagine!

"The stairwell is over there!"

Kong Lao Liu screamed in a frightened and inflected voice.

Li Zongze gritted his teeth: "Damn it! Why are you attacking back and forth! This dungeon is too difficult!"

Is this grade C? Is this really grade C!?

Kong Laoliu broke down and shouted while running: "Shouldn't this kind of difficult treatment be from Black's side!"

— Even the difficulty of their red side is so high! Wouldn't it be **** difficulty for black side!

In the Red Fang live broadcast room:

"That's right, this treatment should indeed belong to Black's side, but! You have been working with the black captain all along!"

"I don't know what to say other than heartbroken. Alas, this is the first time I feel that I support the wrong team in the hunting book. My points!"

Everyone ran towards the stairwell at the fastest speed, the sound of messy and hasty footsteps echoed in the corridor, and the temperature in the air dropped sharply.

Suddenly, Wen Jianyan felt her ankle tighten! He slowed down and almost tripped over.

He looked down.

The pale fingers in the elevator had chased after him at some point, and were holding his ankle tightly at this moment.

At this moment, the body parts rushed towards them as if they had found their target, and the distance between them shortened rapidly, making Wen Jianyan see clearly that the body parts below the wrists of the other party were actually empty, with only one piece for sewing. Thin threads are wandering.

Oops!

These fingers probably belonged to this monster!

The jointless mouth of the corpse opened wide and bit down on Wen Jianyan.

"Mom, run!"

A baby spirit emerged from midair, screaming and pushing Wen Jianyan away, but was bitten by the monster.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh—"

The captured baby spirit let out a miserable cry.

The corpse was gnawing on the blue-purple baby spirit in its mouth, greedy luster flashed in a pair of strangely turning eyes, its mouth squirmed and chewed, but its eyes were still tightly entwined on Wen Jianyan.

More baby spirits emerged from the void, some of them rushed towards the monster, trying to block its movement, some wrapped their small hands around Wen Jianyan's shoulders, screaming in his ear:

"Mom, run!"

"Mom, run!"

Yes, running away is the best solution.

Becoming the mother of an infant spirit is just a stopgap measure. Now they are willing to take the initiative to use their bodies as bait. It is not easy to hold this monster at first sight. It can even devour ghosts. For Wen Jianyan, it is simply a gift. It's a good thing, even if these few baby spirits are sacrificed, he still carries a hundred or so on his back, it doesn't matter.

Wen Jianyan's eyes subconsciously shifted to the chewed baby spirit.

Yingling screamed: "Mom, mom—"

damn it.

[Xiaojie's teeth (difficult level props in the copy of Decai Middle School) have been activated]

In the next second, the overwhelming black hair rushed towards the monster, wrapping it tightly in an instant, making it unable to move.

Wen Jianyan rushed forward in a few steps, raised his hand suddenly and pulled the baby spirit out of the opponent's mouth, tucked it under his arm, turned and ran.

He gritted his teeth.

Forget it.

Be a mother for a day, be a mother for life!

Among the squirming hair, a greedy eye rolled, staring at the back of the young man running away, his mouth chewed slowly in the void, as if he was imagining the taste of the other party.

Soon, Wen Jianyan ran into the stairwell.

Perhaps due to leaving the area on the fourth floor, the other party did not catch up again.

The infant spirit whose spirit body had been eaten half was lying in his arms, weeping softly, tightly hugging the young man with his small blue-black hands, leaning against his chest tightly: "Mom..."

Wen Jianyan touched its head: "Does it hurt?"

"pain."

It raised its dark and terrifying eyes, and stared at the other party with an envious voice.

Wen Jianyan lowered his eyes, the dim light in the stairwell hit his face, his already handsome face looked extraordinarily gentle at this moment.

He hugged the ghost baby and said softly:

"Hoo hoo, Pain Feifei."

Other ghost babies: "..."

Pooh! You shameless! Know how to grab mom's attention! We are ghosts, where will it hurt!

The ghost babies who were so jealous that they were deformed appeared one after another and slid into Wen Jianyan's arms, not to be outdone, vying for the warmth in the young man's arms: "Mom, I hurt too!"

"Mom, I want to blow too!"

"Mommy mommy…"

[Integrity First] In the live broadcast room:

"Grass, what is this? Is it a large-scale competition scene?"

"However, the anchor is really interesting. For one of the one hundred and ten ghost babies, he is willing to use a difficult prop..."

"What, is it obviously stupid? Obviously this is a new monster spawned by the dungeon to deal with his BUG behavior. Although there are many stitched corpses, the threat is really not that big, but now this one only kills other corpses. The monster that eats all the pieces is different, at least I have never seen it in this dungeon before, and it probably appeared after the difficulty was raised."

"That's right, it's obvious that the dungeon has specially formulated a countermeasure mechanism for him, and he still wastes precious difficult props in this situation. To be honest, I'm quite disappointed. I didn't expect the host to be so emotional. I feel that he is in the dungeon. You won't live long."

"Huh? Why do you guys chat about such boring things with so much interest? Am I the only one who is enchanted by the anchor's motherly brilliance!"

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH This is the first time I got the charm of a male mother!"

"Hug me, Mommy! I want to blow too!"

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaible!

Wen Jianyan comforted the baby ghost, and climbed up the stairs to the fifth floor.

Different from the other floors, the layout of the fifth floor is very simple. There are only two parts, the conference room and the dean's room. The three red anchors are standing at the door of the fifth floor, fiddling with something, and seem to be trying to find a way to open the door.

Kong Lao Liu stood on the sidelines and watched the strange situation around him.

The moment he saw Wen Jianyan, he coughed lightly.

The other three red anchors stopped immediately, turned around as if nothing had happened, and looked at the "NPC" who was walking slowly behind.

The young man in a white coat is gentle and gentle, with gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. No matter how you look at it, he looks bookish, but because of his ghostly black eyes and the scarlet blood on his clothes, he looks very eerie and eerie.

This is an NPC.

If he found out that they were actually trying to break the door of the dean's room, it would not be worth the loss to be suspicious again because of their disrespectful behavior.

"Doctor Lin, you are here."

Wen Ya smiled and took a step forward: "We are waiting for you."

"However..." She changed the topic, and frowned with some annoyance: "The door of the principal's office seems to be locked, do you have the key?"

The young man glanced at them and said in an unwavering voice:

"excuse me."

Hearing this, the four anchors of the red party made way for him one after another, watching Wen Jianyan expectantly, waiting for him to take out the key from his pocket to open the door.

The young man raised a long leg and kicked at the door lock violently.

"Bang!"

The door panel and door frame in front of me were kicked apart, and moved inward unsteadily, revealing the darkness inside.

The four anchors on the red side: "..."

ha?

Isn't your approach even more disrespectful! !

"It's an emergency now, so don't worry about the etiquette." The young man said, "I believe the dean will understand us."

The red anchors looked at each other.

Also, too?

Under the leadership of Wen Jianyan, the four of them walked into the dean's room.

The area here is very large and very neat. There are bookshelves on all four walls, filled with medical books in various languages ​​and styles, and there is even a small temporary lounge inside.

"Let's find them separately."

Wen Jianyan said.

[Integrity First] In the live broadcast room:

"I'm dying of laughter, why does the anchor look more like Captain Red than everyone else!"

"Hahahahahahaha! Is this what it feels like to become a boss from an undercover agent? You can't laugh!"

The five people dispersed and searched carefully in the empty dean's room, looking for the key to open the elevator.

Wen Jianyan wandered slowly by the bookshelf alone, his eyes swept across the rows of books above, looking for possible clues.

Although most of these medical books were written in foreign languages, it was not a problem for Wen Jianyan.

As a fraudster with a wide range of businesses, being proficient or even proficient in multiple foreign languages ​​​​is just a basic quality. He can basically master the languages ​​​​that are used by a large number of people. Even some unpopular languages, he also has a simple understanding. , except for some obscure professional vocabulary, there are almost no major obstacles in understanding the titles of these books.

Perhaps because of the nature of Fukang Hospital, most of these books are related to obstetrics and gynecology, but there are still a few books on theology that talk about God.

One of the books caught Wen Jianyan's attention.

This is a Latin book among many books. With his meager Latin reserves, he can barely recognize the title of the book-Mother of the World.

It's kind of weird.

Wen Jianyan frowned, raised her hand and pulled out the book.

"Click."

A slight sound came from below, Wen Jianyan was startled, and lowered his head to look in the direction of the sound.

I saw a small hidden compartment pop up on the bookcase.

In the depths of the dark compartment was a small jar the size of a palm, in the light yellow formalin liquid, floating a shriveled and deformed baby's body.

The deformed body and the huge head that is disproportionate to the body look familiar no matter how you look at it.

Wen Jianyan reached out and picked up the jar.

In the next second, the familiar sound of the mechanical system sounded in my ears:

【Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the hidden props (legendary) in the instance! 】

【Collection level 2/4】

legend? ? ?

Wen Jianyan was startled, and looked down at the small pot in his hand in disbelief.

no? Are legends so easy to obtain?

It's not that the bar isn't high...

It's just that when he was in the last dungeon, he did several missions in a row to get the qualification to open the legendary props. Did he collect them directly this time? It's too easy...

Before he could figure it out, the voice sounded again:

"Ding! Congratulations to Captain Black for obtaining the legendary hidden item in the dungeon—it is also the most critical ritual core in this dungeon! Now the item snatching battle is started. If the red side fails to **** it within one hour, the black side will directly win the victory!"

In the next second, Wen Jianyan saw a familiar arrow appear in the air.

Red, beating, pointing to the baby jar in his hand.

I don't know when it started, all the members of the red team stopped their movements, they looked over along the arrow, and all four eyes fell on Wen Jianyan.

There was a dead silence in the dean's office.

Wen Jianyan, the leader of the black team holding a legendary item: "..."

Ah this.

In the garbage live broadcast room, you **** play this hand again! My day is your ancestor!

Chapter end