Welcome to the Nightmare Live Chapter 342

Chapter 342

The corridors of the hotel were pitch black, extending silently into the distance.

The hotel manager in formal attire walked in front, and the lantern in his hand became the only light source in the selike darkness. The dark red walls on both sides were slightly illuminated, and the monotonous and repetitive patterns made people feel dizzy and numb for no reason. .

A group of people followed closely behind, walking in the darkness where they could not see their fingers.

"Where are we going?"

Zhong Shan shrank his shoulders behind him and asked in a low voice.

Chen Mo in front shook his head, but did not answer.

No one knows the answer to that question except the hotel manager who went ahead.

Wen Jianyan turned his head slightly, looked at the road he was taking now, and matched it with the hotel map in his mind.

He failed.

The place that should have been the junction of the corridors has become a solid wall, and what should have been a straight road with no branches suddenly appeared at this moment an unknown fork.

The hotel map that was deeply etched in their minds suddenly seemed to have turned into a dark maze full of unknowns at this moment, and their vision was limited, so they could only rely on the faint light source in front of them to explore step by step , this feeling is very disturbing.

Wen Jianyan narrowed his eyes slightly.

He didn't think it was because his memory made a mistake, or he counted the wrong steps during the action, which made the following journey all wrong.

Wen Jianyan's thoughtful eyes fell on the back of the hotel manager in front of him.

He turned his back to them and walked forward, the lamp in his hand emitted a faint light, becoming the only light source in the darkness, guiding them towards the endless front.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and patience was exhausted. Just as everyone began to agitate involuntarily, the hotel manager in front suddenly stopped without warning.

The faint light illuminates the wall in front of it, presenting an inexplicable smooth texture, which looks like...

"Ding!"

A crisp sound broke the silence.

The iron door slowly slid open to both sides, revealing a familiar narrow space.

Is it... an elevator?

However, unlike the elevator in my memory, the lights above the head showed an ominous blood red color, and the red color filled the entire narrow and closed space, making the place seem to be filled with blood, which made people feel heartbroken. Faintly trembled.

Everyone stood outside the elevator, a little afraid to move forward for a while.

However, the hotel manager naturally stepped forward and walked in.

His pale face with a strange smile became more and more terrifying under the **** light. He smiled and asked, "Why, don't you come in?"

Several people looked at each other and walked in bravely.

The elevator doors closed automatically behind them.

No one saw the hotel manager press any buttons, the elevator trembled slightly, and began to slowly rise amidst the faint sound of mechanical operation.

Soon, the elevator made another "ding" sound.

Wen Jianyan glanced at the elevator monitor, her heart skipped a beat.

The number shown above... is 1.

Arrived on the first floor.

However, they should have been on the third floor just now, right?

The elevator doors opened automatically, and what appeared in front of them was an equally dark corridor.

The hotel manager stepped forward, and the rest hurried to follow.

Wen Jianyan turned his head and looked around.

here…

Although the layout is very similar to the first floor, according to his previous experience, the details are quite different.

This is not the first floor of the Xingwang Hotel that they sneaked into before.

While Wen Jianyan was meditating, a group of people had unknowingly reached the end of the corridor, and the hotel manager in front finally stopped.

What appeared in front of them was not any room on the first floor, but a huge and heavy mahogany door.

The hotel manager turned sideways, his pale face became more terrifying under the light, with a stiff smile on his face, he said slowly: "Everyone, please wait inside for a while."

After speaking, he raised his hand and opened the door.

Different from the darkness in the corridor, the inside of the heavy wooden door is brightly lit.

The sudden bright light made everyone squint their eyes reflexively, and it took a while to finally get used to it.

This is a large hall.

In the center of the hall is a dining table covered with a snow-white tablecloth, which is empty, and the chandelier above the head is brightly lit, but for some reason, there is a sense of gloom that cannot be dispelled.

There are people in the room.

more than one.

Wen Jianyan's eyes quickly fell on one of them.

— It's Gentleman and his squad.

The other party raised his hand and pinched the brim of his hat, as if the conflict on Ghost Street had never happened before, and smiled at them politely.

Seeing those familiar faces, everyone's body tensed up involuntarily. Yun Bilan had a gloomy face, staring at the opposite side with those dark red eyes, like a leopard ready to go, always Ready to bite the other side's throat.

Wen Jianyan raised his hand to block Yun Bilan, and shook his head slightly at her.

Immediately afterwards, he led his team and walked in the opposite direction to the black team, and stopped in the other corner of the room, maintaining a cautious and polite distance from the opposite side.

What follows is a long wait.

Every once in a while, the thick mahogany gate would open, and a team with a sharply reduced number would be let in, including black and red.

As soon as they entered the hall, they would immediately judge the situation, find the area where their camp was located, and then quickly meet up with their teammates.

Wen Jianyan glanced at his team.

All the anchors who came here were basically the ones who were silent in the meeting before and waited and watched cautiously, while those who spoke carelessly and quickly stated their positions were almost all dismissed.

The number of people in the hall increased little by little.

But overall, it is far inferior to the total number of anchors in the dungeon. In a large dungeon with a total of nearly 200 anchors, no more than 30 people actually entered the hall.

and…

Wen Jianyan glanced at the black square indiscriminately.

Obviously, the black team has more people than the red team.

"Crunch—"

The mahogany door made a hoarse sound and opened again.

However, what arrived this time was not a new team, but the hotel manager who led them here.

The door slammed shut behind him.

"Congratulations, you have successfully invited guests to our hotel and have worked very hard to make their short stay with us more comfortable."

The hotel manager still had a smile on his face: "Those who can come here have all completed the intern employee assessment and become regular employees of Xingwang Hotel."

...for a short time?

Wen Jianyan frowned.

His eyes fell on the hotel manager, waiting for his next words.

"Being a regular employee means that you will get better employee benefits and formal salary, but you will also face harder work."

said the hotel manager.

He glanced at the anchors in front of him with those dark, lifeless eyes, and said with a smile:

"Please check the contents of the official employee handbook in time."

Formal employee handbook—?

Wen Jianyan paused, as if realizing something, he took out the small black leather notebook from his pocket.

I don't know when it started, a few small gold-plated characters appeared on the surface of the black leather book:

"Official Employee Handbook".

The rest of the anchors also reacted at this moment, and took out the small notebook that was sent to them at the beginning from their pockets.

The first page after opening the book is the so-called "employee benefits".

From the moment they become full-time employees, the time limit for them to travel between the two worlds will not only be limited to turning off the lights, but will be replaced by three opportunities to open the door a day, each time lasting one hour, It can be used by turning the pointer on the dial.

As for when to use it, it depends on their choice.

More importantly, all regular employees will be assigned to absolutely safe staff dormitories. As long as they are in the staff dormitory at night, they don't need to worry about being attacked.

The second page is "Employee Compensation".

Every time a guest is pulled into the hotel, it is one yuan.

Every time a guest's "wish" is fulfilled, it is also one yuan.

If the guest is satisfied, they will receive tips of different denominations.

"New uniforms, staff badges, and your salary for today's work have been sent to your room,"

The hotel manager said with a smile.

"Next, please rest well, tomorrow will start a new day of work."

After speaking, the hotel manager turned around and wanted to leave.

"Wait a moment!"

A voice sounded.

The hotel manager paused and turned to look over.

It was the anchor of the black team who called to stop him.

"What about the others who are not regular employees today?"

The man frowned: "What will happen to them?"

The smile on the hotel manager's face remained the same, but for some reason, it just made people feel a little strange.

He didn't answer the question directly:

"Recruitment of regular employees ends tomorrow night when the lights are turned off."

Wait a moment.

Suddenly, Wen Jianyan suddenly realized something.

"tomorrow"?

Before that, every copy he entered had never used the measurement unit of "day", but basically used the more precise "hour".

Even if it is a copy that exceeds the calculation unit of days, it will be calculated using "24 hours", "48 hours" and other methods.

According to this rule, the dungeon duration of [Prosperous Hotel] should have been "72 hours"...not the "three days" presented now.

This is a very vague concept that can easily be stolen.

Like today.

When they entered the dungeon, it was "nine o'clock in the morning" in the dungeon, and only twelve hours had passed so far, but from the perspective of dungeon judgment, they had already passed "one day".

This also means that they don't need to stay in the instance of [Prosperous Hotel] for 72 hours, but should be considered according to the "events" in the hotel.

The approximate timeline of the entire dungeon was gradually completed in my mind.

The copy of Xingwang Hotel lasted for three days, and the essence of the first two days was "employee assessment". So, what will happen on the last day?

Wen Jianyan turned his head slightly, his eyes fell on the long dining table in the middle of the hall, and he was startled suddenly.

As if to confirm his guess, the manager continued: "All regular employees will attend the banquet and be qualified to serve VIPs."

"Please don't lose the chain and smash the signboard of our hotel."

A smile seemed to deepen on his fuzzy face:

"After the banquet is over, I will settle the salary for you."

After finishing speaking, he turned around, pushed open the mahogany door behind him, and said to everyone: "Please follow me, and I will lead you to the staff dormitory."

The next step is the so-called "dormitory allocation".

As a question of "official employee benefits", there will not be any "residents" in this corridor as a staff dormitory. At least tonight, it is absolutely safe.

The black anchor moves into the corridor on the right, while the red anchor moves into the corridor on the left.

Although the two sides are in a state of hostility, no one is stupid enough to provoke a dispute under such a double-blind situation. In the end, both sides may suffer.

Wen Jianyan got the key from the hotel manager.

He turned the doorknob with the key and winked at the others—they had to sort out the information and clues they had so far before taking a break.

Others followed suit.

The so-called staff dormitory is actually exactly the same as the room facilities in the Xingwang Hotel, but the layout is completely opposite. In addition, there is another thing that is particularly eye-catching...

On the wall facing the bed, the huge picture that should have appeared was replaced by a huge mirror of the same size.

Huangmao curled up his fingers and tapped on the mirror, making a dull "Dangdang" sound.

He said jokingly:

"Finally it's not a painting. At least tonight, I don't have to worry about any ghost coming out of it."

"But, the mirror facing the bed..." Rui Rui seemed to think of something bad, and shivered, "I always feel a little ominous."

"Hey!" Zhong Shan shook his head: "Didn't you listen to what the white-faced man said? This room is for employee benefits, and there will be no danger. At worst, you can treat it as a fun mirror."

He laughed: "Many hotels will have them anyway! It's just on the ceiling!"

Wen Jianyan: "..."

He glanced at it with a complicated expression, but didn't answer.

The others were not amused by the joke either.

Yun Bilan frowned: "Speaking of which, how did you join us?"

And he pretended to be familiar with them... Has this guy completely forgotten what he tried to entrap them at the beginning of the instance?

Seemingly aware of Yun Bilan's implication, Zhong Shan immediately showed a flattering smile: "I'm sorry, I really didn't know Taishan before. Fortunately, there are a lot of big brothers, and I am really kind enough to let you I'll follow you, I swear, next time I'll—"

"Okay, okay."

Wen Jianyan pinched the bridge of her nose and interrupted Zhong Shan's next words.

He was too lazy to listen to these oaths and oaths. When it came to swearing allegiance, Zhong Shan still had to call him his ancestors. The reason why he hasn't kicked people out of the team now is because it's not necessary for the time being, and keeping them will be useful in the future. It's not because of how much he trusts these few cheap teammates who have stuck together.

"Speak the truth."

Hearing this, everyone looked upright and looked over.

"You should have heard what the hotel manager said just now, right?" Wen Jianyan said.

Everyone nodded.

"That's good."

Wen Jianyan nodded, and briefly stated his guess about the number of dungeon days and the three-day event.

After speaking, he paused, waiting for the rest of the team to digest the information.

"So, you mean,"

Chen Mo pondered for a while, and broke the silence first, "We don't actually need to stay in this dungeon for three days, we just need to wait until the banquet is over before we can leave, right?"

"right."

Wen Jianyan nodded.

"Wow..." Zhong Shan heaved a sigh of relief like a deflated ball, and suddenly relaxed, "Great, great, staying in this ghost dungeon for 72 hours, might as well let me die..."

Wen Jianyan glanced at him with no expression on his face.

For other anchors, the reduction in dungeon duration means that the danger is reduced, but, for him... the situation is just the opposite.

As the protagonist who confronts Ben, his goal is not to "suffer", but to "win".

But now, the black side obviously far surpasses the red side in terms of the amount of information and the course of action. The shortening of the dungeon duration judgment is very unfavorable to him.

This means that there is not much time left for him to come back.

"Another point is about the victory judgment against Ben." Wen Jianyan said.

Huangmao: "Do you have eyebrows?"

Wen Jianyan nodded, turned around and walked to the bed in the room, and reached out to open the wardrobe.

Sure enough, it was the same as what the hotel manager said.

A brand-new employee uniform was neatly folded and placed in the closet. Next to the uniform was a red employee badge:

[Formal employee 001]

Under the breastplate, there are a few pieces of paper money.

The surface of the paper was slightly green, and the patterns on it were very familiar. It was clearly the Mingbi he had touched in the last dungeon.

Wen Jianyan paused, put the badge aside, picked up the paper money and counted it.

A total of four yuan.

They brought in a total of three residents today, plus one of the residents' "wish" was fulfilled, and the total salary was so much.

Wen Jianyan turned to look at the others, shook the paper money in his hand, and said, "Do you remember the last sentence the hotel manager said?"

"After the banquet is over, the salary will be settled...?"

Chen Mo was taken aback, and immediately reacted:

"You mean, the victory of the red and black teams in this dungeon will be judged by the final performance of the employees?"

"According to the current known information, there is a high probability that this is the case." Wen Jianyan said cautiously.

"Then, this dungeon is really interesting..."

Yun Bilan's eyes flickered, and she said thoughtfully, "Other dungeons tend to be more difficult the further they develop, but this dungeon seems to be the other way around."

At least from now on, it looks like this.

The anchors who entered the dungeon of [Prosperous Hotel] need to **** in this malicious dungeon without any information, avoid pitfalls one after another, compete with hostile anchors for source of customers, occupy Housing, while avoiding hostile residents who may show up during the light hours...it can be said to be dangerous.

However, after the anchor figured out the rules and completed all the internship assessments, he would get the status of a regular employee.

Regular employees not only have safe housing, but also have the authority to shuttle between the two maps at will, and thus have further access to the true judgment mechanism of the dungeon.

For them, the danger is equivalent to being greatly reduced.

Next, they only need to work hard to "make money" and spend the "banquet" on the third day, which is enough.

"…maybe."

Wen Jianyan twitched the corners of his mouth, and his gaze fell on the coin in his hand.

Looking at the familiar pattern, for some reason, he didn't feel very optimistic. Instead, he always had the illusion that there were hidden dangers everywhere.

Wen Jianyan closed the cabinet in front of him, turned to look at everyone: "What else do you have—"

Just halfway through his words, his voice got stuck in his throat.

Wen Jianyan stared at the mirror facing the bed, her eyes widened slightly.

Every corner of the room was reflected in the mirror, clearly reflecting everyone's figure.

Zhong Shan, Huang Mao, and Chen Mo with their backs to the mirror, Yun Bilan and Bai Xue who are facing the mirror sideways, and Rui Rui with their backs against the mirror, including himself standing away from the mirror and close to the wardrobe.

But the problem is that there is one more person in the mirror.

I saw the man with black hair and golden eyes standing beside him very naturally, as if he didn't just exist in the mirror, but also existed in the real world.

He looked down at Wen Jianyan's hand, as if he was very curious about the banknotes in his hand.

Wen Jianyan's pupils shrank, and she suddenly turned her head to look around.

There was nothing around me.

However, within the mirror, Wu Zhu actually existed, and even got a little closer.

The cold and soft touch of the long hair brushed against her ears and swept across her shoulders. Wen Jianyan seemed to be taken aback. She shrank violently to the side, trying to avoid it, but bumped into the cabinet with a "boom".

"What's wrong?"

Everyone was startled by Wen Jianyan's sudden action:

"What happened?"

Chen Mo noticed Wen Jianyan's gaze, and turned his head to look into the mirror.

Wen Jianyan didn't even have time to make a sound to stop him, the other party had already turned his head away—Chen Mo's eyes moved and searched in the mirror, as if he hadn't seen that big evil **** that appeared without warning at all, very Turning his head blankly, he asked:

"Is there something wrong with the mirror? What did you just see?"

Of course something is wrong.

But something is wrong!

Wen Jianyan gritted her teeth, but still maintained a natural expression on her face: "It's nothing... I just saw it wrong, and I saw the shadow on the wall as something strange."

"Really?"

Others are a little worried.

"...Of course." Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and smiled, "Maybe my nerves are too tense today."

In the mirror, Wu Zhu's golden eyes gleamed happily.

He raised his hand, put his palm on Wen Jianyan's back, and dragged him away from the closet.

Wen Jianyan's back stiffened, but she didn't avoid it.

His mind was racing.

how so? !

Why does the witch candle appear in the mirror? Wasn't he left on that street?

more importantly…

Why would he clearly feel what he did in the mirror in the real world!

Chapter end