Welcome to the Nightmare Live Chapter 355

Chapter 353

at the same time.

[Integrity First] In the live broadcast room, on the huge screen, several words continued to flash:

【The signal has been lost】

Watching the blacked out screen, the commotion gradually grew:

"Why is the anchor offline?"

"died?"

"Impossible, if you die, the live broadcast will be cut off directly, not like it is now."

"What does it mean that the signal is being restored! Why is Nightmare always in this situation recently! I'm so mad!"

"I'm really going to scold you, restore my signal quickly! I was enjoying watching it just now, but suddenly the screen went black. Nightmare really doesn't do anything. Do you dare to fix your server!"

"Complain, I want to complain!"

Seems to sense the impatience of the audience, and soon, the text on the screen changed:

[Signal reconnecting, please wait...]

In the narrow corridor, a group of anchors stood at one end, watching with vigilance the girl in a white skirt who suddenly appeared not far away.

She was wet all over, her long black hair hung down in strands, sticking to her pale and bleeding cheeks, the thin skirt outlined a beautiful figure, and the wet and cold water dripped drop by drop from the corners of her skirt and the tip of her hair Dropped and quickly left a small, wet, dark stain on the carpet.

She slightly widened her swarthy eyes, and looked in the direction of other people in panic, looking very pitiful, weak and lovable.

However, the anchors not far away did not seem to let down their vigilance because of this.

They frowned and looked over:

"Are you an anchor?"

The girl nodded vigorously.

As if afraid of other people's doubts, he hurriedly said: "I, I can show you my anchor interface..."

She was interrupted just in the middle of her sentence.

One of the anchors glanced at the empty corridor behind Wen Jianyan and asked:

"Where are your other teammates?"

As if she hadn't reacted, the girl was startled.

It was an empty and bewildered expression, as if a stone had suddenly broken the calm surface of the water, and he became overwhelmed. After a short period of stupefaction, pain, sadness, and fear seemed to emerge from the bottom of the pool. The silt, little by little.

"them…"

She gritted her teeth: "They were left on that street."

that street.

These three words seemed to trigger some keywords, and the anchors in front of them looked at each other and exchanged glances.

"Have you found the street?"

"…right."

The girl wrung her hands and nodded with difficulty.

"I, I was the only one who escaped."

Wen Jianyan lowered his eyes, his eyes fell on a small piece of carpet not far away, his eyes were covered by wet eyelashes.

Pretending to be harmless is his forte.

However, no one knows better than Wen Jianyan that in a nightmare, "poor", "innocent" and "beautiful" are all useless. , and even determine the development direction of the incident, no one will be unreasonable because of a certain anchor's cute appearance

Only value is the hard currency here.

Showing that it is harmless is not painful, it may succeed, but it is the first step that will fail with a high probability. Showing your own use value is the first card Wen Jianyan really played.

The easiest and most direct way is to reveal some... key information.

It cannot be completely leaked, otherwise it will lose the value of use. Covering half and revealing half is the most beneficial trick for liars. As long as you find the key words, the imagination of others will always be the best partner.

But the question is, what keywords to choose?

After all, according to Wen Jianyan's guess, he is now in the real Xingwang Hotel.

But for the time being, he still has no way to make an immediate judgment. Whether the place where he is now has really returned to the past time point...or just saw some old image, but it is only temporarily due to some unknown reason , still be able to operate with logic and give feedback based on the intruder's actions.

To determine which type it is, more information must be obtained.

There is a big difference between the former Xingwang Hotel and the current Xingwang Hotel.

The copy of the Prosperous Hotel was not just an ordinary level copy, but also did not have elements such as confrontation matches and faction battles. Of course, it was precisely because of this that Wen Jianyan left without hesitation. Enter the room, enter the corridor, and face the unfamiliar anchor.

The level of the anchor who can enter the level dungeon will not be too high, and at the same time, strictly speaking, there is not such a strong confrontation and competition between them, so the wariness among the anchors is far from that strong, and the possibility of cooperation Sex will also be higher.

But the problem still exists.

Due to the differences in copies, keywords that demonstrate value must be chosen more carefully.

"Well" and "Woman in White"?

This idea was quickly rejected by Wen Jianyan.

It's not an appropriate option.

In particular, Wen Jianyan's suspicions at the beginning have not been dispelled.

If the "well" and the "woman in white" are all clues deliberately created by Nightmare in the false copy of the Prosperous Hotel to guide him into the real hotel, then, in the real copy, this The status of the two may not be as important as imagined.

So what is there that is equally important in the true and false copies?

There is only one answer.

The street that leads to nothingness.

It is the only area that Nightmare cannot fully control, otherwise, the corpses of those anchors who died here would not appear in such a grand manner. In this area, the boundaries between mirror images and mirror images are blurred. It can even be broken at will, not to mention that a certain evil god's fragment is still in it.

Therefore, that street became the foundation of Wen Jianyan's choice of lies.

Obviously, based on the reactions of the anchors in front of him, it can be seen that he made the right choice.

"How did you get out of that street alive?" One of the anchors frowned even more, looking at the slender and frail girl in front of him, and asked.

"this…"

Wen Jianyan seemed to hesitate for a moment.

He took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind: "If I tell you, can I act with you next?"

The anchors looked at each other again.

Surprisingly, they replied:

"We can't decide on this matter."

"However," the person who just asked the question spoke again, looking at Wen Jianyan: "If your answer is valuable, I can take you to meet our captain, and he has the final say on whether you can act with us .”

Although it was not exactly what Wen Jianyan expected at the beginning, it was enough.

"I used my talent to discover some of the secrets on that street."

Wen Jian said.

talent?

The anchors not far away were all refreshed.

Immediately afterwards, Wen Jianyan took out a crumpled piece of paper and unfolded it for the few people in front of him to see.

It was a painting that seemed to be drawn by a child. Messy, crooked lines covered the entire paper, and only some vague patterns could be discerned.

Like a shopping street.

And in a corner of the painting, the messy lines suddenly intensified, superimposed circle after circle, painting out a pitch-black, bottomless black hole.

This is what he got from Rui Rui.

It was in the corridor before, after he borrowed it to see it, he kept forgetting to return it.

Of course, they left the corridor soon afterward, and the blueprint for reading and writing was naturally no longer needed, so it has been pretended by Wen Jianyan until now.

Even the picture of reading and writing that Rui Rui drew next to the well is still in his pocket.

"Your talent is..."

"Read and write."

Wen Jianyan "borrowed" Rui Rui's talent without any guilt, and explained without changing his face:

"I can pry into the secrets by reading and writing, and only I can answer the clues in this painting."

Next, Wen Jianyan skipped some key information, briefly summarized his escape process, and said it in a non-painful way:

"...Later, I used props to pretend to be a dead person, and then I managed to leave that street."

Lies, of course, have to be half-truths to be effective.

Not only will there be no possibility of being dismantled, but it will also be more effective to use,

Hearing this, the expressions of several anchors not far away were indeed shaken.

They looked at each other, talked in low tones for a while, and then seemed to finally come to a decision.

One of them raised his head, and the expression on his face had obviously softened.

He waved to Wen Jianyan:

"Okay, you come with us."

Voila, that's it.

Wen Jianyan chuckled inwardly.

But on the surface, he was surprised and happy, grateful, stumbled, and trotted all the way: "Really, really? Thank you!"

"Don't be in a hurry to say thank you, the captain hasn't agreed yet."

said the man.

[Integrity First] In the live broadcast room.

The huge screen flickered, and among the countless snowflakes, the live broadcast finally resumed barely.

"Damn, it's finally connected. I'm really convinced. I haven't been so angry after watching the live broadcast for so long."

"This picture quality...forget it, just look at some of them."

Zizi...zizi.

Amidst a burst of noise, the picture on the screen was blurred but gradually became recognizable.

"Ah? How did it become inside the hotel? What's the situation?"

"And why did the anchor suddenly use the appearance?? Nightmare, can your system work? If you can't do it, don't do it. It's just too cheap."

"Obviously only disconnected for ten minutes...how does it seem that I skipped a century??"

"And who is the person in front of the anchor, why don't I remember..."

"I think it looks familiar. It's strange. Is it the anchor that appeared before? Which camp is it?"

Just when the barrage was in chaos, trying to figure out what was going on, at this moment, in the slightly flickering picture that seemed a little floating due to signal interference, the girl slightly raised her wet eyes and looked at the person in front of her. .

The blush of joy on her face did not fade, she whispered: "No... not yet, thank you."

The man's eyes flickered a little, and he whispered: "It's okay."

[Integrity First] The live broadcast room was silent for a few seconds after a long absence.

"As soon as the signal was restored, I saw that the anchor was lying."

"As soon as the signal is restored, I can see that the anchor is deceiving people's feelings."

"As soon as the signal was restored, I saw the anchor pretending to be innocent while deceiving people's feelings!!"

"So when are you going to lie to me!!"

Under the leadership of these anchors, Wen Jianyan walked forward.

As he walked, he looked at the surrounding environment calmly.

Although everything was very similar to the Xingwang Hotel where he was staying, as if it had been carved out of a mold, Wen Jianyan, as a person who had already firmly memorized the map in his mind, still found clues.

The pattern is different.

He turned his head and listened intently to the conversations of the anchors, trying to absorb information, while talking to a few anchors next to him who were clearly showing signs of softening from time to time, stealing information from their mouths.

Since Wen Jianyan knows too little about the current "Xingwang Hotel", and this dungeon has advanced to the later stage, most of the questions cannot be asked explicitly. More clues.

Even so, though, it's limited.

"By the way, there is something I'm curious about."

The anchor turned his head, his eyes fell on Wen Jianyan, and asked a little casually:

"Why are you wet?"

Wen Jianyan's pupils shrank, almost showing a look of astonishment.

He habitually controlled his reaction, and quickly turned his eyes around the people in front of him - each of them was dry and clean, without any trace of rain.

Even after changing out of wet clothes, the hair should not dry out immediately.

That is to say...

An extremely unexpected conclusion emerged.

—In the real copy of the Prosperous Hotel, there is no rain.

Wen Jianyan raised her hand, pulled her wet hair behind her ear, and said softly:

"This is a side effect of the props I activated. Covering the whole body with water film can cover up the smell of living people on my body, so I can walk out of that street alive."

"Oh." The anchor nodded, obviously accepted the answer, and didn't ask any more questions.

At this time, a group of people had arrived at the elevator entrance.

One of them raised his hand and pressed the up button of the elevator, and they began to wait for the elevator to arrive.

Wen Jianyan stood at the end of the line, lowering his eyes slightly to cover the complicated look in his eyes.

Until now, Wen Jianyan only understood two pieces of information:

First, to be able to advance the dungeon unlocking rate to "100", there is only a so-called "ceremony", and the holding of the ceremony is obviously related to the street leading to another world, otherwise, these anchors would not information time. Give such an exact response.

second…

The "rain" that existed as a key element in the fake [Prosperous Hotel] did not exist in the initial level copy at the beginning...

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"I'm stupid, I seem to know why I think these people look familiar..."

"Um?"

"I caress, I care, I care!"

"Uh-huh?"

"But it's not right... They should have died long ago..."

"Say something quickly, don't be a riddle!"

Soon, only a "ding" was heard, and the elevator arrived.

The elevator door opened in front of several people.

Surprisingly, however, the elevator wasn't empty.

Several anchors came out of the elevator.

Several people showed unexpected expressions: "Captain!"

The leading man nodded.

He was tall, almost oppressively tall.

His expression was tired, but his brows and eyes were still a little green, far less sophisticated and **** than in his memory.

At the end of the line, Wen Jianyan's pupils shrank.

He quickly lowered his eyes, hiding the shocked look in his eyes.

Among the [Prosperity Dungeon] that was closed midway, the team leader who is about to hit the Platinum achievement is actually...

Hugo.

Chapter end