Welcome to the Nightmare Live Chapter 381

Chapter 381

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"Isn't it? Are you doing this again?"

"This is the second time the gentlemen have threatened the anchor with their teammates. Really, can't they change to a new trick? I'm tired of you if you don't get tired of it."

"That's right, thanks to my expectation of Black's methods, this is the result?"

"Because the times have changed! Didn't you realize that Black is now forced to have no cards to play?"

"Indeed, this wave of anchors can be regarded as directly stealing the house, and they also supplemented the stock of Mingbi, which is basically invincible. As long as the time is up, you can activate the props and use them that have been prepared for a long time. Soul props, achieved Platinum Achievement, completed the dungeon."

"Damn, it seems to be true."

"Looking at it this way, if Black wants to win, he has to repeat the old trick."

"Oh, but there is no way, this old-fashioned method is useful."

"The opponent has completely grasped the anchor's weakness... What a pity."

In the dead silence, the two sides confronted each other.

The faint red light at the front desk flickered, behind, the long tables in the banquet hall were shrouded in darkness.

There was a strong rancid smell in the air, making it hard to breathe.

Everyone's face was covered by a mask, and no one's expression could be seen. However, when the atmosphere was already heavy, swords were on the verge of breaking out, and an invisible undercurrent surged in the air.

Tick, tick.

Time passed silently.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the deadline on the contract was reached—the last three minutes of the banquet.

Before that, Wen Jianyan was not allowed to use the most critical item, but as soon as the time limit is reached, this invisible shackle will be lifted, as long as he still has this item at this time, then, as long as the In the last step, he can duplicate Platinum and pass the level successfully.

No one watches this time more closely than a gentleman.

Under his gaze, the second hand pointed to the highest point, and then slowly moved away again—Wen Jianyan didn't move.

The gentleman withdrew his gaze and breathed a sigh of relief.

very good.

When the time limit stipulated in the contract was reached, the other party still hadn't activated the item, which meant that they had made the right bet, and the other party's actions had begun to hesitate because of their actions.

Not far away, the opponent stood motionless, his mask covering all his expressions, and he seemed unmoved, but the gentleman knew that as long as the opponent did not activate the props at the first time, the next three In a few minutes, there will be no more chances.

no way.

This is the consequence of exposing one's weakness to the enemy.

As long as there is an opportunity, it will definitely be used.

So what? So what if there is no bottom line? Just being able to win is enough.

"How can I be sure that you really caught them?" The voice came from under the other party's mask.

"how?"

The gentleman asked unhurriedly, "Don't you believe it?"

"Do I need to think of some way to make them speak up?"

As the gentleman's voice fell, one of them was roughly pushed to the ground, and a member of the black team kicked him violently in the stomach, and the man curled up in pain, letting out a familiar muffled groan.

It's yellow hair.

"Continue." Anis said with a dark smile under the mask.

The gentleman asked mildly:

"Or should I take off the mask of one of them and let you confirm?"

"No need."

Wen Jianyan said quickly.

Under the mask, the gentleman showed a satisfied smile. He withdrew his hand and turned to Wen Jianyan: "It seems that you don't need me to say more, do you?"

The other party didn't answer immediately, and fell into silence.

"I think you already know what kind of deal I'm going to propose."

the gentleman said,

"I'll save you the trouble of explaining."

He stretched out his hand: "Leave it to me."

The minute hand starts to move.

There are still two minutes left before the end of the banquet.

Not far away, the other party was still standing still, his eyes flickering under the holes in the mask, as if he was struggling.

I don't know if it's because too much time has passed, or because the dungeon is coming to an end, and the temperature in the banquet hall has dropped even lower. Behind, the entire banquet hall has been completely shrouded in darkness, and there are bursts of footsteps. For once, they weren't just wandering aimlessly anymore.

Quite the opposite.

This time, they seem to have the same destination.

If someone's sight can penetrate this bottomless darkness, they will be able to see that countless stiff and cold figures are gradually gathering together, walking slowly and neatly towards the front desk, and here at the very front of the group of ghosts , it was that terrifying woman in white.

The black team obviously also realized that something was wrong.

They heard the sound of approaching footsteps coming from the darkness, and their nerves suddenly tensed up.

"Delay is useless."

Seeing that Wen Jianyan didn't respond for a long time, Anis obviously became irritable, "You don't think that you can turn defeat into victory if you drag those ghosts around."

He smiled coldly twice: "Don't think about it, even if it is like this, your teammates will die faster than everyone else, don't waste any more time, otherwise..."

As he spoke, Anis walked towards one of them.

It was the only female member who wore the [001] badge on her chest.

It's Yunbilan.

Anis put his finger on the other's shoulder:

"I remember, she seems to have died once? If this time—"

"Wait a moment!"

The other party took a sudden step forward, and his voice was obviously tense.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, and the voice seemed to be squeezed out from between the teeth:

"…All right."

"Let them go, I agree."

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"…well."

"well!"

"Oh, no surprise."

"It's really a pity, victory is so close!!"

"You don't mind completing all this with a contract?" The gentleman smiled, "After all, you also know that based on some of your previous performances, we also need some..."

He paused and added:

"Assure."

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"Grass, this is indeed a misfortune, and I already have experience."

"Laughing to death, be prepared for any danger, right?"

"Fortunately, the host left his paintings in that gallery..."

"Wait a minute, did he stay?"

"I don't know, I have no impression."

"I do not have either."

"I just flipped through the replays. When he was in the gallery, he really didn't do anything to leave any paintings, unless he left a portrait during the time when he was disconnected. Then, if this game goes wrong, He really is gone."

"!! Isn't it?!"

Just as the live broadcast room was in chaos, in the darkness, the footsteps were approaching, and the pale faces were looming.

"how do you say?"

Anis took a step forward and asked more urgently.

Wen Jianyan gritted her teeth and took a deep breath: "...OK."

"However, I have one condition."

"What?"

"I want to get all your ghost coins." Wen Jianyan said.

"Huh?" Anis frowned.

The dungeon has already reached this point, so why do you need Mingbi?

"Can."

The gentleman spoke.

Among all the people, he was the only one who was the first to realize what Wen Jianyan wanted Mingbi for.

Wen Jianyan had previously reached an agreement with all the other red anchors, as long as the anchors died in pvp, they could be resurrected by him. However, due to his disappearance, the battle situation was turned upside down. Fang suffered heavy losses, and relying solely on the number of ghost coins in the hands of one party, it is impossible to save everyone.

But now, there is obviously only one way for Wen Jianyan to ask them for Mingbi.

save people.

Soon, an agreement was reached.

At this time, there was only one minute left before the end of the banquet.

The gentleman stepped forward and took the dark box from Wen Jianyan's hand.

He opens the box.

Inside is a shining bead.

Obviously, this is the key item that is condensed by the soul.

The gentleman is not worried about what the other party will do in this matter, after all, this has been confirmed by the contract.

but…

Just in case, it's better to keep it handy.

He turned his head and said to the person behind him, "You come."

The man lowered his head, as if he had activated some props, and soon he raised his head: "The red party didn't leave any important props in his hands."

"Very good." The gentleman smiled, took out a stack of coins from his pocket, and handed it to Wen Jianyan decisively:

"Pleasant cooperation."

Wen Jianyan took the coin and handed it to the mat behind.

Xi Zi was stunned, as if he realized the other party's intention to give him the Ming coins. Holding the pile of Ming coins, he turned and rushed towards the front desk - hurry up and save as many teammates as possible!

The gentleman glanced at the back of the mat, shook his head, and sighed in a low voice:

"It's really soft."

He smiled and said, "It will kill you."

After finishing speaking, the gentleman held the props and retreated gracefully: "In that case, see you later."

In the darkness, the figures of the residents have emerged.

The leader was the woman in white.

After leaving behind the controlled red team members, the black team left quickly and disappeared into the darkness.

Obviously, they also know how dangerous these residents are, and they don't want to stay here and continue to have conflicts with them.

The woman in white got closer and closer.

Wen Jianyan stood still, with cold sweat dripping down his back, and his heart beating wildly in his chest.

The cold air gradually approached.

"What should I do?!" One of the red anchors asked anxiously.

"There is no need to conflict with them!" Otherwise, there is a high probability of death.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and uttered a word: "Wait."

He counted the seconds in his mind.

There are still twenty seconds left before the end of the banquet.

A few steps away, the woman in white stopped without warning, turned around little by little, and walked in another direction.

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, apparently not understanding what was going on.

Wen Jianyan didn't relax his vigilance, on the contrary, he became even more nervous. He clenched his teeth, tensed his muscles, and waited.

There are still ten seconds left before the end of the banquet.

five seconds.

When it was about to end, suddenly, a familiar mechanical sound sounded in everyone's ears:

【Ding! Congratulations to the black host for completing the main task of the dungeon, and the story unlocking rate of Xingwang Hotel has reached 100%! Win this faction against Ben! 】

[The red party anchor failed and could not get the reward share of this live broadcast, please make persistent efforts next time! 】

[The copy is closing...]

The red light goes off.

The darkness dissipated.

The banquet hall began to slowly appear in front of everyone.

Just like before the end of every copy before, the system counts down with an emotionless voice:

【100, 99, 98...】

All the red team seemed a bit in a trance.

lost.

Sure enough, I lost.

Yun Bilan and the others stood where they were, not recovering for a long time.

...lost?

Isn't Wen Jianyan...

However, the protagonist at the center of the storm just let out a long sigh of relief,

It was as if a tight string all over his body had been relaxed, and all the previous tension had been left behind. Wen Jianyan took a step back slowly, leaning against the wall, and took off his hand with one hand, as if losing strength. face mask.

Under the mask was a handsome face.

His forehead was pale and sweaty, his eyelashes were drooping, and he looked tired and...relaxed?

Yun Bilan walked over quickly, grabbed Wen Jianyan's collar with her fingers, pressed him against the wall viciously, suppressed her voice, and asked through gritted teeth:

"How is this going?"

She tore off the mask, a pair of red eyes flickered in the darkness, and said ruthlessly:

"Why did Snow White tell us not to resist?!"

minutes ago.

A few people from the red team left the front desk and started a new round of service.

"Don't worry," Yun Bilan said slowly, watching the darkness that gradually began to spread, "Our mission this time is very simple—don't die."

Under the mask, her expression was as cold as ever.

They have a very clear understanding of their tasks.

Wen Jianyan is not dead.

And the key, the props that can change the situation of the battle are on his body, so what they need to do next is just [survive].

Could not stay at the front desk.

If they stay in the front stage of "no infighting", it is equivalent to forcing Black into a situation where he has to take any extreme measures. If they really succeed, then, when the banquet hall is full of light, the outcome will be decided. becomes very predictable.

If they want to survive successfully, entering the darkness and starting the last round of service is their best choice.

What's more, Bai Xue was in their team.

This shouldn't be too difficult.

Sure enough, everything went as expected.

Although the black side's offensive is fierce, it is almost impossible to parry, and their action area has been rapidly compressed, but even so, they can still avoid almost every fatal attack. The utilization of the situation is simply perfect.

They are weak but cunning.

Just like their captain.

until-

For some unknown reason, there were countless footsteps in the darkness, and Black's desire to attack became urgent and strong.

"Stop."

During this process, Bai Xue, who always only opened her mouth when asked a question, suddenly took the initiative to speak.

Everyone was startled.

stop?

What does this refer to?

"Don't resist," Bai Xue said slowly, "They won't kill us."

After speaking, he fell silent again.

The moment Bai Xue's voice fell, the sound of Black Fang's approaching footsteps could be heard in the darkness.

Yun Bilan and Chen Mo looked at each other and gritted their teeth.

…Oh well.

So, they resisted symbolically, and then were successfully controlled.

But even so, they are all very clear, after all, Bai Xue is the only anchor among them who has the ability to predict, and, in this entire dungeon, he has shown an almost terrifying ability.

In other words, all of this may be for better survival and victory.

With such expectations, they were escorted back to the front desk.

The moment they saw Wen Jianyan, they were undoubtedly excited.

Sure enough, he didn't die!

They knew that this guy was impossible to die!

However, what happened next easily exceeded their expectations.

Their lives were used as bargaining chips, and Wen Jianyan was threatened to hand over the props.

Yun Bilan and the others waited.

They believe that this should also be one of the opponent's tricks, just like countless times before-at a certain critical moment, Wen Jianyan will show more hole cards as if by magic, and crack the trick that they saw at the time. It seems that there is no hope of survival and dead end.

They wait.

Wait until the contract is completed.

Wait until Black leaves.

until-

Mechanical sounds began to ring in my ears.

declared their failure.

Yun Bilan could hardly believe her ears.

What?

The copy is over?

Red side failed?

meaning is…

There is no conspiracy, no hidden cards, everything is as it was when they saw it?

What's worse, they are even the direct cause of this scene.

If they hadn't been caught so easily and become a bargaining chip used to threaten Wen Jianyan, the other party would not have been forced to come to a situation where they had nowhere to go and had to take out props to make a deal with the black side.

After realizing this, Yun Bilan's heart stirred up huge waves, and her fingers tightened subconsciously.

"Wait a moment…"

Wen Jianyan was pinched a little out of breath.

It has to be said that when Yun Bilan was angry, her strength was several times stronger than that of ordinary people, and Wen Jianyan felt that she could not even exert her strength on her feet.

"You, let me go first..."

Not far away, Bai Xue also took off her mask, revealing that indifferent face that had lost all color but was never expressionless.

"Or,"

Yun Bilan maintained the posture of pinching Wen Jianyan, and slowly turned her head to look. Surrounded by countless thorns, a pair of red eyes looked extremely dangerous.

"He was Black Fang's insider from the beginning?"

That's why they give wrong information at critical moments and lead them astray.

Wen Jianyan winked at a few people in the distance.

Chen Mo and the others just woke up like a dream, hurried forward a few steps, and pulled Yun Bilan away forcibly: "Calm down, calm down, at least give the captain a chance to speak."

Wen Jianyan breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand to touch his throat, and said:

"Come on, let's leave the banquet hall first."

What?

leave here?

Everyone was stunned.

The countdown is still broadcasting.

【50, 49, 48...】

In other words, there is less than a minute left, and this dungeon will be completely over. What are you going to do now when you leave the banquet hall? ? ?

Is there any point? ?

"Don't stand still!"

Before the words fell, Wen Jianyan ran out of the banquet hall with the flexibility he was good at, and threw a few words from a distance:

"Follow!"

Chapter end