Welcome to the Nightmare Live Chapter 403

Chapter 403

There was a dead silence in bedroom 504.

The light in the corridor penetrated through the cracks in the door and the windows half-covered by newspapers, and fell into the dark bedroom, barely illuminating the gloomy and damp figure in front of him.

"Heck, heck."

The sound of bones rubbing against each other echoed in the dead bedroom.

"Li Cha" stood with his back to Wen Jianyan, turned his head little by little, and turned his head slowly.

Wen Jianyan held his breath, he heard his heart beating wildly, cold sweat dripped from his palms, and he couldn't help but cling to the door panel.

Under the dim light, with the slow turning of the head, he gradually saw the blistered white ears, slightly swollen and discolored cheeks, and...

【Don't read any further】

Suddenly, without warning, a line of words dripping with blood and magnified and bold jumped into my mind.

It was written on the dormitory wall.

With the completion of the "homework after class", it was scratched into the flesh between his chest and abdomen bit by bit.

Accompanied by a strong, deadly sense of crisis, Wen Jianyan's heart twitched violently, and he hardly had time to think too much.

Driven by the instinct of the body, he subconsciously closed his eyes forcefully.

"Heck, heck."

The sound of bones rubbing against each other continued, and then finally stopped.

The bedroom suddenly fell into dead silence.

In the darkness, Wen Jianyan's rapid and unsteady breathing echoed. He closed his eyes tightly, with his thin eyelids covering his slightly trembling eyeballs.

Boom, boom, boom.

The heart beat violently against the ribs, and the sound of blood rushing could be heard in the ears.

Under the stimulation of the cold air, a layer of goose bumps appeared on the skin.

Wen Jianyan gritted her teeth, restraining herself from any subconscious stress reactions.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

Ten seconds passed.

There was still a dead silence in the ears, only the sound of water droplets falling on the ground could be heard.

Apparently, he guessed right.

They really can't look at each other.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

Now, the items in the nightmare cannot be used, that is to say, in this case, apart from relying on his teammates, I am afraid that only the activation talent is left.

But the problem is, even if his cheap roommates are not dismissed, Wen Jianyan is quite sure that the possibility of them being useful in this situation is not high.

Could it be... using talent?

Thinking of this, Wen Jianyan's mind became more active.

After all, as one of the official members of the secret council, he now has the privilege that no other anchor can have. He can use the talent multiple times in the dungeon, and even the cooling time is greatly shortened.

No, no.

Now is not the time to take shortcuts.

Wen Jianyan frowned, and quickly shook off the thought.

Not to mention that all talents have a price, the point is that there is no turning point at all.

This kind of situation where props cannot be used has not been encountered before. You must know that they have experienced similar situations when they were in the "professional class" before, that is to say, the situation he is encountering now, It is a necessary mechanism of the copy, not some kind of accident stimulated by his behavior.

That also means...

It must have a way around the rules.

What could it be?

While Wen Jianyan was contemplating, suddenly, he heard another sound in the dead silence in front of him.

It was as if something wet was slowly wriggling and rubbing.

"Tick tock, tick tock."

Although there were no footsteps, the strange thing was that the sound of water dripping seemed to be getting closer.

Wen Jianyan was startled, and subconsciously stepped back, his heel hit the door panel, making a "boom".

Only then did he realize that the bedroom door was closed behind him, and there was almost no way to escape.

"Tick tock, tick tock."

After losing sight, other senses become sharpened.

Wen Jianyan heard the sound of water droplets approaching, the skin on his face felt the approaching coolness, and the tip of his nose smelled the familiar smell of fishy tide.

In the dark, human imagination is also stimulated to the maximum.

It's almost like...

"Li Cha"'s face stretched out in front of his own, as if there was only less than a centimeter left of his skin.

Wen Jianyan's hairs stood on end, but his brain was still running fast.

The sound of wetness is close at hand.

This situation...

Seems to have happened before.

In the next second, a flash of light seemed to be awakened in the brain.

"Teacher Sun!"

Wen Jianyan raised his hand, his eyes were closed tightly, his face was pale, but he calmly and calmly said something that was extremely inconsistent with the current atmosphere: "I beg to go to the bathroom!"

Immediately afterwards, everything fell silent.

Whether it was the sound of water dripping or the sound of wet things wriggling, they all disappeared, replaced by boundless silence.

Wen Jianyan closed her eyes, stretched out her hand tentatively, and touched in front of her face.

The fingertips touched the hard and cold edges.

Like a desk.

He carefully raised his eyelids and looked out.

What appeared in front of Wen Jianyan was no longer the narrow and dark dormitory 504, but an old and empty classroom. Teacher Sun stood on the podium with the same smile on his face, but His eyes were very cold.

The projector was spinning silently behind it, and the screen showing [Pause] flickered on the dirty curtain.

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"I'm stupid?? There's still this kind of operation!!"

Wen Jianyan's clothes were already soaked in sweat and blood, and they were tightly stuck to his back. His face was pale and his forehead was sweaty, making him look very embarrassed.

He let out a long sigh of relief, and slumped down on one of the chairs with some exhaustion.

it is as expected.

He realized in the elective course of [Movie Appreciation] that the duration of each class is very short, and the threats given are basically difficult to kill. It can even be said that the movie was choked as soon as the threat appeared. It's broken, and they don't have time to use each of them for a "rest opportunity".

So when should it be used?

Before being pulled into the previous scene, Wen Jianyan hadn't thought of this, but after entering the [real movie scene], he heard a voice very similar to the previous movie appreciation class, and he suddenly had an idea Now.

Since the so-called "toilet" break cannot be used in the real film class, will this opportunity be reserved for "homework"?

As it turns out, it really can.

At this moment, Teacher Sun standing above the podium had a stiff and strange smile on his face, and reminded him in a cold tone:

"The bathroom break is only five minutes, please don't waste your time."

Wen Jianyan stood up, thought for a while, and sat back down again.

He blinked, looked at Teacher Sun, raised his hand to expose his sweaty black hair to his white forehead, and asked innocently:

"Teacher, don't you mind if I use this time to make up my homework?"

Teacher Sun:"…"

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"Hahahahaha!"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, what a loss!"

His voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth: "...don't mind."

"Thank you, teacher." Wen Jianyan smiled, and quickly removed the backpack that had been hanging on his arm from the beginning, and took out the cold draft paper and pen from it.

He had the last three hundred words left.

In the empty classroom, there was a "rustling" sound when paper and pen rubbed against each other.

Wen Jianyan was lying in front of the desk, quick in thinking, quick to write, and quickly completed her "extracurricular homework".

On the podium, although the smile at the corner of Mr. Sun's mouth did not change, his complexion became obviously much uglier, and he began to lower his head frequently to check the remaining time for "going to the bathroom".

Finally, with less than 30 seconds left before the break, Wen Jianyan wrote the last word of the whole post-review, and even completed a beautiful pen practice.

A familiar system sound came from my ear:

【Ding! Congratulations on completing the homework for this "Film Appreciation" lesson! 】

Wen Jianyan let out a long breath, put everything back into his backpack, then walked straight to the podium not far away with the draft paper in his hand.

On the podium, the smile on Teacher Sun's face completely disappeared for the first time.

He stood there expressionless, with cold eyes, staring at Wen Jianyan in front of him.

The young man was tall and straight, the white shirt on his body was half wet, and there were scarlet blood stains on it. His face was a little pale due to blood loss, and his black hair wet with sweat was brushed back. , but at this moment brought a rare aggression.

"Teacher," Wen Jianyan smiled, handed over the draft paper, and said lightly, "It should be possible to hand in homework in advance, right?"

With a gloomy face, Teacher Sun stretched out his hand slowly, and took the draft paper over.

The title was written in large letters on the draft paper:

"My Thoughts on Watching "Brave Richard": On Why Don't Be Too Brave in Horror Movies"

Under such circumstances, the title seems particularly comical.

"Goodbye, teacher." Wen Jianyan waved to him with a smile, threw the backpack back on her shoulder, then turned and walked out of the classroom.

Even though he raised his hand to open the classroom door, he could still feel that the other party's gaze was still on his back, as if it could burn two holes in his skin.

Wen Jianyan walked out of the classroom door without changing his pace.

In the next second, the scene was reversed.

"Ring ring ring!!"

The bell rang loudly.

Wen Jianyan opened his eyes, and what he saw was the gray mosquito net and the complete dirty ceiling above the mosquito net.

He froze for a moment, only half a beat behind to realize that after handing in their homework, they finally left the weird scene before and returned to the real Yuying Comprehensive University.

"Buzz buzz!"

The moment Wen Jianyan woke up, the phone under the pillow began to buzz.

Apparently, his other teammates also woke up from the forced sleep and began to care whether he was safe now.

Wen Jianyan leaned on the side of the bed, and groped under the pillow, ready to reply.

"hiss!"

However, just as he stood up, he suddenly sucked in a breath of cold air.

It hurts!

Wen Jianyan lowered her head and glanced at herself.

The wound left in the previous movie scene also followed him back, and the dark red blood seeped out of the clothes, and the hideous wound carved into the flesh was stimulated by sweat, and was still in severe pain.

Wen Jianyan grinned and raised her eyes, looking at the blood strip above her head.

The blood bar remained at 50 points.

day.

It's almost half gone.

While Wen Jianyan was checking his blood, a surprised voice came from under the bed:

"...are we out?"

"I'm going, it's really coming out!"

Brother Hu and Abao climbed out of bed, stood up, and looked at the familiar dormitory before them. For the first time, they felt that the old and dirty interior was so friendly.

"Fuck, just now... I was really scared to death..."

Ah Bao let out a long breath, with a look of shock still on his face.

"Speaking of which, how did we do it? ... Is it because there is enough time?"

"I don't know..."

Several people shook their heads, showing some puzzled expressions, and seemed to have no clue about their sudden solution.

"Hey, wait a minute." Suddenly, the swamp seemed to realize something, he hurried forward a few steps, raised his hand and lifted the mosquito net on the bed below Wen Jianyan, the joy on his face gradually froze and was replaced by solemnity.

"Where's the weasel?"

A few people were taken aback, and turned their heads to look at the weasel's bed.

There was nothing in the mosquito net, and the quilt was still spread out, but the person who was lying in it disappeared at some point.

"I don't know..." Brother Hu rubbed the back of his head, wondering, "He didn't seem to be in danger with us, where did he go?"

Is it gone?

It's not impossible, after all, the other party was indeed able to get out of the forced sleep state during the course of the professional class...

But the question is, where did he go?

Several people looked at each other, all showing blank expressions.

No one knows the answer.

"Hey!" Brother Hu suddenly slapped his forehead, and suddenly raised his head to look at the upper bunk, "Brother, are you out yet? Are you okay?"

The mosquito net on the upper bunk swayed.

Wen Jianyan poked his head out and said weakly, "It's okay..."

Several people breathed a sigh of relief.

"But I think your complexion is not very good?" Brother Hu noticed Wen Jianyan's pale face, and asked concerned, "Is there something wrong?"

Wen Jianyan: "It's okay, thank you Brother Hu."

He smiled shyly: "It's just the first time I saw that kind of scene before, and I was frightened."

His face was pale, his forehead was wet with sweat, and his long eyelashes drooped, leaving fragile shadows on his face. No matter how he looked, he looked like a timid and inexperienced rookie.

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"Act, you continue to act!!"

After receiving all the love and sympathy from her roommates, Wen Jianyan treated the wound on her body briefly, stopped the bleeding with medicine exchanged from the system store, and took painkillers. Because of the mechanism, the blood bar on his body showed no signs of recovery.

Wen Jianyan jumped out of bed and glanced at the empty lower bunk.

It seems that the weasel did what he thought, and indeed entered the branch line related to the society, but he didn't know if he had successfully cleared the level or if he was still alive.

He sighed with some regret.

it's a pity.

If the weasel hadn't disappeared, he would be able to unite with his teammates to organize a perfect kidnapping and "understand" the operation mechanism of the social system in this dungeon.

After a simple wash, Wen Jianyan picked up his backpack and left the dormitory.

Soon, he arrived at the location that he had just agreed upon in the group chat.

Downstairs in the dormitory, under the wall with the "Welcome Freshmen" banner, Tangerine Tang and his group were already waiting there. The moment they saw Wen Jianyan, their eyes lit up.

Su Cheng looked Wen Jianyan up and down, and he was relieved after confirming that he was not missing an arm or a leg:

"It's fine."

Yun Bilan's eyes fell on Wen Jianyan's face, and she frowned: "But isn't your complexion a bit too bad?"

Wen Jianyan smiled and expressed his gratitude to his team members for their concern.

Orange Tang lazily leaned against the wall, as if she was not surprised by Wen Jianyan's safe return. She raised her eyebrows: "Is it over?"

"Um."

Wen Jianyan nodded.

"How, what happened?" Tangerine straightened up and approached curiously.

Next, Wen Jianyan briefly described his experience last night, and then concluded:

"...In short, this is basically the way to pass the movie appreciation course. Just re-enter the movie and try to write 1,500 words of impressions. And every 500 words will give the host a way to leave. If Realizing that you can't support it, you can choose to leave through this passage.

During this process, monsters will become more aggressive as your blood volume decreases, and there will also be breakthrough attacks that cannot be resisted, but can be avoided by using loopholes in the rules. "

"After the homework is handed in, the credits earned from the electives can be used as you like."

Wen Jianyan took out her student card and waved it in front of several people.

On the student card, the credits that originally indicated that they could not be used to exchange for the qualification to withdraw from school have changed their ownership at this moment. They are no longer just used temporarily, but belong to him permanently.

Tangerine Candy blew a gentle whistle:

"Wow, that's amazing!"

Although she had already expected that with Wen Jianyan's ability, it would be easy to survive under such a dungeon difficulty, but she really did not guess that Wen Jianyan not only survived with all his needs and tails And even overtaking on a curve, in addition to thoroughly understanding the rules of the whole class, he also directly completed the homework that others can only complete after entering the movie three times—

Even though Tangerine Candy is a senior anchor of the same level as him, when he sees such a record, he still feels very surprised and impressive.

"However, when writing after-views, there will also be an unavoidable blood deduction mechanism."

Wen Jianyan shrugged helplessly, and told about the wounds on his body as the word count increased.

"You mean...wounds are words?"

Upon hearing the clue, Orange Tang's eyes lit up.

She took a sudden step forward, grabbed Wen Jianyan's shirt hem and tried to lift it up, "Hurry up, let me see!"

Wen Jianyan was startled, and hurriedly grabbed her clothes to prevent them from being torn apart by Orange Candy's unhappiness, and retreated nervously: "Wait, this, isn't it suitable here?"

Behind them are the anchors who left the dormitory to "go to school". They seemed to have noticed the movement here, and they all cast strange eyes.

"Too."

Tangerine Candy let go of her hand angrily.

"Just wait a minute."

"Wait a minute, you said there will be an unavoidable blood deduction mechanism?" Yun Bilan was stunned, as if she noticed something, she frowned, "Then how much blood do you have now?"

Wen Jianyan: "Fifty."

Ten blood points will be deducted for every three hundred words, and fifty points will be deducted for every fifteen hundred words.

A full half of the blood bar.

Although it will not cause death immediately, Wen Jianyan can clearly feel his physical strength drop as the blood bar is discounted. His eyes are darkened, as if he has lost too much blood, and he has cold hands and feet, and he is weak. Even if the wound can be healed Temporary hemostasis, but no tendency to heal.

Tangerine Candy was taken aback.

She seemed to have thought of something, turned her head slowly, and her thoughtful eyes fell on Wen Jianyan.

Wen Jianyan's hair was all over her body when she looked at her: "...Huh?"

Tangerine Tang lowered her head and rummaged in her backpack. Soon, she took out a tight plastic package, which contained an overnight cold bun.

She handed the bun over, her eyes sparkling:

"Come on, have a taste?"

Wen Jianyan: "..."

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"Hahahahahahahahahaha!"

"I knew it was you! Unlucky little mouse!!"

Chapter end