Welcome to the Nightmare Live Chapter 427

Chapter Four Hundred and Twenty Seven

Hearing this, Wen Jianyan's pupils shrank slightly.

He turned away.

On the right side, there was an overly familiar figure in the place that should have been vacant.

It's a witch candle.

He propped his chin with one hand, and stared at him for a moment, as if this was his seat early in the morning.

In the slightly shaking and disintegrated field of vision, those golden eyes are particularly clear, like a big snake lurking in the darkness, staring intently at its prey.

However, as soon as his eyes met, Wen Jianyan almost looked away immediately.

…Oh no.

He took a deep breath slowly, trying to calm down his heartbeat that suddenly accelerated.

As expected, what happened before happened again.

When the San value drops to a certain level, hallucinations and auditory hallucinations will appear, and for him... this part of the illusion is obviously very limited.

However, this also means that his current situation has become very dangerous.

There are still fifteen minutes left before the ideological and moral class, and he cannot directly start an unknown subject in this state.

Wen Jianyan's movements were subtle and quick. He opened the backpack, groped in with his fingers, and quickly found the mineral water bottle.

He calculated quickly in his mind.

With the current amount in the mineral water bottle, it should be able to feed back more than 60% of his san value, and at the same time there is still—

Next to the ear, Wu Zhu's voice came again, interrupting Wen Jianyan's thoughts:

"You don't want to see me that much?"

He seemed to be dissatisfied, but his tone couldn't be heard.

The shadow on the right seems to be closer.

The cold breath approached and passed gently, the fluff on the young man's side face was aroused to stand up, and small bumps floated up.

Wen Jianyan's drooping eyelashes trembled, but his expression remained calm, as if he hadn't been affected in the slightest, only the movements in his hands sped up a little.

Just after taking out the mineral water, suddenly, a cold voice came from the upper left side:

"Drinking water is not allowed in the lecture hall."

Wen Jianyan was startled, and subconsciously turned her head to look.

I don't know when it started, a member of the student union with a red armband on his arm stood aside, elusive, like a silent shadow.

The people around were obviously also unaware of his approach, they were all taken aback the moment he made the sound, and all showed expressions of shock and vigilance.

Student council members are indifferent to the reactions of others.

He just lowered his pale, bloodless face, and stared at Wen Jianyan with dull, gloomy eyes—to be precise, at the mineral water bottle in his hand. His eyes were motionless, which was inexplicably creepy.

"..." Wen Jianyan pursed her lower lip, smiled naturally, and lowered the mineral water bottle in her hand, "Sorry."

Before the student looked away, Wen Jianyan spoke again:

"Excuse me, are you only allowed to drink water? Or?"

"All eating is not allowed."

The student council member replied.

"Otherwise?" Wen Jianyan asked calmly.

The student union members did not answer, but turned around and walked towards the back of the lecture theater.

Not far away, another member of the student union with an armband on his arm was walking around on the other side, as if patrolling and investigating, looking for more "violations".

Seeing this, Wen Jianyan suddenly understood, this is why there are other members of the student union inside the classroom, even though there is already a student union at the door of the lecture hall.

— to spy on them.

As long as you enter the lecture hall, you can no longer use any props in the instance to replenish your status.

"it's a pity,"

Wu Zhu's voice sounded, but he didn't sound sorry at all.

"It seems that you can't get rid of me for the time being."

After the members of the student union walked away, Su Cheng withdrew his gaze and looked at Wen Jianyan with some concern:

"What's wrong? Do you...do you need to add san value?"

Wen Jianyan's eyes were still fixed on the backs of the members of the student union, and he nodded slightly.

Ahead, Tangerine Candy was obviously keeping an eye on what was going on on their side.

She narrowed her eyes and looked sideways at Wen Jianyan:

"Is it because of the previous club member?"

"Yes." Wen Jianyan said in a low voice.

While being alienated, the members of the community obviously also have some kind of ability that can be used outside the scene, causing the san value of the anchor to drop.

It's almost the same as the monster in the dungeon.

If it wasn't for the weasel, he wouldn't have hallucinations and auditory hallucinations so quickly.

Tangerine Candy's expression turned a bit hostile: "...It seems that he is still cheap."

"How about, we'll watch over it for you, and while the student council member is walking away, or when his back is turned to this side, you can secretly drink it?"

At this moment, Tian Ye who was sitting behind him said in a low voice.

However, on the right, a completely different voice sounded, hauntingly echoing in Wen Jianyan's ear: "Good idea, but I suggest not to try it."

Wen Jianyan turned a deaf ear.

He lowered his head, stroked the bottle of mineral water with his fingers, and after a few seconds of meditation, raised his head and said:

"No."

Wen Jianyan had dealt with the dungeons in Nightmare too many times, and he knew that after a certain rule was announced, it was best not to have too many chances—especially when the dungeons were too obvious for them.

That's most likely a trap.

The members of the student union appeared too quickly and too quietly just now. It is very unreasonable for so many of them to notice each one.

Therefore, Wen Jianyan didn't think they could avoid surveillance so easily, and even if they could, they might pay a heavy price.

"A smart decision." It was Wu Zhu's voice again.

"..." Wen Jianyan raised her hand and pinched the bridge of her nose, her brows furrowed slightly.

"Is it serious?" Su Cheng frowned, looking at Wen Jianyan's expression, and asked.

Wen Jianyan twitched the corner of her mouth: "It's okay."

"Who are you lying to?" Wu Zhu said with a smile, "If it's not serious, you won't see me."

In the next second, Wen Jianyan felt his earlobe go cold, as if being caught by cold fingers.

He shrank subconsciously, and managed to restrain himself again.

Wu Zhu's voice was closer than before, with a cold breath passing by:

"If it's not serious, you won't feel me."

Tangerine Tang looked over, frowned, and said:

"Let's go out and talk."

"Then there is a high probability that you won't be able to come back." Wen Jianyan said.

It's still the same reason, no matter what, the dungeon will not leave such obvious flaws.

"So what?" Tangerine Candy rolled her eyes greatly, "At worst, I don't want credits for this class. Anyway, it's a compulsory course, so even if it's gone, it won't affect much."

Su Cheng nodded in agreement: "Indeed."

Although Yun Bilan didn't speak, she obviously had no objection to the decision of the other two.

Wen Jianyan: "..."

He didn't reply immediately, but just lowered his eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

After a few seconds, he raised his eyes:

"Where is Hugo, is there any news from him?"

Wen Jianyan felt that the ideological and moral course was different from other compulsory courses.

Maybe it's because the lecture theater it's in needs to be [find] to appear, or maybe it's because it's the last class of the week...

Anyway, something is wrong.

Wen Jianyan did not tell anyone what he thought, because he had no evidence, especially no definite evidence.

However, somewhere, something is telling him that something is different.

It is precisely because of this that Wen Jianyan is still unwilling to give up this compulsory course even though his San value has dropped to a dangerous point.

The news from Hugo has become a key factor affecting the overall situation.

Tangerine Tang took out her mobile phone and glanced at it secretly. Then, she raised her eyes and shook her head: "No."

Wen Jianyan clenched her teeth subconsciously.

If there is no movement from Hugo, this decision will be difficult.

"What do you want him for?"

A hallucinatory voice came from the side of my ear.

Immediately afterwards, Wen Jianyan felt his fingertips go cold, he looked down subconsciously, and saw a wide and pale hand hanging above his palm at some point, with cold fingertips hanging down as if pointing, Gently touching the root of his ring finger.

Under the fingertips is a cold and heavy ring like dark iron.

The scarlet snake's eyes shone in the darkness, as if silently watching him.

"I'm not with you all the time."

It was obviously a forgiving tone, but, inexplicably, a chill ran up her spine, making Wen Jianyan shiver subconsciously.

He moved aside calmly, raised his hand naturally, and placed his palm on the table.

There seemed to be a chuckle in his ear, and there seemed to be nothing but dead silence.

The other party's fingers didn't catch up, and Wen Jianyan didn't turn his head to look, but he knew that the shadow on the right side never disappeared, like a stain stuck deep in his mind, following him like a hallucination.

After a short thought, Wen Jianyan raised his eyes:

"No."

Su Chengcheng didn't hear what Qingwen Jianyan was saying, after a brief pause for a few seconds, he asked, "...what?"

Wen Jianyan raised his voice slightly, and said in a very calm and composed tone:

"I do not go."

"-ha?"

Tangerine Candy raised one eyebrow in disbelief as if meeting Wen Jianyan for the first time, "Are you stupid?"

Su Cheng didn't speak.

Yun Bilan frowned: "Do you know what you're talking about? If—"

However, before she could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by Wen Jianyan.

"Don't worry, I'm not out of my mind. I know my own situation." Wen Jianyan raised her lips and showed a casual smile. "I just wanted to add something before the battle just in case," Wen Jianyan shrugged. Shrugged, "If it doesn't work, forget it, it's not that I can't live without this." The young man said with a smile.

His face was slightly pale, but his eyes were calm and shrewd, without floating or wandering in the slightest.

The people in front of them paused.

Indeed, among all the people present, anyone could be said to be brainless, but Wen Jianyan was different.

He has climbed to this point only by relying on this overly clever and cunning brain.

Tangerine Tang's eyes fell on Wen Jianyan's eyes and the corners of his mouth, trying to find any trace of lying.

She failed unsurprisingly.

"you sure…?"

Tangerine Candy confirmed.

"Of course, if it's really that serious, why should I take the risk." Wen Jianyan said.

"It's just a compulsory class, isn't it?"

There were no holes in his rhetoric.

Tangerine Candy accepted.

"Okay, I trust your judgment," Tangerine Candy looked at him worriedly, and urged, "If you feel something is wrong, tell me right away, understand?"

Wen Jianyan nodded with a smile: "Understood."

However, Su Cheng and Yun Bilan were not so easy to fool. The two of them couldn't find any evidence that Wen Jianyan was lying—unfortunately, they themselves knew this.

No one knew better than them what a shrewd liar Wen Jianyan was.

They stared at Wen Jianyan all the time, and no one spoke first.

Wen Jianyan just pretended not to see it.

Wu Zhu could not hear the voice of the emotional change coming from the side of his ear.

"They really like you."

The cold feeling spread from the right side, Wen Jianyan felt that half of his body was immersed in ice water, but because of this, he could clearly feel the touch of the other party's fingers when they landed on his body.

"how about you?"

Wu Zhu asked.

Cold fingers climbed onto his side waist, caressing him one after another.

His voice is still the same as before:

"Who do you like better?"

Wen Jianyan: "..."

Hallucinations, just hallucinations.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, lowered his eyes, perfectly ignoring the existence of the shadow beside him.

He started thinking again.

That's right, unlike the understatement on his lips, his current san value has dropped very low, and it is already very close to the critical value. If there is a slight difference, it may be lost.

However, Wen Jianyan decided to follow her intuition...

Take a chance.

The course is repeated once a week. If you don't participate this time, you will have to wait until next Friday.

Absolutely not.

Not to mention whether this dungeon can last for another week, even if it can, as time goes by, when the danger level increases next Friday, this dungeon is likely to develop to S-level, or even SS, SSS-level. It was too scary. Wen Jianyan didn't think that at that time, they still had the ability to deal with the dangers that came one after another—especially if his premonition was correct.

And his hunches were always right.

…well, at least 80 percent correct.

Maybe sixty percent?

No, this is not the time to calculate probabilities.

Wen Jianyan forced himself to concentrate.

This is a side effect of the lowered san value. His thinking ability is like a rusty machine, and it can still function, but it is not smooth.

In short, he can't just look at the danger in front of him, but should pay more attention to the overall situation.

In any case, the overall situation is now in his favor.

His teammates are all in the best condition. Although he is slightly lacking, but fortunately, what he lacks is the san value. The monsters he attracts can be dealt with by his teammates, and he can also have a stronger perception of danger because of the reduction of the san value.

Even if he miscalculated—the morality course is indeed an ordinary compulsory course, and everyone will fall asleep in this class, and the san value will be deducted accordingly. He wants to spend his remaining 30 points If everything is cleared, the chances are not too high.

Of course, of course.

This possibility cannot be ignored either.

Wen Jianyan twiddled the Ouroboros ring on the base of his finger.

He hesitated.

Whether to "use" it.

If he really establishes contact with Wu Zhu, he is sure that this guy will not let him die—

But…

Wen Jianyan would not hesitate to buy an insurance policy for herself if it was a copy of [Prosperous Hotel].

He was born that way.

He was born to be good at exploiting any human - well, maybe not human - emotion, love, hate, anger, desire, admiration, everything.

As long as he can make things go where he wants, Wen Jianyan doesn't care what means he uses. He is a smart person with a brain and has a flexible moral bottom line.

It can't be said that the experience in [Xingwang Hotel] is anything special... At least Wen Jianyan doesn't feel that she has been changed in any way.

Even if there was, he would never admit it.

What's more, it doesn't.

Wen Jianyan increased the strength of her fingers.

It's just... how to describe it.

Yes.

It was the contact with Wu Zhu that made him feel the danger.

He has a natural instinct for danger, just like sharks are naturally familiar with the smell of blood in the sea, and birds can smell the precursors of storms.

In Wen Jianyan's imagination, the most perfect way to solve the incident is to return to the real world lightly after he has taken care of the Nightmare Live Broadcasting Room and destroyed it from the inside to the outside. Have fun with your own "future start-up capital".

But…

As time went by, Wen Jianyan had a vague premonition.

If it continues to be involved like this, it will be difficult for this matter to end as he expected.

This is why, after the dungeon ended, he avoided re-entering the ring, negotiating with his temporary "partners" of the same faction, and left in a hurry after a short contact, and, even though he was in Yuying Comprehensive University He had doubts many times in the dungeon, and until now, he hadn't entered even once.

Wen Jianyan lowered his eyes and stared at the small piece of desktop in front of him motionlessly, as if something on it firmly attracted his attention.

"Illusion" didn't make any more sound, as if it never appeared.

However, according to the moving shadow at the edge of the viewing angle, Wen Jianyan was sure that it never disappeared.

Wen Jianyan felt a headache.

He wasn't sure if it was because his current san value was too low, or because he was thinking too much about irrelevant things.

Unknowingly, Wen Jianyan's eyes slightly closed.

Like sleepy.

The fingertips that touch the surface of the Ouroboros are hot.

Warm, sticky, moist.

like...

After the hotel disappeared, in a deserted tomb, the finger holding the knife was pulled forward and deep, golden, hot blood poured out from the depths of the cold chest, and landed on his finger.

It's all so real, like it's happening again—

Suddenly, a clear pain pulled Wen Jianyan out of the overly real illusion, and he lowered his eyes in shock, looking at his fingers.

At some point, the fingertip touching the surface of the Ouroboros was cut open by the cold metal.

Wen Jianyan just woke up like a dream, and he hastily withdrew his hand, as if he had been burned.

His eyes were fixed on the ring.

The surface of ouroboros is smooth, only a pair of eyes are scarlet like blood.

Nothing happened.

He sucked his fingertips with a bit of skin, and tasted a familiar salty smell on his tongue.

Beside him, deep and shallow shadows were like clouds and mist, lingering around him lingeringly.

In the shadows, one can vaguely see the figure of the man appearing and disappearing.

is hallucination.

Or...it was Wu Zhu who appeared next to Wen Jianyan in a hallucinatory form while the ring host's mental binding ability was reduced.

Wu Zhu leaned over and moved closer.

From the beginning to the end, his eyes never took off from Wen Jianyan's body,

The smoky shadow was like his outstretched arms, enveloping Wen Jianyan in it.

At the moment when the Ouroboros cut through his fingertips and sucked away the drop of blood, a faint red light flashed in the man's golden eyes, which seemed to be slightly solidified.

He smiled silently.

You like me more.

While Wen Jianyan was in doubt, suddenly, the even sound of "da da da" footsteps came from ahead.

He was startled, raised his eyes subconsciously, and looked in the direction of the voice.

I saw a figure coming in from the door and walking up to the podium unhurriedly.

It was a middle-aged man who looked pale and thin, but had a bloated beer belly.

"Hi everyone, I am your vice principal."

said the middle-aged man.

-Vice-Chancellor? !

This title attracted Wen Jianyan's full attention almost instantly.

This is the NPC with the highest level and the closest to their real purpose that they have seen so far.

Wen Jianyan subconsciously held her breath and stared closely at the people on the podium.

The middle-aged man continued unhurriedly:

"Today, I will give you the first ideological and moral class of this semester."

The moment he stood on the podium, the entire classroom became extremely quiet, even if a needle fell on the ground, it could be heard clearly.

"There are three rules in my class, I hope everyone abides by them."

"First of all, in the lecture hall, everyone is not allowed to eat or drink. I hope you can stay outside for things that have nothing to do with the classroom,"

The vice principal looked around and said.

"Once discovered, the consequences are very serious."

"Second, please don't whisper in class, let alone talk to the students around you. I hope to get all of you's attention. Only in this way can our courses continue better and you can get the best education. .”

Wen Jianyan noticed that the sky outside the window had already darkened.

This class is the last one on Friday, so the time is naturally late...

But it shouldn't be this dark.

Outside the window, as if it had been splashed with ink and painted, it was so dark that you couldn't see your fingers.

On the podium, the pale middle-aged man who claimed to be the vice principal continued to speak.

"Third, in my class, no one is allowed to be late and leave early. If you are late, then my class will not welcome you. If you leave..."

The vice-principal seemed to pause for a moment.

"If you leave, your credits for this class will be deducted and will be demerited by the student union."

The two members of the student union standing in the corridor came in at this moment, and they slowly closed the door behind them, the red armbands on their arms were very dazzling.

In a lecture hall stood four members of the student council.

This is something that has never happened before.

Wen Jianyan's breathing quickened slightly, and his heart was pounding like it was about to burst out of his chest.

He was right.

This class is really unusual.

It can even be said that this is the most important lesson in the copy of [Yuying Comprehensive University].

The vice principal on the podium looked at the silent classroom and said slowly:

"In class now."

Chapter end