Welcome to the Nightmare Live Chapter 450

Chapter Four Hundred and Fiftieth

"Aren't you coming out yet?"

The sound of footsteps echoed in the long corridor, approaching the stairwell step by step.

"If you don't take the initiative to come out now, but wait for me to find you... you will have to bear the consequences."

"clatter."

The footsteps stopped.

A dim, slightly reddish light flickered overhead, falling on the instructor's pale and cold face, his eyes rolled, and he slowly looked in the direction of the stairwell.

In the narrow stairwell, the iron door was closed tightly, and everything looked as usual.

Inside and out, it was equally empty, as if everything that had just happened was just a fantasy.

Behind him, members of the basketball club caught up.

"Teacher, has anyone caught up?"

One of the members of the basketball club stood where he was, suddenly took a deep breath, and said, "That's right, it's him."

He said categorically: "The person who stumbled us on the basketball court and made us lose the game is here."

Yes, the person who was bitten by the head was standing here just now, and the cursed breath still remained in the stairwell and had not dissipated.

"Is he here?" The members seemed puzzled, "If he is here, why hasn't he been chased?"

The layout here is simple, and logically speaking, there is no way out.

Suddenly, several community members seemed to think of something, they all raised their eyes and looked into the depths of the closed iron gate.

Above the tightly closed iron door is a staircase extending into the darkness, and above the staircase is the second floor of the administrative building—the site of the student union.

"...He went upstairs?"

"How is it possible? The door is locked, how did he get the key?"

One of the members of the club was startled suddenly:

"Wait a minute, could it be that the student union-"

"alright."

The instructor suddenly spoke and stopped them.

He turned his head, and his cold eyes swept over the members in front of him. All the members he looked at were shivering, with a look of fear on their faces, and immediately closed their mouths.

"Don't let me hear any more wild guesses like this without evidence."

The instructor took a deep look into the depths of the stairs.

Then he turned and said:

"As for today's matter...I will contact the student union to find out."

second floor.

Wen Jianyan stood in the stairwell, her back pressed against the wall.

Cold sweat soaked the shirt and stuck to the skin, and the eerie cold permeated the skin.

It wasn't until he heard the footsteps below gradually leaving that he finally let out the breath he was holding in his chest.

gone.

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"Ahhh... I'm so nervous, my heart is about to jump out."

"Me too, just a few seconds before the anchor was caught, I was so frightened that I couldn't breathe."

"But thanks to the host's cleverness, he escaped the catastrophe. Thank God."

However, unlike what the audience guessed, Wen Jianyan did not go downstairs, but stood there with his eyes downcast, wondering what he was thinking about.

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"What is the host waiting for?"

"Are you afraid that those members of the club are still downstairs guarding an ambush?"

Wen Jianyan held on to the railing with one hand, and looked sideways down the stairs.

From the gap between the stairs and the handrail, you can see that the iron gate is empty, and those club members who were standing outside the iron gate have left.

He stood up straight and looked away.

As he guessed before, most of the rules in this dungeon are two-way, even some roadblocks are the same.

Even though the club members and instructors on the first floor are still NPCs, they don't have the key to the second floor, so naturally they can't catch up.

This naturally helped Wen Jianyan a lot.

For him, now is a good time to take the opportunity to slip away.

As long as you walk down and open the door, you can quickly blend in with other new members of the society and escape successfully.

but…

Wen Jianyan stared at the darkness in front of him, his eyes flickered slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

He slowly retracted his foot that was about to go downstairs, and retreated step by step to the second floor.

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"Wait a minute, why did the anchor go back to the second floor??"

"I don't know...what does he want?"

The doubts of the audience in the live broadcast room did not affect Wen Jianyan.

He looked up and looked around.

After experiencing the last trip to the administrative building, he is already very familiar with this place.

Going up the stairs is where the principal's office and the vice-principal's office are located. After going out from the stairwell, turn left and walk a few steps, which is the location of the admission office.

Wen Jianyan leaned on the wall with one hand, leaned out half of her body cautiously, and looked into the corridor.

The second floor is not much different from the memory, the corridor is long and thin, and the light is dim.

However, as soon as his head was poked out, Wen Jianyan's heartbeat slowed down by half a beat.

The lights in every office were on.

That's right, every room.

Although the lights in the community office on the first floor were also slightly red, the lights in the student union office on the second floor were even more intensely red, and streaks of red light were smeared on the ground in the corridor, which was quite shocking to watch.

Not only is the teacher's office lit, but even in the distance, the offices of every other student union are brightly lit.

The corridor was eerily quiet, and Wen Jianyan could almost hear the sound of his own blood rushing.

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"Good guy?? Are you all there?"

"It's so late at night, and you still work overtime? Isn't the NPC in your copy a bit too curvy!"

"Laugh!"

"Anchor, let's go, I will give you reward points, this is **** difficulty, don't think about it!"

Wen Jianyan withdrew her body and leaned against the wall.

After taking a few deep breaths, he took out the steamed bun he carried with him from his pocket, and gnawed off a piece with his back molars—it had been left for two days, and it had become dry and hard as a stone.

Fortunately, it is also considered a special prop, although it will be dehydrated, at least it will not deteriorate.

Wen Jianyan raised her neck and swallowed the steamed buns with a distorted expression.

Next, he watched helplessly as the San value that he had managed to make up with great difficulty began to drop sharply as the steamed buns were swallowed, and the familiar dizziness and coldness all came to him again.

Although he was bleeding from distress, he still kept moving.

After taking the last bite of steamed buns, Wen Jianyan was a little unsteady, his body swayed involuntarily, and he hurriedly held onto the wall next to him to stabilize his body.

He glanced up to the upper right corner.

At this moment, the san value has fallen back to around 20.

Although it has not reached the point where he deceived the teacher before, at least it is very close. This time he is wearing the shell of a faceless man, and it should be successful in theory.

This number is already dangerous, but for Wen Jianyan...

He had been through worse after all.

"Boom boom boom."

A polite, even knock on the door broke the dead silence.

In the office with blood-red lights, all the teachers raised their heads and looked in the direction of the door.

At this time, who will it be?

Pale faces looked at each other, but none of them knew the answer to the question.

A teacher stood up, raised his hand and opened the door.

Outside the door, there stood a faceless man dressed as a student, but with the same cold aura.

Teacher: "Society?"

"Yes, teacher."

The Faceless Man's manner is polite and beyond reproach.

"How did you get here?"

The teacher stared at the members of the club in front of him. On the pale and dull face, there was no emotion in the cold eyes, which brought a terrible sense of oppression.

The other party also seemed to be taken aback, and took a step back a little timidly:

"Yes, our instructor brought me up."

"He asked me to ask, why do you want to prevent our club from recruiting new students on the first day of the new school year?" Having said this, the Faceless Man seemed to be a little bit stiffer, "It's fine in the past, but this time it's so important—"

"What?" The instructor of the student council frowned fiercely, "What hinders you?"

They don't know at all what is blocking the admissions.

"Where's your instructor?"

The teacher asked blankly.

Not to mention that they have never heard of the accusation this time, just entering the second floor without authorization is already an intolerable offense.

"Our teacher has already reported this to the vice principal—"

Before the Faceless Man finished speaking, he was pushed away, and he staggered back two steps to get out of the way.

A few steps after leaving the office, there is a stairwell connecting the three floors.

In the past, the two iron doors that had been closed all the time were actually open at this moment, and one could directly enter the second floor from the first floor, and then walk up to the third floor from the second floor.

Further up is the location of the vice principal's office.

Seeing this situation, the teacher's face suddenly became ugly and fierce.

"…What?"

Behind them, other teachers in the office also realized the seriousness of the problem. They stood up from their seats and walked over together.

The teacher standing at the door recounted the incident in its entirety.

The air pressure in the already cold office was even lower, making it almost impossible to breathe.

"They actually dare to report to the vice-principal?"

"I don't even look at what I am."

"Go, go upstairs and have a look."

Several teachers walked out of the office together with gloomy faces.

The faceless man on the side backed away in panic, and hurriedly avoided.

One of the teachers glanced in his direction, showing some pity.

If it wasn't for the precious time now, and this student retreated too quickly, based on his attitude when he just talked to himself, he should be eaten up.

what a pity.

He withdrew his gaze, and walked aggressively towards the third floor of the administration building together with other teachers.

The figures of a group of people gradually disappeared into the darkness.

Wen Jianyan flickered.

Although he still looks like a faceless man, the audience in the live broadcast room can see how pale his face is at the moment.

—I don't know if the san value dropped too fast, he just had a very urgent, almost terrifying sense of crisis, as if he was about to step into the abyss in the next second, so he hurriedly retreated.

Wen Jianyan looked in shock in the direction where the teachers disappeared.

Thankfully, he was lucky enough to escape in the end.

Wen Jianyan let out a long sigh of relief, a wave of exhaustion surged at this moment, due to the decrease in san value, the nerves that were holding on and dared not relax gradually recovered, and the disguise that seemed to be easy to handle just now was completely removed .

He slumped against the wall, knocking his head back with a small, bang.

In the stairwell just now, he was indeed planning to leave early.

However, before taking action, Wen Jianyan suddenly remembered the last sentence left by the instructor of the basketball club before leaving.

"I'll contact the student union to find out."

The moment these words sounded, Wen Jianyan suddenly realized a terrible fact.

Once the club and the student union clarify the conflict, then the two incidents of preventing the club from recruiting and winning the basketball game will be classified as "anchor" together, and the student union knows which anchors Those who have "invaded" the administrative building.

They will be pinpointed.

More importantly, from his previous "speculation" based on the weasel, and what he just observed at the club recruiting conference, he can draw a very bad conclusion:

The ordinary members of the association are the bottom of the food chain, and the upper echelons of the association have a lot of control over them.

And they just joined the club.

This is simply a sheep entering the tiger's mouth.

When Wen Jianyan realized this, his back felt cold, and a layer of cold sweat broke out in his palms.

Because of this, he decided to take the risk.

Otherwise... a fool would take the risk of death and come to the second floor full of NPCs to provoke!

Wen Jianyan raised his head and glanced in the direction of the third floor.

The best way at this time is to destroy the trust relationship between the two parties.

However, since Wen Jianyan didn't know how the two of them would communicate, he couldn't prescribe the right medicine, but could only roughly sow dissension.

Obviously, his guess was not wrong.

First, for unknown reasons, for the NPC in this copy, now is indeed a "special period".

Second, in such a clear copy of the class system, if you want to make one party lose the most basic judgment... there is no more effective way than to bring out the existence of a higher class.

Once successful, the basic trust will be shaken, the existing contradictions between the two parties will be intensified, and then, even the simplest communication will be planted with seeds of doubt.

In this case, even if the danger cannot be eliminated immediately, at least it will leave room for them to break through.

But in any case, it's better to stay away from the current place of right and wrong.

Wen Jianyan leaned against the wall and rested for more than ten seconds. Although his physical condition had not recovered much, at least he had breathed a sigh of relief.

He supported the wall with one hand and tried his best to prop up his body.

His gaze inadvertently swept into the office, and then—

Wen Jianyan was startled, and his eyes fixed on one corner.

On the table in the corner, a small head of a red thing was exposed.

Seen from a distance, no matter how you look, how familiar...

Wen Jianyan's pupils constricted.

Wait a minute, isn't this the fortune doll he left on the second floor of the administrative building earlier! !

It was not received and went to the teacher's office!

Now, Wen Jianyan is in trouble.

He turned his head to look at the dead and silent corridor in the distance, and then turned his head to look at the teacher's office, which was dark but had a fortune doll, with a troubled expression on his face.

Should I run away now, or...

Wen Jianyan's eyes were uncontrollably attracted to the props that belonged to him.

In the end, he gritted his teeth.

Forget it, take it and run!

Wen Jianyan looked around furtively, and after confirming that there was no danger, she ran all the way into the office, grabbed the lucky doll on the table—

"Ring ring ring!"

In the dead silence of the office, the sound came without warning.

The sudden loud voice made Wen Jianyan tremble with fright, and almost tripped over his left foot and fell to the ground.

Holding the doll, he turned his head in horror and looked in the direction of the sound.

In the corner of the desk, lay a very inconspicuous black landline. At a cursory glance, it almost seemed like a meaningless decoration.

But at the moment, this "decoration" is ringing loudly.

In just a few seconds, Wen Jianyan's heartbeat almost soared to 180 mph.

Oh shit!

Scary!

However, fortunately, it wasn't those teachers who turned back, but just the ringing of the phone. Otherwise, as a "thief", he would really be sanctioned.

But even so, it's better to leave quickly, otherwise the ringtone will attract more people sooner or later, whether it's the teacher or other members of the student union...

Wen Jianyan suddenly stopped.

He didn't know what he thought of, turned his head slowly, and looked at the landline phone that was still ringing loudly, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"Wait a minute, what do you want to do!"

"Don't do what I thought you would do!"

As if to confirm the barrage's guess, Wen Jianyan stopped the pace of leaving, turned around, and walked straight to the landline that was still ringing.

"Ring ring ring—"

The ear-piercing bell was still ringing, but it stopped abruptly in the next second.

The slender fingers gently pinched the microphone and lifted it up.

The teacher is not in the office now.

However, the person on the other end of the phone didn't know.

Otherwise, the call would not have come through.

So, who knows how to dial the landline, but at the same time doesn't know the teacher's temporary movements?

The answer is ready to come.

Wen Jianyan pressed the microphone to his cheek and waited calmly.

Through the black microphone, after a short, whistling current, a somewhat distorted but very familiar voice sounded:

"Hello? Are you the teacher of the student union?"

"There are some things we need to discuss."

The moment he heard this voice, Wen Jianyan's heart that had been hanging high suddenly let go. He covered the microphone with one hand, and let out a long breath while making sure that the other side couldn't hear it.

Bet right.

In the office, blood-colored lights fell silently.

The faceless young man stood in front of the empty desk, put the microphone to his ear, and from time to time, he made a short, indifferent and monotonous echo.

"Um."

After dozens of seconds, the "complaint" ended on the other end of the phone.

Wen Jianyan finally spoke.

I don't know how to do it, but his voice has a certain cold and stiff quality, which perfectly imitates the speaking style of the NPC in the dungeon.

"I understand your appeal, but we don't accept this kind of slander. If you have any questions, you can go to the vice principal's office to find us."

After dropping the cold, noncommittal words, Wen Jianyan put down the phone and cut off the conversation before waiting for the other party to answer.

[Integrity First] Live Room:

Putting down the phone, the cold and heartless expression she had just put away immediately, Wen Jianyan looked around furtively, then rubbed the soles of her feet with oil, and immediately ran away.

Just as he was about to go out, menacing footsteps came from the stairwell outside the door.

"!" Wen Jianyan suddenly turned sideways and hid in the door.

Outside the door, the sound of footsteps echoed, the sound was heavy, as if mixed with dark anger.

The voice didn't stay on the second floor, but went straight to the third floor.

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"Well, now two groups of NPCs really gathered in the vice principal's office...how can you do this?"

"But he is not afraid that under the mediation of the vice principal, the two groups of people will really reconcile?"

"How should I put it, the possibility is not very high. According to my experience of reading this dungeon, the grievances between the two sides are not a little bit deep. Even if the superficial peace can be maintained in front of the vice principal, the hidden thorns behind the scenes will not disappear. .”

"What's more, didn't you notice the anchor's previous actions?"

"Huh? What?"

"After opening the door on the third floor, he went upstairs first, observed carefully in the stairwell for a while, and left after confirming that there was no light under the door of the vice principal's office."

"Now the two groups of people met at the vice principal's door later, and by the way, the lie he told to the teacher on the second floor was also fulfilled. Although there is a little time difference, the destination of both parties' actions is the same. "

"Fuck, the anchor is really a **** wizard of lies."

Hearing the sound of footsteps disappear, Wen Jianyan leaned against the wall and let out a long breath.

The call came as a surprise to him.

But it was clearly a very nice accident.

Originally, he was just planning to create a small conflict between the two parties, but unexpectedly, the appearance of this phone call brought Wen Jianyan's expected effect to a new level.

Wen Jianyan carefully opened the door with her fingertips and looked out for a while.

People are gone.

He hurried out of the office.

However, just as she was about to go downstairs, Wen Jianyan hesitated again.

He turned his head to look at the brightly lit student union office in the distance, squinted his eyes, the light-colored eyeballs were hidden under the shadow of the eyelashes, and the strange light flickered slightly.

Although it is possible to go now, but...

It's a bit of a loss if you don't grasp the opportunity that comes to your door!

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"I think he's trying to play tricks."

"He just wants to play tricks!!"

"boom!"

The office door was kicked open vigorously.

Under the blood-red light, the members of the Student Union all turned their heads expressionlessly and looked towards the door.

A young man dressed as a student stood at the door, his face covered by facial features revealing his identity as a club member.

"The last time we blocked our recruiting and stumbling us secretly, this time we are going to make a small report with the instructor?"

Wen Jianyan was so arrogant that he repeated the curses of the club members at the previous meeting:

"Mongrel!":,,.

Chapter end

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