Welcome to the Nightmare Live

Chapter 196

The air seemed to have turned into a thick semi-fluid, viscous and suffocating.

Unconsciously, the distance was narrowed again, as if being pulled by some invisible, unknown force... Wu Zhu unconsciously leaned down.

He stared at the human in front of him.

In the depths of those golden eyes, in addition to the inhuman evil and coldness, there was another primitive and intense emotion surging.

Arrogant, fragile, eloquent human beings.

Even if the throat is pinched in the palm of another person, all countermeasures are useless, and he is still daringly jumping, provocative, and ignorantly releasing tempting signals.

...

A delicious meal delivered to your door.

Strange hunger burns deep in his chest.

As if feeling something, the young man who had been babbling suddenly stopped.

He closed his mouth.

His lips are sharp and clear, but the lower lip is plump and soft, and he can easily adjust the appropriate curvature to match the words and confuse people.

But at this moment, it is tightly sipped, and the neat lines are resistant and indifferent, like a mussel closing its hard shell.

Wu Zhu's gaze fell uncontrollably on the youth's wet lips, the strange and chaotic desire was almost unstoppable, as if it was pulled by a magnetic force, irresistible.

Pry it open.

Give it a try.

Suddenly, Wen Jianyan spoke up.

He stared at the person in front of him and smiled suddenly:

"Do you want to kiss me?"

"!"

Wu Zhu's pupils shrank, as if stunned.

"come."

Wen Jian said.

*

"Zi-"

Only a sharp humming sound was heard, like the scratching of a fingernail on the glass, and the strong interference sound echoed in the huge live broadcast room, stinging the ears of every audience.

The next second, the live feed was completely cut off.

The screen, which was already covered with snowflakes, was only pitch black at the moment.

There was a brief silence in the live broadcast room.

"Ah? What's going on? Why can't I see anything all of a sudden?"

"I'm going, is the live broadcast signal cut off?"

"Before it was just a bad signal, why is it just cut off now?!"

"Ah ah ah, what happened after that!!! Why can't we watch it as paying viewers? Complained and complained!"

"I'm sick, this optimization is done! I haven't had so many problems before!"

After the live broadcast was cut off, the grievances of the audience quickly accumulated and fermented.

It seemed to feel the dissatisfaction of the audience, and soon, a line of text appeared on the dark screen:

[Disconnected and reconnecting...]

At the same time, the mechanical system announcement sounded in the live broadcast room:

"Dear viewers, your comments have been received in the live broadcast room. For your better live broadcast experience and entertainment effect, Nightmare is making every effort to restore the live broadcast signal. Please wait patiently..."

The words [Disconnected and reconnecting...] flashed on the pitch-black screen.

Most of the audience came here on a whim, and their interest came and went quickly. Seeing this situation was also very disappointing, and scattered sparsely, towards other live broadcast rooms that were still live, and there was no situation. gushing out.

After all, there is more than one copy of [Safe Nursing Home] that is being broadcast live now, and they have many choices.

Soon, the live broadcast room, which had just been overcrowded, suddenly became empty.

The number of people online quickly hit a low point.

Only a small number of more persistent old fans still stayed in the live broadcast room, waiting for the signal to recover, chatting while waiting.

"Really... the live broadcast has just reached the most critical point, so it's very disappointing, isn't it?"

"Recently, the live broadcast signal problem is not the same, but it is so serious that it is the first time that it can be directly disconnected."

"It was there before, but at that time it seemed that there was only a problem with the copy, and the live broadcast signal was fine."

"Yes, I remember that several dungeons were directly sealed, and a large number of old anchors who followed were suddenly gone, and many of the familiar live broadcast rooms of senior anchors were permanently closed."

"Hahahaha yes, if the old anchor hadn't vacated a lot at once, or Nightmare wouldn't have included so many new blood at one time, I remember that this anchor was recruited that time, right?"

"Anyway, Nightmare, hurry up and disinfect the bug again. I really can't stand the old failure, it will affect the user experience too much."

*

With the contraction of the man's pupils, the force that bound Wen Jianyan's neck suddenly tightened with the force of breaking the throat, but it suddenly loosened completely in the next second.

The tentacle-like shadow escaped likewise.

"...cough cough!"

Wen Jianyan, who was hanging on the edge of suffocation, was dragged back to the world where he could breathe freely. He covered his throat with one hand and coughed hoarsely.

"..."

Wu Zhu stood in the same place expressionlessly, like a stone sculpture without any emotion, staring at him with those indifferent golden eyes.

Beneath that indifferent appearance, there seemed to be some unfamiliar undercurrent surging.

As stunned, as if confused...

All the waves were turned into chaos.

After the itch disappeared, Wen Jianyan raised her eyes again and looked at the man in front of her.

There were two kisses in total.

The first time out of deception, the second time as well.

The first time, he completed the system task, the second time, he tricked him into distraction by showing weakness, and then stabbed the opponent in the chest.

Obviously, Wu Zhu is vengeful.

So, after branding him and making him his slave and servant, he asked sarcastically—

Won't you come and kiss your god?

"Aren't you coming? That's fine." Wen Jianyan shrugged.

He seemed extraordinarily relaxed and relaxed, as if he was the one who had the upper hand and the dominance.

"..."

The other party remained silent.

As a primitive creature with a broken soul who only knows how to eat and kill, this pseudo-god's knowledge reserve seems to be insufficient to cope with the current situation.

"You don't trust my loyalty because such a thing has never existed, and we all know that."

Wen Jianyan's face no longer had the seductive look on his face when he just asked for a kiss.

He stared closely at the man in front of him, saying every word, like a thousand pounds:

"But, I will help you."

"Accurately, I have already helped you."

That "god" that is bred and growing is Wen Jianyan's vote.

He is showing his ability, showing his position.

I will do something.

what can i do.

Wen Jianyan opened her arms:

"I am unarmed now, when I am most vulnerable, and you, after swallowing up the fragments, are the most powerful time. My life is in your hands, and I will use this to show my sincerity."

As he spoke, he pointed to the void:

"I chose to pierce this layer of window paper at this time, because only now, 'it' is not listening."

"There has never been cooperation or trust between us, but every word I say now comes from the bottom of my heart-because all the hypocrisy and lies are a stumbling block to cooperation."

"My soul is held in the hands of the Nightmare Live Room, forced to undergo repeated torture and never-ending struggles, entertained and entertained as an animal in a cage..."

Never-ending copy, never-ending torture.

In contrast, death will appear more tender and sympathetic.

Wen Jianyan stared at Wu Zhu closely and said, "I believe that the same is true for you."

"Our interests and enemies are the same, so I seek your cooperation."

Wen Jianyan used honorifics again.

His voice faded from the indifference and provocation that was just enough to irritate people, and became gentle and peaceful again, without any sarcasm, appearing submissive and sincere.

"This time, I will help you without any hesitation."

"You need me."

Wen Jianyan raised her eyes and smiled, "I need you too."

"..."

Wu Zhu looked at him.

The passage of time was lengthened, and Wen Jianyan could almost hear the pounding of his heart, but he still waited patiently.

After a long time, the other party finally spoke and asked slowly:

"what would you like?"

To Wen Jianyan, this sentence was like a ray of dawn penetrating the dense clouds.

His heart dropped a little, and he said almost without hesitation:

"A degree of privacy, a more egalitarian mode of conversation, and freedom of access."

“I will do things for you and can do more for you, however, you need to trust me to a certain extent and give me more information so that I can be more helpful and efficient in the final The goal."

"it is good."

Wu Zhu lowered his eyes, looked at the human being in front of him with those cold golden eyes, and said slowly, "As you wish."

Before waiting for Wen Jianyan to breathe a sigh of relief, he just listened to the other person asking in a low, unwavering voice:

"What are you willing to give in return?"

"..." Wen Jianyan raised her eyes, "Everything."

Those inhuman pupils were close at hand, with the cruel and primitive light of beasts.

Only humans can cooperate.

They are rational, know the pros and cons, and can be persuaded and persuaded.

God is different.

Standing above everything, He is neither good nor evil. He is the absolute master, an entity composed of primitive instincts. Pros and cons and reason have no value in the face of the greed that devours everything.

Dealing with the evil god, there is no cooperation, only transactions.

"Then, when it's over, you'll belong to me."

The false god leaned down, his deep voice like a sentence and a curse.

"Voluntarily give everything you have."

Be it faith, soul, or body.

everything.

As a sacrifice to a higher being, voluntarily to be his own possession, with no end, no end, from which not even death can liberate him.

Humans stared at their future master with amber eyes. Suddenly, he smiled and replied without hesitation:

"make a deal."

*

On the pitch-black screen, the signal finally appeared again.

[Disconnected and reconnecting...]

[Live broadcast signal has been acquired]

[The live broadcast is resuming...]

The audience couldn't help but cheer up again:

"!! Oh, the live broadcast has finally resumed!!!"

"My God, finally there is another signal! Let me wait!"

"So what happened in the end, did you create a god?"

All the audience looked at the screen excitedly, but what appeared on the screen disappointed them greatly.

The huge womb shrouded in scarlet has disappeared.

What appeared in front of him was the familiar catacombs. The cold and gloomy caves seemed to have been cleaned up by a hurricane, full of rubble and broken ruins.

At the same time, all the live broadcast rooms in the [Safe Sanatorium] dungeon returned to normal time lapse at the same time.

The countdown has unknowingly reached the last ten seconds.

【10, 9, 8, 7...】

"Ah? What's going on?"

"Why is there nothing! What happened? Has the creation of a god succeeded!"

"I don't know, I can't see it... Wait, I'll look at the anchor's task bar!"

The anchor finally triggered two tasks.

Help create gods.

and blocking processes.

In any case, you always have to choose one of these two options. Although you haven't seen what happened in the copy just now, you can always calculate the result based on the completion of the two tasks.

but……

The final situation surprised all the audience.

"Ah? What's the matter? Even if there is no success in creating a god, then the task of preventing it should be completed, right?"

"No... Isn't this a choice between two? How could it be possible that neither of them was completed!"

"I do not know……"

When there was a lot of discussion in the live broadcast room, the final countdown finally reached zero.

【3, 2, 1】

【End of live broadcast】

[The anchor has been offline]

[The Integrity Supreme live broadcast room will close in one minute, countdown: 60, 59...]

In the darkened live broadcast room, only the audience full of resentment was left.

Instead of calming them down, the few seconds when the signal was finally restored angered them.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Absolutely... It's really the key moment to lose the chain."

"Hurry up and fix the nightmare, really!!"

"Speechless, I'm going to report the bug."

*

In the pale space, Wen Jianyan opened her eyes, and the system mechanical sound echoed in her ears.

【In the process of repairing your body...】

[The body has been repaired, and the points will be deducted: 100]

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing this live broadcast! Now I will give you rewards..."

The maximum number of online users in your live broadcast room has reached 145,719, and the reward points will be credited to the host's account.

The reward points in the live broadcast room are 110,200. After the system is divided, the remaining points will be transferred to the host's account.

Congratulations, you have become the most popular anchor in this live broadcast. Reward points: 10000, which has been settled into the anchor account.

Due to the large gap between your maximum online number and your minimum online number, your live broadcast reward will be deducted by 20%..."

Wen Jianyan didn't have the patience to listen any longer.

He muted the system, directly opened his live broadcast interface, and swiped toward the task bar above—

"Task 1: Complete the [Ping An Sanatorium] Incubating God Project Rewards: ???"

[Completion: 99%]

"Mission 2: Destroy the [Peace Sanatorium] internal god-building plan to interrupt the breeding task reward: ???"

[Completion: 0%]

Wen Jianyan smiled.

really.

He closed the live broadcast interface and stood up.

Suddenly, a figure slammed into him, and before Wen Jianyan could react, he punched him viciously.

Su Cheng rushed to the front, his eyes were red with anger: "Why are you jumping off?!"

"Brother, brother! Calm down! Calm down!"

Huang Mao hurriedly grabbed Su Cheng to prevent him from making any more irrational actions, "The boss must have his reasons..."

When he saw Wen Jianyan jumping down, Su Cheng was scared to death, and at the same time he was so angry.

Wen Jianyan is always like this, hiding all the information and plans in his mind, every time he hides it deeper than the last, every time he promises not to take any risks, and in the end, he does his own way.

Watching his friend jump off the cliff in front of him, Su Cheng felt a deep sense of panic and powerlessness.

"Accident... This time it was really an accident."

Wen Jianyan knew that he was wrong, so he took a step back.

What happened this time is basically his guess, and it has a lot to do with the deep core of the entire Nightmare live broadcast room. Since it is reasonable, Wen Jianyan is not going to involve his teammates.

"Next time I will definitely ask you to help..."

Su Cheng clenched his fists again:

"That's what you said last time—"

"Cough, cough cough..." Wen Jianyan coughed weakly twice, frowning in pain, "Wait, my wound has not been repaired..."

He has already fixed it.

And Su Cheng's punch wasn't that heavy - everyone came out of the dungeon, and his physical strength was exhausted long ago. Su Cheng was still soft-hearted.

But Wen Jianyan pretended to be very real, her face was pale and she looked pitiful.

Su Cheng: "..."

Pooh! There's no truth in your mouth!

But Huang Mao approached nervously: "Ah? Are you okay?"

"It's okay..." Wen Jianyan shook her head weakly, "Just help me."

What he sold miserably was so real that even Su Cheng was shaken.

He couldn't help but take a step forward, although his tone was still firm, but his attitude softened uncontrollably: "You...why don't you fix it?"

Su Cheng, a soft-hearted and easily deceived prophet.

Although I have been dealing with liars, I don't have a long memory each time.

At this moment, Lu Si Shaoyao and the two came over from a distance, interrupting a few people's reminiscences.

"How do you feel? Are there enough points for repairing your body?"

He looked at Wen Jianyan with concern and asked.

Wen Jianyan nodded: "Of course."

"When you finally jumped off, we were all really scared, but at the time, I believed that you should return safely." There was no insincere element in Luce's words.

He took a deep breath and said seriously:

"Anyway, thank you very much."

As a senior streamer, Luce knew very well that the shocking 100-second countdown at the end of the last dungeon definitely had a deep reason.

That is to say, before teleporting back to the system space, there must be one last death catastrophe waiting for them.

All of them were able to return to the system space safely and unscathed in the end, and Wen Jianyan's unhesitating leap must have contributed to it.

At this time, a beaming announcement sounded not far away:

"Congratulations to the six anchors for successfully hitting the [Ping An Nursing Home] dungeon platinum achievement!"

On the screen, the Ping An Nursing Home turned gray, with the mark of "permanently closed" beside it.

A huge platinum trophy rose on the screen with the numbers of the six live broadcast rooms branded on it, and then finally slowly disappeared into the Hall of Fame.

Luce retracted his gaze and sighed:

"I really didn't expect... I can still hit the platinum achievement at this time."

The higher the qualifications, the more difficult the dungeons experienced, and the more difficult it is to hit the platinum achievement, especially at the current level of Luce, the dungeon difficulty has moved up to B+ and A-, and the possibility of hitting the platinum achievement is extremely small.

He looked at Wen Jianyan and said:

"If there is anything I can help, you can contact me and I will do my best."

"Speaking of this..." Wen Jianyan raised the corners of her lips, her amber eyes narrowed, and a happy smile gleamed in her eyes: "There is indeed one."

Su Cheng, who was beside him, felt sullen in his heart, but when he saw Wen Jianyan's familiar expression, his heart throbbed involuntarily.

He's having a bad idea.

And definitely someone is going to suffer.

Luce, the unlucky candidate, didn't notice. He looked at Wen Jianyan sincerely and said, "It's okay, just say it."

"Not now, the timing is not right," Wen Jianyan suggested with a harmless smile to people and animals, "Why don't we have a good rest for a night and then contact each other."

"Ah," Luce was startled, then nodded in agreement: "You're right, this dungeon is difficult and takes a long time. We really should have a good rest. I didn't think enough."

So, after exchanging contact information, Lu Sishaoyao and Wen Jianyan said goodbye happily.

"What are you thinking of?"

Su Cheng couldn't help but asked in a low voice.

"What you said," Wen Jianyan shrugged innocently, "what can I do?"

Su Cheng: "."

Pooh.

Wen Jianyan patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, let's go back to rest, I'm really tired this time..."

Saying that, he turned to look at Huang Mao:

"And you?"

"Me too."

Huang Mao took a deep breath and seemed to make up his mind.

In fact, before entering the dungeon of Ping An Sanatorium, he had vaguely known his choice, and after going through this dungeon, he had completely determined what he wanted.

Huang Mao shyly touched the back of his head, his eyes were uncommonly firm: "Well, see you later."

He still has a few things to deal with.

*

With tears in his eyes, Ji Guan greeted them with excitement.

After all, in his opinion, Su Cheng may have already been tricked to death.

Su Cheng was frightened by the other party's sudden passion, while Wen Jianyan quickly dropped a "bye bye" while the other party was caught in Ji Guan's tenderness and couldn't extricate himself, and then got in without looking back. own room.

He was really tired to death.

Not long after the [Dream Amusement Park] dungeon ended, Wen Jianyan entered the [Ping An Sanatorium] dungeon to save people. The two dungeons were almost seamless, leaving him with a pitiful little rest time.

After taking a bath and washing away the exhaustion, Wen Jianyan collapsed on the big bed.

The soft bedding dragged his body like a cloud, his bones seemed to fall apart, and his whole body was extremely sore.

In the darkness, although Wen Jianyan was physically tired, he was not sleepy, and his spirit was still extremely excited.

He rolled over, his eyes shining in the darkness.

Although the dungeon this time was exhausting and thrilling, there were times when I was almost left inside forever and couldn't come back, but...

This dungeon brought him many unexpected surprises, which can be said to be quite rewarding.

The most critical of them is the "deal" with Wu Zhu.

There are two most direct reasons why he decisively terminated the plan and contacted Wu Zhu instead.

First, he realized that the identity of "God" is a fragment of Wu Zhu.

Second, because it was the two tasks that the system issued to him at that time, hatching gods, and interrupting breeding—these two options covered any choice he could make at that time.

For Wen Jianyan, this was nothing short of a blow to the head.

In other words, these two results are at least bearable for the live broadcast room, even if they may not be happy to see it.

For him it was different.

After the Ouroboros was contained in the egg body and began to destroy, he had to leave as quickly as possible to save his life, and what was destroyed was only a half-gestationed fragment of Wu Zhu.

Not only does it do no harm to him, but it also means that no matter what the final result is, Wen Jianyan will lose an important prop.

So, at the moment of realizing this, Wen Jianyan changed his strategy almost without hesitation.

Later facts proved that his decision was correct.

After the dungeon is over, but none of the tasks are in the state of completion, the gestation process is actually terminated—just not as the Nightmare expected.

Wen Jianyan lowered her eyes, the corners of her lips were hidden in the darkness, with a slight smile.

The plan is half done...the remaining half should be coming soon.

Just need a little help.

Wen Jianyan got up and looked at herself in the mirror.

In the open nightgown, is a young and sturdy body, winding down, and the scarlet pattern on the hip bone is hidden in the stack of fabrics.

The skin is plated a warm orange in the night light.

He put his hand on it.

Smooth and tight, with a slight warm steam, it is completely impossible to distinguish the difference from other positions by touch alone.

Visible to the naked eye, the lines gradually faded.

This is one of the transactions between Wen Jianyan and Wu Zhu.

Partial Privacy.

Soon, when Wen Jianyan put down his hand, the brand became a light red mark, which almost merged with the surrounding skin color, like a finger mark that had been twisted, and it was difficult to distinguish it if you didn't look carefully.

"Hey, little assistant,"

The youth's voice sounded lazily, echoing in the room, "Are you there?"

Almost without a pause, the personal assistant's voice rang out, a lively synth without any personal emotion:

"What service do you need?"

"I need to talk to the higher-level system in your live broadcast room. You should be able to communicate it, right?"

Wen went straight to the point.

However, his question seemed to have exceeded his authority, and the personal assistant did not answer, but remained silent.

"Maybe you have already received a complaint and started the system self-check. In that case, I will make a long story short."

Wen Jianyan didn't mind either, just continued to say:

"Nightmare should have discovered it by now. Your live broadcast room is disintegrating from the inside. There is a problem with your dungeon and NPC, and the source of this problem is likely to be the same as your system's authority..."

"If it continues to develop, it may even be higher."

He kept his clothes open, leaning half-back on the bed.

The amber eyes were half-squinted, and the corners of his lips had a faint smile: "Want to solve it?"

"I might be able to help you."

"I believe we have common interests and enemies."

Wen Jianyan smiled casually:

"And, in a sense, I have an advantage over you. If you don't believe me, just analyze the customs clearance record of the copy of the Ping An Sanatorium. You should have this ability."

He touched his lower lip with his fingertips, his posture was idle, and his expression had a bit of frivolous malice:

"The god may not even be aware of it...

He doesn't just treat me as food now. "