Welcome to the Nightmare Live

Chapter 290

With the sound of "Guru" wheels rolling, the man in formal suit took the emptied cart, turned around and disappeared into a corridor connecting the hall. His back was quickly engulfed by darkness and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

There was a dead silence in the hall, and the atmosphere instantly became solemn.

Wen Jianyan looked at the direction where the other party disappeared, showing a thoughtful look.

[The content of the assessment of interns will appear in the booklet, please complete it in time]...?

He lowered his head and looked at the black booklet in his hand again.

The yellowed pages were still empty, and nothing had changed.

It doesn't look like it's time yet.

Wen Jianyan put the booklet and pocket watch in his pocket, turned to look at Huang Mao: "Help me see if there is a hotel layout in this hall."

Huang Mao nodded "oh", raised his eyes, and began to search slowly in the hall.

Soon, his eyes fell in a certain direction: "Where!"

Wen Jianyan: "Let's go and have a look."

The group walked through the hall and quickly came to a location similar to a safety exit. On the wall here, a piece of rusted iron was nailed, with the overall layout of [Xingwang Sadian] engraved on it.

Surprisingly, from the map, the size of the hotel is not complicated.

From the outside, the Xingwang Hotel has only four floors, and they are on the top floor at this moment.

The east side of the hall is connected to the elevator, and the west side is connected to several corridors. The corridors are connected in the middle, and there are emergency exits in the middle and on both sides.

The layout of the other floors is not much different from the fourth floor. At most, there is one more hall on the first floor, and one more restaurant on the third floor.

"Looking at it this way, it's very likely that Black is on the first floor." Chen Mo, who was on the side, looked at the layout and said in a low voice. Wen Jianyan nodded: "Indeed."

Yun Bilan tilted her head, her eyes fell on the rusty layout, and she said inexplicably, "But I really didn't expect that the structure of the Xingwang Hotel would be so simple, just..."

"It doesn't look like an S-rank dungeon, does it?"

Wen Jianyan glanced at her and answered.

"I thought so too."

Wen Jianyan withdrew her gaze and made a meaningful addition.

Although the layout diagram is very simple, just in case, Wen Jianyan turned on the camera of his mobile phone and took a picture of the layout diagram.

At this moment, in the hall behind, there was a clear coughing sound.

"...cough cough."

The throat-clearing sound that deliberately attracted everyone's attention broke the dead silence and seemed extremely abrupt in the huge room.

Wen Jianyan raised her head and, together with the other anchors, looked in the direction of the sound. It was a familiar face.

It was one of the three people who had just met in the corridor.

He is not tall, very young, wearing gold wire glasses, and the eyes under the lenses are shining, and at first glance, he is a senior anchor who has experienced multiple copies.

"Up to now, the dungeon has revealed too little information. Whether it is the customs clearance method or the basic rules, it is very vague. More importantly, our dungeon is still against the dungeon. That is to say, we also need to cooperate with another one. Teams compete, but until now, the form of the competition is still unknown, and it will take some time to figure out this information."

The anchors here are not newcomers who have just entered Dream Demon, and naturally they are aware of this.

According to the current information, this dungeon seems to be quite loose. There are no areas that cannot be entered, floors that cannot be visited, and there are not too many requirements for what the anchor can and cannot do. Even the main quests seem Very ambiguous.

Apart from the man with a weird smile who just appeared, there has been no sign of danger for the time being. Jiping can be described as "calm".

This really goes against its "S" rating.

Unfortunately, no one dared to take it lightly.

The man adjusted his glasses and said with reason:

"So, I do have a suggestion here."

He looked around and saw that everyone's eyes were on him before continuing: "Since we are all red, then, in this dungeon, there is no competition between us, but we should Cooperation is the only way, but the information given in this copy is too little and too vague, so I suggest that it is best to find a more senior anchor to be the captain, so that the information can be integrated and actions can be allocated."

In the lobby, some anchors nodded in approval, while others watched from the sidelines.

"What are the criteria for choosing a captain?" one of the anchors asked.

The man with glasses said, "Let's rank on the leaderboard, how about that?"

In any case, the ranking of Nightmare's points leaderboard is very valuable for reference. The higher the ranking, the more dungeons the streamer has entered, and the more experience they have in dealing with problems.

The presenters looked at each other.

"I have no opinion."

"Me too."

This proposal has been supported by the vast majority of anchors. Although there are also some anchors who are not prepared to be led by the so-called "captain", they are basically elites and will not raise different opinions on such occasions.

Yun Bilan on the side asked, "How is it, Captain, are you going to run for the election?"

As a human spirit, Wen Jianyan raised his eyes without saying a word, and glanced at the bearded man standing not far behind the young man.

The bearded man stood not far behind the young man, skillfully maintaining a distance that neither seemed close nor distant. He crossed his arms and looked at the other anchors in the hall in front of him without saying a word.

Wen Jianyan suddenly smiled: "It looks like he wants to be the captain of the popular party."

The young man was only in charge of the proposal, but the real decision maker was not him, but his captain.

Obviously, the other party is very confident in his ranking in the leaderboard, so he will make such a suggestion - there is a high probability that he is one of the three major guilds, and his position is not low.

"So what?" Yun Bilan curled her lips and said with her arms crossed, "How tall can you be?"

"No." Wen Jianyan looked away and said lightly, "I don't want to join in the fun."

You must know that this dungeon is not just an ordinary confrontation book, there are also two top ten opponents on the opposite side of Black, and the position of the captain of the red team is very popular, not to mention the need to coordinate other people to act together, it is really not his area of ​​expertise.

Of course, the other party's suggestion is correct.

In this situation where everything is very chaotic, it is necessary to choose a captain to integrate the information. It's a pity that Wen Jianyan has no interest in it.

He still prefers being a nimble opportunist than a controlling leader.

What happened next was not much different from what he had predicted.

Soon, the man with the beard became the temporary captain of the red party. He was codenamed Lockett, ranked 32 on the rankings, and was one of the top anchors of Eternal Sun.

...Rank 32.

Wen Jianyan glanced around, but did not see any other anchors standing up.

It seems that the overall quality of this dungeon is still somewhat different from the previous one.

This is understandable.

After all, this book was stuffed with four top ten streamers, and after all, this dungeon only had S, not SS, or even the difficulty of SSS.

Therefore, in order to ensure the balance of the copy, the copy will not be forcibly cracked by too many high-level anchors at the beginning, and the level of other anchors will most likely remain around the middle and high rank.

Wen Jianyan looked back.

He has lost interest in this "captain selection" drama.

He lowered his head and glanced at the old-fashioned pocket watch in his hand.

The thin pointer has reached the end of the white area, and there should be at most ten minutes before entering the black area.

In other words, the dungeon of [Xingwang Hotel] may soon have the first uncontrollable change.

"Come on, let's go somewhere else.

" Wen Jian said.

Rather than wasting the rest of your time on things like "selecting a captain", it's better to explore the bottom of the dungeon.

You must know that the duration of the [Xingwang Hotel] dungeon is three days, and there is no restriction on their activity area, which means that this dungeon leaves the host with a very high degree of freedom to explore.

Packing more than 200 senior anchors in a hotel with only four floors, giving such a long event time and such a high degree of freedom...

Then there is only one possibility.

[Xingwang Hotel] This copy is far more complicated than it looks on the surface.

The others nodded.

Under the leadership of Wen Jianyan, the group turned and walked towards one of the corridors.

Bai Xue kept her head down, silently following behind the team, like a white shadow, following them silently.

Behind them, Ji Dao came over from the line of sight, with a somewhat unclear meaning of scrutiny.

The corridors of the Xingwang Hotel are dark red, and the walls on both sides are very narrow, giving people an indescribable sense of depression. The ground is covered with a thick carpet, which can absorb the sound of human footsteps.

The team walked along the corridor.

As Wen Jianyan walked forward, she checked every room she passed by.

Unexpectedly, the doors of every room in the corridor can be pushed open.

All the rooms are empty, and the layout inside is exactly the same. Some rooms have obvious signs of being turned over, but most of the rooms show no signs of human activity. The white sheets are flat and flat without any wrinkles. , the room was deserted.

In every room, there is a picture that is disproportionate to the wall and is too large. The content of each painting is different, but the style is very similar.

The gloomy, dark sky, the endless raindrops, the scenes in the picture are indoors and outdoors, but without exception, they are empty and there is no half-figure.

Wen Jianyan looked at a painting in front of her with a thoughtful look on her face.

The painting depicts a low, gloomy room with gray and old furniture covered with thick dust, all windows and doors wide open, and it is raining incessantly outside.

Still no one.

So far, Wen Jianyan has searched more than ten rooms, and the words in each room are pictures of scenery.

...only 408 is not.

Wen Jianyan's mind flashed the contents of the painting and the woman in white with a blurred face in the narrow window, and she couldn't help but feel a chill behind her back.

Always felt……

In the dungeon of Xingwang Building, he seems to be a little bit more back.

Wen Jian glanced at Bai Xue on the side without a trace.

The other party stood near the door, with his head half lowered, his long forehead blocking half of his face, appearing indifferent and alienated.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps in the corridor outside the door.

Wen Jianyan turned her head to look.

It was a team of more than ten people.

The leader was a tall man. When he saw Wen Jianyan in the room, he narrowed his eyes slightly, turned and walked in: "You are the team that left first, right?"

Wen Jianyan's eyes fell on the unfriendly face of the other party and did not answer.

"Captain Red has just assigned different search areas," the leading man stepped in and looked at Wen Jianyan condescendingly, "You should be in another place."

Yun Bilan: "Where exactly?"

"How do I know," the other party shrugged indifferently, "to ask the captain."

Chen Mo frowned: "Now he should no longer be where he was. Even if he goes now, he won't be able to find anyone. Why don't we go together first—"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted rudely by the other party: "Don't you understand yet?"

The person behind him sneered: "This is not your place, get out of here."

Wen Jianyan understood the current situation almost immediately.

In such a dungeon, there are many senior anchors, and they will not be as easy to control as newcomers. Although they will not speak out when choosing the captain, but will choose to stand by, but this does not mean that they have recognized the identity of the captain. When it comes to critical moments, it is almost impossible for them to follow the captain's orders, and they will not share information and clues with anyone.

Obviously, the anchor of Eternal Day is determined to become the captain of the Red Square in the actual sense, not just a false name. To accomplish this, from the very beginning, it is necessary to "stand up"-

Find an early bird and let them understand the price of opposition.

Obviously, they became the early bird that hit the muzzle.

Therefore, the anchors assigned to this corridor must have been carefully selected, and may even have received hints in advance, so that they may conflict after meeting.

Ugh.

Wen Jianyan shook her head secretly.

That's why he doesn't like working with mid-level anchors.

This part of the anchors is often the largest in number. Although they are more experienced than the novice anchors, they also have a certain amount of confidence. They will not struggle with life and death in each instance, but they rarely experience extreme risks. , but will stay within a comfort zone.

If such a person is thrown into such a difficult dungeon all of a sudden, he will definitely be unaccustomed to the environment.

Their desire for power is too strong.

These people always prefer to "snatch" something, control, voice, fame, interests, etc., etc. Driven by this strong desire, they may ignore the dangers that are at hand.

If it was in the past, Wen Jianyan might choose to agree with the other party's point of view and leave instead.

After all, he is an efficiency-oriented person, and he is not obsessed with the so-called "dignity" and "face", and he is even less willing to put his energy on such meaningless internal friction.

If you only need to bow your head a little and surrender, you can make yourself "social" again, why not do it?

But the problem is...

Wen Jianyan lowered her head and glanced at the pocket watch in her hand.

The pointer has unknowingly reached the edge of the white area, and it will enter the black area in less than three minutes.

Running out of time.

He raised his head, looked at the unkind people in front of him, and suddenly said, breaking the tense situation in front of him: "I suggest you come first and talk about it."

The leading man was startled "what?"

"I said, I suggest you come to the room first." Wen Jianyan repeated patiently.

The other party's eyebrows are gloomy:

"You fucking can't understand people's language, can you—"

Wen Jianyan said lightly: "The working hours are from 9:00 am to 9:00 pm every day, and after 9:00 is the rest time. Please don't stay in the corridor after the lights are turned off, right?"

This is a very common rule in dungeons. It restricts the anchors from leaving the room at night. If they do not do so, it is likely to trigger the death condition, causing the anchors to be in danger... or even die on the spot.

"Guess why they didn't let the anchor leave the room?" Wen Jianyan chuckled:

"Is it because of the break time or because the lights are out?"

The other party was stunned and did not reply immediately.

"If it's the former, it doesn't matter, but if it's the latter, it's a big problem." Wen Jian pointedly said:

"During work, the lights are turned off for one hour every three hours in the Xingwang Hotel, right?"

Hearing this, all the anchors in the corridor sank.

Wen Jianyan's eyes swept across everyone's faces, taking in everyone's expressions.

He picked up his pocket watch and shook it lightly: "If I guess right, the lights will go out for the first time soon."

Wen Jianyan turned sideways: "So, are you coming in?"

As he spoke, he pointed to the dark and narrow corridor outside, and smiled lightly: "Or do you want to bet on the possibility of the former?"

In this case, how people will choose can be imagined.

No one wants to risk their life just to bet on a worthless possibility.

Looking at the group of anchors who rushed into the room, Wen Jianyan rolled her eyes - it's alright.

Although a little stupid, but not stupid at home.

"click, click, click"

The hands of the clock moved silently.

Soon, the pointer points to the junction of black and white.

"Snapped!

The ceiling light in the hallway made a soft sound and instantly dimmed.

The narrow corridor was suddenly dark, and only the light in the room was still on, and it fell to the ground through the half-open door, leaving a dark yellow light block.

Everyone couldn't help holding their breath, their bodies were tense, and their eyes fell on the corridor.

Someone raised his hand and pressed it on the door, as if preparing to close the door as soon as something appeared.

However, nothing happened.

Although the lights were turned off, the corridor was still silent, and the voices of other anchors walking in the distance could be faintly heard. It seemed that there was no danger.

The captain on the opposite side turned to look at the psychic in their team: "Is there any danger?"

The psychic closed his eyes, sensed for a few seconds, and then turned his head to look over: "No."

Immediately, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

In an instant, all the bad eyes fell on Wen Jianyan.

Although the source of danger was wrongly predicted, Wen Jianyan's face did not show regret.

He shrugged and said with a smile:

"Ah, looks like I guessed wrong."

No way, this is the sequelae of the copy of Changsheng Building, causing Wen Jianyan to be vigilant as soon as he sees the words "turn off the lights" or "darkness". But that's also a good thing.

If this dungeon is still as fast-paced as the last dungeon, Wen Jianyan is not sure if he can handle it.

He raised his head and glanced to the side.

Wen Jianyan's pupils shrank, almost missing half a beat of her breath.

However, he still maintained a calm expression on his face: "In that case, let's say goodbye first. After all, this is not our territory, right?"

Saying that, he beckoned to the others: "Let's go, let's go somewhere else."

Bai Xue, who was closest to the door, lowered her head, turned and walked towards the dark corridor, but because the door was blocked too much, she almost bumped into one of the team on the opposite side.

Feng Feng was heard by Wen Jianyan's threat management, and the unwillingness that led to the weakening of the momentum found an outlet, and the accumulated resentment and shame turned into anger and vented out.

"Can you fucking see the road?"

The man reached out to Bai Xue maliciously, trying to grab him rudely.

Someone grabbed the wrist.

Wen Jianyan took a step forward, still with a smile on her lips, but her eyes showed no warmth: "It's just an accident, why bother?"

Those light-colored eyes, which were very approachable just now, seemed oppressive at the moment, and under the dim light behind them, it was almost breathless.

"I apologized for him, how?"

Bai Xue, who was standing behind Wen Jianyan, paused for a while, and without saying a word, raised those eerie black eyes that were the exact opposite of the color of her skin.

The opposite side was startled, and the original action of blocking it couldn't help but take a step back subconsciously.

Wen Jianyan put on the harmless mask again on her face:

"That's right."

After speaking, he let go of the other party's wrist, waved to the other people, and quickly left the room.

Although the corridor was dark, it was still no problem to walk due to the number of guest rooms with lights on both sides.

Wen Jianyan's pace was fast.

"So what?" Yun Bilan trotted for a while before following up: "Where are we going next? You don't really want to find that Captain Red, do you?"

Wen Jianyan didn't answer, but randomly chose a room that she had just entered, turned around and walked in.

The rest of the people looked at each other a little unexpectedly, but they followed.

After Wen Jianyan walked into the room, she didn't stop and walked straight towards the center of the room.

He stood still in front of the painting, raised his eyes, and looked at it steadily.

Chen Mo and the others quickly followed and followed Wen Jianyan's line of sight.

They were all stunned.

In the large exaggerated picture frame in front of him, the scene changed for some time.

Gloomy, raining grey skies, crumbling houses.

There was a woman standing in the window, her blurred face was pale, her facial features could not be clearly seen, and she looked over silently. It is clearly the painting in 408!

Everyone took a deep breath.

They have just visited this room, and although they don't remember the scene in the painting very clearly - but it is absolutely impossible to coincide with the painting in 408!

Yun Bilan seemed to realize something.

She turned to look at Wen Jianyan, "So, in that room just now..."

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and nodded, "That's right."

After the lights were turned off, the painting in the room just now also became the portrait in 408, so Wen Jianyan chose to leave immediately and find a new room to enter.

And now... his bad hunch was confirmed.

The painting is "following" them.

After realizing this, everyone couldn't help but feel a chill behind their backs. They involuntarily turned their heads and looked into the painting.

The woman who could not see her face was standing behind the cloudy and rainy window, silent and motionless. There is an inexplicable feeling as if being "watched".

Wen Jianyan seemed to suddenly think of something.

He took the hard-covered notebook from his pocket.

He turned the first page.

On the original blank and yellowed page, a line of scarlet characters appeared:

【Assessment of intern employees】

【1. Please welcome a guest to enter the Xingwang Hotel for check-in】