Welcome to the Nightmare Live

Chapter nine

Su Cheng couldn't have imagined that it was so simple to use the time difference and blind spots to get out of the old witch's warning range.

The young people who traveled together seemed to know the internal structure of the place very well. Even in the dark, they could move in and out freely, which room could enter and which room could not. Every time point was just right, and it seemed that they could always find a hiding place before they were discovered. dead end.

Soon, the two came to the first floor without any risk.

Standing in the empty hall on the first floor, Su Cheng suddenly couldn't help himself.

We... just came down like this?

Why is it a little unreal?

He followed Wen Jianyan in a trance and walked across the hall to the closed door of the dormitory building.

The young man in front of him suddenly stopped his pace.

"What's wrong?"

Su Cheng was startled, he stepped forward and tried to push the door.

The iron gate did not move.

He squeezed the handle tightly and pressed it down again, but the handle was stuck in place.

Deadlocked.

"No, it doesn't matter, the key must be nearby." Su Cheng stared at the door, took a few steps back, and said forcefully.

Although he is still a newcomer, he has played a lot of horror decryption games. According to the routine, a locked door will always have a corresponding key, but the player needs to find it.

It must be so.

"I'll go look over there, Officer Xu, you..."

As Su Cheng said, he turned his head to look at the young man standing beside him——

Halfway through, the words got stuck in his throat.

"Crack."

The door lock made a crisp sound, and then slowly opened.

"..."

Su Cheng was stunned, staring at the young man standing beside him speechlessly.

"Ah, the key."

Wen Jianyan seemed to notice the frightened look in the other party's eyes. He put the wire back in his pocket, turned his face slightly, and said nonchalantly, "I don't need it now."

The young man smiled slightly, stood upright between light and dark, with a slender and straight body, and his eyes were clear and magnanimous.

"..."

Su Cheng opened his mouth and said dryly, "Haha, you... your police officer school still teaches this."

There was a happy atmosphere in the live broadcast room.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha I know!

"Come on, let's start the game, let's bet on whether the other side can debunk the anchor's scam."

"I think it should be possible. How can the Police Academy teach such rude things? It's not a good person at first glance!"

Wen Jianyan did not change his face:

"Our training is for emergencies that may arise."

He pointed to the stairs behind him, and the conversation changed:

"—including being alert to the surrounding environment at all times."

I saw the dim light flickering in the stairwell, and the walls were vaguely imprinted with shadows, changing their shapes silently, and faint footsteps could be heard.

"!"

Su Cheng was startled, and subconsciously turned his head and grabbed Wen Jianyan's arm: "Someone is here, hurry up!"

Wen Jianyan smiled silently: "Well."

The two quickly left the dormitory building and quickly restored the door behind them to their original state.

At this moment, a "ding" sounded in their ears at the same time:

"Congratulations to the anchor for leaving the dormitory building!"

[Main quest: Leave the dormitory after turning off the lights and explore the campus.

Completion: 50

Reward points: 5000]

Su Cheng heaved a sigh of relief.

Great, it looks like he made the right choice.

He turned his head and glanced at Wen Jianyan not far away, and a trace of happiness and gratitude for the rest of his life flashed in his heart.

Thanks to meeting this important NPC and entering this seemingly critical plot line, otherwise he would have been in danger long ago - either being chased by monsters, or struggling with the approaching countdown.

He looked directly at the young man in front of him and asked cautiously, "Officer Xu, where are we going next?"

"The fourth floor of the teaching building."

The locker key Xu Yuan left him pointed there.

Wen Jianyan took a deep look at Su Cheng and said softly:

"Also, I sneaked in as an ordinary person. You don't need to call me Officer Xu. You are the same age as my sister, so you can call me Little Vancouver in the future."

Although his tone was calm, his voice was very heavy, as if there was some kind of complicated emotion deep inside.

Even knowing that the other party was an NPC, Su Cheng couldn't help being touched. At this moment, the background story that the other party just briefly told him seemed to become vivid and concrete.

what! What a touching sibling relationship!

However, according to the horror film routine, I'm afraid... alas.

Su Cheng's face flashed a trace of unbearable.

"Okay, little Vancouver."

Su Cheng took a deep breath and said solemnly, "Don't worry, I will definitely help you find your sister."

An ellipsis floated across the barrage.

"..."

"Good guy, actually messed with him again."

"I thought he was going to be suspicious, but I didn't expect him to be more convinced now... It's outrageous!"

"Where's my sister! No sister! Anchor, wake up, this is all made up by that liar! Crash jpg"

"... Routines, all routines."

The first floor of the dormitory building.

The shadow printed on the wall gradually solidified, and the sound of messy footsteps sounded in the stairwell.

Several embarrassed figures appeared in the hall.

"Oh shit……"

One of the anchors said with lingering fears: "This monster is too fierce. If I didn't throw a prop in time, I'm afraid it will capsize in the gutter."

The other looked equally embarrassed:

"I remember that this is not a D-level copy? This difficulty is a bit wrong, right?"

"It's a bit high indeed."

One of the anchors guessed: "Speaking of which... Could this be related to the NPC that the old witch was looking for?"

Kong Shixing frowned and interrupted the conversation between the two: "Let's not mention this, the most important thing now is to find the key to the door."

The three spread out and began to look for the location of the key on the first floor of the hall.

One of the anchors was looking under the table. He raised his head and was almost in cardiac arrest when a figure suddenly slammed into view.

A solitary human-shaped silhouette stood in the stairwell, surrounded by the dim and pale light, and it looked like a ghost at first glance.

The figure slowly took two steps forward, exposing his entire face to the light.

"……It's you?"

The anchor was startled.

The other party's body and facial features are very familiar, and he is a rookie anchor who has seen more than once in the dungeon.

When Kong Shixing heard the movement and walked out of the duty room, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes fell on the uninvited guest:

"What's wrong?"

"I, I want to team up with you."

said the man.

The fear on his face did not disappear, his face was pale, and his voice trembled: "Let me join you."

The anchor who had just spoken to the man gave Kong Shixing a wink.

Kong Shixing said without changing his face: "You can act with us if you want, but you must obey our orders unconditionally and not hold us back."

The man nodded hurriedly: "Okay...Okay!"

In the dungeon, the basic survival time is very valuable, not only has more opportunities for trial and error, but also can transfer the time to other anchors, that is to say, it can be plundered, traded, and deceived.

Experienced anchors generally keep their initial survival time strictly confidential.

Too many words are easy to be targeted, too few words indicate that he is approaching danger, and it will be easier to be alerted and alienated.

The reason why they have an impression of this anchor is because, as a novice anchor who has survived too long, he is too high-profile.

If it's just an ordinary D-level dungeon, they generally don't consider this method. After all, if the opponent is not killed in the end, they will definitely forge a deep hatred.

However, now this copy...

It always feels like something is beyond their expectations and grasp.

Well, it's always good to have a health pack in the team.

A trace of greed flashed in Kong Shixing's eyes.

"What's your name?"

On the dirty glass of the duty room, the figure of the man was vaguely reflected.

His face was pale and stiff, and the corners of his mouth slowly cracked and lifted, revealing a distorted and exaggerated smile.

"Cheng Huaquan."

The man answered.

It was already completely dark.

The thick darkness was like a living creature, swallowing the entire campus.

The street lamps were flickering, only illuminating a small pale area, the edges of the buildings were blurred and distant, and the shadows were long and silent, living silently at the edge of the line of sight.

After leaving the evening, the current campus seems to have fallen into another dimension.

Wen Jianyan looked up at the teaching building in front of her.

There was not a trace of light in the dark window, and it was immersed in the darkness of the night, as if something was wiggling in the shadows, peeking out from one side of the window.

There was no one in the dead building, and the inexplicable sense of oppression was chilling.

Su Cheng couldn't help swallowing his saliva, holding the last glimmer of unrealistic hope, and asked with a trembling voice:

"This, here?"

Wen Jianyan: "..."

Although I don't want to admit it, but——

He nodded expressionlessly.

After getting a positive answer, the last glimmer of hope in Su Cheng's heart was also shattered. He stared at the teaching building in front of him with a sad face, cold sweat on his back.

This ghost place, you can see that there is nothing good in it!

Wen Jianyan felt the same way.

But the task was in hand, and there was no turning back, so he had to bite the bullet and step forward, saying in a well-trained calm voice, "Let's go."

Su Cheng looked at his companion's suddenly taller back, and couldn't help but awe.

As expected of a righteous public servant of the people, he can give people such a strong sense of security even in the horror live broadcast!

He took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to follow.

It was so quiet in the teaching building that only the footsteps of two people could be heard in the empty and dead corridor.

Su Cheng followed closely behind Wen Jianyan, his eyes couldn't help drifting to both sides.

Suddenly, he froze.

In the dark classroom, the dim light of the street lamps in the distance can be vaguely seen.

The lights outlined several black silhouettes, the shadows standing silently side by side, motionless.

With a pale face, Su Cheng stepped up to Wen Jianyan's side, stretched out his hand and tugged at the other's sleeve, and said in a low voice:

"Teach, there seems to be someone in the classroom."

"Not necessarily human."

Wen Jianyan didn't lift his head, and said at the fastest speed, "Don't look, lower your head and walk forward quickly."

Su Cheng's scalp was numb, and he nodded hastily.

The two continued to move forward, accompanied by the beating of their heartbeats, and the sound of empty footsteps echoed in the corridor, getting faster and faster.

Soon, the classroom was left far behind.

Before Su Cheng could breathe a sigh of relief, in the next classroom, those silhouettes appeared again, they were still side by side, this time closer.

Next room.

Next room.

Every time you move forward, the silhouette will take a step forward, and the strange shadow gradually enlarges, as if it is slowly approaching.

There was a faint sound of shredding and strange sounds in my ears, like a low laugh, and like a malicious whisper, those meaningless syllables came from the distance of the corridor, approaching little by little, approaching—

"run!"

Wen Jianyan stopped drinking.

The moment the voice fell, the two of them ran away desperately.

The edge of the line of sight blurred into a piece, but you could still see the black shadow relentlessly continuing to approach, approach, and approach again.

At the end, the shadow, which had been fully enlarged to its normal height, clinged to the window near the corridor, as if it would leave the classroom and come to the corridor in the next second.

Those rustling and eerie human voices were amplified again and again, circling in the empty corridor, attacking from all directions, but the source of the sound could not be found at all, but it was inexplicably chilling and trembling.

"This way!"

The young man running in front made a sharp turn and dragged Su Cheng into the stairwell.

The stairwell was dark and cramped, the green paint peeled off, revealing a mess of scribbled graffiti, and the overhead lights flickered and squeaked.

Other than that, it was dead silence.

The whispers disappeared.

Those gradually approaching shadows also did not seem to catch up.

Su Cheng leaned against the wall in shock, his voice changed: "What the hell are those things?!"

Wen Jianyan didn't answer.

He raised his head and looked at the stairs that stretched upwards in front of him.

The tops of some of the sloping stairs were engulfed in darkness and seemed endless.

The adrenaline generated during the run just now had disappeared, and the icy chill began to rise from the soles of my feet.

Although the well-trained calm and composure remained on his face, Wen Jianyan's heart began to feel empty.

...if he could, he really didn't want to go up at all.

He remembered the time limit for the task, pinched the hard outline of the key in his pocket, gritted his teeth, and squeezed out a few words:

"...Come on, go upstairs."

Su Cheng looked at the young man beside him in shock.

This npc, are you not afraid at all?

"You... your mental quality is really strong." He opened his mouth. He sincerely praised.

Wen Jianyan: "..."

Ha ha.

Strong you big bastard.

I have to be ironclad, okay?

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he replied without a smile, "It's a great praise."

The barrage is crazy.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha why is it so funny?"

"What a wonderful and weird comedy effect!"

"In a sense, the opposite side did tell the truth. The anchor's psychological quality is indeed very strong, but it's all in the direction of lying and not blinking."

"But it's true to be afraid of ghosts, hahaha!"

After entering the stairwell, there were no strange sounds and images along the way.

However, once they want to leave the stairwell and enter the corridor on the second and third floors, they will fall into the previous predicament again.

The shadows became clear and close, swarming in the darkness of corridors and classrooms, watching them greedily and eagerly, waiting to drag them into the darkness.

Su Cheng secretly took out his ID card during the process and took a look.

He found that every time he entered the realm of the shadow, his remaining survival time would be eaten up by a large part. It was only a few minutes ago that he entered the teaching building, but the ID card had been dropped for nearly half an hour. long time.

His back felt cold, and he gave up his mind to explore on the second and third floors.

Soon, the fourth floor was already in sight.

"4".

The bright red digital lacquer print had faded and peeled, illumined by the flickering lights in the hallway, looking more and more ominous.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath slowly, took a step carefully, and walked out of the stairwell side by side.

The ear is very quiet, without the weird whispers and low smiles that surround it.

The voice-activated lights came on one by one, illuminating the empty corridor.

No shadows.

To be precise, after leaving the stairwell, nothing happened. Compared with the other three floors, it was simply too peaceful and simple.

But Wen Jianyan didn't feel any relief.

There are only two possibilities for it to be so quiet here. One is that the shadows were originally designed to drive them to the fourth floor, and the other is that there is something more vicious here, and even they dare not approach here.

Either way, it is not easy to deal with.

The icy light overhead is steady and constant.

The empty corridor stretched out to both sides, and the end was engulfed by darkness. The classrooms on both sides had no obvious signs, so we could only go to confirm them one by one.

Wen Jianyan turned to look at Su Cheng:

"Let's find classroom 408 separately. If you encounter any abnormality, don't act rashly and call me loudly."

Su Cheng was startled for a moment, then nodded quickly: "No problem."

To be honest, in such a weird place, splitting up was the last thing he wanted to do.

After all, acting alone is the death rule of horror movies.

But now Su Cheng must quickly confirm the remaining points and duration on his ID card, and then buy life-saving props from the store, so the other party's proposal is just right.

After parting with Wen Jianyan, Su Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and walked into the corridor to the side.

Great, what he's going to do next can't be seen by that npc, which is not only difficult to explain, but also likely to lead to suspicion.

As he thought, he opened the live broadcast panel.

But what Su Cheng didn't know was that in a place he couldn't see, the "npc" himself was doing exactly the same thing as him—

Open the live panel.

It has been a long time since the live broadcast panel was opened here. As soon as Wen Jianyan entered, he saw the overwhelming barrage, and he was overwhelmed for a while.

"Oh oh oh oh the anchor has opened the barrage!"

"!!!【50 reward points】"

"The anchor look here!"

"Ah ah ah, I love the anchor style so much, confession from the front row!"

He took time to look at the number of people online in the live broadcast room.

Good guy, last time there were only more than 2,000 people, and now it has doubled, almost approaching 6,000 people!

Wen Jianyan glanced at the barrage.

The previous wave of enthusiasm has passed, and the remaining content of the barrage has become more nutritious.

Some are enthusiastic, some are cold, some are malicious, and some are skeptical. Of course, most of them are watching the play with great interest, and no particularly effective information can be extracted from it.

This barrage is of no use value.

There is no need for any interaction, but... it can't be too obvious.

"thanks."

The handsome young man smiled and lowered his eyes, letting his long eyelashes cover the glimmer of his eyes, he lightly pressed his fingertips on his curved lips, threw a kiss lightly, and said with his mouth:

"...and confess to you."

The previously indifferent and upright disguise was torn apart, revealing a bit of Nong Li's frivolity and cynicism who did not belong to that fake character.

But it's not serious, but with a casual sense of distance, it seems to be just a casual teasing, but it's...

Inexplicably very gullible.

Immediately afterwards, the interface was closed without reluctance.

The barrage fell into a brief blank.

"...Damn, he really understands [50 reward points]"

"Damn, this anchor is too skilled at cheating and rewarding! Family members, don't be deceived! [50 reward points]"

"Generally speaking, I rarely give a reward to such a new live broadcast room, but... [50 reward points]"

"The anchor's mouth, a deceiving ghost! [100 reward points]"

Hearing the jingle of credits in his ears, Wen Jianyan happily opened the store interface.

Perhaps the point savings has increased, and this time the store has more open interfaces.

After careful selection, Wen Jianyan added a life-saving item to the shopping cart. After all, there may be dangers in the future, so it is necessary to have insurance in advance.

He stared at the store interface for a moment, then added another item to the cart.

Guiding hand.

Although the price of this thing is not cheap, it has become more and more necessary as time goes on.

Wen Jianyan has now collected hard-level hidden objects, and the legendary-level hidden object quest is also in progress.

In this case, if you don't collect all the hidden items in this dungeon, it will be a little too sorry for yourself, who is desperately working hard.

Wen Jianyan clicks to place an order.

"The item has been put into the backpack."

The system prompt sounded, and his heart ached when he saw the 7,000 points quickly being debited from his account.

It's fast, and there are dozens of minutes left to settle the points again.

Wen Jianyan comforted herself in her heart.

At this moment, Su Cheng's voice came from behind:

"Here, 408 is here!"

Wen Jianyan came back to his senses, he closed the interface, turned around and walked towards Su Cheng's location.

Su Cheng pointed to a faded iron sheet on the closed door in front of him.

Sure enough, this was the room he was looking for.

Wen Jianyan nodded, stepped forward, and pressed his hand on the doorknob.

The cold metal touch came from the palm of his hand, and a chill spread, causing him to shiver slightly.

He took a deep breath and was about to press his palm down when suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind like lightning.

Wen Jianyan was startled, her eyes widened slightly.

and many more……

He turned to look.

This is the fourth floor...the second room on the right.

That's right, what I saw from the dormitory building, the terrifying figure standing in the teaching building, with his face on the window, seems to be in the same room...

The fourth floor is on the right, the second room.

Wen Jianyan's eyes fell on the door in front of him, and the bright red lacquer print on the iron sheet faded slightly.

That's right here.

408.