Welcome to the Nightmare Live

Chapter 31

Fukang Private General Hospital, 4th floor.

After crossing the spacious and empty waiting area, there is a long narrow corridor, the ground is smooth and cold, the light can be seen, and the green and white walls look particularly desolate and bleak under the blue light.

The steel doors were tightly closed, the operating rooms were arranged in sequence, and each thickened partition window was pitch black.

Chaotic footsteps echoed in the empty corridor.

The four people from the red side were walking in front, and Wen Jianyan was at the back, not far from them.

...What shall we do next?

Liu Yuze's face was a little pale, and he looked straight ahead without looking sideways. As he walked forward, he lowered his voice and asked in an almost angry voice.

Although the prompt says [the operating room on the fourth floor can lead directly to the second floor of the basement], but the fourth floor is too big, and the entire floor is an operating room, the best way is of course to act separately and start on the fourth floor Carpet search, but there is such a tricky NPC to follow...

Finding a way to the second basement level without raising suspicion is easier said than done.

Wen Ya also did not look sideways, and replied in a low voice:

...Go ahead and see if there are any clues. If you can't find it, use the props.

It stands to reason that this channel should be hidden very secretly, but due to the particularity of this copy, the information gap between them and Black is too great.

For the balance of the broadcast, the rules of this dungeon will not make it difficult for them in this regard.

The group of people each had a ghost in their hearts, and slowly walked forward along the corridor.

Tick.

In the dead silence, the slight sound of water droplets sounded.

Wen Jianyan turned her head slightly and looked in the direction from which the voice came.

Each operating room has a makeshift hand sanitizer pool, and one of the pool's faucets is slowly dripping down.

Tick.

Another drop of water fell.

There was a little scarlet sticky trace on the white porcelain pool wall.

is blood.

Tick.

One, two.

More water drops sounded from all directions, surrounding, and every faucet outside the operating room began to drip blood outward, more and more urgently, more and more, giving people a feeling of approaching as if they were surrounded. .

The four red anchors walking at the forefront also noticed this.

They are all anchors who have experienced multiple dungeons, and have joined guilds with more comprehensive information and richer resources. They are very sensitive to the harbingers of such dangers.

Everyone was in high spirits, and their attention was secretly focused on the place where the sound sounded, nervously waiting for the arrival of the mutation.

The sound of water droplets was getting faster and faster.

The faucet loosened and spun under an unknown force, making a sour squeak, and a small stream of scarlet blood flowed out, then became thicker and more urgent, and finally washed directly into the pure white. on the porcelain inner wall.

Gudong.

Gudong.

There was a strange empty sound in the sewer, as if it was blocked by something.

The smell of blood in the air was getting stronger and stronger, making it impossible to breathe.

The scarlet viscous blood gradually leveled with the pool wall, and then began to pour out uncontrollably, flowing recklessly on the ground.

On the surface of the surging blood pool, one could vaguely see pale limb fragments floating up and down silently.

Although they had expected such a thing to happen, the faces of the four anchors of the red party were still stained with solemn expressions. They did not forget that the tricky NPC was still following them closely. Siege, it is very likely to lose the whole game.

Fragments of stumps in the sink fell to the ground with blood gushing out.

Feet, calves, abdomen, greasy internal organs, ribs, half-missed skull, mutilated brain, eyeballs with optic nerves, small cheeks.

Men's, women's, young, old, immature, mature...

Countless corpses belonging to different humans were washed away by scarlet blood and held together by some unknown force.

Grass!

What the hell is this!

Looking at such a bizarre scene in front of them, all the anchors couldn't help but be shocked. They stopped their steps, approached each other subconsciously, stood back to back, and took a defensive posture.

The stones were sewn together with dark, ugly thin threads like centipedes. One by one, the human beings spliced ​​together from different corpses appeared in the blood and water on the ground.

They staggered to their feet, their flexible and naked eyes rolled, and their irises of different shades reflected a cold and cruel luster in the cold light.

In the entire corridor, Wen Jianyan had the most stumps near him, and the corpses were assembled the fastest.

When the corpses around the other anchors were just put together, the corpse here had been sewn up and stood up, and started to attack him staggeringly.

Wen Jianyan: ...

I'm not saying that this is really not necessary to be so obvious!

Wen Jianyan reluctantly maintained the unfathomable calm expression on her face, she could dodge back, barely dodging the monster rushing towards her, and cursed inwardly.

day.

He knew that the hatred of these monsters must be on his own body.

Even the monsters near the red anchor were not interested in the closest prey to them. Instead, they used faster and more flexible movements to approach themselves.

At this time, one of the monsters suddenly approached with a posture and speed that humans could not imagine!

The mutilated, malicious face rushed in front of him in an instant, the loose mandible opened, the long blood-red tongue drooped down, and it was about to bite Wen Jianyan's arm in front of him— —

Suddenly, without warning, a small blue-black palm print appeared on the corpse's face.

The movement of the corpse froze slightly involuntarily.

In the next second, more small palm prints appeared on the broken face of the fragmented corpse. From the cheeks, to the neck, to the chest, bluish-purple traces protruded strangely.

Giggle-

The monster's eyeballs protruded, and the white organs that could see the fascia made strange clucking sounds, as if suffering some indescribable pain.

Immediately afterwards, its entire body slowly fell backwards, sinking into the bloody water that was already deep into the calf with a thud.

Wen Jianyan took two steps back in shock, and the blood under his feet made a clattering sound.

The young man raised his hand, his pale and slender palm stroked twice in the void beside him, his voice was low, and the end sound was very gentle because of this:

Thank you baby.

[Integrity First] In the live broadcast room:

Ah, ah, I don't care! The anchor just calls me baby! Calling me baby is mine!

Ahhhhh my heart is broken, help!

...Good guy, this Captain Black is a real bull. I finally understand why I opened the hunting book after a long absence. It really doesn't work without hunting.

Ghost mother NB!

Hahahahaha I can't think of it, the anchor is wrapped around one hundred and ten ghost babies to protect him!

I've decided, I'm going to support Black in this wave [100 reward points]

Me too! I bet, my family! Black is rushing! [100 reward points]

This wave is indeed a rare hunting book where Black has the upper hand. I have never seen such a situation before. This time it is an eye-opener [200 reward points]

This senior Nightmare viewer has come to say it. The anchor can really have the upper hand when he plays like this. At least ordinary ghosts and the anchor of the red party can't hurt him. However, based on my experience of watching so many live broadcasts, He can't survive 100% doing that.

Yes, even if he really wins this wave of team battles, he will surely die.

Ah? Why, please explain.

Because the anchor is not fully human now, and is recognized by the ghost baby as a ghost mother. At that time, after the copy is over, the live broadcast system will directly determine that the anchor has lost his human identity, and he will be left forever. This copy is in, let's watch and cherish it.

Ah, I seem to have heard of this kind of case. Some streamers used the power of ghosts too many times in the dungeon, and as a result, they were assimilated, and finally became a new monster recognized by the dungeon rules, and slowly lost their sense of human beings. And thinking ability, forever wandering in the ability to copy.

Yes, although this situation is rare, it is not impossible. Although the power of the ghosts in the dungeon is powerful, sometimes it can even be the help of the anchor, but this power is poisonous, and it will be sooner or later if they get along for a long time. If you are attacked, you wait, this anchor will be no exception.

Alas, it's a pity, this anchor may be a good seedling in the future! And his appearance is still high, let's take a look at it, the next copy is estimated to be invisible.

At this moment, Wen Jianyan felt his fingers being pulled.

A small blue-purple hand appeared in the void and pointed in one direction.

A childish child's voice sounded, accompanied by an icy aura passing over his ears: Mom, here.

He quickly glanced in the direction of the four anchors of the red party.

Obviously, those few people haven't discovered this yet. All their attention is focused on the monsters in front of them, and they don't realize that these monsters are far less interested in them than their own NPC. To the shocking moment that just happened here.

Wen Jianyan made a decisive decision: Let's go.

*

When he was struggling with the monsters in front of him, Kong Laoliu swept away not far away, and suddenly exclaimed: That NPC is gone!

The other three were stunned for a moment, and Qi Qi looked not far away.

Sure enough, the NPC that had been attached not far behind them disappeared for some time.

This is a great thing for them, and everyone can't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

When the NPC was there, they did not dare to escape or fight back at will, for fear of causing suspicion from the other party. Although they did not know where the NPC was now, it at least avoided the risk of being attacked by the enemy, and they could always let go of their hands and feet. .

Wen Ya threw a ball that was the size of a slap, similar to a slap, and the next second, a strong light exploded, and all the monsters froze in place and couldn't move.

She shouted, The prop will expire in a minute, let's go!

The group ran forward at the fastest speed.

The pool of blood under his feet made a sticky sound, and the heavy breathing echoed in the narrow space. After turning around the corner of the corridor, it quickly disappeared, and disappeared in just a few breaths.

After a minute.

Time seemed to flow again, and the countless corpses standing in the pool of blood recovered from their rigid state and slowly began to move again.

However, this time they lost the breath of a living person, and they started wandering the corridor like headless flies, bumping into the wall from time to time, stopping and then starting to walk aimlessly again.

At this moment, a pool of blood surged on the ground.

Whoa-

With the sound of water, a monster with countless blue-black baby handprints on its face slowly stood up, and blood flowed down its broken body.

Giggle.

The eyeballs on its face rolled twice, and then walked towards the corpse beside it step by step.

It caught one, ignored the unwilling struggle of its own kind, opened its dislocated bloody mouth, and bit down fiercely.

Creepy chewing and swallowing sounds echoed in the dead silence.

I don't know how long has passed.

The blood in the faucet no longer flows, and the pool of blood accumulated on the ground gradually fades away, leaving only a piece of debris after being bitten.

The only remaining monster slowly stood up.

Fascia has grown on its eyeballs, which fit properly with its cheeks. The lower half of its face is dyed scarlet with blood and minced meat, and it is still dripping down, with black all over its body. The sutures are tightly stitched, like scars.

The blue-purple baby handprints on his face still didn't disappear, instead they looked even more terrifying.

Giggle.

It stood there for a while, as if it was looking for something. A strange sound came from its half-broken throat. After a few seconds, it turned around and walked staggeringly in the direction where Wen Jianyan disappeared.

*

After getting rid of the group of monsters composed of corpses, the four Red Fang shuttled through the complicated fourth floor, and soon they could no longer hear the sound of blood.

They stopped panting and looked at each other.

Fortunately, I don't know if it is because of their relationship with the red party, the monsters on the fourth floor seem to be not very aggressive, so they can escape even if they have some scruples and can't use their hands and feet.

But even so, they can't afford to lose time.

No one knows if anything more outrageous will happen on the fourth floor next, and now they had better find their way to the second underground floor as quickly as possible.

After a brief discussion with his teammates, Liu Yuze opened his backpack, purchased and activated the wayfinding item.

Soon, a beating arrow appeared in front of everyone's eyes, flashing regularly, as if guiding the way for them.

Let's go.

Following the direction of the arrow, the group wandered around the maze-like fourth floor, and finally came to a seemingly abandoned operating room.

There was a rotten smell of dust floating in the air, and there seemed to be a faint smell of blood mixed in it.

The arrow pointing the way disappeared.

It should be here. Liu Yuze took a deep breath and said.

The other three people in the red side nodded and walked inside cautiously.

The overhead lighting circuit seemed to be broken, making a rustling noise and flickering from time to time, barely illuminating the dark and open operating room.

Dilapidated, discarded surgical equipment was piled in it, with tan spots on it, and whether it was traces of rust or dried blood.

The floor was cluttered, littered with disposable surgical instruments that were no longer usable.

Everything here is out of tune with the modern operating room outside, and the room temperature seems to have dropped to the lowest level, which makes people feel cold.

After passing through the operating table with the broken leg, the crooked operating lamp, and the steel gantry, several people came to the end of the abandoned operating room.

Here, there is an old-fashioned elevator.

Rusty diamond-shaped iron railings blocked the outside, and inside was a narrow old elevator that could only barely accommodate a few people. The dim lights flickered inside the elevator.

Several people looked at each other.

It looks like it's right here.

Two strong male anchors stepped forward and pulled open the rusted iron door. Soon, the iron door made a creaking sound and slowly opened to both sides.

They went into the elevator.

The elevator touchpad here is also extremely old, with only two round brass buttons, one with -2 and one with 4.

Obviously, this elevator can only stop in two places.

Liu Yuze poked the -2 button.

Nothing happened.

what happened?

He was a little confused, and when he was about to continue pressing, he was grabbed by Wen Ya: Wait, look.

Liu Yuze looked in the direction of Wen Ya's finger.

I saw that there was a small keyhole at the bottom of the touchpad. Looking at this situation, I am afraid that the elevator can only be activated if the key is obtained.

Several people's brows instantly wrinkled.

key?

This hospital is really too big, and all their hints can only lead them here. If they need a key to go down to the second floor...then they really don't know where to start.

At this moment, a soft sound of ding sounded from the darkness outside the elevator, like some kind of metal collision, breaking the dead silence abruptly, making people subconsciously shocked.

Everyone was startled fiercely, raised their heads suddenly, and looked in the direction of the voice in unison.

In the dim light, a person could barely be seen standing in the vague shadows.

You are here. A familiar voice sounded.

The young man put the scalpel he was playing with back in the tray and walked out of the darkness step by step.

The hem of his white coat was soaked by the raised blood. Scarlet blood splashed on the glasses of the youth and on the cheeks that had lost their blood color. A few drops of blood dripped down the soft lines of the cheeks, making his eyes darker and darker. Night, pale. Under such a strong color contrast, the temperament that was almost ascetic became sinister.

The pale and handsome face was stained with scarlet blood, and a layer of almost evil Nong Li was caged for him.

Anyway...it looks very perverted.

It seems that you do know the way.

Wen Jianyan narrowed her eyes and glanced over the four people in front of her.

If that's the case, then I don't need to hide you. He added lightly: The key is in the Dean's office on the fifth floor.

The four people in the red party were instantly overjoyed and subconsciously relieved—

Great, it looks like they passed this NPC test!

However, in the pocket of Wen Jianyan's white coat coat, there was a folded piece of paper with a little rust on the edge of the door. It was obviously left on the iron door for a long time.

It says:

The key is in the dean's office - stay on April 23

[Integrity First] In the live broadcast room:

……Pooh!

Pooh!

Pooh!!

How can this anchor lie without blinking! This guy arrived two minutes earlier than them, and then he just took the note and secretly hid in the dark to pose and wait for others!

Bah! This pretentious man!

Damn, why did he pretend, and why am I still being tricked! This is unscientific!

In fact, when he found the elevator, the red party was useless to Wen Jianyan. He was going to leave the group and go directly, but what he didn't expect was that the existence of the key disrupted his plan.

He is now going outside to take the elevator to the fifth floor. No matter how fast he moves, there is still a very high possibility that he will run into this group of anchors during the return journey, and it will be a bit difficult to tell a lie at that time.

In this case, it would be better to continue to drag these red anchors and let them continue to work for him.

Wen Jianyan walked out of the darkness without changing his face.

The corners of his lips were slightly raised, and he casually twitched a slight smile that was not a smile. His dark eyes dyed by ghosts narrowed slightly, and his long and dense eyelashes drooped down, covering the cynical smile at the bottom of his eyes.

——Tool man, so easy to use!