Welcome to the Nightmare Live

Chapter 96

Wen Jianyan had a smile on her lips and looked back casually.

[Integrity First] The live broadcast room exploded:

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ah

Woohoooooooooooooooooooooooooooo liar, the report is fierce, reported !!!

Damn, this guy is definitely making some bad ideas again! You bad guy! [100 reward points]

Why am I being bewitched by my wife every day! My heart can't take it anymore! Help!! [Reward Points 100]

looking at what?

Yun Bilan on the side raised her eyes, glanced at the place where the other party had seen, and easily caught Huang Mao's figure.

She was slightly startled and narrowed her eyes:

Are you sure? Are they following us?

Yeah. Wen Jianyan nodded, with a happy interest in her eyes.

A con man who makes a living by playing tricks, he's very sensitive to human sights and emotions—whatever.

When he was in the leisure park before, he only had a vague feeling of being watched. After entering this project, the team of four anchors who entered just before the opening officially triggered his radar.

Although Huang Mao was the one who was timid and cowardly, all his thoughts were written on his face.

However, it was not him who really exposed their team, but his teammates.

The looming, though whitewashed, still leaked out from Gu Pan, the aim and malice, the deliberately kept distance, the invisible sight, the scrutiny of the evaluation, all too familiar.

Before entering this Nightmare Live Room, the world in which Wen Jianyan lived was almost entirely composed of these beings.

That is the air he breathes, the soil he grows on, the poison he swallows.

Familiar with Wen Jianyan, he can draw a conclusion directly without reconfirmation.

It's them.

Moreover, this team is different from the previous Scar brothers. They are not the kind of loose team that operates under the domination of certain emotions and greed. They have extremely clear goals and targets.

They are targeted.

They are very skilled.

If someone else bought the props, Scar and the others would follow. They are hyenas who follow the smell, and they are scavengers who live in groups. They just want to bite off a piece of meat from their prey. , it will bark and run away with its tail tucked.

But this group of people is different.

Wen Jianyan can be quite sure.

The other party came for himself, not for the props and lottery tickets in his hand.

In addition, he is very self-aware of his ability to form revenge.

Therefore, after realizing that the other party came for him, Wen Jianyan basically guessed the purpose of this group of people.

The reason why he approached Huang Mao was not to confirm whether his conjecture was correct, but simply for one reason-the anchor was the only weak point in the entire team.

His emotions were too fragile, like a taut bowstring that could snap with a single touch.

Timid, fearful, sensitive, cowardly.

Unless sheltered, such a person will not live long in Nightmare Live.

There is only one possibility for such a mercenary team to choose to bring such an emotionally vulnerable team member.

His talent is irreplaceable.

even critical.

So, what kind of talent does a team that aims to kill the anchor and charge high commissions need?

output? certainly.

control? perhaps.

But these must be established under the premise of finding the goal.

If you want to kill people, the most important first step is to find someone first. Of course, being put into the same dungeon is the first step, but this is not the end.

The maps of Nightmare dungeons are often very large, and the smallest is an entire building, and the size of the map of this amusement park is something that Wen Jianyan has never felt before. With so many streamers, it is easier to find and recognize a person.

After connecting with the sight that he had been feeling before, Wen Jianyan had almost confirmed that the other party's talent seemed to be related to vision.

Now that this is determined, he can counteract accordingly.

No matter how many attack methods the opponent has to change, as long as they still rely on Huang Mao's eye, it is impossible to cause him harm.

The Gray City team would never have imagined that even if they hadn't had formal contact, their behavior and way of reliance would be exposed so thoroughly.

In this dungeon, people who are mentally fragile are the most vulnerable to hints and influences - especially if the fear mushrooms in Wen Jianyan's hands have not been used up.

It only takes a little physical contact to easily affect the other party's state.

Hey, hey, what are you looking at?

The player raised his hand and dangled it in front of his eyes.

Huang Mao suddenly came back to his senses, his face was pale, his forehead was wet with sweat, he raised his hand and grabbed Gray Cheng's arm tightly: He, he knows, he definitely knows!

Gray City frowned: Calm down.

He turned his head and glanced behind him without a trace.

The target person is still looking down at the corpse in front of him, looking almost the same as before.

The feeling the other party gave him was really weird, almost to the point that Huang Mao shuddered.

Or... let's stop doing this... Huang Mao suggested in a low voice, Even if our mission fails, can we?

This time, everyone's eyes turned bad.

This is a Grade A dungeon. Do you think we have been busy for so long in such a dangerous situation, just to give up halfway now? The teammate narrowed his eyes, looked at him, and asked unintentionally:

What did he say in your ear before? Is it really just thank you?

...!

Huang Mao's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously let go of the hand that was holding Hui Cheng tightly.

A strong sense of fear of being doubted and abandoned by his teammates rose in his heart, and he knew that if he showed similar emotions again, it was very likely that this suspicion would be confirmed.

This is what he is most afraid of.

It's alright, it's alright. Gray Cheng frowned, Do you have to fight at this time?

He looked at Huang Mao: Get ready, we'll start when we enter the next tunnel, don't make another mistake this time, understand?

Huang Mao nodded, and no longer dared to express his emotions on his face, murmured:

Ming, I understand.

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Wen Jianyan stared at the corpse in front of him.

Its body was swollen, its skin was abnormally pale, and its eyes were wide open, looking particularly terrifying.

I don't know if it's Wen Jianyan's illusion...

It always feels like something is slowly wriggling under its skin.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank: Quick, step back!

The corpse in front of him swelled at a speed that was difficult to react to, and the edema body swelled up as if it had been inflated!

bump!

With a violent sound, the entire corpse exploded from the inside out!

The thin, rubber-like skin softened loosely, with no bones, no muscles, no internal organs, just a blob of semi-liquid liquid wrapped in the skin, the sticky transparent liquid purring from the skin It gushed out, and it was full of dense, wriggling frog eggs.

However, it was different from the frog eggs under the skin of Fat Brother last time.

The eggs that grow under the fat brother's skin are two or three millimeters in diameter, but this time they have obviously expanded to one or two centimeters, crowded together one after another.

A layer of translucent membrane was in front of Wen Jianyan's eyes. It was the prop that he had just activated quickly with his eyes and hands. It just happened to protect the few of them in it, so that it was not splashed.

The translucent frog eggs slowly slipped down from the barrier in front of Wen Jianyan's eyes.

He gasped for breath in a panic, his eyes fixed in the air, and he slid down following the frog eggs.

The black unknown creatures inside were swimming vigorously, as if they were struggling to escape from the depths of the omentum. Some of them had even escaped. The dark, insect-like things were swimming in the transparent medium. It was hard to say that they were tadpoles. , but more like some kind of strange creature that does not belong to any species.

Wen Jianyan stared at the liquid and eggs that fell on the ground, her face a little ugly.

Compared with the eggs they encountered in the haunted house, these frog eggs are obviously a lot more advanced, and most of them have even hatched.

Could it be that... in the future, all these eggs will develop into those frogs?

Looking at the number of frog eggs contained in this corpse, and thinking about how many anchors died in this dungeon, it became a breeding ground for frog eggs...

What will this copy look like over time?

Thinking of this, Wen Jianyan couldn't help but feel a little scalp tingling.

Ah... ah ah ah! Ah ah ah! A shrill scream came from another carriage not far away.

Wen Jianyan was startled and turned to look in the direction from which the voice came.

I saw an anchor jumped up suddenly, and his little half was covered with a thick layer of sticky liquid, which seemed to have been splashed by one of the corpses in the explosion just now.

Ahhhhhhhhh-

He was frantically scratching his body over and over again, as if he would use his fingers to pierce the skin and scratch his flesh from the skeleton.

Under the exposed piece of skin, there were dense small protrusions that seemed to be swimming rapidly in this body, swallowing it, almost shuddering.

They got in! They got into my body! Ahhhh! Help, help! Get them out! Get them out!

The anchor screamed sharply, and the bloodshot eyes rolled rapidly, like crazy:

They're swimming! They're swimming! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-

His screams gradually blurred, and eventually turned into a weird, numb laughter: Hahahahahaha!

The whole car fell silent.

The train was still moving forward, the carriage swayed slightly, and in the narrow space, a smell of fishy tide filled the air, making people feel sick.

On the ground, on the walls, and on the seats, wet mucus dripped down, and the pitch-black worms hidden in them wriggled, sniffing the smell of blood and swimming towards humans, looking greedy and terrifying.

Watching this scene, everyone's faces were extremely ugly.

At that moment, everyone understood the origin of the project's name.

【crazy】.

The author has something to say: Huang Mao: ah ah ah ah ah! (This guy is so scary!

Audience: ah ah ah ah ah! (My wife is so pretty!

Yellow Hair: ...?

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I actually added more grass...

My hair, my lost hair! No!

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