Welcome to the Nightmare Live - Ch 10.2

Decai Middle School

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Looking around, a plaster statue stood motionlessly in the room, blocking the route leading to the outside, and a series of pale faces looked straight in their direction. The door was clearly close at hand, but it seemed so far away at the moment.

Were there so many plaster statues just now?

“Crack…”

A slight cracking sound sounded.

The face of the plaster statue cracked with fine lines as if something is trying to break free from underneath.

“Crack…Crack…”

The snow-white plaster fragments fell slowly, the arm of the plaster statue lifted little by little, the cracks at the joints became bigger and bigger, and it stretched out its hand in the direction of the two people ——

Su Cheng’s face turned pale. He raised his legs, prepared to bury his head and rush out.

Suddenly a strong force came from behind him, dragging his whole body back: “Wait!”

Su Cheng was stunned and subconsciously looked toward the place where he was just about to step——the ground turned into a soft greyish white at some point in time, and something was stirring faintly underneath it.

Like melted plaster.

Seeing Su Cheng retreating, a look of disappointment appeared on the face of the plaster statue for some reason.

Su Cheng felt cold all over.

He now knew what was sealed in the plaster statue.

Once he stepped on it, he would definitely be dragged in and become a member of this group of plaster statues.

The movement of the plaster statue is getting bigger and bigger, and the finely divided gypsum powder fell. As soon as it fell to the ground, it immediately dyed the small area into a soft and eerie grey-white.

The ground deformed and wriggled, and more plaster statues crawled out from under the ground.

More and more, more and more.

There was a sigh in the barrage. The previous enthusiastic atmosphere suddenly changed, and only the call of pity was left.

[Tsk tsk tsk, it’s over.]

[These things are going to destroy everything.]

[Alas, it’s a pity. Although there have been players who came to this classroom before, he was the first to get the s-level item quest for this instance.]

[But, I don’t know when the next anchor who will find the clues will appear, and what year and month it will be.]

[Come on, don’t be sorry. If the anchor hadn’t spent too much time checking the cabinet just now, there wouldn’t be such a big group of plaster statues that there is almost nowhere to go. Then how could they will be able to wipe out everything?]

[Yes, this anchor has passed the first few levels by luck, did he really think that he is some kind of awesome character? Not good enough to accomplish anything, but more than enough to spoil everything. I have seen it long ago, this kind of anchor who always wants to stray from the usual way, they don’t live long.]

Wen Jianyan didn’t know anything about the change in the barrage’s attitude.

He stared at the grey swamp that was about to spread on the ground with a thoughtful look on his face.

Without warning, he moved, but not in the direction of the front door that was about to be blocked.

The young man stretched his long legs, turned sharply and rushed towards the back door of the classroom——

One of the plaster statues noticed his movements and raised its arm with more agility than before. More lines were cracked on its joints, and its pale fingers rushed towards Wen Jianyan’s back!

Before it could touche Wen Jianyan—

“Snapped!”

The lights in the room suddenly went out.

The light source disappeared, and there was only thick darkness left.

Su Cheng stood helplessly in the darkness, hearing nothing, seeing nothing, nothing to defend himself, and no way to escape. He could only gasp in despair and helplessness, quietly waiting for death to come.

Time passed minute by minute.

The darkness was viscous like a fluid, like a black cloth covering his eyes, and he could only hear his chaotic heartbeat. Other than that, there was a dead silence.

Su Cheng sensed something was wrong.

The “Cracking” sound that the group of plaster statues made when they were moving also disappeared as if they lost power at the moment when the light was lost.

Thinking of this, Su Cheng dared to raise his voice a little:

“Brother, Brother XiaoWen? Are you there?”

A muffled “um” came from the other end of the classroom.

“The plaster statue activity relies on a light source?”

Su Cheng guessed.

“…It looks like it should be.” Wen Jianyan leaned against the back door and let out a slow breath.

The barrage that was prophesying Wen Jianyan’s death just now quieted down.

After a few seconds, several puzzling barrages slowly floated past:

[…I don’t understand, how did the anchor find out?]

[Do you need to turn on the lights when entering the door? There are too few clues, right?]

[Did he use any props just now? I don’t believe that a human can deduce this through normal means!]

Wen Jianyan opened his live broadcast interface.

But this time he didn’t directly look at the barrage but opened his backpack.

At the critical moment of life and death, a voice sounded in Wen Jianyan’s ear:

【The novice gift package function has taken effect.】

At the moment when the voice fell, his vision suddenly lit up for a moment.

In the next second, a line of translucent small characters appeared on the top of the nearest plaster statue in front of him:

【Plaster statue made of corpses and resentment, activation method: light】

On the translucent virtual screen, the apple seedling sprouted at some point and became very big.

At the moment it appeared, a pure white apple blossom fell from the top and disappeared completely before falling to the ground.

【Growth Phase 1 Unlocked 】

【Flower of Delusion-1, Remaining Quantity: 0】

Sorry, Live broadcast room for blaming you.

Your starter pack is still of some use. I swear I’ll never call it junk again.

Wen Jianyan thought very sincerely.

However… Although the plaster statue is temporarily unable to move, it does not mean that the crisis is over.

He had tried it just now, the back door could not be opened from the inside. The only way out was the front door.

Avoiding plaster statues and swamps on the ground is already extremely difficult in the light, and it is simply impossible to do it in the dark.

Obviously, Su Cheng also thought of this.

He raised his voice tremblingly: “That… Brother XiaoWen, what do we do next?”

Wen Jianyan: “……”

Well, this is a good question. I would like to know the answer to this question myself.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that something wet rubbed against his ankle; cold and sticky, making Wen Jianyan instantly get goosebumps.

He shivered and straightened up.

“…Meow.”

A faint cat’s meow came from under his feet.

Wen Jianyan was stunned.

“…XiaoJu?” he called tentatively.

The wet, bloody, furless little thing rubbed even more enthusiastically:

“Meow!”

It bit the hem of Wen Jianyan’s trousers and dragged him in a certain direction.

Wen Jianyan instantly prayed in his heart.

In front of him was so much darkness that he could not even see his five fingers, as if struggling to stick his head out in the suffocating swamp.

He moved his steps cautiously, following the tiny force at his feet, step by step, moving forward cautiously.

The tip of the toe hit something hard and made a soft ‘thud’.

Not like plaster, but like some kind of wooden shelf.

“Meow.”

The little thing at his feet urged.

Wen Jianyan paused, slowly raised his hand, and stretched out into the dark depths in front of him.

The fingertips touched the rough, soft fabric.

Seems to be… an easel?

Wen Jianyan had some hunch in his heart.

He tugged at the corner of the canvas.

In the next second, a ferocious and piercing scream rang out behind him. The intense resentment and evil caused the temperature of the air to drop sharply, like invisible thorns stabbing at the back ——

Wen Jianyan gritted his teeth and exerted force with his hands. The white cloth covering the easel was suddenly lifted!

The sharp scream, as if scratching on the glass with a fingernail, soared again, accompanied by the sound of hard objects exploding and rocks falling to the ground!

After a long time, two ‘zzz’ sounds sounded, and the lights above his head flashed twice before slowly recovering.

This time, it was no longer bright and dazzling like at the beginning. But like the three floors downstairs, it was dim and pale, flickering due to the unstable current.

The room was empty, all the plaster statues had been blasted into pieces all over the floor, and white dust with a bloody smell was floating in the air.

Wen Jianyan lowered his head and looked at the canvas in front of him.

On the canvas was a young girl, beautiful, fair-skinned, with shoulder-length black hair and clear eyes, who was smiling shyly with her lips.

He reached out and touched the canvas.

Soft, delicate, and an uncomfortably strange touch.

Like human skin.

【Ding! Congratulations to the anchor for finding Xu Yuan’s face! Bonus Points: 5000!】

【Hidden Object (Epic) quest update: Return Xu Yuan’s face to its original owner.】

【Main quest: Leave the dormitory after lights go out and explore the campus.

Degree of Completion: 100

Reward Points: 5000】

【Instance Exploration Degree: 71%

Reward Points: 5000】

The next second after this number appeared, a burst of elegant and melodious music rang in Wen Jianyan’s ears, abruptly pulling him out of his own thoughts.

He raised his head blankly: “?”

What’s the situation?

Why did the piano music suddenly start playing?

【Congratulations to the anchor of 789326qwk! You will be able to break the exploration record of the instance 《Decai Middle School》 in no time!】

The mechanical voice changed its normal state and announced cheerfully:

【You are about to make history!】

At this moment, outside the square, in the hall of《Decay Middle School》, one of the live broadcast rooms suddenly emerged, jumping directly from its place to the end of the specially recommended single-player list.

This position may seem inconspicuous, but it surprised the audience who have been following this list for a while.

This special list never recommends instances. Only the most outstanding performers in the instance and even the most likely anchors to break the instance’s internal records will be selected. They will be removed from the instance hall and placed on the entire live broadcast square.

The audience became interested and stepped forward to watch, but they were dumbfounded when they saw the name of the live broadcast room.

…789326qwk?

What kind of shit name is this?

Or…

The gathered audience thought of a possibility at the same time, and they were all dumbfounded.

Wait, is this the anchor who was selected by the system and is likely to break the record? Is he a newcomer who didn’t have time to change the name of the live broadcast room?!

They all stared at the screen in confusion.

【Live broadcast room No. 789326qwk】

【Live broadcasting…】

【Copy: Decai Middle School】

Under a few lines of small characters, there is a young face attached.

“?? I haven’t seen this face before. It’s definitely a newcomer?”

“It should be, but he looks pretty good. Is he a face value anchor?”

“A face value anchor can still be on the special recommendation list, can’t he?”

“A newcomer who uses his face to please the audience to clear customs? Well, it’s boring.”

While everyone was talking about it, the picture on the screen moved.

The young man’s facial features are neat and handsome, his long amber eyes are slightly curved, squinting like a cat, and the corners of his lips are raised in a half-smile.

He winked at the crowd, and threw a kiss frivolously, with a kind of seductive playfulness and provocation.

After the newcomers are placed on the list, the system will take clips from the live broadcast room and put them in the recommended position to attract more viewers.

And the clip of this anchor is not decrypted, nor broken.

It’s actually…a flying kiss?!

The audience around the screen was silent for a moment.

After a few seconds, the discussion rang again.

“I, I heard my heart beating.”

“Thank you live broadcast room. I think I can do it.”

“Sorry, I slapped my face. What about the face value anchor? I’m rushing!”

“Rushing!”

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