Welcome to the Nightmare Live - Ch 18

The live broadcast square was boiling.

Just a minute ago, the D-level instance of Decai Middle School suddenly dashed on the list without warning, floating up four areas in an instant, and jumped directly to the top of the entire square! Now it was tied for third place with a B-level instance, and the other two instances above it were all A-level.

How is this possible? This is something that has never happened before! What the hell is going on!

The audience in the live broadcast square was sensational, and immediately rushed to the live broadcast hall of 《Decay Middle School》.

Under the name of the instance, the blood-red logo flashed.

Lobby Difficulty Level: D+

Highest Unlocking Progress in History: 100%

Viewing Value: A

“Heaven!! 100%! An anchor has achieved 100% progress in the Decai Middle School instance! He completed the main storyline!”

“Not only has the difficulty increased, but the viewing value has also increased! My mother, my mother, my mother! What the hell happened in this instance!”

“And it seems that there are still several hours left before the instance ends, right? Completing the main storyline so soon? What kind of perverted anchors are there in the instance!”

“Awesome! I’m going!”

While the audience was having a lively discussion, suddenly, someone realized a blind spot that had been ignored before:

“Eh? Wait a minute. I remember that if the main storyline is completed ahead of time and the 100% progress is made, the instance would end automatically, right?”

“…It seems to be like this.”

The rest of the audience was stunned.

Yes, it stands to reason that no matter how much time is left in the instance to survive, as long as the main task is completed, the entire instance will end automatically.

But…

Thinking of this, everyone couldn’t help but cast their eyes to the upper right corner of the live broadcast hall.

There, the bright red characters were slowly flashing, which was extremely dazzling and could not be ignored at all.

『Live』

Live broadcast.

Almost at the same time, the exact same question popped into the minds of all viewers:

Why is this instance not over yet?

Wen Jianyan’s eyes were spinning.

A strong sense of weightlessness was pulling him, and the whole person seemed to be falling down quickly, the feeling of fear strangled his neck, and the suffocation made his eyes dark—

“Hmm…!”

Before fainting, a muffled groan overflowed from Wen Jianyan’s throt, and he fell to the ground.

The word “ground” was not accurate enough.

Beneath him was a thick black shadow, and the only thing he could feel was the coldness that oozes out of it.

Looking around, one could only see the boundless darkness. This space seemed to be independent of the whole world. The passage of time had long stopped, and there was a dead silence in the ears.

Wen Jianyan could only hear the sound of his distorted and rapid breathing, the beating of his heart was chaotic and irritable, and the blood pumped to his ears, hitting his eardrums suddenly, making him unable to think calmly.

He took a deep breath, moved his eyes with some difficulty, and slowly looked not far away.

The entire space was pitch black, but for some reason, the phantom that had been called “God the Father” by the mirror was still clearly visible.

…he could no longer be called a phantom.

His body was solid and stable, the waist down was immersed in the shadows, and the terrifyingly strange runes was spread along his slender and pale limbs.

In all fairness, this male body was exceptionally perfect, almost transcending the boundaries of gender, like a work of art, and the dark runes add a bit of evil and wild beauty to it.

Wen Jianyan was feeling frightened.

There was a huge power that he couldn’t understand, sleeping in the opponent’s body. Because of his existence, the entire space was filled with a high sense of oppression. If it wasn’t for the fact that there was no way to escape, Wen Jianyan would turn around and run as far as he could, never approaching the other party even half a step.

He raised his hand and wiped his face hard.

Calm down.

According to what he knew now, there was a high probability that this “God the Father” was unlikely be able to wake up temporarily, otherwise “Mr. Mirror” would not go to great lengths to collect human souls, just to wake him up.

Therefore, at this moment, he should focus on finding a way to leave, instead of worrying about the phantom.

After straightening his thoughts, Wen Jianyan calmed down a lot.

In this space, except for the sleeping “God the Father”, there was only a boundless void and dead silence, and there was no way to find a way out here.

Wen Jianyan opened the live broadcast interface.

As soon as he opened it, he was taken aback.

The number of online viewers displayed in the upper right corner of the live broadcast room has tripled, almost approaching 30,000!

Obviously, when the anchor turned off and turned on the barrage hiding function, there would be prompts inside the live broadcast room.

Therefore, as soon as Wen Jianyan opened the barrage, the entire live broadcast room was swept away by the enthusiastic audience.

[Oh oh! The anchor is here! The anchor is here!]

[Hey! Congratulations to the anchor for completing the main storyline! I just don’t know why the instace hasn’t ended yet. Is there someone who knows what’s happening? (Reward points 50)]

[Aaaahhhh, anchor nb1Slang for awesome, amazing.! I’ll continue to stay in the anchor’s trumpet2Sockpuppet/ghost account !]

[? What? Am I the only one who clicked in because of the anchor’s face? Wife kiss!]

[Love rival guna3Slang for get lost/go away/ GTFO! Wife, ignore him, come here to deceive me! (100 reward points)]

Wen Jianyan: “……”

?

He didn’t know why, but felt that the direction of the barrage was a bit weird.

After ignoring the strange barrages, Wen Jianyan suddenly saw a very crucial barrage, and accurately captured the hidden information.

He was slightly startled:

[So, as long as the main storyline is completed, the instance will end automatically?]

[Yes, yes!]

[No matter how long it takes to survive, as long as the main storyline is completed, all players in the entire instance will be able to pass automatically.]

That’s weird.

Wen Jianyan touched his chin and asked, “Speaking of which, the person sleeping over there, have you seen him in the live broadcast room of other anchors?”

[No…]

[I haven’t seen him before, but from this angle, he looks quite good.]

[This should be the boss in this instance, right?I don’t know, after all, the highest unlocking degree of this instance before was only 72%, and the current highest record is created by you.]

…In the end, there was still no clue.

Wen Jianyan sighed, and after a simple thank you, he closed the barrage again, and opened the store interface with the last glimmer of hope.

—Maybe there are some props that can help him escape?

Although the previous points have been emptied once, after completing several tasks later and receiving numerous rewards from the audience, Wen Jianyan’s current point balance was very sufficient. Even if it wasn’t enough to buy all the props in the system store, it was still enough to buy some expensive and precious props.

However, when Wen Jianyan confidently opened the store interface, his whole being suddenly started to feel hurt.

All the items in the store were grey, and no matter how much he clicked, he couldn’t buy it.

In just a few seconds, he has gone from a rich man with tens of thousands of wealth to a man who has tens of thousands of wealth but has nowhere to spend it.

Wen Jianyan: “……”

I really want to hit someone right now.

I really suspect you’re fucking targeting me, garbage live broadcast room!

He took a deep breath, suppressed his resentment, and opened the live broadcast room again.

Apparently, other viewers in the live broadcast room haven’t seen this scene.

They gave Wen Jianyan their opinions, but most of the suggestions were of no practical value until——

[How about the anchor go to that NPC to find clues? Maybe there will be a way to leave.]

Wen Jian Yan’s eyelids twitched ominously.

It’s not like he hadn’t thought about this.

But as a life-saving person who was used to seeking advantages and avoiding harm, he had been trying to find other ways to avoid close contact with the NPC who looked dangerous at first sight.

But… Now it seems that there was no other way.

Wen Jianyan sighed in frustration.

He closed the barrage, then moved step by step, and reluctantly approaching the sleeping man not far away—

Don’t know if being in the same space as the other party, Wen Jianyan had gradually become accustomed to the terrifying aura around the other party, he even had the leisure of looking at the other party’s face curiously.

As the distance got closer, the face of the other party gradually became clearer.

It was a very pale face, as lifeless as ice.

However, his facial features are extremely handsome.

Even the word handsome seems insignificant.

The shocking and purely visual impact has almost exceeded common sense, to the point of absurdity, attracting people’s attention like a magnetic pole.

He was floating peacefully in the darkness, his long black hair spread out like water, and fell on the white marble-like skin.

Wen Jianyan: “……”

Well, looking so good-looking, the probability of being a ghost is even greater.

He cautiously stopped a few steps away from the man.

While Wen Jianyan was trying to psychologically prepare himself, a cold mechanical voice suddenly sounded in his ears:

【E-level anchor… zizi… task release…】

In the dark and dead silence, Wen Jianyan was almost moved after hearing the familiar voice.

Until…

【?? Task: Exchange body fluid with ??? for thirty seconds.】

Wen Jianyan: “……”

He stared blankly at the blood-red thirty-second countdown that was attached to the top of his line of sight, and fell into silence.

Ha?

…What did you say?

What task? Exchange what?

Are you sick! ! What the hell of a mission!

Wen Jianyan was a little broken.

He opened his live broadcast interface and refreshed it repeatedly, but the task always appeared on the edge of his line of sight, and bright red font seemed to mock him silently above his head:

「00:30」

“……” Wen Jianyan.

I’ll go to your uncle’s stupid live broadcast room.

However, things have reached this stage. In order to leave this dark and strange space, even if the task is strange and outrageous, Wen Jianyan has to bite the bullet and give it a try.

The so-called body fluid exchange generally comes in two ways, kissing, or some kind of physical contact that can’t be broadcast live.

However, in the face of the strange NPC who was neither human nor ghost, and almost seemed like a corpse, no matter what he looked like, Wen Jianyan was not ready to adopt either of the two strategies of kissing him or fucking him — he admits that he was still not so heavy-handed, and he doesn’t have the habit of broadcasting such intimate things live.

Wen Jianyan took a step forward.

The man was sleeping silently in front of him, looking like an overly terrifying large time bomb.

Wen Jianyan frowned and bit his fingertips, and red blood gushed out of the wound.

—Blood is also a body fluid.

He took a deep breath and stretched out his hand.

The white and bloody fingertips stayed on the other side’s closed pale lips for a few seconds. The bright red hot blood dripped down, landing on the man’s lower lip, flowing down the gap between the lips.

Wen Jianyan closed his eyes forcefully, and made five seconds of mental preparation before he finally gathered up enough courage to press his fingertips down.

The man’s lips were as cold as ice, and the extremely low temperature seemed to stimulate Wen Jianyan’s warm fingertips.

But what surprised him was that, contrary to the marble-like cold and pale appearance, the other party’s lips were soft, and under his nervous force, they opened slightly without resistance.

“…….”

It’s even more fucking weird.

Wen Jianyan shivered, getting rid of the goosebumps that had risen on his skin. Then he gritted his teeth, his heart was beating faster. He used his fingertips to pry open the other party’s closed teeth, and then pressed his warm and bloody finger against the other’s unresponsive tongue.

「00:29」

The blood-red countdown overhead began to move. Although it was slow, the number was decreasing steadily and smoothly.

Wen Jianyan breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems to have worked.

He stared bitterly at the numbers that kept decreasing above his head. Thirty seconds, which could have passed by in the blink of an eye, seemed extraordinarily long now. Every second seemed to be a century apart.

Suddenly, the numbers stopped.

「00:12」

With more than ten seconds left, the blood-red countdown suddenly stopped, and without a sign of moving again.

Wen Jianyan blinked in disbelief.

What happened?

After a brief panic, Wen Jianyan quickly realised the problem—the most likely reason was that the wound was too small and was no longer bleeding out.

If he had known, he would have bit harder just now, and he wouldn’t have to suffer a second injury now.

He sighed with a headache, ready to pull his fingers back.

——The next second, the feeling of being bitten came from the fingertips.

“!”

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, widened his eyes suddenly, and looked down in horror.

A pair of golden pupils stared at him in the darkness.

The colour was like molten gold, revealing a kind of fanaticism and cruelty. He silently stares at the young man in front of him, like a predator staring at his prey, bloody, inhuman, primitive and powerful.

It was almost chilling and blood clotting

“……”

At that moment, Wen Jianyan had the illusion that he was captured.

He was rooted at his feet, unable to move in fear.

Until the cold and soft tip of the tongue climbed up, as wet and flexible as a snake, it tightly wrapped the young man’s white fingertip, licking and sucking greedily.

Don’t!

Wen Jianyan woke up suddenly, his pupils shrank, and the whole person began to struggle!

However, the dark and quiet shadow around him boiled up, wriggling as if it had taken on life; the dark shadow wrapped around the youth’s waist, thighs, and arms, and then dragged him toward the man’s direction—!

Wen Jianyan suddenly realised something.

This darkness… this space… it’s a part of the other person’s body.

This, how else to do!

Wen Jianyan’s whole body was tightly bound, and the muscles on his body were tense in tension and fear, but he couldn’t move one bit, and could only watch the man getting closer and closer.

The upper body covered with strange runes leaned over.

A deeper, thicker darkness rolled around, spreading and licking every inch of the youth’s skin, devouring his body little by little.

…pain.

It’s more of an emptiness and numbness than pain.

His body was disappearing, and the tightly bound limbs had lost their sense of existence.

The strength in his body was lost little by little.

After a brief trance and daze, Wen Jianyan suddenly realised that he was being eaten.

——Literally “Being eaten”.

Wen Jianyan’s pupils trembled, and the swear words that had accumulated in his mind for a lifetime lingered on the tip of his tongue, trying to pour out all of a sudden.

Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

What the hell!!!

A pair of pale and strong arms with black runes spread across the surface solidified from the darkness

The man had already let go of Wen Jianyan’s fingers at this moment, he stretched out his hand, hugged the young man’s waist intimately, and pulled him into his arms.

He leaned down gently and touched the side of the young man’s neck with the tip of his icy nose, as if he was sniffing the other person’s warm and trembling skin, enjoying the fresh fragrance of flesh and blood.

Wen Jianyan shivered for a moment, then leaned back subconsciously, trying to avoid the other party’s terrifying and dangerous behaviour.

Unfortunately, his struggles were almost ineffective.

It’s over, it’s over, it’s over.

I’m really going to be eaten now.

When Wen Jianyan was in despair. At this moment, a voice sounded in his ear: 【The fruit of lies has ripened.】

【Do you want to eat it? 】

Wen Jianyan’s eyes widened, and he answered immediately, “Yes!”

One hundred times, ten million times yes!

【Please tell a lie to the subject in front of you, and it will become a fact unconditionally. The time limit is one minute.】

【You have three chances.】

Wen Jianyan didn’t waste much time on thinking, he looked at the man in front of him and said at the fastest speed: “You never woke up!”

Clatter.

In mid-air, the delicate ten-sided dice began to turn.

【27/20】

【Failure】

Wen Jianyan: “……”

My luck value, please cheer up!

【You have two more chances】

Wen Jianyan gritted his teeth: “…you can’t hurt me.”

Clatter.

【98/40】

【Big failure】

Wen Jianyan: “……”

Help.

【You have one more chance.】

The mechanical voice sounded again.

With the passage of time, Wen Jianyan’s body had been unable to move, and had completely become numb from below the chest cavity.

The other party seemed to realise the unwillingness and resistance of the prey in his arms, and his arms tightened in displeasure.

Along with the creaking sound of the bones, a gasp was caught deep in his throat.

Wen Jianyan’s eyes darkened, and a creepy touch came from the skin on the side of his neck.

The man buried his head between his neck, and greedily licked the warm and white neck of the young man with his smooth and cold tongue. His sharp teeth picked up a little flesh and grinding it finely, as if he was tasting delicious food.

…Of course, for the ghost in front of him, he was indeed delicious food.

Lick, lick, lick your uncle.

Wen Jianyan gritted his teeth and showed a hideous smile. When he was about to die, he couldn’t care about anything else. With anger that had nowhere to vent, he said unscrupulously and maliciously:

“You love me to death and can’t wait to be my dog.”

Clatter.

【1/5】

【Great Success】

【Lie Judgement Successful.】

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