Welcome to the Nightmare Live - CH 27

The room was dimly lit, and the light in the corridor penetrated through the blurred glass, barely illuminating the faded and mottled children’s paintings on the walls.

The cockscomb head stared blankly at the young man in front of him with his mouth open. Under such a strong shock and impact, his brain was already messed up.

He had already gone through four instances and was no longer a novice, so he could understand every word and concept spoken by the other party without any obstacles.

And it was exactly because of this that he found it more and more unimaginable…

Tempting more ghost babies to regard themselves as “mother”, taking advantage of the loopholes in the concept, jumping out of the rules, and making themselves the true mother of ghost babies who could control them in turn.

This was no longer a matter of  “One careless move and the whole game is lost”.

How terrifying does this person have to be to come up with such a crazy and bold solution?

It’s too scary…

The cockscomb head stood there blankly and felt a chill slowly creep up his back. This strong sense of fear did not come from the monster in this instance, but from the living “Human” standing in front of him.

Wen Jianyan took out his phone and opened the Nightmare app.

In addition to the change of the ID card and the increases in points in the account, he also saw another line of small characters:

【Countdown to Instance Alienation.】

【00:10:00】

It was still an hour last time, but this time it directly was shortened to ten minutes.

Wen Jianyan sighed.

He knew it.

After all, in the last instance, he only got rid of a boss and had already been able to alienate the NPC. But this time he directly became a bug, not only controlling all the ghost babies but also making his remaining survival time incalculable. And the modifications made by him in this instance might be even more extreme than the last time.

…Forget it.

Anyway, it was not the first time he had been targeted by an instance anyway.

That being the case, the ten minutes before this alienation must be grasped well.

Wen Jianyan put the phone back in his pocket and turned to look at the cockscomb head beside him: “Let’s go, hurry up.”

“Go, where to go?”

The cockscomb head had not come back to his senses and asked in a daze.

Wen Jianyan pondered for two seconds and replied:

“Let’s go to the office on the third floor first.”

Before the alienation happened, he had to find Lin Qing’s office quickly to see if there were any clues inside.

***

In the Anchor hall.

Under the splendid dome, in the square divided into different areas, countless crowds of people flowed endlessly. The anchors belonging to different guilds were free to trade, socialize, and entertain during the intervals of their live broadcasts.

As a strange space independent of the whole world, it was extraordinarily lively and peaceful here. Only the light screen suspended in the space above the head showed a hint of ominousness.

The blood-red words “Entertain to Death” were hanging in the air, quietly looking down at the huge space below.

Everything was the same as usual.

Suddenly, a “ding” sound sounded in the dome. This mechanical sound was so familiar that everyone in the hall subconsciously stopped their movements and looked toward the source of the sound.

【Dear Anchors, the C-level instance “Fukang Private General Hospital” is now open for emergency recruitment. The points are doubled, and the time limit is ten minutes.】

On the light screen hanging in the air, the blood-red slogan disappeared at some point, leaving only a slowly flickering countdown:

【00:10:00】

What?!

The Anchor hall was in an uproar.

All the anchors looked at each other and saw the exact same shock and excitement on each other’s faces.

The chance of an instance that had been opened temporarily recruiting anchors was very small, which often means two possibilities: First, shortly after the opening of the instance, the death rate of anchors had reached more than 90%. In this case, the instance would open temporary recruitment. But this situation often occurs in instances above A-level or below D-level instances in which — either the instance was too difficult, or the anchors were too bad.

This kind of recruitment was rarely accepted. After all, the benefits of instances below the D level were too low, and the mortality rate of instances above the A level was too high. Even if you participate, it was easy to lose more than gain.

Another possibility was…

There were unpredictable changes in the instance. The anchor broke the overall balance, and the instance could not adjust itself, so it was necessary to recruit new anchors to adjust the unbalanced plot.

This situation was much more ideal.

High reward and low risk. As long as you complete the tasks assigned by the system, or play the characters in the script well, you could have a very considerable income.

The low-level anchors in the entire square couldn’t help but get excited.

“Hey, just forget about it.”

An old anchor looked coldly at the new anchor who was eager to try. He sneered, and said, “Even if you go, you won’t be able to grab a place.”

“Why?” The new anchor frowned and asked in dissatisfaction: “This instance is C-level, isn’t it? Then there will definitely be a limit on high-level anchors. If the level is too high, there is no way to enter. Since everyone is a low-level anchor, why can’t I get a place?”

“Of course, high-level anchors can’t get in, and they’re not interested in going in either.”

The old anchor shook his head and said: “However, the major guilds will not let go of this low-risk and high-return opportunity. They will definitely send new recruits from their own guilds who are relatively low-level and have high training value. This way they can have experience and can also reduce the death rate… Do you have the confidence to grab the place from those guilds?”

Saying that, the old anchor raised his hand and pointed to the guild rankings hanging high not far away.

Oracle, Dark fire, Eternal days…

The guilds with the top three points hang high on the top of the Glory Rankings, which looked extraordinarily unattainable.

The new anchor fell silent and clenched his fists secretly.

The old anchor said: “Don’t be too upset, this kind of opportunity will come to you sooner or later.”

He narrowed his eyes slightly, looked up at the blood-red countdown not far away, and said leisurely: “Moreover, no matter how unlucky you are, you can’t be as unlucky as the anchor who broke the balance in this instance… This person is absolutely doomed.”

***

The third floor of Fukang Private General Hospital.

Wen Jianyan quickly found the doctor’s office area.

He recalled the information on Lin Qing’s ID card and stopped at the door of one of the offices.

The sign hanging on the door of this office was removed, leaving only a small empty white area on the wall, with a slightly yellowed edge that was slightly different from the color on the wall.

It should be here.

Wen Jianyan pushed open the door and stepped inside.

The office was not large, but it looked clean and tidy with a white doctor’s coat hanging on the hanger on the side. Professional books on obstetrics and gynecology were neatly stacked in the bookcase, and several medical records were stacked on top of each other on the spotlessly clean desk.

Everything here looked extraordinarily normal and ordinary.

The cockscomb head stood at the door. While he was still hesitating whether to go in or not, Wen Jianyan stepped into it without hesitation and began to search quickly and efficiently.

He turned over all the pockets in the white coat one by one, carefully inspected the inside of the vase, disassembled the photo album on the table, and looked for the mezzanine, wardrobe, desk drawer, secret door in the bookcase, and even the eye-catching places like the professional reference books and case books were not left by Wen Jianyan. And as soon as found suspicious points, he took pictures with his mobile phone.

“……” The cockscomb head stared stunned at the skillful movement of the other party rummaging through things in admiration for a while.

This, isn’t this too professional?

After conducting a thorough search of the entire office, Wen Jianyan noticed something was wrong.

It was a little too clean here.

The professional reference book had no traces of being read or any notes, and each case in the case book was nothing special, so common that they had no reference value.

There was no trace of living and working here.

This was really weird.

Either after Lin Qing’s death, this place was thoroughly cleaned and re-arranged, or… this was not Lin Qing’s real office.

Wen Jianyan stopped and stood in the center of the office, lost in thought.

He took out his phone again and looked at the countdown on the screen.

[00:04:43]

There are less than five minutes left.

So, which part did he miss?

Wen Jianyan recalled the map on the third floor and was suddenly startled… Ah, there was another very important place on the third floor that he forgot!

Delivery room!

If a pregnant woman gave birth, she would not be sent to the operating room on the fourth floor but would be sent to the delivery room in the obstetrics and gynecology department on the third floor.

This was the core area of ​​the entire third floor. If there were no clues there, then the entire third floor would not have them.

Thinking of this, Wen Jianyan turned around and ran towards the delivery room at the fastest speed.

The cockscomb head was taken aback by the other party’s rapid movements. He was stunned for two seconds. When he recovered, only the back of the young man was left in his field of vision which was gradually drifting away.

“Hey, boss, wait for me!”

The cockscomb head hurriedly chased after him.

This was not only because of the contract between the two, but more importantly, based on previous experience, the cockscomb head was now completely convinced that Wen Jianyan was actually a big shot.

In this case, of course, he must hold the big shot’s thigh tightly and not let go!

The sound of hurried footsteps echoed in the empty corridor and became more and more terrifying in the empty late-night hospital. Soon, the door of the delivery room was close at hand.

As the distance shortened, Wen Jianyan could smell the smell of blood in the air getting stronger and stronger.

He panted slightly and stopped running.

The words “Delivery Room” hang high, showing a strange green under the illumination of the lights.

Walking through the door, there were empty offices and nurse stations inside. Going further, there was a large pre-delivery room. Pregnant women who were about to give birth are usually sent here to rest, and wait until the cervix was ​​opened enough to give birth before being pushed into the delivery room. At this moment, there was also no one in the pre-delivery, and only the empty hospital beds were neatly arranged in it.

Further forward, was the delivery room.

The door to the delivery room was closed, with a sign “Family member stop here” posted on it.

The delivery room of Fukang Hospital was built a long time ago. At that time, there should be no habit of accompanying at the time of giving birth. All family members had to wait outside the delivery room and were not allowed to enter.

The further you go, the dimmer the light gets.

When Wen Jianyan walked to the door of the delivery room, the overhead light was only faint light, flickering slightly like an unstable current.

There was a dizzying sweet smell floating in the air as if an operation had just been performed and the smell of blood had not dissipated.

The door to the delivery room was tightly shut, unable to be pushed open, and there was no keyhole that could be pried open.

But……

Wen Jianyan’s gaze fell on the card swipe at the door of the delivery room, and his gaze couldn’t help but pause slightly.

He opened his backpack and took out the identity card that was rewarded by the system after completing the difficult side quest.

A blood-stained magnetic card appeared out of thin air in his palm. The writing on it was either worn out or deeply hidden under the bloodstain, making it completely unclear.

Wen Jianyan put the magnetic card close to the machine at the door—

“Di.”

A soft sound rang out, and the door of the delivery room in front of him slowly opened inward, revealing a pitch-black passage.

In the next second, a familiar mechanical voice sounded in his ears:

【The hidden branch line opening is completed!】

Almost at the moment when the voice fell, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

Starting from the place where the magnetic card was in contact, a little brownish-red blood started to spread;  mottled, deep, and shallow bloodstains appeared everywhere on the ground and walls. There were also drag-like traces and splattered bloodstains. Some were old, with only dried bloodstains left, while others were still very new, as if they had just been splashed, still slowly sliding down the wall.

He doesn’t know when it began, but the empty delivery room has been filled with “people”.

Saying that they were human was not accurate.

Whether it was family members in ordinary clothes waiting outside the delivery room, or doctors and nurses in white coats, they all had blank faces without facial features.

At this moment, a nurse came toward Wen Jianyan. Her face without facial features turned to him, and she said in an ordinary voice:

“Doctor Lin, what are you waiting for? The operation is about to begin.”

Doctor Lin?

Wen Jianyan suddenly realized that the role he played in this absurd drama was probably “Lin Qing”.

He nodded without changing his face: “Okay, I’ll go in right now.”

Wen Jianyan turned around and found that the door of the delivery room in front of him was already open to him, and the lights inside the cleaning were bright.

All doctors participating in the operation have to change their surgical gowns, and clean and sterilize themselves, before entering the final operating area. The preparation of medicines and medical equipment was also carried out here.

However, the cleaning area here was far from clean.

The traces of blood on the walls were deeper and heavier, and the ground was sticky as if there were some kind of blood-red tissue all over it, and when you stepped on it, it would make a strange noise.

Further inside was the operation area. Through the blurred glass covered with blood, Wen Jianyan could vaguely see the moving figures inside — it seemed that this was the delivery waiting for him.

“Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh——”

The terrible scream that seemed to tear the eardrums apart came from deep in the operating room, sending a cold shiver down his spine.

Wen Jianyan maintained a calm expression. Under the guidance of the faceless nurse, he changed into a full set of surgical gowns, put on blue disposable gloves, and stepped into the operating area.

The door to the delivery room was pushed open to him.

The area inside was bigger than he thought. But there was only a surgical lamp on the ceiling that illuminated the only delivery bed in the center of the delivery room, and all the other places around were shrouded in darkness that was impenetrable to sight.

Around the bed were nurses and doctors who were also fully dressed.

Through the masks, he could see their blank faces without facial features.

He didn’t know when it started, but the shouting had stopped, leaving only a dull mumbling sound.

“Doctor Lin, you’re finally here.”

One of the doctors said, “We are just waiting for you.”

After he finished speaking, he made way for Wen Jianyan, took out a gleaming scalpel from the operating tray, and handed it to him: “Please be the chief surgeon.”

Wen Jianyan took the scalpel, then turned to look at the operating table.

In the next second, his breathing suffocated slightly.

He saw a woman tied tightly to the delivery bed, with her arms fixed on the top of her head. Her wrists had become mutilated because of rubbing and the bones were deeply visible. Her body was sweating profusely, her black hair was stuck to her neck, and her belly was very high, like a balloon that was about to burst. And under the thin and almost transparent skin, winding blue-red blood vessels could be vaguely seen.

Both of her feet were also wide open and fixed.

Scarlet blood was dripping from under the surgical gown, and it had gathered into a small pool of blood on the ground.

On the belly, a strange shape stood out, as if something was struggling under the skin, trying hard to break free.

Although her face was contorted with pain and fear, Wen Jianyan could still recognize her…

This was Lin Qing’s face.

Her lips were sewn tightly with needles and thread. The lower half of her face was stained red with blood, and her eyes were wide open. She stared at Wen Jianyan, her sewn lips squirming as if she wanted to say something.

“What’s the matter, Dr. Lin?” A faceless man said, “Why don’t you use the knife?”

The scalpel in Wen Jianyan’s hand reflected a cold light in the light as if urging something silently.

He took a deep breath, stepped forward slowly, and stood on the side of the delivery table.

Although they didn’t have facial features, Wen Jianyan could feel that all the nurses and doctors were staring at him, waiting for the moment when he would cut Lin Qing’s belly.

The cold light of the scalpel flickered, and the slender fingers holding the handle of the knife did not hesitate in the slightest and cut it with precision—

The next second, the tip of the knife quickly cut through the thin line that tightly sewed the woman’s lips.

More blood gushed out, but Lin Qing didn’t seem to notice it. She widened her frightened and trembling eyes and screamed at Wen Jianyan:

“Second underground floor!”

She seemed to want to say something, but, soon, a cold light passed by.

Wen Jianyan’s pupils trembled.

Lin Qing’s body tumbled for a moment, her head slowly leaned back, blood gushed out of her widely slitted throat, and she lost her breath in an instant.

The doctor standing opposite took back the blood-stained scalpel in his hand and stared at Wen Jianyan with his face without facial features. His voice was cold: “Lin Qing, you have disappointed me so much.”

“Since this hotbed is useless, then you’ll be the next one.”

The other faceless people around approached and reached out to Wen Jianyan as if trying to catch him.

“Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhl——”

A terrible scream rang out.

The faceless man who was holding Wen Jianyan’s wrist suddenly let go of his hand, and on his palm, he could see a small blue-purple bite mark, like the mark of a baby biting down hard.

“What’s going on…?”

On the operating table, Lin Qing’s dead body lay quietly under the light, her dark pupils staring in this direction, but her high belly was still wriggling, and the amplitude of action became even more violent——

“Rip—”

The sound of flesh being torn rang out, and something drilled out from the depths of the corpse’s belly.

The bloody mass of flesh looked at Wen Jianyan: “……”

It turned its head and retracted back into the corpse’s stomach as if it had never appeared before.

“No, it’s impossible. This, how is this possible!”

The scene in front of him was really too sensational. The faceless man said in a panicked tone, subconsciously taking two steps back, staring at the seemingly weak pale youth in disbelief:

“What’s that?”

Wen Jianyan took out a handful of candies from his pocket.

The next second, the invisible little palms scrambled, and soon only the candy wrappers were left.

“Oh, you meant by them?”

The young man replied pleasantly, his originally amber eyes were dyed bottomless black with ghostly qi, and the corners of his bloodless pale lips twitched, revealing a happy smile with a pleasant expression:

“Of course, they’re my children.”