Welcome to the Nightmare Live

Chapter 72: The strongest newcomer

“Hey, how many days has it been since Wen Jianyan came out?”

Ji Guan lowered his voice and asked quietly.

Su Cheng recalled:

“It’s been about three days since the end of the last instance?”

After all, they challenged the level B instance last time, so the system gave them half a month’s rest this time. However, since the end of the instance, they hardly saw Wen Jianyan come out of the room.

The door of the other party’s room was always closed, and they hadn’t even seen his shadow in the past few days.

“What happened at the end of the last instance?”

Ji Guan frowned.

Su Cheng shook his head: “I don’t know…”

He turned his head to look at Wen Jianyan’s closed door, with a trace of worry flashing in his eyes: “Let’s wait, if he hasn’t come out before six o’clock tonight, we’ll knock on the door and ask what’s going on—”

Before Su Cheng finished speaking, the door of Wen Jianyan’s room was opened from the inside.

The young man’s hair was disheveled, and his expression was the same as usual. His eyes were half-drooping lazily, and he was wearing a baggy shirt with a slightly open neckline, revealing his white collarbone.

He raised his eyes, looked at Su Cheng and Ji Guan, who were gathered in front of his door, and raised his eyebrows in surprise:

“What are you doing here?”

The other party looked so normal that Ji Guan and Su Cheng, who had been worried about him for three whole days, were speechless for a while, not knowing how to answer.

“It’s nothing, just… we’re a little worried about you.” Su Cheng looked at Wen Jianyan inquiringly and spoke with some concern.

Ji Guan nodded quickly: “Yes, that’s right.”

He hurriedly brought out the new cake he had specially prepared and looked at Wen Jian eagerly: “I made it for you; do you want to try it?”

Su Cheng cautiously asked: “You have locked yourself in the room for three days, did something happen?”

Wen Jianyan blinked and said:

“Well… I’ve encountered some difficulties.”

The two were startled and looked at Wen Jianyan with some confusion, obviously not understanding what the other party was saying.

Wen Jianyan looked at Su Cheng: “You should still remember that ghost boss that appeared in both Decai Middle School and Fukang Private Hospital?”

Su Cheng nodded, while Ji Guan was confused.

“He reappeared in this instance and left a mark on me.” Wen Jianyan raised his hand, scratched his messy hair, and concluded vaguely.

“What?!” The two gasped.

Although Su Cheng may have no idea about this, Ji Guan, as an anchor with more live broadcast experience than the two, was still very aware of the seriousness of this matter.

“What kind? Is it a curse? Have you cleared it with point exchange?”

Ji Guan took a step forward, his eyes sweeping over Wen Jianyan, and his questions came out like cannonballs: “What is it like? Where is it? “

Wen Jianyan: “……”

He ignored the other two questions and replied nonchalantly: “It’s not a curse. I tried to clear it with point exchange, but it’s useless.”

Ji Guan frowned.

Can’t be cleared with system points? That’s really serious.

“Don’t worry.” Wen Jianyan changed his tone: “I’ve found a way to get rid of it.” 

The two people were startled and looked up at the young man in front of them: “What?”

“Hmm…”

Wen Jianyan blinked his eyes, pondered thoughtfully for a few seconds, and then changed his words: “To be precise, I have a clue.”

The young man walked over briskly, unceremoniously took out a small piece of cake from the tray in Ji Guan’s hand, and stuffed it into his mouth. He then raised his eyes to look at Ji Guan, his cheeks puffing up: “Next time, add more chocolate.”

His eyes were bent, and he said lightly:

 “Okay, I’ll go out first; see you tonight.”

After speaking, Wen Jianyan left the two people, who were still in a daze, and walked out the door briskly.

It wasn’t that he had done nothing in the past three days.

After surviving three instances, Wen Jianyan officially ended the novice period and became one of the resident anchors in the Nightmare live broadcast room. Therefore, in his Nightmare app, the anchor forum was officially opened.

This also meant that he could choose whether to join a guild or not.

The sections in the anchor forum were fully functional and varied.

Although it was impossible to spoil the content of a specific instance, the anchors could still share their live broadcast experience in the forum. Some were very mysterious, such as what to do before entering the instance so that the survival rate will be higher, and some were very down-to-earth, such as suggesting what the anchor should do during the live broadcast to make it easier to attract followers, and so on.

All major guilds had posted recruitment information in the forum to attract fresh blood for the guild.

Anchors could also visit the free trading area online to buy and trade the props they get from various instances.

In addition, there were also special lists in the forum. In addition to the guild score ranking that could be seen offline, there were four more lists.

Strongest rookie list.

Highest appearance list.

Highest score list.

Highest popularity list.

The anchors on the highest score list were basically called by a code name, and the avatar was also optional, but the guild they belonged to and the accumulated points were publicly visible. The top fifty basically belong to the guilds that could be named, and the top five ranks belong to Oracle, Dark Fire, and Eternal Day, and their names were all highlighted with special light effects, which were very eye-catching on the entire anchor ranking list.

The highest appearance list was completely different from the highest score list.

On this list, all the anchors had invariably used their real appearances as their avatars, and their faces were completely worthy of this list. No matter if they were men or women, all the people on the list had a face that was either too good, pure, innocent, or charming. Even through the screen, people couldn’t help but feel stunned.

The anchors on this list were basically talented at charming others. They had a solid group of diehard viewers, and their popularity was extremely high.

Most of these anchors lack the power to clear the level. Their talents could charm other anchors, NPCs, and even ghosts. However, the number of times this talent could be used was limited, so most of them liked to team up with other anchors to ensure their own survival.

The good-looking anchors had diehard fans and could attract fans for their teammates.

 And powerful anchors had power and could keep them alive.

To put it bluntly, it was win-win cooperation.

 ——That’s why they showed their faces without any concealment.

 After all, the anchors weren’t viewers and couldn’t watch other people’s live broadcasts.

Therefore, relying on appearance to pass the instances, the anchors would publicize their faces to facilitate cooperation with others in the next instance.

And the highest popularity list was purely for live broadcast room popularity. Some anchors have low points but have strong live broadcast features, and they would also appear on the list.

On the list of the strongest rookies were the anchors who had just completed three instances recently and left the ranks of novice anchors and could choose to join a guild.

Their names and appearances were kept confidential, but their contact information was made public on the entire platform, which could be chosen by headhunters from major guilds, and they took the initiative to extend olive branches to them.

 As the only anchor who was promoted to level D after just three live broadcasts, anchor “789326qwk” was unsurprisingly at the top of the rookie list.

 After the name of the live broadcast room, there was a series of achievements, which looked very bluffing.

Clearing the level with three platinum achievements and one faction battle MVP could almost be regarded as unprecedented glory!

All the guilds went crazy, and Wen Jianyan was flooded with invitations, almost blowing up his mobile phone in these three days.

Various guilds put forward various favorable conditions one after another, hoping to attract this powerful newcomer to join their guild.

The big guilds took the initiative to provide various high-level resources that ordinary anchors could not get, while the small guilds swore to God that they would train him as their main anchor and invest all resources on him.

This was a godsend opportunity for Wen Jianyan!

Although he wore a vest before he started to mingle in the anchor square, he dealt with the low-level anchors of the major guilds and collected information without leaving a trace, but the circle of these anchors was limited after all, and it was almost impossible to get in touch with the core mechanism of high-level instances with a high difficulty level in the Nightmare. Some anchors hadn’t even seen the hidden props of the difficult level many times.

The amount of information was simply too limited.

What Wen Jianyan lacked most now was information.

After analyzing and integrating all the information at hand, he finally came to the conclusion: This “God the Father” who left a mark on him was definitely not an ordinary ghost.

Although it was also mentioned in the forum that individual ghosts could appear multiple times in different instances, they were often limited to two places with extremely close geographical locations, and there was no precedent for something like “God the Father”.

Every time Wen Jianyan was by the other party’s side, apart from his barely usable ability, he couldn’t even open his backpack, let alone take out any props.

The first time they met in the instance “Decai Middle School”, a strange task popped up in the system—which eventually led to the awakening of the other party.

In addition, the mark he created couldn’t be cleared even by the Nightmare System.

After connecting all these experiences together, the final conclusion made Wen Jianyan shudder.

This ghost named Wu Zhu probably had extremely high authority and could even affect the system to some extent, causing it to release tasks that had nothing to do with the main storyline!

What was worse…

That wasn’t even his full strength.

Wen Jianyan did not forget that the other party should still have some soul fragments sealed.

…Even before the seal was completely released, the strength of this ghost was already so terrifying. Wen Jianyan couldn’t even imagine what it would be like if the other party released all the seals.

And the deal of “gambling on the ownership of the soul”…

Thinking of this, Wen Jianyan couldn’t help but feel the fine hairs on his back stand on end, and his whole body tensed up.

It was as if the touch from memory still remained on the skin—cold, gloomy, terrifying, and full of a strong sense of oppression. His life was so fragile that it could easily be pinched by the ghost’s pale fingertips. As long as he wanted to, it could be easily taken away.

Whenever he thought back to that moment, his lower abdomen seemed to throb again, and he could still feel the opponent’s sharp fingertips in the mark on his abdomen.

Not only was he stared at by ghosts who were eyeing his own soul, but he was also branded with a mark from which he could be found no matter where he went.

This feeling of being controlled by a higher-level being…

Was too annoying.

Wen Jianyan was a scammer.

A timid hedonist.

He loved his life, hated killing, greeted people with a smile, and was full of lies. As long as he could solve the matter by playing tricks and pretending, he would never have a confrontation with others.

When encountering an enemy who was targeting him, his first reaction was by no means to kill the opponent quickly but to avoid them and run as long as he could.

If it wasn’t necessary…

Wen Jianyan seldom had murderous intentions for anyone.

The young man narrowed his eyes slightly; his amber eyeballs were hidden in the shadows of his eyelashes, like a light-colored clear sky climbing over the haze.

He tried to escape.

 However, even though they were in different instances, the opponent still caught up.

He tried to avoid.

However, even though he tried his best to avoid breaking the soul-lock altar, the seal on the other party was still lifted.

Now… no matter where he went, the other party could find out his whereabouts.

Although the other party couldn’t enter the anchor hall, it was impossible for him to nest in the anchor hall endlessly and not broadcast live; the system would not allow it.

That being the case, Wen Jianyan believed that he had been forced to the point where he had to protect himself.

The voice of the system rang in his ears:

“The appearance you purchased has been activated.”

In the next second, the slender figure of the young man was replaced, and a sharp red-haired beauty appeared in his place.

She brushed her long hair gracefully, took out her phone from her pocket, tapped the screen casually with her slender fingertips, and a long list of message invitations slid quickly.

In the past three days, Wen Jianyan has successfully played the image of an eccentric, demanding, and hesitant master.

He wandered between different guilds, obtained information, weighed interests, strived for more advantage, and then made appointments with different guilds.

“Find a way to remove” was not a lie.

In this live broadcast room, there were props that could kill the boss.

Wen Jianyan narrowed his eyes and smiled coldly, but there was a rare lack of a smile in the depths of his eyes.

If you were killed, wouldn’t the mark be gone?