Chapter 195 Anchor Hall Trading [Two in One]

Chapter 196

The air seemed to have become a thick semi-fluid, viscous and suffocating.

Unconsciously, the distance was narrowed again, as if being pulled by some invisible, unknown force... Wu Zhu unconsciously leaned over.

He stared at the class in front of him.

In the depths of the eyes of the double-gold "color", in addition to the evil and coldness of Fei, there is another kind of primitive and intense emotion surging.

Arrogant, fragile, and articulate.

Even if his throat was pinched in his palm, all the countermeasures were useless, he was still jumping and daring, provocative, and ignorantly releasing tempting signals.

...

A delicious meal delivered to your door.

Strange hunger burned deep in his chest.

As if feeling something, the young man who had been babbling suddenly stopped.

He closed his mouth.

His lips are sharp and clear, but they are plump and soft, and he can easily adjust the appropriate curvature to match the words and confuse the heart.

But at the moment, it is tightly sipped, and the neat lines are resistant and indifferent, like a mussel closing its hard shell.

Wu Zhu's gaze fell uncontrollably on the youth's wet lips, a strange and chaotic desire that was almost unchecked, as if pulled by a magnetic force, without resistance.

Pry it open.

Give it a try.

Suddenly, Wen Jianyan opened.

He stared at what was in front of him and smiled suddenly:

"Do you want to kiss me?"

"!"

Wu Zhu's pupils shrank, as if stunned.

"come."

Wen Jian said.

"Zi-"

Only a sharp humming sound was heard, like the scratching of a fingernail on the glass, and the strong interfering sound echoed in the huge live broadcast room, stinging the ears of every audience.

For a second, the live broadcast signal was completely cut off.

The screen, which was originally covered with snowflakes, was only pitch black at the moment.

There was a brief silence in the live broadcast room.

"Ah? What's going on? Why can't I see anything all of a sudden?"

"I'm going, is the live broadcast signal cut off?"

"Before it was just a bad signal, how come it's cut off now?!"

"Ah, ah, come on, what happened!!! Why can't we watch it because we are paying viewers? Complained and complained!"

"I'm sick, this optimization is done! I've never been so "sick" before!"

After the live broadcast was cut off, the grievances of the audience quickly accumulated and fermented.

Seemingly feeling the dissatisfaction of the audience, quickly, a line of words appeared on the dark screen:

[Disconnected and connected...]

At the same time, the mechanical system announcement sounded in the live broadcast room:

"Dear viewers, your comments have been received in the live broadcast room. For your better live broadcast experience and entertainment effect, Nightmare is making every effort to restore the live broadcast signal. Please wait patiently..."

The words "Disconnected..." flashed on the pitch-black screen.

Most of the audience came here on a whim, and their interest came and went quickly. Seeing this situation was also very disappointing. gushing.

After all, there is more than one [Ping An Nursing Home] dungeon that is being broadcast live now, their choice is right.

Quick, the live broadcast room that was still full just now became empty.

Online numbers are about to drop.

Only a small number of more persistent old fans stayed in the live broadcast room, waiting for the signal to recover and chatting while doing nothing.

"It's really... the most critical part of the live broadcast has just been carried out, is this a spoiler?"

"Recently, the problem with the live broadcast signal is not the same, but it is the first time that it is so strict that it can be directly disconnected."

"It was there before, but it seems that there is only a problem with the copy, and the live broadcast signal is no problem."

"Yes, I remember that several dungeons were directly sealed, and a large number of old anchors who followed were lost, and the live broadcast rooms of familiar senior anchors were permanently closed."

"Hahaha, yes, if it wasn't for the old anchor who emptied a lot, or Nightmare wouldn't be "sex" into such fresh blood "liquid" at one time, I remember this anchor was recruited this time, right?"

"Anyway, Nightmare, hurry up and kill another bug. I really can't stand this bug, it will affect the user experience too much."

With the contraction of the male pupil, the force that bound Wen Jianyan's neck suddenly tightened with the force of breaking the throat, but it was suddenly and completely released in a second.

The tentacle-like shadow escaped likewise.

"...cough cough!"

Wen Jianyan, who was hanging on the edge of suffocation, was dragged back to the world where he could breathe freely. He covered his throat with one hand and coughed hoarsely.

"..."

Wu Zhu stood in the same place with an expressionless face, like a stone sculpture without any emotion, staring at him with a pair of indifferent golden eyes.

In the indifferent appearance, there seems to be some unfamiliar undercurrent surging.

It seems stunned, and it seems to be "fascinated" and "confused"...

All the waves were turned into chaos.

When the itch disappeared, Wen Jianyan raised her eyes again and looked at the man in front of her.

There were two kisses in total.

The first time was out of deception, and the same was true for the first time.

The first time, he completed the system task, the second time, he tricked him into distraction by showing weakness, and then stabbed the opponent in the chest.

Obviously, Wu Zhu is vengeful.

So, while branding him and making him his own slave and servant, he asked sarcastically—

Won't you come and kiss your god?

"Aren't you coming? All right." Wen Jianyan shrugged.

He seemed extraordinarily relaxed and relaxed, as if he had the upper hand and the dominance.

"..."

The other party remained silent.

As a primitive creature with a broken soul, who only knows how to eat and kill, the knowledge reserve of this pseudo-god seems to be insufficient to deal with the situation of the eyes.

"You don't trust my loyalty because such a thing has never existed, and we both know that."

Wen Jianyan's face didn't have the slightest hint of kissing.

He stared closely at the man in front of him, saying every word, like a thousand pounds:

"But, I will help you."

"Accurately, I have already helped you."

The "God" who is only being conceived and growing is Wen Jianyan's name.

He is showing his ability, showing his position.

I will do something.

what can I do.

Wen Jianyan opened her arms:

"I am unarmed now, and I am the most vulnerable, and you, after swallowing up the fragments, are the most powerful. My life is in your hands, and I will use this to show my sincerity."

As he spoke, he pointed to the void:

"I chose this time to pierce this layer of window paper, because only now, 'it' is not listening."

"There has never been cooperation or trust between us, but every word I say now comes from the bottom of my heart-because all the hypocrisy and lies are a stumbling block to cooperation."

"My soul is held in the hands of the Nightmare Live Room, forced to undergo repeated torture and endless struggle, and be entertained and entertained as an animal in a cage..."

Never-ending copy, never-ending torture.

In contrast, death will appear more tender and sympathetic.

Wen Jianyan stared at Wu Zhu closely and said, "I believe, so do you."

"Our interests and the enemy are the same, so I seek your cooperation."

Wen Jianyan used honorifics again.

His voice faded from the indifference and provocation that was just enough to provoke, and became gentle and peaceful again, without any sarcasm, appearing submissive and sincere.

"This time, I will help you unintentionally."

"You need me."

Wen Jianyan raised her eyes and smiled, "I need you too."

"..."

Wu Zhu looked at him.

The passage of time was lengthened, and Wen Jianyan could almost hear his heart pounding wildly, but he still stayed patiently.

After a long time, the other party finally opened, and asked slowly:

"what would you like?"

To Wen Jianyan, this sentence was like a ray of dawn penetrating the dense clouds.

His heart sank a little, and he said almost without hesitation:

"A level of privacy, a flatter mode of conversation, and freedom of access."

"I will do things for you, and I can do more things for you, but you need to trust me to a certain extent and give me more information, so that I can help to the greatest extent and accomplish the ultimate goal efficiently ."

"it is good."

Wu Zhu lowered his eyes, stared at the person in front of him with cold eyes of gold, and said slowly, "As you wish."

Wen Jianyan didn't feel relieved yet, and only listened to the other party asking in a low, unwavering voice:

"What are you willing to give in return?"

"..." Wen Jianyan raised her eyes, "Everything."

Shuangfei's pupils are close at hand, with the cruel and primitive light of beasts.

Only classes will cooperate.

They are rational about sex, know the pros and cons, and can be persuaded and persuaded.

God is different.

Standing above everything, He is neither good nor evil. He is the absolute ruler. He is an entity composed of primitive instincts. The pros and cons and rationality have no value in the face of the greed that devours everything.

Dealing with the evil god, there is no cooperation, only transactions.

"Well, at the end of everything, you will belong to me."

The false god leaned over, his deep voice sounded like a sentence and a curse.

"Voluntarily give everything you have."

Be it faith, soul, or body.

everything.

As a sacrifice to a higher being, voluntarily to be his own possession, with no end, no end, not even death to free him from it.

Lei stared at his future master with amber eyes. Suddenly, he smiled and replied without hesitation:

"make a deal."

On the pitch-black screen, the signal finally appeared again.

[Disconnected and connected...]

[Live broadcast signal has been acquired]

[The live broadcast is resuming...]

The audience couldn't help but cheer up:

"!! Oh, the live broadcast has finally resumed!!!"

"My God, finally there is another signal! Let me have a good meal!"

"So what happened, did you create a god?"

All the audience looked at the screen excitedly, but what appeared on the screen disappointed them greatly.

The huge womb shrouded in scarlet has disappeared.

What appeared in front of him was the familiar underground tomb "cave". The cold and gloomy cave seemed to have been cleared by a hurricane, full of rubble and broken ruins.

At the same time, all the live broadcast rooms in the [Safe Sanatorium] dungeon have returned to normal time flow.

The countdown has gone on for ten seconds without knowing it.

【10, 9, 8, 7...】

"Ah? What's going on?"

"Why is there nothing! What happened? Has the creation of a god succeeded!"

"I don't know, I can't see it..., I'll look at the anchor's task bar!"

The anchor triggered two tasks most.

Help create gods.

and blocking processes.

In any case, you always have to choose one of these two options. Although you don't see what happened in the copy just now, you can always calculate the result based on the completion of the two tasks.

but……

In the end, it surprised all the audience.

"Ah? What's the matter? If the creation of the gods has not succeeded, the task of stopping should be completed, right?"

"No...Isn't this choosing one? How could it be possible that neither of them were completed!"

"I do not know……"

There was a lot of discussion in the live broadcast room, and the countdown finally came to zero.

【3, 2, 1】

【End of live broadcast】

[The anchor is online]

[Integrity Supreme live broadcast room will be closed in one minute, countdown: 60, 59...]

In the live broadcast room, there were only resentful audiences.

The few seconds when the signal was most restored did not calm them down, but angered them.

"Ah, ah, I am bother, or if I don't want to see what happened!"

"Absolutely... It's really the key to break the chain."

"Nightmare quickly repaired - really it is!!"

"Speechless, I'm going to report the bug."

In the pale space, Wen Jianyan opened her eyes, and the mechanical sound of the system echoed in her ears.

【In the process of repairing your body...】

[The body has been repaired, and the points will be deducted: 100]

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing this live broadcast! Now I will give you rewards..."

The maximum online number of your live broadcast room is 145719, and the reward points will be credited to the host's account.

The reward points in the live broadcast room are 110,200, which will be divided into the system, and the remaining points will be transferred to the host's account.

Congratulations, you have become the most popular anchor in this live broadcast. Reward points: 10000, which has been credited to the anchor's account.

Because the gap between your highest online number and your lowest online number is too large, your live broadcast reward will be deducted by 20%..."

Wen Jianyan didn't have the patience to listen.

He muted the system, directly opened his live broadcast interface, and swiped toward the task bar above—

"Task 1: Complete the [Ping An Sanatorium] Incubating God Project Rewards: ???"

[Completion: 99%]

"Task: Destroy the [Peace Sanatorium] Inner God-building plan to interrupt the breeding task reward: ???"

[Completion: 0%]

Wen Jianyan smiled.

really.

He closed the live broadcast interface and stood up.

Suddenly, a shadow slammed into him, and before Wen Jianyan could react, he punched him viciously.

Su Cheng rushed to the front, his eyes were red with anger: "Why are you jumping?!"

"Brother, brother! Calm down! Calm down!"

Huang "Mao" hurriedly grabbed Su Cheng to prevent him from making any more irrational actions, "The boss must have his reasons..."

Seeing Wen Jianyan jumping off, Su Cheng was going to be scared crazy, and he was also furious to death.

Wen Jianyan is always like this, hiding all the information and plans in his mind, every time he hides it deeper than the last time, every time he promises not to take any risks, and most of all, he keeps his own way.

Watching his friend jump off the cliff in front of him, Su Cheng felt a deep sense of panic and powerlessness.

"Accident... This time it was really an accident."

Wen Jianyan knew that he was wrong, so he took a step back.

What happened this time is basically his guess, and it has a lot to do with the deep core of the entire Nightmare live broadcast room. Since it is reasonable, Wen Jianyan is not going to involve his teammates.

"I will definitely ask you to help..."

Su Cheng clenched his fists again:

"That's what you said last time—"

"Cough, cough..." Wen Jianyan coughed weakly twice, frowning in pain, ", my injury has not been repaired..."

He has already fixed it.

And Su Cheng didn't punch a punch - everyone came out of the dungeon, and his physical strength was exhausted long ago. Su Cheng was still soft-hearted, and when he hit it, he consciously withdrew his strength, so basically there was no pain.

But Wen Jianyan pretended to be very real, her face was pale, and she looked pitiful.

Su Cheng: "..."

Pooh! There's no truth in your mouth!

But Huang "Mao" approached nervously: "Ah? Are you okay?"

"It's okay..." Wen Jianyan shook her head weakly, "help me."

What he sold miserably was so real that even Su Cheng was shaken.

He couldn't help but take a step forward, although his tone was still firm, but his attitude softened uncontrollably: "You...why don't you fix it?"

Su Cheng, a soft-hearted and easily deceived prophet.

Although have been dealing with liars, don't always remember "sex" for a long time.

Right here, Lu Sishao "Medicine" came over from a distance, interrupting a few reminiscences.

"How do you feel? Are there enough points for repairing your body?"

He looked at Wen Jianyan with concern and asked.

Wen Jianyan nodded: "Of course."

"When you jumped the most, we were all really scared, but, I believe, you should return safely." There was no insincere element in Luce's words.

He took a deep breath and said seriously:

"Anyway, thank you."

As a senior streamer, Luce knew very well that the most shocking 100-second countdown of the last dungeon definitely had a deep-seated reason.

That is to say, before being teleported back to the system space, there must be the last one to kill them.

Wen Jianyan's unhesitating leap must have contributed to the safe return of all of them to the system space unscathed.

Here, a beaming announcement came from not far away:

"Congratulations to the six anchors for successfully playing the [Ping An Nursing Home] dungeon platinum success!"

On the screen, the Ping An Nursing Home turned grey, with the mark of "permanently closed" beside it.

A huge platinum trophy rose on the screen, with the numbers of the six live broadcast rooms branded on it, and then slowly disappeared into the hall of fame.

Luce retracted his gaze and sighed:

"I really didn't think so...I actually can hit platinum success at this time."

The higher the qualifications, the more difficult the dungeon you have experienced, and the more difficult it is to hit the platinum success. Especially at the current level of Luce, the difficulty of the dungeon has gone up to b+ and a-, and the possibility of hitting the platinum success is extremely small.

He looked at Wen Jianyan and said:

"If there is anything I can help, you can contact me, and I will do my best."

"Speaking of this..." Wen Jianyan raised the corners of her lips, her amber eyes narrowed, and a happy smile flashed in her eyes: "There is indeed one."

Su Cheng, who was beside him, felt sullen, but when he saw Wen Jianyan's familiar expression, his heart throbbed involuntarily.

He's having a bad idea.

And it's definitely going to suffer.

Luce, the unlucky candidate, didn't notice. He looked at Wen Jianyan sincerely and said, "It's okay, just say it."

"Not now, the time is not right," Wen Jianyan suggested with a harmless smile, "let's get a good night's rest before contacting again."

"Ah," Luce was startled, then nodded in agreement: "You're right, this dungeon is difficult and long, we really should have a good rest, I didn't think enough."

So, after exchanging contact information, Lu Sishao "Yao" and Wen Jianyan said goodbye happily.

"What are you thinking of?"

Su Cheng couldn't help but asked in a low voice.

"What you said," Wen Jianyan shrugged innocently, "what can I do?"

Su Cheng: "."

Pooh.

Wen Jianyan patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, let's go back to rest, I'm really tired this time..."

Saying that, he turned to look at Huang "Mao":

"And you?"

"me too."

Huang "Mao" took a deep breath and seemed to make up his mind.

In fact, before entering the dungeon of Ping An Sanatorium, he had vaguely known his choice. After going through this dungeon, he had completely determined what he wanted.

Huang "Mao" shyly "touched" his head, with a rare firmness in his eyes: "Goodbye, goodbye."

He still has a few things to deal with.

With tears in his eyes, Ji Guan greeted them excitedly.

After all, in his opinion, Su Cheng may have already been tricked to death.

Su Cheng was frightened by the opponent's sudden passion, while Wen Jianyan quickly threw a "goodbye" while the other party was caught in Ji Guan's tenderness attack, and then got into himself without looking back. s room.

He was really tired to death.

Not long after the [Dream Amusement Park] dungeon ended, Wen Jianyan entered the [Ping An Sanatorium] dungeon to save him. The two dungeons were almost seamless, leaving him with a pitiful little rest room.

After taking a bath and washing away the exhaustion, Wen Jianyan collapsed on the big bed.

The soft quilt dragged his body like a cloud, his bones seemed to fall apart, and his whole body was extremely sore.

In the darkness, although Wen Jianyan was physically exhausted, he was not sleepy, and his spirit was still extremely excited.

He rolled over, his eyes shining in the darkness.

Although the dungeon this time was exhausting and thrilling, there were times when I was almost left inside forever and couldn't come back, but...

This copy brought him unexpected surprises, which can be said to be quite rewarding.

The most important thing is the "deal" with Wu Zhu.

There are two most direct reasons why he decisively terminated the plan and contacted Wu Zhu instead.

First, he realized that the identity of "God" is a fragment of Wu Zhu.

No. 1, because the system gave him two tasks, hatching gods, and interrupting gestation—these two options covered any choice he could make.

For Wen Jianyan, it was like a head-scratcher.

That is to say, these two results are at least bearable for the live broadcast room, even if they may not be happy to see it.

But for him it was different.

After the Ouroboros was contained in the egg body and began to destroy it, he had to leave as quickly as possible to save his "life", and what was destroyed was only a half-bred fragment of Wu Zhu.

Not only does it do no harm to him, but it also means that no matter what the final result is, Wen Jianyan will lose a desired item.

So, at the moment of realizing this, Wen Jianyan changed his strategy without blinking, almost without hesitation.

The facts to come proved that his decision was correct.

At the end of the dungeon, but none of the tasks are in the completed state, but the breeding process is actually terminated - just not as the nightmare expected.

Wen Jianyan lowered her eyes, the corners of her lips were hidden in the darkness, with a slight smile.

The plan is half done...the remaining half should be coming soon.

Just need a little help.

Wen Jianyan got up and looked at herself in the mirror.

In the open nightgown, there is a young and strong body, meandering, the scarlet pattern on the hip bone is hidden in the stack of fabrics.

The skin is plated with a warm orange 'color' in the night light.

He raised his hand on it.

It is smooth and tight, with a slight warm steam, and it is completely indistinguishable from his position based on the touch alone.

Visible to the naked eye, the lines gradually fade away.

This is one of the transactions between Wen Jianyan and Wu Zhu.

Partial Privacy.

Quick, when Wen Jianyan let go, the brand mark turned into a light red mark, which almost merged with the surrounding skin, like finger marks that had been twisted by "kneading", and it was difficult to tell if you didn't look carefully.

"Hey, little assistant,"

The young man's voice sounded lazily, echoing in the room, "Are you there?"

There was almost no pause, and the voice of the personal assistant sounded immediately, and the lively synthetic voice did not contain any personal emotions:

"What service do you need?"

"I need to talk to the higher-level system in your live broadcast room. You should be able to communicate it, right?"

Wen went straight to the point.

However, his question seemed to have exceeded his authority, and the personal assistant did not answer, but remained silent.

"Perhaps you have already received complaints and started the system self-check. In that case, I will make a long story short,"

Wen Jianyan didn't mind either, just continued to say:

"Nightmare should have discovered it by now. Your live broadcast room is disintegrating from the inside. There is a problem with your dungeon and NPC, and the source of this problem may be the same as your system's authority..."

"If it continues to develop, it may even be higher."

He kept his clothes open, leaning half-back on the bed.

Amber's eyes were half-squinted, and the corners of his lips had a faint smile: "Want to solve it?"

"I might be able to help you."

"I believe we have common interests and enemies."

Wen Jianyan smiled casually:

"And, in a sense, I have an advantage over you. If you don't believe it, go and analyze the customs clearance records of the copy of Yiping Sanatorium. You should have this ability."

He "touched" his lips with his fingertips, his posture was idle, and his expression had a bit of frivolous malice:

"The god may not even be aware of it...

He doesn't just feed me now. "