Chapter 65

[Integrity First] In the live broadcast room:

"... Absolutely, really utterly."

"I'm in a trance. Did I watch this live broadcast of Nightmare? It's obviously a live broadcast!"

"Ah, ah, ah, the grass, this wicked, the father is too" color "!!! I really have it !!!"

"Hey, I am not wrong, I have to enter, my father gives me a personal baptism, my clothes have been made up!"

"??? I just came from the red party next door, what's going on? What's the situation?"

"I also just came in...I can't understand it at all. Why is the red party broadcaster not dead, but the number of red party broadcasters displayed the day after tomorrow has decreased? Have they been transferred to the black side? But no, the black side The number of people is still 1? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, can someone explain to me!"

"In fact, to put it simply, this dog liar is too fucking good at playing rules."

"The broadcast of this faction war obviously did not change the faction. Although the dog liar now has the identity of a sect, only ghosts can become believers in his sect, and there is no way to pull people. I remember that he was in [ The deputy of Decai Middle School went through the chase battle, so this wave is to use the monsters under his command to lower the san value of Red Fangbo to the critical point first, so that the "property" of the broadcaster is more important in the system judgment. When it is more strange, rather than human, the biography is carried out under this extreme condition, so that Fang becomes his own believer."

"And because the san value is so low that it is about to lose the ability to think normally, the success rate of the transmission is basically 100%!"

"Grass... It turns out that I am also stunned."

", But in this case, are those who can't be broadcast and alienated? It's not like being killed directly, right?"

"You don't understand now, this dog liar is even good at this!"

"???What's the meaning?"

"Have you forgotten? This is a chase!"

"!!! I rely on! Ah!"

"Although the san value has been reduced to 1%, as long as it is not reset to zero, the broadcast cannot be completely alienated..."

"So, even if the san value of Sow is now biased towards monsters, but as long as the time limit for the chase is over and Sow has not been judged to be dead, he will win! It's fucking alive!"

"Yes, this is incomparable to the ghost mother state of the last deputy liar. The calculation of the san value is only effective in the chase battle."

"Then the chase was over. Although Bo was alive, his belief camp had changed. Not only could he not be considered a red party, but because of his state of being alive, he could not be considered a black party... So the number of red parties has been increasing. Decrease, the number of Black has been maintained at 1."

"Ahhhhh my God! I'm shocked and shocked! Mom, why am I watching the live broadcast on my knees!"

"In the case of stuck bugs, this dog liar called the second, no one dared to call the first!"

"Is this an idea that a normal human can think of! Is this!"

"My god... How come people still play games like this? I've seen it. I don't think the deputy would have thought that anyone would do this!"

"The skill of sowing drill rules and loopholes is consummate!!!!"

"Ah, ah, ah, I've become a fan, woo woo woo woo, as long as this live broadcast room only broadcasts once in the future, I will watch it once!"

In just ten minutes, the number of online viewers of [Integrity First] soared to a new high, directly breaking the 100,000 mark!

【Ding! The number of people online in the live broadcast room exceeded 100,000! 】

[Congratulations on the achievement of the broadcast: I am the most beautiful boy of this deputy!

Your live broadcast room has attracted nearly 53% of the online viewers in the entire sub, and the ratings are unparalleled! Become the most popular live broadcast room in Vice! 】

[Congratulations on the achievement of the broadcast: the upstart in ratings!

Wow, your live broadcast room shines under your management, and more and more viewers are attracted by your charm!

Please continue to burn your life and work hard to create a higher quality live broadcast experience for the audience! 】

The walls slowly changed from the greasy and bloody texture back to ordinary icy masonry.

The countdown to the chase was finally slowly cleared.

Chen Mo felt that his mind was returning to normal little by little. The strong sense of fear and bizarre and terrifying hallucinations just now disappeared from his eyes little by little. The extreme changes made him dizzy and nauseated.

what happened?

The memories just now were shrouded in a distorted bloody filter, and the remaining images in my mind were all weird and cold. The only thing that was clear was a distant voice.

That voice was gentle and bewitching, but it made him feel inexplicable fear, and a strong tremor spread from the depths of his soul.

Chen Mo suddenly raised his head and looked at the open space in front of him in astonishment.

However, the blurred holy figure just now disappeared.

What's going on?

Could it be that... everything only exists in his fantasy?

Chen Mo was a little dazed.

At this moment, there was the sound of "approaching" footsteps in the corridor next to him, and Chen Mo instantly became vigilant, but he did not forget the so-called "self-rescue opportunity", which was to let them be dragged into the three self-portraits here. Killing to get it.

Could it be that other broadcasters have also passed the chase and are ready for him?

Before Chen Mo could get up, a head came in through the door.

"..."

Chen Mo was startled.

He had no impression of this face at all, not anyone on the other broadcast.

The next second, the head shrank back and shouted from the corridor behind: "The newcomer is here!"

"???"

Chen Mo's expression became even more dazed.

What newcomer?

What are you talking about?

The sound of a new footstep approached the side, and soon, a figure appeared at the door.

This time, Chen Mo is very familiar with him.

He narrowed his eyes slightly: "Why are you?"

Su Cheng was also startled.

Huh, old acquaintance.

Ji Guan seemed to be completely unaware of the subtle atmosphere between people, and he happily ran in: "You must be very confused now, right? Do you not understand what happened at all? It doesn't matter, we are just here to answer you. of all doubts."

He pretended to be deep and said:

"After entering, we are all family."

Chen Mo: "????"

Su Cheng: "..."

You can shut up.

He turned his head to look at Chen Mo, cleared his throat, and then briefly recounted everything: "In short, it is probably like this now, although you are not dead yet, you are already a member of our faction, so you have left the red party by yourself. camp."

"..."

Chen Mo raised his hand and pressed down on the slightly painful temple. The side effect of the previous san value being almost zero seems to have not disappeared, which made his mind a little confused: "? What faction?"

Ji Guan: "I haven't named it yet. No, I hope this name can be a little more appealing, but the level of naming is really hard to compliment. If you have any good ideas, you can say it..."

"..."

Su Cheng spoke slowly and expressionlessly, interrupting Ji Guan's eloquence: "I don't think this is his."

It's a shortening of "what to send and what not to send".

Ji Guan: "...Oh."

After a short period of confusion, Chen Mo's mind gradually became clearer, and he gradually understood what Fang had just said.

He was stunned, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and opened the background to look.

I don't know when it started, the red and black camp logo in the background has disappeared, leaving only a blank like a system failure.

...is actually true.

"Although this is a credit, but believe me, we also paid a great sacrifice for this."

Ji Guan pointed at Su Cheng and himself with a sad expression.

"..."

As if thinking of some unbearable memory, Su Cheng's expression twisted, and his face turned slightly green.

A "?" floats in the barrage

"What's wrong? What am I doing wrong?"

"What happened? Why do these two seem to have a deep psychological shadow?"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha. You can watch the replay after the sub is over. It's really interesting!"

"???"

"In short, although the dog liar thought of the way to get the bug, he was firstly not sure if this solution would be effective, secondly, he was not sure how much the san value was reduced to be the alienation threshold for vice recognition, and thirdly, he didn't know how to solve the problem. Maintain the health value when the san value is crazy...

So these two unfortunate people bore the brunt of the experiment. "

"Hahahahaha, and only when those monsters are real, the system will determine the start of the chase, so they are genuinely chased for 18 streets!"

"Hahahahahahahahahaha, and when the dog liar is not sure which blame is the top, so let the monster chase together ..."

"Hahahahahaha I have to have a psychological shadow too!"

Chen Mo stared at the display on the screen of the mobile phone, unable to slow down for a while.

...

So, in this faction war, he doesn't belong to any faction anymore?

This is something he has done so many live broadcasts and has experienced so many times, and has never seen it before.

However, such an outrageous scene was actually placed in front of him.

This made Chen Mo not knowing what to do for a while.

"Of course, although you have been baptized, as long as you are still a human being, theoretically you are still a free person," Su Cheng thought of something and added:

"So, what you want to do next is up to you. My suggestion is to buy enough points until the end of the game. Of course, if you want to leave the mirror, it's fine, but you have to let it go."

Chen Mo lowered his eyes and pondered for a while, then raised his head:

"Where are you?"

"What do you mean? What does it mean to fail?"

Wang Hanyu's brows were wrinkled, his palms were firmly pressed on the table, and he brought his face close to Mother Wen, unbelievably authentic.

It is clear that the number of the red team in the backstage has decreased, and the number of the black team has not increased. It is reasonable to say that the Soul Locking Altar should have been refined!

how so!

Po Wen lowered her head, the wrinkled loose skin on her face was trembling slightly, her cloudy eyes stared at the black pottery jar in front of her, as if she was also confused.

Finally, after a brief contemplation, she slowly raised her head and said:

"There is indeed a chance of mistakes in the refining of Soul Locking Altar."

Just like the previous 1304, she didn't succeed in refining the Soul Locking Altar. As for why she made a mistake this time... It's hard for Po Wen to say why she came.

After all, she can't create a mirror world, but can only create a channel with the help of a mirror. As for what happened inside, and whether the jar can be successfully refined, it depends on the fate in the dark.

Although there is a possibility of mistakes, don't know why, because of this failure...

Mother Wen always had an ominous foreboding.

She raised her head slowly, swept the crowd in front of her with those eyes covered with thick white shawl, and said, "In this case, I need three more sacrifices."

"What?! Need three more?!"

This time, the other broadcasts can't be done: "But didn't you just say that as long as we hand in three people, we can make the tenth Soul Locking Altar? How can you go back on it now-"

Before he could finish speaking, his pupils shrank suddenly.

A pair of paper pale palms stretched out from behind him, grabbed Bo's ankles tightly, and dragged him behind him!

Boo didn't even have time to scream, and was dragged into the depths of the mirror behind him that he didn't know when.

"..."

In an instant, the entire room fell into a dead silence.

The faces of all the broadcasters were very unsightly, half vigilant and half fearful, watching the old woman who looked half-to-the-earth not far away.

Wen Po raised her eyes tremblingly and said slowly:

"Have you forgotten? This room of mine is located at the junction of the real and the illusory. Anyone who wants to see me can enter it. If you don't want to write your name, naturally some people will."

In an aging, non-threatening tone, she slowly said extremely terrifying words:

"It depends on whether you are willing to gamble or not."

Bet your teammates will sell you.

In the live broadcast room of the red party:

"Mom, I finally know why this deputy was able to ask for help, just to backstab the acquaintances with each other."

"This is simply a test of human 'sex'..."

"And the red side probably doesn't know the hands and feet of the black side now. I'm so excited when I think that the teammates who were backstabbed by them can still come to confront them."

"Ah, ah, this walk is exciting!"

In the small room, the broadcasters glanced at each other, and saw the solemn "color" from the bottom of each other's eyes.

They realized that they were actually opening Pandora's Box, and whether it was for winning or for self-protection, there was no possibility of turning back.

They can only gamble.

Bet that the next jar can be successfully refined.

The ground shook slightly, and strange whispers and squirming water sounded not far away.

Chen Mo subconsciously stopped his footsteps, and looked at the side where the voice came from in surprise.

"It doesn't matter,"

Ji Guan stepped forward from behind him and patted him on the shoulder comfortingly: "This means that we will have a new partner soon."

Chen Mo: "..."

Oh.

Su Cheng: "Let's go, you should be able to find it by following the sound."

Although it's weird to call that dog liar, but calling it too much... it's actually quite smooth.

A few people walked towards the side where the voice came.

Under the dark red light, the walls and the ground all showed a strange soft texture.

The scarlet and smooth flesh wall jumped, like some kind of living creature, giving people a nameless sense of fear. Chen Mo was reminded of some bad memories by this familiar texture, although his expression still didn't change much. , but his face turned pale involuntarily.

Soon, an open door appeared not far away.

A low voice that belonged to a young man came, the tone was very gentle and clear, but the depths of his voice seemed to contain some invisible power, which made Chen Mo's heart tremble, and he couldn't help but pause for a moment. next step.

"It's just ahead." Su Cheng and Ji Guan stopped: "Go ahead."

Chen Mo nodded and walked forward.

He hadn't walked a few steps when only Ji Guan's voice came from behind: "Hey, then the newcomer this time will be handed over to you, I forgot to tell him about the current situation, just like the two of us just now. ."

"..."

Chen Mo's pace stopped involuntarily.

Suddenly being regarded as a senior member of this Gugua faction is really... very subtle.

He took a deep breath, settled down, and walked to the room where the sound came from.

As the distance shortened, Chen Mo became uncontrollably nervous when he thought that the so-called evil/ was not far away.

Soon, after turning a corner, the back of a young man came into view.

He half-squatted in front of a dazed broadcaster, as if to say something.

There were only fragments of clothes left on the young man. Under the dark red light, the undulating lines of his shoulder blades appeared clear and graceful. Accompanying Zuo, they rolled under the fair skin, and the dark spell lines covered half of them. A back, outlines the thin and tight waist, and even stretches faintly, engulfed by the sunken shadow at the edge of the trousers.

The person in front of him was sloppy, with a dull expression and obsession. This obsession had nothing to do with love, as if his soul had been captured by some kind of more secret and higher existence.

The young man leaned down, dipped his fingers into the scarlet "liquid" seeping on the wall, and lightly touched Fang's forehead and cheek.

His actions were gentle and compassionate, followed by the sound of zizi corrosion.

The whole process looks evil and weird, but it has an indescribable terrifying attraction that pulls people's eyes like gravity, making people unable to control their eyes on the scene in front of them.

This should be the "baptism" mentioned in the broadcast just now.

Fragments of memory appeared in the depths of Chen Mo's chaotic mind due to the lowered san value. He subconsciously raised his hand and "touched" the position of his face.

A slight tingling reminded him that he also accepted the ceremony of Xiang.

Chen Mo shivered involuntarily.

Soon, the young man stood up and turned his head to look in his direction.

Under the dim light, the outline of Fang Qingjun's face was clearly visible, and his familiar amber eyes were slightly squinted, looking strangely indifferent.

"……you?"

Chen Mo was stunned for a moment, and recognized that the young man in front of him was actually the "npc" who claimed to be a resident of 1304:

"you are not"

Wen Jianyan blinked: "Huh?"

He carefully scrutinized the broadcast in front of him for a few seconds, and a look of sudden realization appeared on his face: "Oh, that NPC identity, I made it up to deceive you."

Chen Mo: "…………"

Fang's attitude of admitting that he lied is too natural, and there is absolutely no shame after being exposed, which makes him speechless.

"Uhhhh-"

The time limit for the chase that was broadcast not far away was obviously not over yet. The low san value made him feel distorted and panicked.

"Come on, let's talk."

Wen Jianyan took a step forward and walked to the room first.

Chen Mo stood there and stared at the broadcast for a few seconds before he turned around and followed Wen Jianyan's pace.

"Why are you doing this?"

Chen Mo said straight to the point: "Why do you want to save us?"

He was really "confused" about this.

Even if Chen Mo hasn't fully figured out the production method of Soul Locking Altar, he can come to the conclusion by simply associating the speech made by Wen Po just now-their broadcasts that have been cast in are probably related to this, and they are all bad luck. few.

However, this move by Black not only freed them from danger, but also gave them a huge gift with great generosity:

free.

These broadcasters will not be bound by the rules of the faction war, no matter who wins the red and black in the end, they will not be implicated and become the victim of this vice.

"First of all, the most direct reason is that a friend of mine was assigned to the red side."

Wen Jianyan pondered for a while, then said lightly:

"No, after releasing them from the shackles of the faction war, I really don't need to rescue you as well. After all, this is really troublesome."

Chen Mo silently watched Fang, waiting for his next words.

"The most important reason I did it was because I didn't want to win."

Under the dark red light, the young man smiled lightly, and the amber eyes floated in the depths, making them elusive.

If Wen Jianyan really wants to win, after liberating Su Cheng and Ji Guan, the first thing he should do is to find Hong Fangbo and snatch the Soul Locker from Fang.

After all, this is the only way to win this faction war—

Break the soul lock altar and liberate evil spirits.

However, Wen Jianyan did not want to liberate evil spirits.

Chen Mo was stunned: "...Why?"

The young man squinted his eyes and smiled: "Think about it, if a pie really comes, how could I still be needed?"

He gently rubbed the knuckles of his knuckles and said unhurriedly:

"If you can't tamper with your speech, steal your prestige, and rob believers, what's the point of being an evil person?"

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"Good guy, this wave, it's the next step!"

"I laughed so hard, it's so unlucky to be this guy!"

"Bah! What this liar is talking about is high-sounding. In fact, he doesn't want to see that evil spirit who has been offended by him eight hundred times!"

"Who just watched the replay of the last vice? It's me."

"It's really heart-warming hahahahaha, it's cool to watch it once!"

Wen Jianyan looked at Chen Mo, who was so shocked by his remarks that he had nothing to say, and changed the subject lightly: "Speaking of which, what are you going to do with me?"

Chen Mo took a deep breath: "I want to go back to the face."

"Have you made up your mind?"

Wen Jianyan "Lu" thoughtfully said: "If I had to say it, I would suggest you to stay here, Ms. Wen didn't do anything to directly influence here, you are now out of the red camp, and you can exchange it completely. The points boiled down to the end of the vice."

Chen Mo pursed his lips, lowered his eyes, and replied in a cold voice, "I still have some unfinished business with someone."

He fixedly looked at Wen Jianyan:

"What do I need to pay to get me back? I can—"

"No need." Wen Jianyan shook his head

"...No need?" Chen Mo was stunned.

Fang's reply completely exceeded his expectations.

Wen Jianyan took out a gossip mirror from his pocket, and the monster's pale arm protruded from the mirror and climbed up along his chest.

"You are my crowd, aren't you?"

Since he is not ready to complete the line tasks, he must also ensure that the line tasks on the surface are not completed. Since the woman behind the scenes is pulling the puppet's string and "manipulating" Hong Fangbo to work for her, then the body In order to match the power, Wen Jianyan needs to find a way to check and balance the party.

That is the most simple and primitive emotion of human beings.

revenge.

The puppet master of the black side leaned slightly, and his amber eyes flashed a sweet shimmer under the eyelashes:

"It is my honor to serve you."