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    Chapter 125

    [Integrity First] Live Room:

    "?"

    "???"

    "?????"

    "I'm stunned! What kind of "operation" is this?!"

    "Hahahahahahaha, this is not quite, how are you missing the boss, I think I am very suitable."

    "Die me, this is not just joining, this is directly preparing to go to the sky in one step!"

    "According to this situation, the odds of success are good."

    Sora was dead silent, so nervous that it seemed like it was about to explode.

    The quacks silently watched the uninvited guests standing at the door.

    It's definitely not without reason that Wen Jianyan dares to say so.

    Article 1 of the Park Rules: Please stay in the Dreamland Amusement Park around the clock, and do not leave without authorization unless there are special circumstances.

    The park of Fantasy Amusement Park is not allowed to leave the amusement park.

    In all the processes so far, all the workers have seen Jianyan more or less once or twice, but the "garden" has always been a mysterious question mark.

    And, more importantly...

    The garden room is empty.

    Not only is it empty, but there is no trace of life, whether it is the table, chair, or bookshelf, there is a thick layer of ash, except for the note that writes the garden rules, there is nothing in the drawer of the cabinet. Items, the whole room is empty, like an empty cardboard shell.

    The young man lowered his eyes and read the opening recruitment information in a leisurely manner:

    "In order to meet the increasing customer demand and expanding market share, the factory urgently needs more talents to join."

    His articulation was clear, and his calm voice echoed in the room.

    In the dimly lit room, the skin of the quacks looked "moist" green and sticky, and the heads that were too large compared to the size of the body looked exactly the same as the quack doll suits, which would look very cute faces on a flat surface, but After being restored to the real world as it is, it will look too weird and scary.

    They seem to be waiting, as if evaluating and examining, their eyes sticky and cold, terrifying and disgusting locally.

    Wen Jianyan raised her eyes and looked at the employees in front of her:

    "I guess, the positions you need urgently are not only night workers, right?"

    ——Is this "recruitment process" with great fanfare and painstaking efforts only for ordinary night employees?

    According to Wen Jianyan's solution to the Nightmare Live Room, each dungeon in it has a "time", and the time to cut into the dungeon is very critical. The Bi'antai Community just cuts to the first place before the last Soul Locking Altar is completed. A Chinese New Year's Day.

    Therefore, according to the logic of the copy mechanism,

    "Of course, it doesn't matter if it isn't."

    The young man narrowed his amber eyes and said very sincerely: "After all, no one is more suitable for this position than me."

    I don't know why, the words that are obviously arrogant and rude, when they are said by the other party in such a gentle and polite tone, the almost absurd feeling is diluted, whether it is body language or tone and posture, they all reveal an almost field-controlling feeling. The strong self-confidence, with an unignorable impact, almost involuntarily produces a feeling of shyness and convincing.

    [Integrity First] Live Room:

    "Wait, friends, did I hear it right? He meant that even if you had a boss now, I would be a better fit than your boss, right?"

    "You heard right, that's what he meant."

    "...Grass, your kid is trying to usurp the throne!!"

    "Crazy, really crazy."

    "Hahahahaha shit, this is the first time I've seen an anchor who dares to do this to NPCs, hurry up, come on, frogs, kill this kid! Do you just let this guy rush to your door and talk nonsense! "

    "The odds are 30%."

    "?? Why is it 30% if you speak harshly?"

    "Or……"

    Wen Jianyan said slowly: "So far, besides me, is there another person who found this place before midnight?"

    "..."

    The quacks didn't move.

    The atmosphere seems to have been stretched to the extreme, like a bowstring pulled to its limit, it will break in the next second, making a metallic sound.

    [Integrity First] Live Room:

    "The odds are fifty percent."

    "?? Wait in front?? Explain? Obviously nothing happened, so why is the odds of winning 50%?"

    The young man stood at the door, his figure was straight, his posture was relaxed, and his demeanor was peaceful, as if the winning ticket was in his hands, and he calmly allowed the opposite to watch and measure.

    I don't know how long has passed.

    The quacks in front of them moved.

    In the end, they slowly moved away, silently making way for Wen Jianyan to go straight inward.

    [Integrity First] In the live broadcast room:

    "?? What the hell??"

    "Ah ah ah really let go??"

    "Isn't it? Is it not killing you when you deliver it to your door? This is OK?! Is there any bug in the copy?"

    "Thank you."

    Wen Jianyan nodded slightly and walked into the darkness.

    The heads of the quacks slowly turned as he moved forward, and one after another, the eyes without emotion fell on the only human being, a good mistake, almost stabbed in the back.

    However, the young people seem to have long been used to the feeling of being watched by everyone.

    He walked into the darkness step by step, steady and unhurried, until his back was swallowed by the darkness.

    In just a few minutes, the [Integrity First] live broadcast room was already in chaos, and most of the new viewers who were ready to watch this little bastard finished were very disappointed, and firmly believed that it was a bug in the copy, and the old people in the live broadcast room were very disappointed. The powder is noisy.

    "I don't believe it is a copy that opens the back door!"

    "?? This year's best story is that the dungeon anchor opens the back door? It would be good if he didn't set up a stumbling block to kill him!"

    "Hahahahaha, it looks like he just entered the live broadcast room. In this anchor's live broadcast room, as long as this guy wins by his strength, as long as he is determined by luck!"

    "To be fair to this veteran Nightmare fan, this wave is indeed a 'powerful' anchor."

    "! I remember you who spoke in front of you, you just predicted the winning rate, didn't you!"

    "That's right, it's me. In fact, the reason is very simple, the longer this group of NPCs drags on, the more it shows that the anchor is on the right track, and it shows that they are waiting and evaluating the value of the other side, otherwise, the anchor can't finish talking, just Will be attacked, how can it take so long."

    "Yes..."

    "Grass, the line that the anchor is taking... it's too fucking hidden! What kind of brute force is this to find this way, admire, reward me this wave! [Reward Points 500]"

    Wen Jianyan walked into the darkness and walked up the stairs.

    Soon, the reinforced concrete walls and the huge and thick brass pipes blocked the sight of the quacks. After confirming that no one was watching him, Wen Jianyan's body softened and leaned against the wall in prostration.

    His face was miserable, cold sweat oozes out of his forehead, and when he pressed his stomach, he showed an expression of wanting to vomit.

    [Integrity First] Live Room:

    "?"

    "??How is this going?"

    "Hahahahaha it's time to show the anchor's traditional art, three, two, one—"

    "vomit!"

    Wen Jian said with a face, leaning against the wall and retching.

    Grass……

    It was really dangerous just now! ! ! !

    The basis for the action he took this time was actually not sufficient, it was just his speculation based on clues, and this speculation was not supported by actual evidence.

    Too risky, too risky...

    Because all his current props have been abolished and completely unusable, and he is now in the world of [Frog Food Processing Factory], that is to say, if he guesses wrong, then there is really no way to go to heaven and enter the ground. There is no door, there is no escape, there is no place to hide, only death.

    Fortunately, the bet was right.

    Wen Jianyan straightened up, wiped the corner of his mouth, and looked towards the end of the stairs.

    Although the exterior of the building looks very different, the interior structure is similar, and after passing through a corridor, it is his destination.

    Garden Office.

    However, there is a Wen Jianyan very clear.

    Just now, the quacks would let themselves in so easily, definitely not because of how "bewitching" people's hearts were with his words, and they directly took the throne of the garden.

    Precisely because they have no choice.

    Judging from their performance, Wen Jianyan believes that his guess is right - this recruitment is not only for night employees, but also for finding a new garden. We are willing to put him here, which shows that Wen Jianyan has no way to go. It's a mistake, but it also shows that they are just ordinary employees, and there is no way to determine the position of the park.

    Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and stepped forward.

    ——And now, the real interviewer is probably still waiting for him.

    Fantasy amusement park, in the children's park.

    Wen Ya and Huang "Mao" are waiting in the park.

    From time to time, she looked down at her watch: time passed by minute by minute, and there were less than fifteen minutes left until the final timeline. If Lilith couldn't be found, I'm afraid...

    "Why hasn't the parade of floats arrived yet?"

    Wen Ya's anxious mood overflowed, she looked down at Huang "Mao":

    "No, don't wait any longer, let's go, drop by and look for-"

    "Sister, calm down," Huang "Mao" discouraged: "The route of the float game is too complicated, and there are three more, we don't know which route she will come from, and now there is still something to miss..."

    Wen Ya knew that Huang "Mao" was right, but this didn't ease her anxiety.

    She pursed her lips and struggled: "But..."

    Wen Ya's words hadn't been finished yet, only to hear a burst of cheerful music coming from not far away, the sound of footsteps from far to near, it seemed that a whole team was walking forward.

    This is……

    Wen Ya was stunned for a moment, then raised her eyes to look in the direction from which the voice came.

    Across the dense bushes, it is faintly visible that the staff wearing various "color" suits are approaching, clowns, cats, sheep, bears... They swayed their bodies to the music and approached in this direction step by step.

    "Come!"

    Wen Ya's eyes lit up, she pulled her yellow hair and ran forward.

    "Wait, wait a minute!"

    Huang "Mao"'s small body was dragged to the point of flying. He stepped on two short legs, struggling to keep up with Wen Ya's pace, and collapsed: "Sister, take care of my body shape!"

    "Oh yes."

    Wen Ya lowered her head and glanced at the yellow hair, bent down, picked him up directly, and put it under her arm: "That's good."

    Accompanying Wen Ya's run all the way, Huang "Mao"'s short legs and short arms swayed in the air with a dull expression: "..."

    ? ? ?

    Following the route in his memory, Wen Jianyan walked up the stairs, walked through the dark corridor, and came to the deepest door.

    The words [Garden Room] on the door were painted, leaving only a mottled tin card.

    He took a deep breath and opened the door.

    The decoration inside is almost the same as the garden room in my memory, with empty tables and chairs, and dusty bookshelves. The only difference is that this room has a window, and it is also a huge floor-to-ceiling window. The dark red sky is like a sky that is seeping blood.

    Between two of the bookshelves, there is a tall mirror.

    The mirror disappeared, leaving only the frame and the thin veneer behind the mirror—the one that seemed to be the door at the stair below the garden room.

    However, in the corner of the frame, a shimmering mirror fragment could be seen faintly.

    The outline was so familiar that Wen Jianyan recognized it as his own prop at a glance.

    Through that piece of debris, another room that is almost identical to this side can be vaguely seen. Obviously, this is the passage that connects the two sides. Wen Jianyan has no doubt that if he touches it with his finger, he will Leave as you came.

    Wen Jianyan took a step forward and walked into the garden.

    His brows involuntarily twitched slightly, and the moment he stepped into the garden, the scarlet tattoo on his lower abdomen became hot, and when he was in the Dream Amusement Park before, the temperature change he felt at the tattoo was very subtle, almost like an illusion. But this time the feeling is too clear to be misunderstood.

    Absolutely right here.

    Wen Jianyan's heart was slightly tense, as if it had been grabbed heavily by one.

    He stepped forward, focusing all his attention on that small patch of skin, feeling the change in temperature.

    In the end, Wen Jianyan stopped at the desk.

    The burning sensation spread from the depths of his skin, as if he was going to burn his whole body along that small piece of skin, as if being crushed by something hot, both like caressing and torture. .

    A strong premonition fermented in my heart.

    He reached out and opened the drawer.

    In Dreamland, in this drawer is the piece of paper with the rules of the amusement park, and here—

    Scarlet, like the bottom of the drawer soaked in blood, a familiar fragment appeared in front of Wen Jianyan's eyes.

    Not big, only four or five centimeters in size.

    On the edge of the edge, there was a thin, pitch-black metal snake wrapped around it.

    There seems to be a dark shadow overflowing from the depths of the mirror, and red and black are against each other, making people feel cold.

    Wen Jianyan reached out subconsciously.

    However, before he could touch the objects in the drawer, a strong feeling of being watched came from behind.

    "..."

    Wen Jianyan took it back without a trace.

    He turned around slowly and looked out the floor-to-ceiling window behind him.

    The sight in front of him almost took his breath away.

    The bloody sky was covered with crimson scars, and at some point the scars opened, revealing huge eyes.

    "Color" eyes, red "color" pupils.

    Layer upon layer, densely packed, overlooked silently, through the huge French windows, watching the young man standing in it.

    The scene in front of him was so familiar that Wen Jianyan almost had an illusion, as if they were whispering in his ear——

    【I have been watching you】

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