Chapter Fifty-Three

Fukang Private General Hospital

The cold black and white letters are particularly dazzling under the dim light.

Wen Jianyan felt a creepy coolness slowly creeping up his spine.

He couldn't help recalling the words Ji Guan said to him at the end of the last dungeon in his mind - "Fukang Private General Hospital is near my home."

Whether it is the mirror similar to Decai Middle School or the medical records from Fukang Private General Hospital, it seems that they faintly revealed a dangerous message to him:

These copies come from the real world and are somehow connected to each other in the dark.

After realizing this, Wen Jianyan couldn't help but stand on end.

Signing a soul contract with the weird "Nightmare Live Studio" to become the anchor, and then being forced to enter dungeons full of death and weirdness, all this was enough for Wen Jianyan to feel troubled, but now he actually told him that these horrific dungeons were actually Is it really possible to exist in the real world?

This possibility was so terrifying that he hardly dared to think about it.

However, in any case, the timeline of these copies should be different from the real world. Although the exact date is not mentioned in Decai Middle School and Antai Community, Fukang Private General Hospital is mentioned.

The day they entered the copy was April 24, 2014. According to Ji Guan's description, Fukang Hospital has been abandoned since then.

That being the case, the timeline of Antai Community should be further forward.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

Everything that happens here, even if real, exists only in the past.

In any case, the most important thing to do now is to find two other soul-locking altars before other anchors.

He returned the medical record to Su Cheng, and briefly described the information he found in the living room.

Su Cheng frowned slightly: "That is to say, now there are more than one team of anchors collecting Soul Locking Altar?"

"right."

"But, don't we all have the same purpose of collecting the soul-locking altar?" Su Cheng showed a puzzled expression on his face: "No matter which anchor collects the soul-locking altar, it must be returned to Granny Wen, so we She tried again to suppress the evil spirits, if that's the case, it doesn't matter who gets it?"

"Of course the points are different."

Wen Jianyan shrugged: "Of course, there are also props."

According to the system prompt, there are a total of five hidden items in this dungeon of Antai Community, and there is only one legendary hidden item in all dungeons below A level, and the number of hard and normal items is not fixed.

If the soul-locking altar in 1304 is a hidden item, then there is a high probability that the other soul-locking altars are also hidden items, and it may be difficult or even legendary.

With the increase in understanding of the relevant mechanisms in the Nightmare live broadcast room, Wen Jianyan gradually realized how rare and coveted props with difficulty and above are.

All hidden items above the difficulty level can be taken out of the dungeon and used as props.

Moreover, according to the difficulty of the dungeon, even if the rarity is the same, the grade of the props will be heaven and earth.

The difficult item Wen Jianyan obtained from Decai Middle School [Xiaojie's Teeth] can withstand the damage of a single monster for a minute, while the doctor's certificate obtained from Fukang Hospital can allow him to escape a certain death directly. attack, and gain a golden body for one minute.

This almost gave him an extra life.

This is just a C + level copy.

The difficult props found in the B-level dungeon, even if the anchor himself does not use it, but sells it on the black market after leaving the dungeon, he can still get an almost astronomical sum of money.

Why these anchors are so fanatical can also be explained.

Su Cheng: "Then let's go..."

Before he finished speaking, the mobile phones in their pockets buzzed twice at the same time, which was particularly clear and piercing in the dead space.

Wen Jianyan and Su Cheng were startled.

They looked at each other and took out their phones from their pockets.

The main mission has been updated.

Seeing his main task, Su Cheng frowned slowly: "I...my main task allows me to find a second anchor besides you and me within an hour."

His identity card is a cowardly and cowardly teacher. After entering another world, he was terrified and always wanted to stay with the big team.

However, according to the information provided by Wen Jianyan just now, the other anchors in this dungeon have already formed a competitive relationship with them, and there must be conflicts after meeting...

It's a little tricky.

Su Cheng sighed, raised his head and looked at Wen Jianyan: "Has your main mission been updated? What is it?"

Wen Jianyan stared at his mobile phone screen expressionlessly, and slowly read the newly updated ID card information again.

[Under the guidance of Granny Wen, you entered another world together with others. Here, although you encountered many crises beyond imagination, relying on your own luck, you still encountered dangers again and again. Huaji, narrowly escaped death.

You never thought that you would be able to enter a world full of supernatural beings yourself, and you would have the opportunity to photograph all of this and subvert the world view of all mankind. Therefore, in order to make your videos more credible, and to make your videos You have become the most popular anchor in the ghost zone, and you decide to hold a soul-calling ceremony in room 1306.

[Main task 1: Hold a soul-calling ceremony in room 1306 (limited to one hour)]

[Main task 2: Shooting the soul-calling ceremony, the duration should not be shorter than ten minutes]

Wen Jianyan: "..."

I'm **** dead now.

Is it purely a brain problem?

[Integrity First] In the live broadcast room:

"Hahahahahahahahahahaha, or my God, what is this task!"

"I can't stand laughing, will the other people who get the task card of the anchor of Tanling also get this task?"

"Hahahahahaha I don't know, other anchors of Tanling have never lived so long..."

"I understand why now...these tasks are one by one, if I can survive, I will see the devil hahahahahahaha!"

After listening to Wen Jianyan's main task, Su Cheng was also silent.

"In this world..." He stared at the young man standing in front of him, his expression slowly cracked again: "Is there really such a pure idiot?"

Wen Jianyan: "..."

To tell you the truth, I would also like to know the answer to this question.

He took a deep breath, raised his hand to wipe his face, and forcibly suppressed the swear words in his heart that were enough to be controlled by the platform: "Although this task is really tricky, it should be okay at this time."

After all, the group of anchors just fought here, and the paper figurines in 1306 have basically been cleaned up once...

Shouldn't it be dangerous?

Wen Jianyan lowered his head, glanced at the soul-calling ceremony recorded on his identity card, and concluded:

"It's quite simple. It doesn't feel like a very professional ceremony. It's quite half-baked."

The corner of Su Cheng's mouth twitched:

"...if we were in real life right now, it probably wouldn't really work."

This is the underworld of seriousness!

Not to mention holding such a half-baked soul-calling ceremony, even if you yell a little loudly, there may be a dozen or eight ghosts coming out and chasing you around!

This main task simply doesn't want people to live!

Soon, under the reminder of the identity card, Wen Jianyan collected all the props to complete the ceremony, and placed them one by one in the living room.

Su Cheng stood aside, holding up his mobile phone, ready to start recording at any time.

Wen Jianyan glanced at Su Cheng, who nodded to indicate that he was ready.

So, he began to carry out the ceremony according to the procedure.

The young man deliberately lowered his clear voice, and strange notes with unknown meaning spit out from his mouth, swirling around the room like spells.

The countdown clock changes steadily and continuously.

08:21

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Su Cheng felt that the temperature of the air around him seemed to drop a lot, and a layer of goose bumps slowly appeared on his arm under the long sleeve.

"ZiZi...ZiZi"

The image of the lens began to become unstable, and many snowflakes appeared on the screen.

[07:12]

"Ding! It is detected that the conditions are met, and the hidden branch line is opening"

The mechanical sound of the system rang in the ears of the two at the same time, but this time the scene did not change as it did last time, but remained as it was before.

I could only hear a scalp-numbing cracking sound from the bedroom not far away.

Su Cheng could almost imagine how the paper figurine whose stomach was stuffed with human viscera sat up stiffly and slowly got off the bed.

"Chacha."

"Chacha."

There was the sound of footsteps rubbing against the ground, as if they were slowly approaching the door.

Su Cheng unknowingly pointed the camera at the door of the bedroom, and swallowed uncontrollably.

"Squeak"

There was the sound of the cabinet door being opened.

It seems that something has been taken out of the cabinet.

"Bah"

There was a harsh sound, as if some kind of sharp metal object was being dragged and collided with the ground, making a frightening friction sound.

05:45

A little cold sweat oozes from Su Cheng's forehead, he subconsciously takes a step back, his heel hits the wreckage of the sofa on the ground, making a slight sound.

The voice resounded in the dead silence of the room, like a hammer suddenly dropped on someone's ear, making one's scalp numb and his heart constricted.

The system beep sounds again:

[Congratulations to the host for triggering the scene: Memories killing]

[Please the anchor find all the body parts of the children hidden by the male host]

In the next second, a tall figure slowly appeared at the door of the bedroom.

The paper figurine had a stiff smile on his face, his body was stained black and red by blood, and he held a long ax in one hand. The blade of the ax dragged along the ground, making harsh sounds.

He said upside down:

"Honey, our child was dropped, our child was eaten by it, and I can't find him."

It raised up that pale face with a pervasive smile, and stared at Wen Jianyan who was not far away.

The paper figurine dragging the ax slowly approached step by step, and asked in a crazy tone that made people feel chills all over the body:

"Did you hide it? Hand it over now,"

"Open its belly, and we might find our baby."

The corners of the paper figurine's mouth raised strangely:

"Don't you think so? Wife."