Welcome to Nightmare Live

“Hello, novice anchor, congratulations on starting your first live broadcast.”

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded. The voice was mechanical and calm, and it was particularly abrupt in the empty dormitory.

“I will tell you the rules now.”

“This is an ordinary time-limited copy with a duration of 10 hours. The current time in the dungeon is 7:00 p.m., that is, you need to survive until 5:00 a.m. tomorrow to clear the level.”

Wen Jianyan: “…..”

He looked down at his ID card and fell into a moment of silence.

Oh boy!

10 hours and 20 minutes, the gap…isn’t it a bit too big?

“The card in your hand is an ID card, and the content of the ID card will be unlocked with the progress of the plot.”

“The basic survival time has been issued to you, and more time can be redeemed through points.”

He just continued to listen to the voice broadcast in an emotionless tone:

“The rules for the anchor to earn points:
1. Real-time settlement will be made according to the number of viewers in the live broadcast room. (The next point settlement is: two hours later.)
2. Complete the live broadcast task.
3. Audience rewards.”

“More ways to earn points will be unlocked as you explore. “

After explaining the rules, the voice suddenly became full of passion:

“The audience is God, and the popularity is everything! Please fight for your live room! “

“…..”

Fight you big-headed ghost!

The dormitory returned to silence.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and calm himself down.

Although this voice relieved his nervousness a little, he could still clearly hear his rapid and irregular heartbeat. Although the frequency of his breathing was stable, his lungs were still screaming for more oxygen.

He subconsciously clenched his fingers.

The sharp, hard edges of the ID card have a distinct sting.

Wen Jianyan was able to clearly realize that his life was hanging by a thread, so he repeated the time limit in his mind —Twenty minutes.

He is a very greedy person. Especially when it comes to “living”.

According to the rules, Wen Jianyan must obtain enough points within twenty minutes to stay alive.

This method of settlement based on the number of people in the live broadcast room is unreliable, after all, he can’t live to the first settlement point.

Then there are the remaining two options…

Obviously, the audience in the live broadcast room is also clear about this.

The barrage became significantly active:

“Oh, the anchor wants a reward, right? Show some sincerity if you want it.”

“Kowtow to the audience first, maybe I’m in a good mood and give you a few dozen or hundreds of points.”

“By the way, this novice anchor is very good looking…”

As the lines of text drifted by, the unconcealed malice and joy were revealed from it. As if watching and waiting for a commodity to sell at a high price, excitedly speculating and looking forward to how to chew him from the bone and swallow it.

They have seen a lot of this kind of little anchor who is on the verge of life and death.

The time limit for survival that the streamers watched helplessly approached, like the noose around their necks tightening little by little, their eyes constricted and trembling, their faces twisted under intense despair and fear.

In this case, as long as there is a chance to survive, they will seize it regardless.

No matter how terrifyingly over-the-top demands the audience makes, there is no limit to their satisfaction.

Kneeling, kowtow, self-mutilation, crying, begging for mercy. The snot and tears were flowing, ugly and pitiful.

Wen Jianyan lowered his eyelashes, and a small shadow fell on his fair face, adding a bit of vulnerability to his upright appearance.

There was no superfluous expression on his face. His lips were lightly pursed, and after a few quick glances up and down on the live broadcast interface — he precisely clicked the “Hide” button above.

“…..”

There was a momentary stagnation in the barrage in the live broadcast room.

In the dead silence, a comment slowly floated past:

“Wait, did I see it right? Is this the anchor hiding his own barrage interface?”

In fact, most anchors who are in the process of clearing the level will hide the barrage interface. However, if the anchor is in trouble, or a life and death situation, they will often open the barrage.

After all…

Although the audience in the live broadcast room can’t spoil the plot in the comments, they can reward points to initiate tasks and point the way for their favourite anchors.

Even if it is just on a whim, it is a gift for the anchor.

The audience is God, and the popularity is everything.

This kind of new anchor who is about to die in ten minutes, actually turned off the barrage interface under such circumstances?

Is something wrong with his brain? Or, does this anchor actually think that in this case, arrogance and pride will still be valuable?

Really, laugh out loud.

Although the anchor could not see it, the number of people in the live broadcast room had once again climbed slightly.

Now, there are more than 80 viewers in the live broadcast room, all of them in schadenfreude waiting to see a good show.

After hiding the live broadcast interface, Wen Jianyan took a deep breath slowly. The moist air mixed with dust and a musty smell poured into his nostrils.

To be honest, after watching the remarks in the live broadcast room, Wen Jianyan actually…didn’t feel anything.

After all, the way he makes a living is to say that he is a fraudster. But he is actually a professional liar targeting high-end customers. What dignity, pride, morality, and conduct; they are completely worthless to him.

As long as he can live, there is nothing he isn’t willing to do. However, in the rules just now, Wen Jianyan captured a keyword precisely and clearly.

Time.

The way to clear the level is the survival time, the points are also used to exchange the survival time, and the initial allocation is also the survival time.

Time, time, time.

It can be said that time is the only and absolute measure in this copy. At the same time, it is also the most urgent thing he needs right now.

——Spending these precious twenty minutes just to wag their tails and beg to the dozens of viewers, praying for the possibility of a charity… It was simply the most uneconomical transaction he could think of.

What’s more, Wen Jianyan was all too familiar with what kind of reaction a human’s nature would evoke in such a situation.

He knows and so does the audience.

This group of old foodies is probably already tired of watching this kind of drama, and it is even more impossible to spend a lot of money just because of this. After all, according to those remarks just now, they don’t seem to be that kind of existence.

And things that are delivered to your door in vain are the most worthless.

As a fraudster, Wen Jianyan understands well.

Well, now there is one last option left.

Wen Jianyan’s gaze moved down and landed on the taskbar in front of him.

For the time being, only one live broadcast mission has been refreshed:
【Novice streamer please explore the copy and unlock the ID card]】
【Completion rate: 0%】

Wen Jianyan looked around the room.

Generally speaking, if you want to know your current status, searching in the dormitory is the easiest and most direct way.

But…

Wen Jianyan looked down at his ID card. There were only 17 minutes left in the countdown, and it was rapidly decreasing by the minute.

He has so little time.

If that’s the case, then the only option is to take risks. If you don’t succeed, you will become benevolent! How to catch big fish with zero risk!

Wen Jianyan gritted his teeth, put the ID card in his pocket, and strode out.

The corridor was empty.

The old-fashioned ceiling lamps hung crookedly on the ceiling. The dim, pale light swayed slightly, dividing the corridor into several half-lit and half-obscured areas.

It was quite disturbing.

Under one of the lamps, a rust-dappled half-map affixed to the wall could be seen faintly.

Wen Jianyan stepped forward quickly and stood still in front of the map. It was covered with dark and greasy handprints, and most of the patterns have been peeled off. But some vague handwriting can still be barely discerned.

He glanced up and down extremely quickly, then turned his head and trotted in a certain direction.

In the barrage area of the blocked live broadcast room:

[???]

[What is the anchor doing?]

[Neither asking for a reward nor going through the dormitory, I’m afraid that something is wrong with his brain?]

[Never mind, there are fifteen minutes left, hurry up, I can’t wait!]

Although it’s only a few seconds, Wen Jianyan had already firmly memorised the map in his heart.

He ran down the corridors with his memory.

The closed bedroom doors flew past him one by one, and the windows were all pitch-black, like empty eye sockets.

A pale, smiling face slowly emerged from a window. His eyes rolled and landed on the young man who was running past, and the corners of his mouth curved even more—

“!!!”

Wen Jianyan abruptly stopped his pace, and almost tripped himself because of the sudden movement.

His heart was beating wildly. He turned his head in horror towards the window he just passed by.

“…..”

Ahahahahaha!!!

There was nothing in the window except the flickering lights.

Through the shallow layer of grey, Wen Jianyan could vaguely see the outline of his face.

He doesn’t know if it’s an illusion…this time, this face is much closer than last time. It was as if he was approaching him little by little.

Wen Jianyan felt goosebumps crawling onto his arm.

[Hahahaha, it seems that the time of death is getting closer and closer.]

[However, what happened to this anchor? Seeing this situation, his face didn’t even change, and he continued to run forward…]

[The anchors who were in this copy before, there was not a single one who didn’t scream when they saw the ghost so close.]

[Is he really not scared at all? Impossible, right?]

Wen Jianyan rushed downstairs at the fastest speed.

Although the first floor was a hall, it still looked crooked and cramped, and the walls and floor were all greasy and shrouded in a dark shadow. Through the grey window, you can vaguely see the boundless darkness outside.

The door was closed, but not locked.

The pace of the youth did not slow down.

[I thought it would be a potential new anchor, and I secretly looked forward to it…]

[Did your first reaction was to run? It’s boring.]

[What’s the suspense, let’s go.]

The number of online users in the room dropped rapidly from more than 80.