CH 57
Chapter 57: “Mr. Mirror”
Wen Jianyan spoke smoothly, with little ups and downs throughout the whole process. His speed of speech wasn’t fast.
However, Su Cheng was still dizzy from the excessive amount of information in this passage, almost unable to keep up with the other party’s train of thought.
Although he didn’t fully understand what the other party said, he was infected by a certain emotion contained in Wen Jianyan’s words, and couldn’t help but feel chills all over his body, and the fine hair on his body stood on end.
“Wait, what do you mean?”
Su Cheng felt his temples swollen and hurt, and his mind became a mess. He stammered and asked:
“What third altar?”
Wen Jianyan sighed, raised his hand and patted Su Cheng’s shoulder, and said in a relieved tone: “It’s okay, it’s good to be simple-minded.”
Su Cheng: “……”
Hey, your words are really not pleasant to hear.
In the “Integrity First” live broadcast room:
[Ah? Wait a minute? I didn’t understand either! Can someone give me an explanation!]
[He is trying to say that these soul-locking altars need to be refined one by one. A massacre is needed to refine a soul-locking altar. Granny Wen made a mistake when she reached the last one, and she didn’t succeed in refining, so now she is using this group of anchors to refine the third soul-locking altar.]
[Oh God, this NPC is too poisonous. I really thought she was helping the anchors.]
[No wonder no anchor has ever been able to complete the task given by Granny Wen before… This task is impossible to complete!]
[Then wouldn’t this become a dead end? I haven’t seen the Antai Community instance before, can anyone tell me if you have seen it?]
[How could it be a dead end? This is a time-limited instance, not a deciphering one.]
[Yes, I have seen it a few times. There are two options for the anchor here. One is to enter the Bagua mirror to complete the task, and the other is not to enter the Bagua mirror. Those who didn’t enter the Bagua mirror were chased and killed by those monsters. Those who entered it began to compete with each other, just like now.
The survival rate in this instance fluctuates quite a lot. If the competition is not strong, it can reach 50%. If the competition is strong, there may only be a few survivors in the end. But all the anchors can’t be completely wiped out, after all this is just a time-limited instance. After the time limit, the anchors who are still alive will be counted as clearing the level and will leave the instance.]
[So… the third soul-locking altar has never been refined?]
[It should be.]
Wen Jianyan looked at Su Cheng, cleared his throat, and said seriously:
“To put it simply, Granny Wen is not a good thing. She issued a task and distributed so many Bagua mirrors to the anchors. The purpose is to induce us to fight in the mirror world so that she can successfully refine the third soul-locking. Do you understand?”
Su Cheng: “…Understood.”
He couldn’t help looking at the Bagua mirror in Wen Jianyan’s hand, and asked hesitantly:
“Then this mirror…?”
Wen Jianyan lowered his head and glanced lightly at the Bagua mirror in his hand, and replied: “It’s just a passage, a door that allows outsiders to enter the soul-locking altar. These Bagua mirrors are not hidden items. The real hidden item is the soul-locking altar connected by them. There can be many doors, but there is only one altar.”
Su Cheng was taken aback, showing a dazed expression.
I see……
No wonder there were so many mirrors judged as hidden items in the inner world. It was precisely because none of them was a hidden item, so there were so many mirrors.
Wen Jianyan put the Bagua mirror back into his pocket and raised his eyes to look at the other party: “Have you finished asking the questions?”
“Well, almost.”
Su Cheng took a deep breath and raised his hand to wipe his face vigorously.
He really didn’t expect…
This Granny Wen who rescued them from being chased and intercepted by monsters, gave them props, and issued tasks, actually had such a vicious heart!
This old woman was really too evil. Even now, recalling the other party’s eyes covered with white clouds, he couldn’t help but feel a faint chill on the back of his spine.
Su Cheng looked up at Wen Jianyan: “Then what shall we do next?”
Wen Jianyan took his mobile phone from Su Cheng, turned on the screen, and glanced down at the current time: “There are less than four hours left to finish the instance.”
He narrowed his eyes slightly and gently rubbed the edge of the phone with his fingertips: “Of course, according to the original plan, it’s a good choice to continue to wait until the end of the instance, but…”
Su Cheng couldn’t help but pick up the conversation: “But…?”
Wen Jianyan raised his eyelashes, and his light-colored pupils were illuminated by the screen of the mobile phone, showing a soft and transparent texture. He raised the corners of his lips and showed a bright smile:
“I hate being lied to.”
Su Cheng: “……”
Dog liar, don’t you feel embarrassed saying this?
The young man blinked, with a rare childish look in his eyes: “Do you think I’m the kind of person who is obediently deceived?”
Su Cheng was silent for a while: “…No.”
I think you’re the kind of person who will turn around and cheat the last pair of pants from the other side.
The smile on Wen Jianyan’s lips widened: “Look, we have reached a consensus now.”
Su Cheng: ? ?
He froze for a moment: “Ah? What consensus?”
Wen Jianyan stretched out his arms naturally, the two brothers hooked each other’s shoulders nicely, and he announced with a smile: “Of course, it’s a consensus to pit back.”
“……”
Su Cheng slowly closed his eyes.
He knew that this guy would not stop until he offended everyone—whether it was the anchors, guilds, or the NPCs in the instance.
Forget it, he got used to it.
***
Even in this instance, 1316 could be regarded as an exceptionally scary room.
Its door was tightly closed, and there were several large locks outside that were firmly connected with gleaming iron chains. The peeling and faded door panel was pasted with red-and-yellow paper talismans, which looked very special under the dim reddish light. The door looked particularly dull, full of unspeakable evil spirits.
Su Cheng stared fixedly at residence 1316 not far away. He couldn’t help swallowing his saliva, and said slowly:
“That… Can you say that again? Why are we here?”
Wen Jianyan had already stepped forward at this moment. He bent down to look at the thick chain that locked the door; his slightly arched back looked extraordinarily thin.
He said without looking back:
“Didn’t I say that? In the inner world, there were seven soul-locking altars sealed here.”
“I know this.”
Su Cheng’s eyes were glued to the paper talismans pasted on the door, and his voice trembled slightly: “But, shouldn’t this tell us not to come near here?”
Wen Jianyan turned his head and glanced at him: “Believe me, in this entire instance, the person who doesn’t want to enter this room the most is me.”
The thing Su Cheng didn’t know was that not only the thing inside was related to “God the Father”, but Wen Jianyan had also insulted it in various ways. In short, this conflict was almost a sure thing.
However, there was still a big difference between the outer world and the inner world, and it was not that he had no chance of winning.
In addition, he asked Su Cheng to wait at a distance. If something went wrong, he could use the prop he used in the first instance to pull him out of the room.
Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, magically took out a thin iron wire from his pocket, and skillfully stirred it in the keyhole of the iron chain. Soon, with a soft “click”, the iron chain was instantly loosened.
Wen Jianyan caught the iron chain with quick eyes and hands, and his upper body was bent slightly involuntarily so as not to let it fall directly to the ground with a clang.
He followed the same pattern and opened the door of 1316 as well.
“Squeak—”
There was only a soft sound, and the door covered with paper talismans slowly slid open.
Darkness, thick and inextricable darkness.
From the depths of the room came a rotting corpse-like stench mixed with traces of bloody smell, making him almost sick.
Wen Jianyan collected himself, turned on the flashlight of the mobile phone, and illuminated the room.
The weak light source of the flashlight barely penetrated the darkness, shaking in the room——
Unexpectedly, there was nothing in the entire room.
It was empty and wasn’t even furnished
The wallpaper had been peeled off. Even if large pieces of wall covering were taken away, it still looked mottled, and the original flooring had also been pried away, leaving only bare cement chunks.
However, the strong rancid smell became more intense, and Wen Jianyan could hardly open his eyes because of it.
At this moment, a familiar mechanical voice sounded in his ears:
【It has been detected that the conditions are met, do you want to spend points to activate the item “Mr. Mirror”?】
Wen Jianyan was taken aback.
This kind of thing had never happened before!
He opened the backpack with doubts, only to see that the “Mr. Mirror” he got in the first instance jumped to the first grid of the backpack at some point, and a small red dot appeared in the upper right corner.
“What’s wrong?”
Su Cheng’s terrified voice came from not far away: “What did you find?”
“Nothing……”
Wen Jianyan frowned and replied: “The system sent a prompt that the prop I got in the last instance can be activated.”
“What’s the use after activation?” Su Cheng asked.
“I have no idea.”
Su Cheng was stunned: “Then… how many points do you need to activate it?”
Wen Jianyan shrugged: “I don’t know.”
“Why don’t you try?” Su Cheng suggested.
Wen Jianyan fell into deep thought.
He had been tricked by the mechanism of this Nightmare live broadcast room too many times before, especially in the first instance. The points he just saved were used to upgrade that apple seedling in the blink of an eye. More importantly, this mirror fragment was closely related to that weird man. What if something unexpected happened after activation?
Like…waking that guy up again or something?
However, every prop was basically useful, especially after reaching the legendary level. Wen Jianyan was even more curious about what it was used for.
But now that it has come to this point…
Forget it, let’s just try it!
Wen Jianyan gritted his teeth and activated the prop.
【20000 points will be deducted from your account.】
Twenty thousand was not bad.
In the next second, a fragment of a mirror reflecting faint light slowly appeared in Wen Jianyan’s palm.
He has to say……
After staying in this instance “Antai Community” for so long, Wen Jianyan felt a little afraid when he saw the mirror. Although he knew it was his prop, he was still very afraid that something strange would appear in the mirror or that he would be suddenly dragged in or something.
But……
How could this be used?
Wen Jianyan poked the surface of the mirror with some doubts.
Suddenly, a strong attraction came, pulling him into the depths of the mirror!
Wen Jianyan’s eyes widened suddenly, and he could hardly suppress the swear words in his mouth.
F*ck!
No! It really happened!!!!
“……”
Wen Jianyan felt a little crushed.
One shouldn’t say things that should never be said!!!
The author has something to say:
This incident tells us, don’t set up a flag.
Wen Jianyan: Thanks for the invitation. The grass on my grave is three meters high (.
Wen Jianyan spoke smoothly, with little ups and downs throughout the whole process. His speed of speech wasn’t fast.
However, Su Cheng was still dizzy from the excessive amount of information in this passage, almost unable to keep up with the other party’s train of thought.
Although he didn’t fully understand what the other party said, he was infected by a certain emotion contained in Wen Jianyan’s words, and couldn’t help but feel chills all over his body, and the fine hair on his body stood on end.
“Wait, what do you mean?”
Su Cheng felt his temples swollen and hurt, and his mind became a mess. He stammered and asked:
“What third altar?”
Wen Jianyan sighed, raised his hand and patted Su Cheng’s shoulder, and said in a relieved tone: “It’s okay, it’s good to be simple-minded.”
Su Cheng: “……”
Hey, your words are really not pleasant to hear.
In the “Integrity First” live broadcast room:
[Ah? Wait a minute? I didn’t understand either! Can someone give me an explanation!]
[He is trying to say that these soul-locking altars need to be refined one by one. A massacre is needed to refine a soul-locking altar. Granny Wen made a mistake when she reached the last one, and she didn’t succeed in refining, so now she is using this group of anchors to refine the third soul-locking altar.]
[Oh God, this NPC is too poisonous. I really thought she was helping the anchors.]
[No wonder no anchor has ever been able to complete the task given by Granny Wen before… This task is impossible to complete!]
[Then wouldn’t this become a dead end? I haven’t seen the Antai Community instance before, can anyone tell me if you have seen it?]
[How could it be a dead end? This is a time-limited instance, not a deciphering one.]
[Yes, I have seen it a few times. There are two options for the anchor here. One is to enter the Bagua mirror to complete the task, and the other is not to enter the Bagua mirror. Those who didn’t enter the Bagua mirror were chased and killed by those monsters. Those who entered it began to compete with each other, just like now.
The survival rate in this instance fluctuates quite a lot. If the competition is not strong, it can reach 50%. If the competition is strong, there may only be a few survivors in the end. But all the anchors can’t be completely wiped out, after all this is just a time-limited instance. After the time limit, the anchors who are still alive will be counted as clearing the level and will leave the instance.]
[So… the third soul-locking altar has never been refined?]
[It should be.]
Wen Jianyan looked at Su Cheng, cleared his throat, and said seriously:
“To put it simply, Granny Wen is not a good thing. She issued a task and distributed so many Bagua mirrors to the anchors. The purpose is to induce us to fight in the mirror world so that she can successfully refine the third soul-locking. Do you understand?”
Su Cheng: “…Understood.”
He couldn’t help looking at the Bagua mirror in Wen Jianyan’s hand, and asked hesitantly:
“Then this mirror…?”
Wen Jianyan lowered his head and glanced lightly at the Bagua mirror in his hand, and replied: “It’s just a passage, a door that allows outsiders to enter the soul-locking altar. These Bagua mirrors are not hidden items. The real hidden item is the soul-locking altar connected by them. There can be many doors, but there is only one altar.”
Su Cheng was taken aback, showing a dazed expression.
I see……
No wonder there were so many mirrors judged as hidden items in the inner world. It was precisely because none of them was a hidden item, so there were so many mirrors.
Wen Jianyan put the Bagua mirror back into his pocket and raised his eyes to look at the other party: “Have you finished asking the questions?”
“Well, almost.”
Su Cheng took a deep breath and raised his hand to wipe his face vigorously.
He really didn’t expect…
This Granny Wen who rescued them from being chased and intercepted by monsters, gave them props, and issued tasks, actually had such a vicious heart!
This old woman was really too evil. Even now, recalling the other party’s eyes covered with white clouds, he couldn’t help but feel a faint chill on the back of his spine.
Su Cheng looked up at Wen Jianyan: “Then what shall we do next?”
Wen Jianyan took his mobile phone from Su Cheng, turned on the screen, and glanced down at the current time: “There are less than four hours left to finish the instance.”
He narrowed his eyes slightly and gently rubbed the edge of the phone with his fingertips: “Of course, according to the original plan, it’s a good choice to continue to wait until the end of the instance, but…”
Su Cheng couldn’t help but pick up the conversation: “But…?”
Wen Jianyan raised his eyelashes, and his light-colored pupils were illuminated by the screen of the mobile phone, showing a soft and transparent texture. He raised the corners of his lips and showed a bright smile:
“I hate being lied to.”
Su Cheng: “……”
Dog liar, don’t you feel embarrassed saying this?
The young man blinked, with a rare childish look in his eyes: “Do you think I’m the kind of person who is obediently deceived?”
Su Cheng was silent for a while: “…No.”
I think you’re the kind of person who will turn around and cheat the last pair of pants from the other side.
The smile on Wen Jianyan’s lips widened: “Look, we have reached a consensus now.”
Su Cheng: ? ?
He froze for a moment: “Ah? What consensus?”
Wen Jianyan stretched out his arms naturally, the two brothers hooked each other’s shoulders nicely, and he announced with a smile: “Of course, it’s a consensus to pit back.”
“……”
Su Cheng slowly closed his eyes.
He knew that this guy would not stop until he offended everyone—whether it was the anchors, guilds, or the NPCs in the instance.
Forget it, he got used to it.
***
Even in this instance, 1316 could be regarded as an exceptionally scary room.
Its door was tightly closed, and there were several large locks outside that were firmly connected with gleaming iron chains. The peeling and faded door panel was pasted with red-and-yellow paper talismans, which looked very special under the dim reddish light. The door looked particularly dull, full of unspeakable evil spirits.
Su Cheng stared fixedly at residence 1316 not far away. He couldn’t help swallowing his saliva, and said slowly:
“That… Can you say that again? Why are we here?”
Wen Jianyan had already stepped forward at this moment. He bent down to look at the thick chain that locked the door; his slightly arched back looked extraordinarily thin.
He said without looking back:
“Didn’t I say that? In the inner world, there were seven soul-locking altars sealed here.”
“I know this.”
Su Cheng’s eyes were glued to the paper talismans pasted on the door, and his voice trembled slightly: “But, shouldn’t this tell us not to come near here?”
Wen Jianyan turned his head and glanced at him: “Believe me, in this entire instance, the person who doesn’t want to enter this room the most is me.”
The thing Su Cheng didn’t know was that not only the thing inside was related to “God the Father”, but Wen Jianyan had also insulted it in various ways. In short, this conflict was almost a sure thing.
However, there was still a big difference between the outer world and the inner world, and it was not that he had no chance of winning.
In addition, he asked Su Cheng to wait at a distance. If something went wrong, he could use the prop he used in the first instance to pull him out of the room.
Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, magically took out a thin iron wire from his pocket, and skillfully stirred it in the keyhole of the iron chain. Soon, with a soft “click”, the iron chain was instantly loosened.
Wen Jianyan caught the iron chain with quick eyes and hands, and his upper body was bent slightly involuntarily so as not to let it fall directly to the ground with a clang.
He followed the same pattern and opened the door of 1316 as well.
“Squeak—”
There was only a soft sound, and the door covered with paper talismans slowly slid open.
Darkness, thick and inextricable darkness.
From the depths of the room came a rotting corpse-like stench mixed with traces of bloody smell, making him almost sick.
Wen Jianyan collected himself, turned on the flashlight of the mobile phone, and illuminated the room.
The weak light source of the flashlight barely penetrated the darkness, shaking in the room——
Unexpectedly, there was nothing in the entire room.
It was empty and wasn’t even furnished
The wallpaper had been peeled off. Even if large pieces of wall covering were taken away, it still looked mottled, and the original flooring had also been pried away, leaving only bare cement chunks.
However, the strong rancid smell became more intense, and Wen Jianyan could hardly open his eyes because of it.
At this moment, a familiar mechanical voice sounded in his ears:
【It has been detected that the conditions are met, do you want to spend points to activate the item “Mr. Mirror”?】
Wen Jianyan was taken aback.
This kind of thing had never happened before!
He opened the backpack with doubts, only to see that the “Mr. Mirror” he got in the first instance jumped to the first grid of the backpack at some point, and a small red dot appeared in the upper right corner.
“What’s wrong?”
Su Cheng’s terrified voice came from not far away: “What did you find?”
“Nothing……”
Wen Jianyan frowned and replied: “The system sent a prompt that the prop I got in the last instance can be activated.”
“What’s the use after activation?” Su Cheng asked.
“I have no idea.”
Su Cheng was stunned: “Then… how many points do you need to activate it?”
Wen Jianyan shrugged: “I don’t know.”
“Why don’t you try?” Su Cheng suggested.
Wen Jianyan fell into deep thought.
He had been tricked by the mechanism of this Nightmare live broadcast room too many times before, especially in the first instance. The points he just saved were used to upgrade that apple seedling in the blink of an eye. More importantly, this mirror fragment was closely related to that weird man. What if something unexpected happened after activation?
Like…waking that guy up again or something?
However, every prop was basically useful, especially after reaching the legendary level. Wen Jianyan was even more curious about what it was used for.
But now that it has come to this point…
Forget it, let’s just try it!
Wen Jianyan gritted his teeth and activated the prop.
【20000 points will be deducted from your account.】
Twenty thousand was not bad.
In the next second, a fragment of a mirror reflecting faint light slowly appeared in Wen Jianyan’s palm.
He has to say……
After staying in this instance “Antai Community” for so long, Wen Jianyan felt a little afraid when he saw the mirror. Although he knew it was his prop, he was still very afraid that something strange would appear in the mirror or that he would be suddenly dragged in or something.
But……
How could this be used?
Wen Jianyan poked the surface of the mirror with some doubts.
Suddenly, a strong attraction came, pulling him into the depths of the mirror!
Wen Jianyan’s eyes widened suddenly, and he could hardly suppress the swear words in his mouth.
F*ck!
No! It really happened!!!!
“……”
Wen Jianyan felt a little crushed.
One shouldn’t say things that should never be said!!!
The author has something to say:
This incident tells us, don’t set up a flag.
Wen Jianyan: Thanks for the invitation. The grass on my grave is three meters high (.
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