CH 61
Chapter 61: “Hurry up! He’s from Dark Fire!”
The robe of concealment lasted only one minute.
Soon, the figures of the two appeared in the corridor.
Although the danger was still not lifted, the number of concealment robes was limited, and they must save some to avoid more critical situations in the future.
Wen Jianyan recalled the inscriptions engraved on the Bagua mirror in his mind.
After all, no one except him knew that they were actually in the soul-locking altar now, and the lines engraved on the Bagua mirror were the map of the inner world.
In such complex terrain, it was a powerful advantage.
However, there were still too many anchors. As long as one of them realized that they had been cheated and then communicated with other teams, it would be easy for them to form a siege, and it would become difficult for him to escape at that time.
Su Cheng nervously stared at both ends of the corridor; his muscles tensed reflexively, and he concentrated his attention on the noises coming from all directions.
He leaned his body against the wall subconsciously, trying to shrink his sense of existence. It would be best for him to hide in the shadows:
“I… what shall we do next?”
Su Cheng deliberately lowered his voice, his voice trembling slightly under the extreme tension.
Wen Jianyan took the time to turn his head to look at him and said in a steady voice, “Don’t be nervous.”
“……”
Su Cheng was a little devastated.
“This isn’t a situation in which you tell me not to be nervous, and I won’t be nervous!”
They are now literally enemies of the whole instance!
“Of course it is,” Wen Jianyan said hurriedly while looking down at the manuscript he brought from Granny Wen’s room, “Believe me, I’m more flustered than you right now.”
Su Cheng blinked, stared closely at Wen Jianyan at the side, and repeatedly looked up and down the other’s expression and body language, but the young man in front of him looked the same as usual except that his face was paler than before.
He said in disbelief: “Really? I can’t see it at all.”
“……”
Wen Jianyan paused. He stopped flipping through the notes, looked up at Su Cheng, and said very seriously:
“It’s the level of panic that I can directly spit out if you give me a bucket now.”
Su Cheng: “……”
Suddenly, he felt that many scenes he had encountered before had now been explained.
“And I’m actually more easily intimidated than the average person.”
After all, he was a scammer who was extremely sensitive to danger and was particularly afraid of death. He had innately developed an instinct of seeking benefits and avoiding harm. Even in situations where many ordinary people had no response, Wen Jianyan would reflexively tense up.
And with this instinct of oversensitivity to danger, he could use his advantages and expertise extremely well, but it also made it impossible for Wen Jianyan to get used to being frightened.
In other words, he was a cowardly anchor.
And the chances of it improving in the future were slim.
Wen Jianyan lowered his head, continued flipping through the old papers in his hand, and said quickly:
“However, overly involved emotions will interfere with rational judgment. If you are dominated by the instinct of fear of death, you will reflexively flee indiscriminately, ignoring many life-saving doors hidden in the dead end.”
Wen Jianyan folded the tattered pages of notes and stuffed them back into his pocket, then looked up at Su Cheng and concluded very seriously:
“So, the first lesson in becoming a successful fraudster is to control your nervousness.”
Su Cheng nodded subconsciously: “I understand—”
The rest of the words were stuck in his throat, and he suddenly became alert: “Wait? What? I’m not going to learn how to be a liar from you!”
The dense “hahahahahaha” floated in the two’s live broadcast room at the same time.
[D*mn, I seem to have witnessed the expansion of some fraudulent gang!]
[Help… my cute little anchor; how can he be gradually crooked by this dog liar!]
[I’m dying of laughter. I finally know why this dog liar vomits in the dark every time after the crisis is over. This guy is really scared!]
[Wait, but I remember someone saying that he is a senior anchor wearing a vest. And many of his previous replays didn’t look like that of a newcomer, why did the saying change again!]
[But only rookies are so scared, right?]
[Not necessarily, maybe this liar was just pretending to reduce our suspicion and vigilance so that we can’t pick up his vest!]
[That might be the other way around…]
[F*ck, my mind is messed up, I don’t know what’s going in the atmosphere now, anyway, I’m right in the basement.]
Su Cheng watched Wen Jianyan’s movements, and his eyes brightened slightly:
“Have you figured out a solution yet?”
“Almost.”
Wen Jianyan touched his chin.
“Tell me?”
The young man raised his eyes; his amber eyes were shining brightly under the bright red light, and he smiled:
“Since I’m an evil spirit believer now, why not do something that evil spirit believers would do?”
An ominous premonition slowly rose in Su Cheng’s heart: “Wait, you don’t really want to wake up the evil spirit, do you?”
Wen Jianyan showed a toothache expression:
“…Yes, no.”
The other party’s ambiguous answer made Su Cheng look at a loss: “Ah? What do you mean?”
To be honest, if this evil spirit was not an old acquaintance with whom he had formed a huge conflict, awakening the other party was actually an excellent choice.
After all, Wen Jianyan’s current identity was that of an evil spirit believer. With his consistent behavior, he would definitely not hesitate to add fuel to the fire and awaken the evil spirit like a real fanatic, letting the other party fight fiercely with Granny Wen and the followers of the evil bodhisattva and then reap the benefits amidst the situation.
But……
The vague figure he had glimpsed in the depths of the mirror flashed across Wen Jianyan’s mind, and his expression involuntarily distorted for a moment.
He had no doubts that if he really woke up this guy, the one who died first would definitely not be Granny Wen, but himself!
Therefore, he could only find another solution… but he was not sure whether it would be successful.
Wen Jianyan looked at Su Cheng, who was bewildered, and said calmly:
“It’s okay, you’ll know when the time comes.”
Looking at the young man in front of him, who looked extremely calm, as if the victory was in his hands, and was filled with confidence, although Su Cheng still didn’t know what the other party’s “plan” was, he couldn’t help but feel a little blind confidence.
Since this guy said so, he must have a lot of certainty about success!
In the “Integrity First” live broadcast room:
[It can’t be, right? Does this guy really find a bug, or is he just bluffing?]
[Can’t tell……]
[Although I don’t know what the anchor is going to do next, I believe that the thing planned by this dog liar will never be good! (Reward points 100)]
[That’s right! This scoundrel! (Reward points 100)]
[Bad stuff! (Reward points 100)]
[Every time I see you scolding the anchor while giving rewards, it feels funny; wake up, don’t be manipulated by this anchor! (Reward points 100)]
[??? Upstairs, you are also giving rewards!]
[The wife is not bad, but the husband doesn’t love him (rant, dog liar rush! (100 reward points)]
Relying on his familiarity with the map being the highest among all the anchors, Wen Jianyan cleverly avoided the siege and interception of many anchors.
After all, although those anchors should all have received the high-difficulty side task now, they were not completely united, and many anchors were still trying to snatch the soul-locking altars. Under such circumstances, they would certainly not be able to cooperate completely without any grievances.
Under the dark red light, the atmosphere was tense and ready to explode.
In the team of anchors, people’s hearts were fluctuating, and each of them had their own intentions and plans.
An anchor in familiar clothes stumbled forward. He was half bent, covering his bleeding abdomen with one hand, his face was pale and sweaty, and his hair was messy. He gritted his teeth, his voice trembling with pain and anger:
“That..that evil spirit believer attacked our team, and he has accomplices, hurry up!”
“What? Where?” All the anchors couldn’t help feeling tense.
The young man’s feet were weak; he had to hold on to the wall to catch his breath, and he pointed to the back with his bloodstained fingers: “—In that direction! Hurry up…it will be too late!”
In that direction, there was a familiar sound of scuffles, and a sharp voice could be vaguely heard in the chaos: “The believers of the evil god are here!”
“Quick! He’s from Dark Fire!”
“Catch him!”
All the anchors suddenly cheered up.
Great!
The sound of hurried footsteps echoed through the corridor, hurrying in the direction indicated by the other party.
【Fuzzy mask has expired.】
Like thin snow melting in the midday sun, the intense emotion on the young man’s face quickly faded away, leaving only a calm look of ease.
Wen Jianyan straightened up, stretched out his hand covered in black lines that was cleverly hidden in the shadow of the folds of his clothes, and quickly took off the blood-stained coat, rolled it up, and threw it into the corner.
This was what he just picked up from the seriously injured person who was thrown to the corner during the fight between the two teams. The blood on it was still hot, and he could easily divert the opponent’s attention away from his hand with his movements.
“Fuzzy Mask” was actually a prop aimed at ghosts. This item probably had the effect of lessening your sense of existence and lowering your risk of being concentrated by ghosts if you were among a group of anchors.
According to Wen Jianyan’s experiment, this prop was also effective for the anchor.
Especially in such a fast-paced melee, it was simply an excellent companion to fish in troubled waters, disrupt the battle situation, and divert attention.
Su Cheng ran out of the corridor in the other direction.
He was sweating profusely, with a nervous and flustered expression, and he was still holding the phone tightly in his hand.
Just now, under Wen Jianyan’s guidance, he used a prop to expand the sound recording on the phone, led the anchors to the direction of the other team, activated the last concealment robe, and then took a shortcut to come back.
Wen Jianyan was not stingy with his praise: “Good job!”
In the “Integrity First” live broadcast room:
[D*mn, I’m stupid.]
[Hahahahahahaha Dark Fire: bad luck!]
[I’m dying of laughter, why does this anchor use Dark Fire as a scapegoat every day?]
[Hahahahahahaha Dark Fire, from which no anchor had entered in the instance, but somehow got demonized: nmd*]
[*T/N: nmd: a curse word, which corresponds to “ni ma de,” literally “your mother!” in Chinese.
[Hahahahahahahaha I just came back from the live broadcast room next door. They all thought this instance was the base of a faction. Dark Fire came in with a whole team, and all of them are believers of evil spirits!]
[F*ck! I’m laughing to death!]
The author has something to say:
Pass it on; half of the people in the instance are evil spirit believers from Dark Fire!
The robe of concealment lasted only one minute.
Soon, the figures of the two appeared in the corridor.
Although the danger was still not lifted, the number of concealment robes was limited, and they must save some to avoid more critical situations in the future.
Wen Jianyan recalled the inscriptions engraved on the Bagua mirror in his mind.
After all, no one except him knew that they were actually in the soul-locking altar now, and the lines engraved on the Bagua mirror were the map of the inner world.
In such complex terrain, it was a powerful advantage.
However, there were still too many anchors. As long as one of them realized that they had been cheated and then communicated with other teams, it would be easy for them to form a siege, and it would become difficult for him to escape at that time.
Su Cheng nervously stared at both ends of the corridor; his muscles tensed reflexively, and he concentrated his attention on the noises coming from all directions.
He leaned his body against the wall subconsciously, trying to shrink his sense of existence. It would be best for him to hide in the shadows:
“I… what shall we do next?”
Su Cheng deliberately lowered his voice, his voice trembling slightly under the extreme tension.
Wen Jianyan took the time to turn his head to look at him and said in a steady voice, “Don’t be nervous.”
“……”
Su Cheng was a little devastated.
“This isn’t a situation in which you tell me not to be nervous, and I won’t be nervous!”
They are now literally enemies of the whole instance!
“Of course it is,” Wen Jianyan said hurriedly while looking down at the manuscript he brought from Granny Wen’s room, “Believe me, I’m more flustered than you right now.”
Su Cheng blinked, stared closely at Wen Jianyan at the side, and repeatedly looked up and down the other’s expression and body language, but the young man in front of him looked the same as usual except that his face was paler than before.
He said in disbelief: “Really? I can’t see it at all.”
“……”
Wen Jianyan paused. He stopped flipping through the notes, looked up at Su Cheng, and said very seriously:
“It’s the level of panic that I can directly spit out if you give me a bucket now.”
Su Cheng: “……”
Suddenly, he felt that many scenes he had encountered before had now been explained.
“And I’m actually more easily intimidated than the average person.”
After all, he was a scammer who was extremely sensitive to danger and was particularly afraid of death. He had innately developed an instinct of seeking benefits and avoiding harm. Even in situations where many ordinary people had no response, Wen Jianyan would reflexively tense up.
And with this instinct of oversensitivity to danger, he could use his advantages and expertise extremely well, but it also made it impossible for Wen Jianyan to get used to being frightened.
In other words, he was a cowardly anchor.
And the chances of it improving in the future were slim.
Wen Jianyan lowered his head, continued flipping through the old papers in his hand, and said quickly:
“However, overly involved emotions will interfere with rational judgment. If you are dominated by the instinct of fear of death, you will reflexively flee indiscriminately, ignoring many life-saving doors hidden in the dead end.”
Wen Jianyan folded the tattered pages of notes and stuffed them back into his pocket, then looked up at Su Cheng and concluded very seriously:
“So, the first lesson in becoming a successful fraudster is to control your nervousness.”
Su Cheng nodded subconsciously: “I understand—”
The rest of the words were stuck in his throat, and he suddenly became alert: “Wait? What? I’m not going to learn how to be a liar from you!”
The dense “hahahahahaha” floated in the two’s live broadcast room at the same time.
[D*mn, I seem to have witnessed the expansion of some fraudulent gang!]
[Help… my cute little anchor; how can he be gradually crooked by this dog liar!]
[I’m dying of laughter. I finally know why this dog liar vomits in the dark every time after the crisis is over. This guy is really scared!]
[Wait, but I remember someone saying that he is a senior anchor wearing a vest. And many of his previous replays didn’t look like that of a newcomer, why did the saying change again!]
[But only rookies are so scared, right?]
[Not necessarily, maybe this liar was just pretending to reduce our suspicion and vigilance so that we can’t pick up his vest!]
[That might be the other way around…]
[F*ck, my mind is messed up, I don’t know what’s going in the atmosphere now, anyway, I’m right in the basement.]
Su Cheng watched Wen Jianyan’s movements, and his eyes brightened slightly:
“Have you figured out a solution yet?”
“Almost.”
Wen Jianyan touched his chin.
“Tell me?”
The young man raised his eyes; his amber eyes were shining brightly under the bright red light, and he smiled:
“Since I’m an evil spirit believer now, why not do something that evil spirit believers would do?”
An ominous premonition slowly rose in Su Cheng’s heart: “Wait, you don’t really want to wake up the evil spirit, do you?”
Wen Jianyan showed a toothache expression:
“…Yes, no.”
The other party’s ambiguous answer made Su Cheng look at a loss: “Ah? What do you mean?”
To be honest, if this evil spirit was not an old acquaintance with whom he had formed a huge conflict, awakening the other party was actually an excellent choice.
After all, Wen Jianyan’s current identity was that of an evil spirit believer. With his consistent behavior, he would definitely not hesitate to add fuel to the fire and awaken the evil spirit like a real fanatic, letting the other party fight fiercely with Granny Wen and the followers of the evil bodhisattva and then reap the benefits amidst the situation.
But……
The vague figure he had glimpsed in the depths of the mirror flashed across Wen Jianyan’s mind, and his expression involuntarily distorted for a moment.
He had no doubts that if he really woke up this guy, the one who died first would definitely not be Granny Wen, but himself!
Therefore, he could only find another solution… but he was not sure whether it would be successful.
Wen Jianyan looked at Su Cheng, who was bewildered, and said calmly:
“It’s okay, you’ll know when the time comes.”
Looking at the young man in front of him, who looked extremely calm, as if the victory was in his hands, and was filled with confidence, although Su Cheng still didn’t know what the other party’s “plan” was, he couldn’t help but feel a little blind confidence.
Since this guy said so, he must have a lot of certainty about success!
In the “Integrity First” live broadcast room:
[It can’t be, right? Does this guy really find a bug, or is he just bluffing?]
[Can’t tell……]
[Although I don’t know what the anchor is going to do next, I believe that the thing planned by this dog liar will never be good! (Reward points 100)]
[That’s right! This scoundrel! (Reward points 100)]
[Bad stuff! (Reward points 100)]
[Every time I see you scolding the anchor while giving rewards, it feels funny; wake up, don’t be manipulated by this anchor! (Reward points 100)]
[??? Upstairs, you are also giving rewards!]
[The wife is not bad, but the husband doesn’t love him (rant, dog liar rush! (100 reward points)]
Relying on his familiarity with the map being the highest among all the anchors, Wen Jianyan cleverly avoided the siege and interception of many anchors.
After all, although those anchors should all have received the high-difficulty side task now, they were not completely united, and many anchors were still trying to snatch the soul-locking altars. Under such circumstances, they would certainly not be able to cooperate completely without any grievances.
Under the dark red light, the atmosphere was tense and ready to explode.
In the team of anchors, people’s hearts were fluctuating, and each of them had their own intentions and plans.
An anchor in familiar clothes stumbled forward. He was half bent, covering his bleeding abdomen with one hand, his face was pale and sweaty, and his hair was messy. He gritted his teeth, his voice trembling with pain and anger:
“That..that evil spirit believer attacked our team, and he has accomplices, hurry up!”
“What? Where?” All the anchors couldn’t help feeling tense.
The young man’s feet were weak; he had to hold on to the wall to catch his breath, and he pointed to the back with his bloodstained fingers: “—In that direction! Hurry up…it will be too late!”
In that direction, there was a familiar sound of scuffles, and a sharp voice could be vaguely heard in the chaos: “The believers of the evil god are here!”
“Quick! He’s from Dark Fire!”
“Catch him!”
All the anchors suddenly cheered up.
Great!
The sound of hurried footsteps echoed through the corridor, hurrying in the direction indicated by the other party.
【Fuzzy mask has expired.】
Like thin snow melting in the midday sun, the intense emotion on the young man’s face quickly faded away, leaving only a calm look of ease.
Wen Jianyan straightened up, stretched out his hand covered in black lines that was cleverly hidden in the shadow of the folds of his clothes, and quickly took off the blood-stained coat, rolled it up, and threw it into the corner.
This was what he just picked up from the seriously injured person who was thrown to the corner during the fight between the two teams. The blood on it was still hot, and he could easily divert the opponent’s attention away from his hand with his movements.
“Fuzzy Mask” was actually a prop aimed at ghosts. This item probably had the effect of lessening your sense of existence and lowering your risk of being concentrated by ghosts if you were among a group of anchors.
According to Wen Jianyan’s experiment, this prop was also effective for the anchor.
Especially in such a fast-paced melee, it was simply an excellent companion to fish in troubled waters, disrupt the battle situation, and divert attention.
Su Cheng ran out of the corridor in the other direction.
He was sweating profusely, with a nervous and flustered expression, and he was still holding the phone tightly in his hand.
Just now, under Wen Jianyan’s guidance, he used a prop to expand the sound recording on the phone, led the anchors to the direction of the other team, activated the last concealment robe, and then took a shortcut to come back.
Wen Jianyan was not stingy with his praise: “Good job!”
In the “Integrity First” live broadcast room:
[D*mn, I’m stupid.]
[Hahahahahahaha Dark Fire: bad luck!]
[I’m dying of laughter, why does this anchor use Dark Fire as a scapegoat every day?]
[Hahahahahahaha Dark Fire, from which no anchor had entered in the instance, but somehow got demonized: nmd*]
[*T/N: nmd: a curse word, which corresponds to “ni ma de,” literally “your mother!” in Chinese.
[Hahahahahahahaha I just came back from the live broadcast room next door. They all thought this instance was the base of a faction. Dark Fire came in with a whole team, and all of them are believers of evil spirits!]
[F*ck! I’m laughing to death!]
The author has something to say:
Pass it on; half of the people in the instance are evil spirit believers from Dark Fire!
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