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Ping An Asylum
Chapter 151: “You put it on for him, right?”
No. 04 was sitting on the chair; the peculiarities he previously revealed in front of Wen Jianyan had disappeared, and he had regained his elegant and cold, almost polite demeanor.
“Good day.”
He nodded toward the three unexpected guests, his gray, misty eyes shimmering with a dark light under the lamp. A faint, distant smile played on his lips. “What brings you here?”
Black-haired 03 crouched down, picking up a crumpled piece of paper from the floor.
He held a black, blood-stained rabbit plush in one hand and unfolded the paper with the other. The charcoal lines were rough, lacking excessive refinement, yet the strokes were vivid and full of tension. Though only a few lines, they clearly depicted the bending and opening of the human figure as well as the situation of the slender limbs being stretched apart.
His black pupils contracted.
Niel bent down and picked up another sheet of paper from the ground.
He squinted, and the pure innocence of his smile faded for the first time. In his pristine blue eyes, a terrifying expression identical to his brother’s flickered.
“What have you done to my little rabbit?!”
Black-haired 03 looked enraged.
04 examined the three individuals before him, a slightly pleased smile playing on his lips, as if he took joy in their anger. He showed no intention of denial; he just nodded and softly said, “As you can see.”
With a few words, he effortlessly placed himself in the position of the victor, subtly conveying to the onlookers: You’re too late. Your prey has been caught by me first and has become a part of my artwork.
“…”
The moment his words fell, the air in the hall fell into silence.
A strong, almost tangible, and suffocating sense of killing intent instantly spread.
Edward lifted the axe, his robust muscles swelling under the thin fabric. His expression turned sinister, and his sharp, white teeth resembled those of a wild beast.
“Then I’ll chop you into pieces—”
“Wait.”
White-haired Niel suddenly interjected.
Since 04 spoke, he has remained silent throughout.
Niel stared thoughtfully at the 04 in front of him, his gaze slowly scanning through the hall—whether it was the scattered sheets of paper on the floor or the neatly arranged tables and chairs with no signs of disturbance, even the tables filled with exquisite dishes, and…
“Heh.”
Niel suddenly laughed.
His features were delicate, his skin snow-white, and he laughed as if an angel had descended.
Holding the blood-soaked white rabbit in his arms, he took steps forward.
04 stared at him expressionlessly.
He knew that among 01 and 03, this seemingly harmless one would be the most difficult to deal with.
“I guess you haven’t had the chance to do anything, right? Look, whether it’s the scene or the drafts, everything is just too clean. Why would you want us to think you’ve already acted?” Niel’s sharp gaze swept inch by inch over the gray-eyed man in front of him, seemingly seeing through the true face hidden beneath the elegant mask.
The smile on his face intensified.
“Let me guess? Did your prey bite back? Did you let him escape?”
“…”
04 coldly stared at the little madman in front of him.
“So, to prevent us from joining your little game, you made us think that my little rabbit was already dead?”
Niel bent down, picking up another pair of stockings not yet worn from the table. A pair of blue eyes sparkled, and the long, soft, flowing fabric cascaded down his fingers, reflecting an extremely enticing gleam under the light.
“So, the other one is on him?”
The white-haired youth’s eyes sparkled, his lips involuntarily curling up. His expression was like that of a shark catching the scent of fresh blood, revealing a smile full of enthusiasm.
“You put it on him, didn’t you?”
Niel pressed the fabric to his lips, kissing it with ecstasy. While making this gesture, his malicious and provocative gaze remained fixed on the somber-faced No. 04.
“Guess who will be the one to take it off for him?”
***
In the “Integrity First” live broadcast room, the viewers were also shocked by the sudden turn of events.
[?!]
[What’s going on?]
[What happened down there?]
[Hahaha, I just came over from the next room. Seeing everyone so shocked, I felt relieved!]
[??!!]
[In short, N0. 01 and 03 have been brought in!!!]
[??? Wow, so how many high-risk patients are packed into this mental world now?]
[If No. 03 counts as two… then it’s four?]
[Oh God… what is this, a bizarre team-building activity at the Ping An Asylum?!!!]
Wen Jianyan jumped up from the iron bed.
He quickly rushed to the door, gently pushed it open with his fingertips, and cautiously looked out into the corridor. The corridor was pitch black, with only a faint light seeping in from the stairs.
It was challenging to discern what was happening outside, but…
Wen Jianyan felt an ominous premonition in his heart.
In the darkness, he lowered his gaze in contemplation for a while, then opened the live broadcast interface.
The moment he opened the barrage, a prompt immediately sounded in the live broadcast room.
“Integrity First” viewers were instantly excited:
[Aaaaah, the anchor opened the barrage!]
[How long has it been! How long! Waaah, finally opened the barrage; I’m so excited!]
[Aaaaah, baby, look here! (50 reward points)]
Wen Jianyan habitually ignored the overly enthusiastic greetings in the barrage. He lowered his voice, and his light-colored eyes shimmered with a keen glint in the darkness.
“Let me guess, is it that other high-risk patients have appeared?”
[!!!]
[!!! Wow, the anchor is amazing; each guess is spot on!]
[Hahaha, it’s mainly because this is the only possibility that could create such a chaotic scene!]
Wen Jianyan lowered his eyes and quickly scanned through the barrage.
All topics related to 01 and 03 were not blocked, and there was no apparent emptiness in the barrage. The conversations among viewers were consistent, seamlessly connecting.
In other words, whatever was happening below now, whether it was related to the “script” of the instance, wouldn’t be considered a “spoiler” by the live broadcast system.
That is to say, the strangeness displayed by 01, 03, and 04 is unrelated to the original instance plot.
Connecting this with the conclusions he had drawn earlier…
Wen Jianyan blinked thoughtfully.
Being a high-risk patient, but with changes in deep logic and desire subjects?
It was almost as if he had been replaced…
Just then, a few barrage comments suddenly caught his attention, pulling him back from his contemplation.
[Oh right! The live broadcast room has been upgraded to level B. Don’t forget to manually activate the new features, Anchor!]
[Yes, yes! For level B and above, new features need to be manually opened! The moment I saw the reward interface only had the initial reward amount, I knew that the anchor must have forgotten to activate it!]
[Hurry up!]
Wen Jianyan was momentarily surprised and instinctively opened the backstage. Sure enough, there was a red dot waiting for him, indicating that a new feature needed to be activated.
It’s evident that this feature has been displayed since the instance began.
However, since entering the instance, Wen Jianyan has been constantly busy, and only now did he have a chance to open the live broadcast interface.
Wen Jianyan quickly glanced through the feature updates above in two seconds.
Similar to the announcement made when reaching level B before, it first opened more reward levels. Besides the initial 50 points and 100 points, it also opened reward tiers of 150 and 200 points. Additionally, it allowed the display of the reward leaderboard within the live broadcast room. Although viewers couldn’t customize reward points for now, they could purchase higher-value gifts within the live broadcast room, making the recommended slots for the host more prominent.
Apart from this, there was a new addition: viewer bounty tasks.
Different from the tasks within the instance, bounty tasks posted by viewers were in a light red font. The host could choose to accept or decline them. Completing a bounty task would reward the host with bounty points (not included in the clearance points but could be used to purchase items or exchange for survival time).
These bounties posted by viewers varied in difficulty and could be related to the main storyline or simply cater to personal preferences. Due to the ban on spoilers in the live broadcast room, some kind viewers would post bounty tasks as hints when the host was stuck, while malicious viewers might post similar hint-like tasks to lead the host into peril, seeking excitement.
After Wen Jianyan activated the new feature, within almost the blink of an eye, several bounty tasks from viewers appeared in the floating task list.
He quickly scanned through them.
“…”
[Dress] [Stockings] [Take off]
Wen Jianyan stared expressionlessly at the task containing these keywords, then decisively clicked on “Reject.”
He closed the task interface and fell into contemplation in the darkness.
Although there were now three high-risk patients downstairs, one of them with a dual personality, it didn’t necessarily mean he had no chance of escaping unscathed.
More accurately, it increased his chances of escape.
As long as he took advantage of the freaks fighting among themselves and activated the invisibility prop…
Wen Jianyan’s eyes flashed subtly, and he subconsciously touched the drawing tool he found in the room. Suddenly, something hard pricked him.
He was startled and lowered his head in the dim light of the corridor to examine the end of the drawing tool. There, something rough seemed to be engraved…
In the dim light of the corridor, Wen Jianyan carefully looked.
It turned out to be…
A small, ouroboros mark.
Wen Jianyan froze.
Wait… ouroboros?!
In that instant, the item obtained in the previous instance, whose usage he hadn’t yet discovered, leaped into his mind, causing his breath to suddenly quicken.
What’s the connection between these two?
What links Ping An Asylum and Fantasy Amusement Park? Would those deep red pupils that cracked open in the air also appear in this instance?
And…
Is the opportunity to eliminate that guy also hidden in this instance?
Wen Jianyan subconsciously pursed his lips, the calmness in his eyes tinged with a hint of excitement.
It felt like…
He was gradually touching on something very crucial.
At that moment, familiar footsteps echoed from outside the door, pulling Wen Jianyan out of his contemplation.
He stiffened up and instinctively held on to his breath.
Through the door, he could hear the sweet, affectionate voice of the youth from a distance—
“My little bunny, where are you hiding?”
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