WTNL Chapter 3.1

Decai Middle School
Chapter 3.1: People, they’re all voyeuristic.

After revising the list, the old witch closed the crumpled booklet and threw it to Wen Jianyan:

“Okay, send it. But you have to make a copy for me to keep.”

The young man hurriedly took the roster, helped the slightly crooked legs of the glasses, and replied embarrassedly:

“Um, I’m sorry to bother you.”

“Trainee teacher… Hmph.”

The old witch narrowed her eyes. Behind the greasy lenses, her dark eyes reflected a gloomy light, then she ordered arrogantly:

“It’s about time to count the number of students. You’re just in time. Come back after you send the roster, I’m very short of manpower here.”

“F*ck, every time a bunch of shits comes to me, a bunch of shameless things…”

The woman spat and scolded sloppily as she turned around and walked out, her tall and bloated back disappearing outside the door.

“Bang!”
　　
The door to the duty room was slammed rudely.

Across the door, Wen Jianyan heard the strange humming sound again, accompanied by the woman’s heavy footsteps. The humming gradually faded away and was finally engulfed by the darkness.

It was only a few minutes, but for him, it was as long as a century.

Finally, there was only a dead silence in the ears.

“…..”

Almost immediately, the youthful and shy smile on the young man’s face disappeared like thin snow under the strong sunlight, and only an expressionless silence remained that didn’t reveal any emotion.

The barrage was also silent for a few seconds.

[….?]
　　
[The anchor’s expression always seems like he was planning something…]

[Speaking of which, he seemed very familiar with the process from the very beginning. Is he some big shot using an alternative account? After all, anchors can use points to change the outer appearance.]

[And if I remember correctly, this anchor had drawn the initial survival time of hell difficulty in the first level. How can ordinary people have such bad luck? Is it a limitation imposed by the system?]

[Yes, yes, I feel the same. The possibility of being an alternative account is very high.]

[However, I have followed the vast majority of S-rank anchors and big guilds, but this live broadcast style… feels a little out of place?]

At this moment, the anchor who had been motionless just now suddenly stood up.

“!!”

The audience watching the live broadcast seemed to be surprised.
　　
They subconsciously held their breath and stared at the young man on the screen. Half surprised and half excitedly looking forward to his next move—

“Yuck——”
　　
Wen Jianyan rushed to the desk with a single step, leaned over to the trash can, and started retching.

His slender fingers pressed firmly against the edge of the desk, his knuckles turned pale due to the force, and combined with the retching sound that rang through the room, it didn’t look like an act.

“…..”
　　
“…..”

The barrage fell into a dead silence.

After a few seconds, rows of “?” appeared slowly.

[…WTF?]
　　
[…The anchor showed such an unfathomable expression just now, and in the end, he showed me this?]
　　
[The anchor is really a newcomer, otherwise, how could the reaction be so big…]
　　
[Maybe he’s acting…? I’m not sure…]

Half a minute later, Wen Jianyan stood up while holding the table with a pale face.
　　
He didn’t know if it was because he hadn’t eaten for too long, but this time he didn’t spit out anything.

He wiped the corners of his mouth with a look of prostration. The corners of his eyes were wet and red, and a layer of physiological mist was covered under his long eyelashes.

Oh shit…
Just now it was really…
Terrifying!

The clothes on Wen Jianyan’s back were tightly adhered to his skin because of the sweat, the palms of his hands were also wet with sweat, and when the cold wind blew, he couldn’t help shivering.

Aaaaahhhh what the hell is this place?
　　
That terrifying smiley face just now was right behind my head! behind my head! So close! So close! I was f*cking scared to death!!

Wen Jianyan’s expression twisted slightly.

Fortunately, the NPC who came in later looked at least like a person. Otherwise, he suspected that he would die on the spot.

And, more importantly…
　　
Although Wen Jianyan didn’t know how long he had left to live! But it should be very short now — he was afraid it would be over in a few seconds!
　　
He didn’t even get the time to spend the 2 billion he just got! He hadn’t even enjoyed the good life!

He wasn’t get sunk by a criminal group, but because he was pulled into the Nightmare live broadcast software, he died inexplicably…
　　
Don’t do this kind of thing!

Wen Jianyan was very desperate now.

Just when he was panicking inside, a “ding” sound was heard in his ear, and then the mechanical sound of the system sounded:

【Congratulations to the anchor for unlocking the new way to earn points!】

【Plot Modification: 31%, Reward points: 10000
As the modification increases, the reward points will also increase significantly.
Note: As the degree of plot modification increases, the instance will undergo uncontrollable changes! Please make persistent efforts to unlock the new plot of the instance!】

【The reward of the live broadcast task is being calculated for you…
Instance exploration: 20%, Reward points: 2000】

【Oops, the system has detected that the host’s remaining survival time is less than one minute, and your live broadcast room is about to be closed! Do you want to redeem all the points in your account for survival time for your loyal fans in the live broadcast room?】

!!!
　
Just waiting for these words!

Wen Jianyan almost cried with joy: “Redeem!”

【Ding! Your points have been redeemed, please open your ID card to check!】

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and calmed down.
　　
Then, he took the ID card out of his pocket, only to see that the words on it had changed.

[ID Card]
Name: Cheng Wei (Changed: Xiao Wen)
Age: 16 (Changed: ???)
Occupation: First-year high school student of Decai Middle School (Changed: First-year Trainee teacher of Decai Middle School)
Related Plot: Not yet unlocked (Changed:???)

All the text before “changed” were light grey, barely visible in low light. As if they would disappear on the card in the next second.

Wen Jianyan looked at it thoughtfully for a few seconds, then flipped the card.

Above was the blood-red countdown.
　　
The survival time increased from a shocking single-digit to one hundred and twenty minutes.

Although it was only two hours, he could at least live to the first settlement point.

Wen Jianyan let out a slow sigh of relief. He stared at the remaining survival time displayed on the card and fell into deep thought.

It seemed that points and survival time were exchanged of one hundred to one.

The rewards given by the instance exploration were really too few. Even if he reach 100%, he would only get 10,000 points.
　　
Of course, more live broadcast tasks might be updated in the future. But whether he could live to that time remained to be seen.

Wen Jianyan touched his chin.

And the plot modification…

Although the points given were really a lot, he did not forget the prompt from the system just now. The follow-up risk of this method was too great.

Then, in the end, there was only one way to get points—

Wen Jianyan lowered his head and looked for it, then tapped in the void to release the live broadcast interface again.
　　
The barrage suddenly came alive.

[!!!]

[Oh oh oh! The anchor has opened the interface!]
　　
[Now you remembered to open the live interface? Finally found out that the points are not enough to survive?]

Wen Jianyan vaguely skimmed over the comments filled with excitement, maliciousness, strangeness, and schadenfreude, and his line of sight fell on the upper right corner of the screen.
　　
[Online audience: 364]
　　
Although the single digits were fluctuating constantly, the changes were not large.

“Hello everyone.”

The young man lowered his head slightly, and the light fell on his pale complexion, making his contours more profound and his face clear and handsome.
　　
He raised a smile.
　　
Who knows if it was because of his profession, but Wen Jianyan’s lips were very beautiful. The lower lip was soft and plump, but the corners of the lips were narrow and sharp. When they were curved upward, they could easily manipulate people by showing a variety of emotions. Whether it was to intimidate or to express friendship, it could be done without any trouble.

“The previous situation was too urgent, and I didn’t have the time to say hello to everyone. I’m sorry.”

Wen Jianyan’s eyelashes were slightly drooping, and there was no haze in his light amber eyes, appearing clear and honest. Although the voice was slightly hoarse because of the retching just now, the apology was very sincere.

“…..”
　　
The viewers were dumbfounded for a moment.

Indeed, the situation just now was so urgent that the anchor had no choice but to block the barrage.
　　
He didn’t mean it either!
　　
Looking at the host’s sincere and handsome face, some viewers couldn’t help but start to reflect on themselves, whether they were too harsh on this novice anchor before.
　　
As a result, more friendly comments appeared.

[It’s okay, it’s understandable.]
　　
[It’s the first time a new anchor can play like this. It’s amazing.]

Some people even threw some small gifts into the live broadcast room as comfort.

Watching the increase in points displayed on the screen, Wen Jianyan rolled his eyes without a trace.
　　
Next, he randomly picked a few questions from the comments to answer.

“How does it feel? It’s hard to describe. Of course, there is a little bit of fear, but it’s not because of you guys.”

“Of course, I want to go out alive.”

“Hahahaha, I’m single.”

Finally, Wen Jianyan’s eyes fell on a comment, it seemed that he subconsciously read out the content:
　　
“Is the anchor really playing for the first time? It’s really not someone’s ghost account—”
　　
He stopped speaking.

After a while, the young man smiled at the screen, and said with a calm attitude: “Ah, I’m sorry, I stopped for too long. It’s time to continue.”

After speaking, without waiting for the chat to respond, Wen Jianyan simply and neatly blocked the live broadcasting interface again.

[???]
　　
[!!!???]
　　
[Wait! I seem to be aware of something!]

[Is there anyone who went to see the anchors of several major guilds above level-B who did not open a live broadcast today!]
　　
[The retching just now was definitely acting! Absolutely!]

The comments swiped frantically, countless speculations emerged, and the number of people watching the live broadcast also soared. In the next few minutes, it rose from more than 300 to nearly 800, and it was still increasing.

Although Wen Jianyan blocked the broadcasting interface, he did not turn it off yet..
　　
He squinted his eyes as he listened to the sound effect of the live gift, and a fleeting smile flashed across his lips.

People.
　　
They are all voyeuristic.

However, both the number of people online and the reward points were still too few. First, raise them, and then slaughter them when they are fattened.

Suddenly, Wen Jianyan’s eyes fell on the corner of the interface, and he couldn’t help but pause for a moment.
　　
There was a miniature version of the flower pot icon.
　　
It was the apple seedling that the system just sent.
　　
However, he didn’t know if it was an illusion, but he felt… the soil layer on the flower pot seemed to bulge a little.

Wen Jianyan stared at it for a while, then frowned.

The icon was too small, maybe it was his imagination.

He shook his head and turned off the interface completely.

Wen Jianyan stood up. Although his legs were still a little weak, they were much better than before.

Before turning to leave, he couldn’t help but look in the direction of the mirror.
　　
Although the matter had passed, he still had some lingering fears when he thought about what happened just now.
　　
In the half-broken mirror, the bluish-white smiling face had disappeared, and only the cabinet was still half-open.

…Cabinet?

Wen Jianyan showed a thoughtful look.
　　
Speaking of which, the roster of this year’s students was also dug out from here, so… were there some important clues here?

It was better to act than just think.

Wen Jianyan stepped forward and leaned over to look for something in the messy cabinet.
　　
Because his life was at stake just now, and he didn’t have a purpose, he only did some rough rummaging, and now he finally had the opportunity to rummage through the entire cabinet in detail.
　　
“Click.”
　　
A slight crisp sound sounded.
　　
A small hidden drawer popped up from the bottom of the cabinet.

Really.

Wen Jianyan pursed his lips, preventing his excitement from showing on his face, and lowered his head to examine the bits and pieces in the drawer.

The drawers were dusty and piled with useless clutter, old yellowed photos, a few crumpled pieces of change, a half-cut red comb, scraps of paper, rags, and small pieces of glass, nothing special.