WTNL Chapter 139

Ping’an Asylum
Chapter 139: Tricky pervert

It was unclear when it began, but the entire free activity room had fallen into a dead silence. Only the nursery rhyme from the gramophone could be heard babbling away, a bizarre feeling permeating its cheerfulness.

“Take your medicine.”

The nurse handed over a small paper cup containing pills, speaking in a flat, unchanging voice.

The tall blond man reached out to take the paper cup, the shackles on his wrists letting out a heavy metallic clash.

He tilted his neck back and swallowed all the pills.

“Open your mouth,” the nurse said.

The man opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue, displaying his empty oral cavity.

Throughout the entire process, those light blue eyes were fixed unblinkingly on Wen Jianyan not far away. That almost greedy gaze made one’s hair stand on end, as if what he had swallowed whole were not pills, but the other party.

“Get in.”

The orderly roughly poked his waist with the stun baton in his hand and ordered.

All three orderlies were adult males, tall and very intimidating, but beside this beast-like man, their imposing manner somehow inexplicably fell short.

At the same time, the barrage area of the other anchors in the Ping’an Asylum was flooded with “???”.

[? Wait? Did I see that right?]

[What’s going on? Why did this guy appear in the free resting area on the first day??]

[Yeah, I remember this mad dog wouldn’t come out for at least the first three days. I’m confused; did I miss something?]

[I remember this guy didn’t come out for the first three days because he was locked in the solitary confinement room. Why was he let out early this time?]

“Clang,” “Clang.”

The blond man strode in, the shackles on his wrists and ankles clashing noisily.

His gaze fell on Wen Jianyan, and he walked straight over.

Even knowing that this guy was tightly bound by iron chains, that terrifying aura that made it hard to breathe still naturally diffused out. Whether it was the anchors observing cautiously or the NPC patients in this instance, all instinctively took a step back, making a clear path for him.

Wen Jianyan stood at the end of this path, calmly watching the man walking towards him step by step.

The expression on his face didn’t change much, but a bit of slippery sweat slowly seeped out from his palms.

Without the bloody mask blocking it, the other party’s face was very proper. Blond hair, light-colored eyelashes, a straight nose bridge—if one ignored his oppressive build and height, one might even think this guy was mature, handsome, and charming.

However, those light blue eyes were exactly the same as in Wen Jianyan’s memory.

Beneath the calm lay undisguised ruthlessness, paranoia, and madness.

That was the gaze of a murderer.

The familiar system prompt sounded in his ears.

[Ding! Congratulations to the anchor for completing the task: See the true face of ???
Reward Points: 200]

Blond swallowed hard, leaned in close to Wen Jianyan’s ear, and asked in a low voice with some disbelief: “Is… is this the teammate you were talking about?”

Wen Jianyan: “…”

He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth hard, and replied in a similarly disbelieving low voice: “Do you think that’s possible?”

No matter how you looked at it, this person seemed like a troublesome pervert!

Not only was he escorted by three adult male orderlies, but even after entering the free activity area, the shackles on his hands and feet couldn’t be removed. This was truly very fitting for the [High Risk] label on that nameplate.

Blond breathed a sigh of relief and laughed awkwardly twice: “Haha… as long as he’s not…”

If he were, he would really be scared to death.

Unknowingly, the distance between the two was reduced to less than a few meters.

Wen Jianyan wasn’t short, his slender frame covered with evenly distributed, strong muscles, but in front of this nearly two-meter-tall man, he appeared a whole size smaller.

“Where else do you want to go?” One of the orderlies raised his stun baton and smashed it viciously towards the man’s abdomen: “Sit down!”

That vicious blow from the stun baton was enough to make anyone howl in pain and instinctively curl up, but this guy didn’t even twitch an eyebrow, silently enduring the strike.

It didn’t look like meek submission, but rather as if he completely didn’t care.

He smiled slightly and sat down on the sofa closest to him.

The orderlies put away their stun batons, turned around, and left the free activity room.

Under the background sound of the cheerful nursery rhyme, the activity room slowly regained its previous liveliness, but hidden deep within this liveliness was unease. Everyone was involuntarily affected by the dangerous man radiating menace and subconsciously restrained themselves.

Beneath the peaceful facade lay a turbulent vortex.

Just then, the iron door not far away clanged open again.

This time, the one who walked in was finally the normal person Wen Jianyan had been expecting.

The moment he saw Su Cheng, Wen Jianyan sighed in relief and turned to Blond: “That’s him.”

Soon, after Su Cheng “swallowed” the pills, the three finally met up.

Wen Jianyan briefly introduced Blond to Su Cheng.

“Hello.” Su Cheng shook hands with Blond, his gaze quickly focusing on the blond man not far away. He froze for a moment, then immediately realized: “Wait, could this be the guy from last night…”

Wen Jianyan nodded, his face looking terrible.

Even though he had turned his back, he could still feel the other party’s gaze glued tightly to his back, as if trying to burn a hole through it.

“…”

Fuck.

Wen Jianyan couldn’t help but feel a tingling in his scalp.

He truly hadn’t expected that not long after entering this instance, he would be targeted by such a troublesome character…

This was really too unlucky!

However, because this dangerous figure’s excessive attention towards Wen Jianyan was so obvious, it clearly made Wen Jianyan’s position more crucial. Therefore, an anchor squad soon tried to contact him.

After careful screening, Wen Jianyan quickly selected a team.

“Luce.”

The team captain reached out and shook hands briefly with Wen Jianyan.

“Pinocchio,” Wen Jianyan naturally continued using the casual codename from his last instance.

After brief mutual introductions, it was time for the most critical information exchange phase.

Luce spoke first: “Last night, after lights out, we heard the bell. After the bell stopped, the entire instance changed.”

This experience was similar to what Blond had described.

After the bell rang, the entire instance seemed to enter an Inner World, undergoing earth-shattering changes.

However, out of fear, Blond didn’t leave his ward. Instead, he moved his bed to the door, blocked it dead, and hid for the whole night.

Unlike Blond, Luce’s team didn’t hide in their ward. Instead, they cautiously pried open the door and began exploring, so the information they gathered was significantly more.

Perhaps because the first day wasn’t too difficult, they didn’t encounter any particularly troublesome characters. They only ran into a few crazy patients with violent tendencies and dodged them without any real danger.

“In the Inner World, some madmen are hunters, while others are prey—just like us.”

Luce said slowly: “Hunters are invincible in the Inner World. They won’t get hurt or die, and they might even gain weapons or buffs. Items bought from the system store can at most restrict their movements.”

After leaving the ward, they encountered a hunter with paranoia and almost fell into a collective hallucination they couldn’t wake up from.

When the bell rang again, all of them returned to how things were before everything started, as if what they had encountered was just a nightmare, and everything was restored to its original state.

However, all those who died in the nightmare would not wake up.

Their corpses retained the exact same cause of death as in the nightmare, were thrown onto carts by the orderlies, and transported to the courtyard.

After listening to the other party’s description, Wen Jianyan also briefly recounted what he had encountered in the solitary confinement room.

“High Risk?”

Luce was startled and instinctively turned his head to look in the direction of the blond man, hastily withdrawing his gaze before the other party looked over.

He lowered his voice and said, “The ones I encountered were at most Medium Risk.”

Wen Jianyan thoughtfully lowered his eyes, sorting out all the information so far in his mind.

The mechanics of this instance weren’t very hard to understand.

The bell symbolized the alternation between the Inner and Outer Worlds. Nurses and orderlies wouldn’t enter the Inner World, but the patients would. Patients were divided into hunters and prey. High-risk patients would become hunters, starting to slaughter recklessly, while low-risk patients and anchors were all lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

“There are two very crucial points.”

Wen Jianyan spoke slowly.

“What?” Luce asked.

“First, is the range of the hunters’ activities.”

In the Inner World, the hunters’ authority was simply too great. They ignored all attacks, wouldn’t get hurt, wouldn’t die, and would only be slowed down by items.

Wen Jianyan narrowed his eyes slightly and slowly stated his conclusion: “Their abilities are too invincible, so I don’t think their range of activity is unlimited.”

It was obvious that he was targeted because he managed to escape from that pervert in the confinement room last night.

The reason the other party came to the free activity area today and stayed in the same room with him was probably to finish the slaughter he hadn’t completed last night.

This conversely proved that the restriction on [Range of Activity] existed; otherwise, the other party wouldn’t have come here in the Outer World.

“Second, the pattern of the bell ringing—whether it only rings at night or during the day as well.”

“If it only rings at night, it means we still have time to rest and reorganize.”

Wen Jianyan turned his head and shot a covert glance at the blond man not far behind him.

The other party was sitting properly on the sofa, his gaze fixed on Wen Jianyan with an undisguisable explicitness.

He used his gaze to slowly lick the Asian youth not far away from head to toe, from the slender neck to the fragile wrists, and finally to the waistline under the hospital gown, almost as if wanting to swallow the other party whole with his eyes.

That was an obvious…

Hunter’s gaze.

The bloody scenes seen in the confinement room last night seemed to still linger on his retinas.

The sharp sound of metal friction, the bloody human skin mask, the rolling head, the shrill and sharp howling, and that mad, bloodthirsty laughter.

Just recalling it slightly sent involuntary chills down one’s spine.

“If not…”

Wen Jianyan withdrew his gaze with lingering fear and said in a low voice: “Then we need to get out of here right now.”

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