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Ping An Asylum
Chapter 185: Cooperate
Seeing that Wen Jianyan didn’t reply for a long time, Su Cheng asked worriedly:
“What’s wrong? Is something not right?”
“…,” Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, pulled away from his own thoughts, and absentmindedly shook his head, “It’s nothing.”
He was just worrying about his future.
Just then, a shout of surprise and joy came from Shao Yao, not far away: “You’re awake!”
The few of them were taken aback and turned their heads in the direction of the voice.
On the platform not far away, Luce, who had been leaning motionless against the confession room, swayed and lifted his head, seeming to have finally awakened from unconsciousness.
Wen Jianyan and his two teammates exchanged glances and walked forward.
“Where… where is this?”
Luce asked, swaying as he lifted his head. His complexion was extremely bad, devoid of blood, with dilated pupils.
“Are you alright?” Shao Yao asked with concern, supporting him and asking in a low voice.
“I’m fine.” Luce hoarsely replied. He raised his eyes and glanced around dully, and his gaze fell on Wen Jianyan and the others who were close by. He couldn’t help but stare blankly for a moment before managing to squeeze out a few words from his throat:
“It’s you guys…?”
Next, Shao Yao briefly recounted to Luce what had happened before.
From the moment the few of them entered the confession room until they didn’t come out, to when she left the underground tomb to find Wen Jianyan and the others seeking their help, trading legendary items, and the subsequent series of events.
Upon hearing about the trade involving the legendary item, Luce’s expression changed momentarily, but he seemed to quickly come to terms with it, relaxing once again. He chuckled bitterly and said, “Thank you.”
Even in higher-level instance, having a legendary item didn’t necessarily guarantee survival. Though he was reluctant, trading a legendary item for a chance at life was indeed worthwhile.
If it were him, even encountering a similar trade, he would probably prioritize safety and not consider it. The fact that the other party would undertake such a high-risk task was already beyond his expectations.
Luce sat cross-legged on the ground, scrutinizing Wen Jianyan with a cautious gaze.
The young man stood nearby, his hair inexplicably transformed into a dazzling silver-white color. His face was handsome and gentle, appearing very young and giving off an illusion of no threat.
If he hadn’t collaborated with this anchor for nearly an instance, he might have been deceived by the guy’s non-threatening appearance, thinking he was just an anchor relying on his good looks to attract viewers. In reality, even from the standpoint of where he stood, the strength displayed by this anchor during this period was truly astonishing.
Whether it was single-handedly pulling them all out of the laboratory, seeing through the illusion of the first underground floor, or even breaking through this time alone. He not only broke through the confession task that swallowed the two people but also rescued him…
If once or twice could be attributed to luck, then three or four times were definitely attributed to strength.
An anchor with such outstanding personal abilities wouldn’t be ordinary.
Although Luce wasn’t a particularly prominent anchor, he still mingled within the circle of veteran anchors. Although the higher-ranked anchors on the leaderboard tended to focus more on personal privacy, at least Luce had heard of their styles. However, after turning it over in his mind several times, he couldn’t match this anchor claiming to be “Pinocchio” with any high-ranking anchors…
However, judging by his experience in Nightmare for such a long time, regardless of which guild the other party currently belonged to, he was definitely the pillar anchor of that guild.
If a friendly relationship could be established, it would definitely be beneficial for them in the later stages of the live broadcasts among anchors.
“Anyway, I’m extremely grateful for saving my life.”
Luce expressed his gratitude solemnly.
Compared to before, his attitude had undergone a complete transformation.
Wen Jianyan keenly noticed this, a subtle smile appearing on his lips.
The reason he agreed to Shao Yao’s request to enter the underground tomb to rescue someone was not only because he genuinely wanted the legendary item but also because he had other intentions.
When the Oracle Guild decided to target Su Cheng, they were undoubtedly in a hostile relationship.
To consolidate their monopoly position, Wen Jianyan could foresee that this kind of covert manipulation and attack would not cease.
These large guilds, although their main members were still anchors, had essentially been completely assimilated into the entire Nightmare system. They perfectly adapted and merged with it and were willing to ruthlessly crush any signs of instability—even if the other party was just an ordinary person, not even a senior anchor.
Because to them, Su Cheng was no longer just an ordinary prophecy talent anchor, but a sign of danger.
He was a crack in the fragile eggshell, so they would spare no effort to mend it.
Of course, even if they were really ready to calm things down and not take any more risks…
Wen Jianyan disagreed.
From the beginning, he wasn’t planning to let this matter go so easily.
That Oracle anchor who targeted them was too dangerously malicious in his ability. Letting him off now was like leaving a time bomb that could explode at any moment. Who knew if he would strike again unexpectedly in the future? Having dodged this time didn’t guarantee safety next time.
Moreover, as the founder and chairman of the future number one guild (although the guild had not been established yet), Wen Jianyan didn’t appreciate the act of laying hands on his friends and future core members without any consequences. With his style, he would never allow others to take a bite out of him without making them pay any price.
Many of the decisions made after entering this instance paved the way for this.
If Luce harbored resentment against him for the ownership issue of the legendary item, it would indicate that not only did he not weigh the pros and cons, but he also didn’t understand the situation. In that case, there would be no need for him to continue cooperating in the next steps.
Wen Jianyan was still quite satisfied with Luce’s current behavior.
“If we can safely get out this time, how about we exchange contact information? My guild is called Black Blade, and I’m the vice president and team leader. I’m an A-class anchor,” Luce introduced himself.
Although this guild wasn’t as famous as Oracle, Dark Fire, or Eternal Day, it still ranked quite high on the overall leaderboard, usually around the top ten.
He looked at Wen Jianyan and asked, “Do you happen to belong to a guild now?”
Wen Jianyan smiled pleasantly and extended his hand toward Luce, helping him up from the ground.
“Law-abiding good citizen.”
Luce: “?”
Su Cheng: “?”
Blond: “?”
Luce was momentarily confused, not quite understanding. “What?”
“This is the name of the guild,” Wen Jianyan kindly explained. “It was established not long ago, so you probably haven’t heard of it. I’ll contact you after we leave the instance.”
Once Luce came to his senses and chuckled:
“Your guild… has quite a unique name.”
Wen Jianyan replied nonchalantly, “Yes, our guild leader has style, doesn’t he?”
“Indeed, indeed,” Luce nodded, whether sincere or not, showing an approving expression on his face, “You can tell he’s quite the eccentric character just by hearing it.”
Wen Jianyan nodded happily, saying, “I feel the same way.”
Su Cheng: “…”
Blond: “…”
The two stood there like pillars, blankly listening to Wen Jianyan’s nonsense.
In the meantime, he shamelessly praised himself.
“When did he establish the guild?” Blond asked in a lowered voice, “He hasn’t even laid the foundation yet, right?”
Moreover, the conditions for founding a guild were extremely strict, and the quotas were extremely limited. If just anyone could found a guild, wouldn’t every anchor be able to start one to earn money?
“…,” Su Cheng shook his head expressionlessly, dryly saying, “I don’t know.”
Accurately speaking, he didn’t even know Wen Jianyan was planning to establish a guild…
In his memory, before he entered this instance, the other party should have still been negotiating entry benefits with other guilds. Then suddenly, as if in the blink of an eye, not only was the guild about to be established, but it seemed there were quite a few supporters too!
Had he missed some crucial plot points?!
But obviously, according to the other party, their guild had not only been established but also taken on an especially… peculiar guild name.
In the “Integrity First” live broadcast room:
[…]
[…]
[I looked at the name of the live broadcast room above and felt no surprise at all… Truly, as expected of you!]
[Help… Can someone rescue this guild name?]
[They either have names like Oracle, Dark Fire, or Eternal Day, Black Blade… It sounds so impressive and cool!! Imagine how cool it would be during self-introductions, and then you with ‘Law-abiding good citizen’! What’s that? Hahaha!]
[Hahahaha! The other two: completely caught off guard and forced to join the guild.]
Luce leaned against the nearby wall, struggling to stand up. After chugging a few potion bottles, his complexion finally eased.
He looked around, his expression suddenly changing. “What about my other teammate…?”
Wen Jianyan shook his head, sighing lightly. “I’m sorry, the situation was urgent, and I could only pull one person out.”
He didn’t even know whom he had pulled out, just randomly choosing the person closest to him.
“But he might not necessarily be dead.”
Wen Jianyan pondered for a moment, briefly summarizing what had happened inside the chapel at that time. He had thought both of them had died, but since Luce had only fallen into a coma, the other person might be in a similar situation. If so, there was a good chance they could be rescued.
“Are you saying… we were praying inside the chapel?” Luce’s expression was somewhat strange as he spoke slowly.
Wen Jianyan noticed the change in his mood and asked, “What’s wrong?”
Luce shook his head, a puzzled expression on his face. “That’s not how I remember it.”
“What do you mean?”
“In my memory… it seems like I was submerged in some kind of liquid.” Luce frowned, pinching the bridge of his nose, a look of pain on his face. “There was a glass cover outside, like…”
Wen Jianyan paused, continuing, “…cultivation pod?”
Luce nodded. “Yes.”
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