WTNL Chapter 96

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Fantasy Amusement Park
Chapter 96: Crazy Little Train

With a smile on his lips, Wen Jianyan casually looked away.

In the “Integrity First” live broadcast room:

[Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhh, good looking, good looking, good looking. Dog liar, you’re the best-looking! (50 reward points)]

[Boo-hoo, dog liar relying on beauty to commit crimes. Report it!!]

[Damn, this guy is definitely planning some bad ideas again! You bastard! (100 reward points)]

[F*ck, why am I being tricked by my wife every day?! My heart can’t take it, help me!! (100 reward points)]

“What are you looking at?”

Yun Bilan raised her eyes, glanced at the place the other party had seen, and easily caught Blond’s figure.

She was slightly taken aback and narrowed her eyes:

“Are you sure? They are following us?”

“Yes.” Wen Jianyan nodded, with interest in his eyes.

As a con man who made a living out of manipulating people, he was sensitive to human sights and emotions — regardless of everything.

When he was in the leisure park before, he only had a vague feeling of being watched. But after entering this project, the four-person anchor team that entered just before the opening officially triggered his radar.

Although Blond was the one who was timid and cowardly, with all his thoughts written on his face.

It wasn’t him who really exposed their team, but several of his teammates.

Their looming gazes, although concealed, still leaked out their goal and malice. They deliberately kept a distance, but their hidden line of sight and the scrutiny of judgment and evaluation were all too familiar.

Before entering the Nightmare live broadcast room, the world Wen Jianyan lived in was almost entirely composed of these existences.

It was the air he breathed, the soil he grew on, and the venom he swallowed.

Being familiar with it, Wen Jianyan only required a little confirmation to be able to draw a direct conclusion.

That was them.

Moreover, this team was different from the previous group of Brother Scar. They were not a loose team that operated under the control of certain emotions and greed. They had extremely clear goals and targets.

They were focused. 

As well as skilled.

If other people bought the props, Brother Scar and the others would follow them. They were hyenas that followed the smell and were scavengers that lived in groups. They just wanted to bite off a piece of meat from their prey. As long as their heads were beaten, they would bark and flee with their tail between their legs.

But this group of people was different.

Wen Jianyan was quite sure.

The other party came for him, not for the props and coupons in his hand.

In addition, he was very self-aware of his ability to kill enemies.

Therefore, after realizing that the other party was coming for him, Wen Jianyan basically guessed the purpose of this group of people.

The reason he approached Blond was not to confirm whether his guess was correct, but simply because of one reason — this anchor was the only weak point in the entire team.

His emotions were too fragile, like a tight bowstring that could be broken at the slightest touch.

Timid, fearful, sensitive, and cowardly.

Unless protected, such a person would not live long in the Nightmare Live Broadcast Room.

There was only one possibility for such a mercenary team to choose to bring in such an emotionally fragile member.

His ability was irreplaceable.

Even very crucial.

So, what kind of ability would a team that charged high commissions to kill anchors need?

Output? Certainly.

Control? perhaps.

But these could only be established under the premise of finding the target.

If one wanted to kill someone, the most important first step was to find them. Being placed in the same instance was, of course, the first step, but this was not the end.

The maps of the Nightmare instances were often very large, the smallest being an entire building, and the size of the map of this amusement park was something Wen Jianyan had never experienced before. With so many anchors, it was not easy to find and recognize one person.

Combined with the sight that he had been vaguely aware of before, Wen Jianyan had almost confirmed that the other party’s talent seemed to be related to vision.

Now that this was confirmed, he could countermeasure accordingly.

No matter how many attack methods the opponent wanted to change, as long as they still relied on the “eye” of Blond, it was impossible to cause him any harm.

Hui Cheng’s team couldn’t have imagined that even without formal contact, their own behavior and dependence would be exposed so thoroughly.

And people with weak mentalities were the most susceptible to hints and influences in this instance—especially if the fear mushrooms in Wen Jianyan’s hands had not yet been used up.

It only took a little physical contact to easily affect the other party’s state.

“Hey, hey, what are you looking at?”

The team member raised his hand and waved it in front of his eyes.

Blond suddenly came back to his senses. His face was pale, his forehead was wet with sweat, and he raised his hand to hold Hui Cheng’s arm tightly: “He-he knows, he definitely knows!”

Hui Cheng frowned: “You calm down.” 

He turned his head and glanced behind him without leaving any trace.

The target person was still looking down at the corpse in front of him, looking almost the same as before.

 The other party gave him a really weird feeling, almost to the point where Blond shuddered.

“How about… we do not do this order…” Blond suggested in a low voice: “Even if our mission fails, is it okay?”

At this moment, everyone’s eyes became unkind.

“This is an A-level instance. Do you think that we have been busy for so long in such a dangerous situation just to give up halfway now?” The team member squinted his eyes, looked at him, and asked seemingly unintentionally: 

“What exactly did he say in your ear before? Is it really just thank you?”

“…!”

Blond’s pupils shrank, and he subconsciously let go of Hui Cheng’s grip.

A strong sense of fear of being suspected and abandoned by his teammates rose in his heart, and he knew that if he showed similar emotions again, it was very likely that this suspicion would be confirmed.

This was what he was most afraid of.

“It’s fine, it’s fine.” Hui Cheng frowned: “Are you guys going to have internal strife at this time?”

He looked at Blond: “Get ready; we will do it when we enter the next tunnel. Don’t make any mistakes this time, understand?”

Blond nodded, no longer daring to show his emotions on his face, muttering:

“I-I understand.”

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Wen Jianyan stared at the corpse in front of him.

Its body was swollen, its skin was abnormally pale, its eyes were wide open, and it looked particularly terrifying.

It was unknown if it was Wen Jianyan’s illusion…

He had a feeling that there was something slowly wriggling under its skin.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank: “Quick, step back!”

The corpse in front of him swelled at a speed that made it difficult to react, and the body that was originally edematous swelled up as if it had been inflated!

“Boom!”

With a loud noise, the whole corpse exploded from the inside out!

That thin layer of rubber-like skin softened loosely. There were no bones, no muscles, and no internal organs. There was only a bubble of semi-fluid liquid wrapped in the skin. The sticky, transparent liquid gurgled out from the skin, and it was full of dense, wriggling frog eggs.

However, it was different from the frog eggs under Brother Fatty’s skin last time.

The eggs grown under Brother Fatty’s skin were two to three millimeters in diameter, but this time they were obviously enlarged to one or two centimeters, and they were crowded together in a group.

A layer of translucent film lay in front of Wen Jianyan’s eyes. It was the prop he quickly activated just now. It just happened to protect the few of them in it, so they didn’t get splashed.

The translucent frog eggs slowly slid down from the barrier in front of Wen Jianyan’s eyes.

He gasped for breath in a panic, his eyes fixed in the air, and his gaze followed the frog eggs that were sliding down.

The black, unknown creatures inside were struggling to swim, as if they were struggling to escape from the depths of the omentum, and some had even escaped. The dark, bug-like things were swimming in the transparent medium. It was hard to say that they were tadpoles, but more like some kind of weird creature that didn’t belong to any species.

Wen Jianyan stared at the liquid and eggs that fell to the ground, his face a little ugly.

Compared with the “eggs” they encountered in the haunted house, the growth progress of these frog eggs was obviously much higher than that, and most of them have even hatched.

Could it be that… In the future, all these eggs would develop into those “frogs”?

Looking at the number of frog eggs contained in this corpse and then thinking about how many anchors died in this instance and became a breeding ground for frog eggs… 

How would this instance look as time went by?

Thinking of this, Wen Jianyan couldn’t help but feel his scalp tingle.

“Ahhh…Aaaahhhh! Aaaaaahhhhh!” A shrill scream came from another compartment not far away.

Wen Jianyan was startled and turned to look in the direction of the voice.

One of the anchors jumped up suddenly. The small half of his body was covered with a thick layer of sticky liquid, which seemed to have been splashed by one of the corpses in the explosion just now.

“Aaaaaaaahhhhhh—”

He frantically scratched his body over and over again, as if wanting to scratch his skin with his fingers and scrape his flash off the skeleton.

Under his exposed skin, one could see densely packed small protrusions, which seemed to be swimming and devouring fast in his body, almost chilling.

 “They got in! They got into my body! Ahhh! Help, help! Get them out! Get them out!” 

The anchor screamed sharply, and his bloodshot eyes rolled rapidly, like crazy:

“They’re swimming! They’re swimming! Ahhh…haha, hahahahaha——”

His screams gradually became blurred and finally turned into a kind of weird laughter that made the scalp tingle: “Hahahahahaha!”

The whole compartment fell into dead silence.

The train was still moving forward, and the compartment was shaking slightly. In the narrow space, a fishy smell permeated, making people almost feel sick.

On the ground, on the walls, and on the seats, wet mucus dripped down, and the dark worms hidden in it squirmed. Smelling the smell of blood and swimming toward humans, appearing greedy and terrifying.

Watching this scene, everyone’s expression was extremely ugly.

At that moment, everyone understood the origin of the name of the project.

“Crazy”.

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The author has something to say: 

Blond: Aaaaaahhhhhhh! (This man is so scary!)

Audience: Aaaahhhhh! (My wife looks so good!)

Blond: …?

You must have some aesthetic problems.jpg

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