"Although the source of the bug has been controlled, the aftermath is still spreading," the electronic mechanical voice continued to broadcast in the ear, "the copy is being shut down continuously, and disaster control is being carried out." "The anchor should clean up the source of the bug as soon as possible to eliminate the subsequent impact." Darkness It gradually became thinner, like ink falling into water, and scattered around. They didn't disappear, but rather seemed to lose control, and began to escape aimlessly.

The false gods have fallen back into sleep.

He was half-hanging in the air calmly, and slowly sank deep into the mirror again.

The long black hair flows down like running water, the head hangs down, and the eyelids are closed, covering those golden, strange eyes.

His pale and strong arms were lifted high by the chains, and the dark runes rolled up and down on his skin, exuding a sinister sense of religion like being slaughtered.

However, for some reason, time seemed to stand still, and the process was suspended for no reason.

In Jiawei's gradually brighter light, human youths move forward step by step. Soon, he stopped in front of Wu Zhu.

In the ear, the mechanical electronic voice is still over and over again, "urging" with an unchanged tone: "Ding! The existence of a system bug has been detected, please clear it in time!"

Wen Jianyan lowered his eyes slightly, looking at the other person's face.

""

The brass knife fell heavily in the palm, cold, hard, and heavy, like some invisible force, pulling Wen Jianyan's hand forward.

In fact, if changing the past is really meaningful in a world controlled by nightmares, and there will be no space-time paradox, then

This may be a perfect opportunity, a perfect solution.

Wen Jianyan's fingers retracted slightly uncontrollably, and he subconsciously clenched the handle of the brass knife.

According to Nightmare's report just now, the aftermath of the bug that affected multiple copies occurred after Wu Candle fell asleep, that is to say, everything can still be changed.

If the bug didn't infect multiple dungeons on a large scale from the very beginning, then there is no need for the Nightmare to forcibly shut down a large number of dungeons, and there will be no expansion of anchors in the future. Naturally, he would no longer sign a contract with Nightmare and become an anchor in the live broadcast room. Now he is still in the real world, enjoying life with a large sum of money.

Nothing happened after the media and research entered Dream Love. At that time, it took five rounds to spend in the luxury port city. I will see them come in and come that day, so I enjoy the important copy and the time of the young lady in it. , Two said, two said, both are so problematic that I will not be able to send them for decades.

The strength of the fingertips has increased, and it is slightly white

The boundless temptation was stirring in his heart, urging him to make a move.

"Ding! The existence of a system bug has been detected, please remove it in time!" The system broadcast over and over again.

The voice didn't fluctuate or falter at all, but it was inexplicably trance-like and weak-willed, like some kind of subconscious voice calling out to him over and over again.

The heavy brass knife in his hand was falling downwards, and the lotus imprint on the handle shone with a faint gleam, as if he had his own will, pulling Wen Jianyan's hand, and slowly lifted it up,

The man in front of him was still asleep.

The marble-like pale and cold chest did not rise and fall, and the sharp facial lines were half submerged in the darkness, like some kind of dead thing that did not exist in the human world.

The chains were firmly locked on his arms, and even sank deeply into the concave curves of the shoulder blades and collarbone, like a tree that penetrated through the muscles and bones and grew inside the body.

The blade of the brass knife gleamed under the gradually brightening sky. It seemed dull, but it concealed some unknown power.

Soon, it was hoisted aloft to the top—

After a short pause, it suddenly fell.

"Crack!"

The blade sank deep into the mirror, spider web-like cracks spread, and glass shards scattered.

tick.

tick.

Wu Zhu lowered his head, a thin slit was cut on the side of his face, and the golden blood was faintly visible in it.

"

Wen Jianyan's right hand was holding the handle of the knife, while the other hand was tightly holding the blade, and forcibly shifted the direction of the blade's landing point. Scarlet blood overflowed from between his fingers and fell on the ground drop by drop. , he stared blankly at his fragmented face reflected in the mirror.

Calm light brown eyes stared back at him quietly from where the point of the knife landed.

""

In the ear, the countdown that has not stopped since the beginning is still continuing: "Your location abnormality will be automatically repaired within one minute. ""10, 9, 8"

With a little effort, Wen Jianyan pulled the blade out of the mirror, and glanced down at his palm.

The wound made by the brass knife was deep into the bone, and the flesh and blood were splattered. Hot, red blood gushed out from the wound—showing anger. Although it was a prop made for ghosts, it can still be used on human bodies. Deals damage that ordinary sharp blades cannot.

The blood seemed to be pulled out of the body by some invisible force, dripping down,

Whether it's the half-damaged mirror, or the slightly cracked ground, which is still covered by shadows, they are all painted a dazzling blood red.

Wen Jianyan looked up at the sleeping false **** in front of him, and touched his face with **** fingers, leaving two bloodstains.

His lips moved, his voice was very low, without any ups and downs:

"I'm not here for you."

"3, 2, 1. "

The moment the sound fell.

The figure of the young man standing between the darkness and the light and shadow disappeared.

The sleeping **** slowly sank deep into the mirror.

The blood was absorbed by the missing corner of the mirror, and the original cracks gradually became blurred and smooth, but they would never disappear.

Inside the mirror, Wu Zhu closed his eyes.

A few drops of blood fell on his pale face, and slowly slid down along the arc of his jaw. The impact of paleness and scarlet was so great that it looked shocking. Blood slid to the tightly closed lips, seeping in little by little.

The darkness dissipated, and the gallery returned to dead silence.

Only in the deepest part of the corridor, a tall mirror silently appeared.

"! "

After a short period of dizziness and suffocation, Wen Jianyan swayed and put one hand on the wall, finally stabilizing his body.

Before he opened his eyes, a damp, slightly rancid breath poured into his nostrils, and the sound of pattering rain could be heard in the distance.

Wen Jianyan's eyelids moved and he opened his eyes.

The scene in front of me was very familiar.

On both sides are moss-covered, potholed well walls, and above the head is a gloomy sky. The cold muddy water soaks up to the knees, and the cold makes people shiver.

"Ding! Your location has been fixed! "

The sound of the system came from the ear.

"Internal inspection, the inspection has been completed," the voice continued, and the stiff electronic sound echoed in the ear, "Ding, it has been detected that the bug repair of this dungeon has failed, give me a warning!"

"After three warnings, you will lose the qualification to fix bugs and be punished, cancel the anchor account, and cut off the live broadcast—"

"Ha." Wen Jianyan sneered. "Since we can talk now, why not come and talk."

He stood at the bottom of the well, with his head slightly raised, his jaw drawn out in a clear arc, as if he was staring at a certain point in the void. Wen Jianyan made no secret that the live broadcast has restarted, and said coldly:

"You don't really think that I will work for you in this situation?"

"Zi——"

[Integrity First] The signal in the live broadcast room had just been restored for less than half a minute, and before the audience rejoiced, it was cut off again immediately. Staring at the empty black screen in front of them, the audience couldn't help being dumbfounded.

""

"? "

"what's the situation"

down the well.

Wen Jianyan waited patiently.

I only heard two "sizzling" electric current sounds, and the sound of the system sounded in my ears again:

"Hello streamer, according to the previous agreement with you, you will be responsible for assisting us in cleaning up the dungeon bugs, and we will grant you privileges beyond other streamers. However, your performance has disappointed us. The remaining bugs, and even refused to cooperate, wasting the opportunity we created for you to solve—""Opportunity?" Wen Jianyan laughed again, "No way? Do you really think so?"

"First of all, before entering the "abnormal position" just now," Wen Jianyan made a gesture of double quotation marks mockingly, "I don't know its nature at all, and I can't even buy and use Daube, it's more like you guys It's a negligence of duty, rather than a good opportunity to create and create." "Even after I figured out the situation, I didn't get any explanation." Wen Jianyan narrowed his eyes.

Timely answering with electronic voice:

"I hope you can understand that in this dungeon, due to special reasons, we cannot exert too much interference and give excessive prompts. However, at critical moments, we still provide you with action instructions—"

"Instructions for action?"

Wen Jianyan seemed shocked.

He paused, and then laughed sarcastically: "Wait a minute, you're not talking about the last few seconds, are you?"

The young man raised his head, and the gloomy sky was reflected in his eyes, like an impenetrable rain curtain.

Abandoning all gentleness, hypocrisy, survival, rhetoric and glib, he appears indifferent and distant, showing a rare iron toughness. "Although I took the initiative to become your pawn, the premise of everything is that I am alive, and the deal reached in order to survive, I will naturally not die in order to complete it."

What kind of existence is "that abnormal location"? Will any actions completed in it have an impact on the future, will there be a time paradox, will it cause a butterfly effect, and will I die because of it?

"One question after another.

Each one sharper than the last.

Wen Jianyan stared at the void and asked expressionlessly:

"Even if I successfully cleared the bug and corrected the timeline, how can you guarantee that there won't be any accidents of streamer attrition, which will pull me in again without warning in my future life?"

"All the initiative is in your hands, and I can only pray that you have credibility, that I will not die from this out-of-control disorder, and that I will not die from this out-of-control disorder, and that I will not die suddenly. I sign a contract?"

Even if Nightmare isn't lying, after the bug is completely disinfected, everything will return to the way it was. However, this is always a palliative, not a permanent cure. Although Wen Jianyan left, the nightmare was still there.

It is always hidden between reality and the shadow, and it operates silently. No one knows where it comes from, where it goes, what its purpose is, and what it will do afterwards.

Wen Jianyan never pinned his fate on the chance favor of a behemoth.

And at the last moment, the almost coercive "control" touched the area that Wen Jianyan hated the most. He looked towards the void, and showed a gentle smile again.

"Based on previous performance, your credibility is even lower than mine."

""

There was a dead silence around my ears.

"If I can't guarantee my life, then I would rather you block my live broadcast room now," Wen Jianyan shrugged, showing an indifferent expression. Of course he was afraid of death.

However, in this game, Nightmare's loss is obviously greater than his.

He has only one life left, and Nightmare sleeps in its system in fear. Moments may reawaken and seize control of the bug.

And Wu Guoguo's unexpected behavior choice, negotiating with the system, and even taking the initiative to choose reasoning, obviously greatly increased his importance in the system evaluation. At this time, if you can roll and engrave, if you want to eliminate uun, you have to sell your words.

That's why he is so confident now.

Those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes, but those who are horizontal are afraid of death.

As long as you are willing enough, you can gain the upper hand.

This is the truth of negotiation.

""

There was a dead silence around my ears.

Wen Jianyan looked straight at the void, and said coldly, "If Yu really needs my help to clear the bugs next, then we must reach a good cooperative relationship, instead of falling apart due to information imbalance as before. It led to the failure of the operation." He shrugged, showing a regretful expression:

"Tsk tsk, what a good opportunity."

The adjective "Nightmare" was misappropriated by him just now, which is full of irony.

After a long time, the voice of the nightmare finally sounded again. It asked in a consistent, unwavering voice:

"What information do you need?"

Almost done.

"First of all, I need to know what the "abnormal location" I just entered is, is it a memory?" Or are we really back in the "past"? "

""

The air fell into silence again.

Wen Jianyan waited patiently.

Finally, the mechanical sound sounded again:

"Yes and no."

Wen Jianyan was taken aback.

What's the answer to "The original Boom Hotel instance was never shut down."

Wait a minute, was never closed? !

Wen Jianyan's eyes widened slightly in surprise.

"We just forcibly stopped the observation of the dungeon." The mechanical voice continued, "So, the two states of completion and non-completion exist in the closed box garden at the same time."

this

schrodinger's cat

Wen Jianyan was stunned.

The storage container closes a radioactive material and drug-taking drugs in the same container. The radioactive material may change on the surface. After the surface changes, it will give the appearance of the broken drug, but it may not be full. When it is full, it will be stored. So, until hudu, strengthen the phlegm and deodorize dryly, "the sweet flowers of cigarettes and wine are both dead and alive.

Wait a minute, if you look at it from this angle

Aren't all the viewers watching the live broadcast equivalent to observers? !

If this logic continues to be deduced, then the reason why Nightmare is a live broadcast room is not some kind of choice, but a certain form that must be adopted?

When Wen Jianyan's head was overwhelmed by the huge amount of information, the system's voice sounded again:

"In order to ensure the smooth progress of the follow-up, after forcibly stopping the observation, according to calculations, we chose one of the most feasible and least difficult paths to continue walking, but the original Hakoniwa was always preserved."

Wen Jianyan quickly came back to his senses, showing a dazed expression:

"So, you made a copy of the mirror image, just to introduce me into the original Hakoniwa, then restart the live broadcast, and start observing the copy of Xingwang Hotel again?"

"Yes."

The voice was flat and straightforward.

"Then, what about the staff rest area we entered earlier?" Wen Jianyan frowned and asked, "Isn't it also part of the original copy? Why didn't we enter it and still not restart the operation of Hako Garden?"

"Yes and no."

It gives the same answer.

"Theoretically, it is indeed located in Little Garden, but it is just a manufactured safe zone, not in a critical position, and is wrapped in unobservable darkness, which cannot affect the inner operation of Little Garden."

Wen Jianyan was stunned

No wonder the Xingwang Hotel he later entered from the well was very normal, while the staff rest area was closed and dark, and could only be illuminated by the manager's light. I am afraid it was some kind of nightmare's means to block observation and maintain the stability of the key area of ​​Hakoniwa.

"Unfortunately, although the observation has been resumed, due to your lack of cooperation in the process, not only did we not make any substantial changes in the end, but we also lost the preservation of this important node."

After Wen Tongji passed into the real [Miwang Hotel] slightly, Guanyuan restarted, and Hanzi was opened, and the cat was no longer in the state of the house of life and death, and the auxiliary body could no longer return to the original film. In the black box, the branches of reality are cut, and the branched branches are "here", "cut", "I go, determine

Wen Jianyan suppressed the turmoil in his heart, twitched the corners of his mouth, and said dryly:

"I see."

"Besides, with regard to your life, in order to prove our sincerity—"

With the sound of the system, a huge piece of parchment appeared in the air out of thin air, and slowly fell in front of Wen Jianyan. On the top, there are five words written squarely:

[Soul Contract].

Below it are lines of densely packed small characters, filled with the so-called "contract content". Wen Jianyan took a cursory look.

Each one is extremely unequal, it can be said that it is a modern slave contract.

His gaze fell to the bottom of the soul contract.

In the position of the signatory, there were three characters crookedly written: Wen Jianyan.

There was a brownish-red mark on it, like solidified blood.

""

Wen Jianyan was taken aback for a moment, but a storm suddenly set off in her heart.

It was indeed his own handwriting.

At the bottom of the densely packed small characters, a line of text slowly emerged.

[1011 Supplementary Clause: Party B assists Party A to completely remove the bug. After the removal, this contract will be terminated immediately and cannot be regenerated. 】

"I wonder if you are satisfied? "

""

Wen Jianyan forcibly looked away from above, and nodded stiffly.

A pen emerges.

Wen Jianyan grabbed the pen, and signed his name in a smooth manner under the supplementary clause.

The pen and the parchment were all gone.

"Due to your actions causing losses to the Dream Demon live broadcast room, the notice issued for your live broadcast room is still in effect," the system repeated, "After three warnings, the agreement will be invalidated. I hope you can seize the opportunity and actively cooperate with the bug removal."

"Of course I will."

Wen Jianyan and regained the ease he had just now, and smiled into the air.

The sound disappeared.

The sound of pattering rain reached my ears again, and the well became extremely closed and dead silent.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, raised her hand and wiped her face vigorously.

The amount of information this time is a bit too much, even now, he has not completely recovered from it.

However, now is not the time for him to sit down and sort out the clues bit by bit. Although he entered the Hako Garden before, the copy of [Prosperous Hotel] is still going on and has not ended. In other words, he is still in the process of a dungeon, and he is far from relaxing.

Wen Jianyan turned on the phone and glanced at the faintly bright screen.

23:12

He gasped for breath and nearly went into cardiac arrest.

Obviously, during the time he was away, the mirror copy was still running, the second day was coming to an end, and soon the most critical third day was coming—

The last dinner.

The creepy scene he had seen in the corridor in the original dungeon flashed through his mind, Wen Jianyan couldn't help but shiver, and shivered subconsciously.

Wait a minute, the others—!

Wen Jianyan hastily opened the list and let out a long sigh of relief.

Fortunately, everyone is alive.

In fact, this was also one of the reasons that prevented him from stabbing that knife just now.

If he really eliminates the bugs completely, and is very lucky to be let off by Meng Ergong, successfully returns to the real world, and asks for a luxurious and free job—Jiuxian, other people will know about Su Cheng, Huang Mao, Yun Bilan, Ji Guan, Chen Mo, Tangerine Candy, Bai Xue

Wen Jianyan doesn't think he is a very selfless and dedicated person. He doesn't mind sacrificing the happiness of others for his own benefit.

However, he is not a cold-blooded bastard. In his life of indulgence, laughter, and lies, no matter what, there are still some moral bottom lines that are not very high.

At least, no matter what, let those who hand over their future, hope, admiration, trust, and even their property and lives—whether intentionally or unintentionally, actively or passively—all to him die. Difficult to do

Therefore, he would rather give up that illusory opportunity that seemed to be able to "correct everything" and return to this quagmire.

In addition to rational considerations, he also has selfish motives.

""

For some reason, a pale face flashed in my mind without warning.

Dark, flowing long hair, lifeless, sculpture-like face, and the chains growing in the body like a tree.

Wen Jianyan frowned forcefully as if being scalded.

Of course, not because of him.

Has nothing to do with him.

At most, at most, it was just to pay off an owed favor.

After all, he did not expect that that guy would choose to compromise with the nightmare for his life, and fell asleep again.

Wen Jianyan has always owed each other to others, so naturally he would not take the act of stabbing his savior to death instead.

That's all.

He took a deep breath, forced himself to take his thoughts away from that guy, and looked at the phone interface again.

On the side, the black and red lines representing the turnover are not giving in to each other, but, obviously, the black side's turnover exceeds theirs by a fraction. The competition has reached a fierce stage, and there is only one last dinner left to determine the winner.

Wen Jianyan frowned.

While bandaging the **** wound on his palm with his teeth and one hand, he was thinking quickly in his mind.

However, there is less than an hour left before the dinner party. It is impossible for him to go through the entire town, enter the store, and find—

He was startled.

Wait a moment.

Wen Jianyan touched the pocket with his uninjured hand.

The cold, porcelain-like mask fell into the palm, and in the dark well, a little too pale light shone.

ha.

Sure enough, it is still there.

The corners of Wen Jianyan's mouth rose slightly.

This is the mask that he bought in the real original copy with Ming coins, so although he left the street, the mask did not disappear. This is the real thing.

He put the mask lightly on his face, a pair of light-colored eyes shining behind the holes.

Of course, it is also an admission ticket for the upcoming banquet.

Time to get out of here and get back into the game. Wen Jianyan raised his head and looked towards the narrow corner of the sky on the well.

However, the moment he raised his head, a corrupt and terrifying face flashed by the edge of his vision without warning.

"? ! "

Wen Jianyan was so shocked that his breathing stopped, his hands and feet were cold, he took two steps back, and his back hit the wall of the well with a "bang".

The calmness, cunning, and determination of fighting against the nightmare just now, as well as the complacency when he found the mask, all disappeared, leaving only full of panic.

Ahh what? !

At the bottom of the well, a rotting corpse wearing invisible cloth strips was leaning against the well wall. The flesh had rotted away, and only two black holes remained on the skull.

""

Wen Jianyan's throat rolled with difficulty, and he clung tightly to the cold and damp stone wall behind him, looking nervously and frightened at the horrible corpse not far away.

Dead, dead?

Must be dead, right?

In this case, it must be just an ordinary corpse—

"Giggle". "Cackling."

There was a weird sound of bones rubbing against each other, echoing in the dark and narrow well, which made one's scalp tingle and one's hair stand on end. The head of the corpse turned around little by little, and the spine rubbed against each other to make a harsh sound.

slow, stiff,

On the rotting head, two dark eye sockets looked like bottomless caves, silently staring in this direction.

phone chain

Wen Jianyan's face turned pale.

Ah, ah, ah, don't come here!