Chapter 457

Integrity First, the atmosphere in the live broadcast room was rarely gloomy.

But what is abnormal is that the number of people online in the live broadcast room is soaring. Obviously, not only the attracted live broadcast audiences are coming in, but also a large number of people in the live broadcast room who are hostile to the anchor.

And they had obviously been waiting for this moment for a long time, and the live broadcast room turned into a carnival of schadenfreude.

"Laughing to death, the wait is finally here."

"Hahahahaha, feel refreshed."

"It doesn't matter if you run away, I'll let you run away. If you have the ability, continue. If you have the nerve to show off your little cleverness, let it rot in the ground."

The barrage started a melee again.

On the surface, the audience in the live broadcast room still defends and believes in Wen Jianyan. After all, they have seen the other party's desperate counterattacks and survival in difficult situations too many times. They also know how many miracles this anchor has created.

But the question is... of every celebrity anchor who has died in the past, which one has not created miracles?

And eyes

As if realizing that his actions were futile, Wen Jianyan retracted his legs and stopped trying to destroy the soil from the inside.

He raised his eyes and stared at the soil above his head.

The cold soil covered the top, and it was sparse and vaguely light-transmitting. It was obvious that there was only a thin layer left, but at this moment, it looked as heavy as a big mountain, pressing motionlessly on top of the head, blocking all escapes. hope.

It's almost suffocating.

He turned around and started groping around.

Obviously, Wen Jianyan was aware of the mason's tricks, so he decided to give up looking for a way out here and instead look for other weak points further away.

After all, the small piece of land above his head is sealed, but he can't seal everything, right?

Masons indeed cannot.

But that's about it.

And the audience who knew the truth were even more heartbroken.

"...Damn it, but the masons sealed off the area for a hundred meters."

"Damn, it's so **** poisonous. It doesn't give anyone any way to survive."

How to do?

Everyone in the audience was at a loss.

Every avenue they could think of was blocked.

After all, the game maker is also the anchor. He clearly knows the advantages and disadvantages of a anchor, and knows what methods a anchor will take to deal with such problems.

more importantly…

The mason is more senior, more vicious, and more unscrupulous.

Wen Jianyan's success rate is only one in a thousand, and there is no room for error.

And his first step was already wrong.

Seeing that Wen Jianyan did not leave immediately, but continued to explore nearby, the audience couldn't help but become anxious:

"Ah ah ah, don't waste time around here, it's useless!!"

"Anchor, please quickly find a direction and move forward. If you don't take action, it will be too late!"

Unfortunately, because this crisis involves another anchor, all related barrages have been blocked. Even if the barrages are as urgent as ants on a hot pot, all their suggestions and quarrels cannot reach Wen Jian at all. In Yan's ears.

But Wen Jianyan was still wasting time.

His hands moved through the surrounding soil, searching for something.

"...how long is left?"

"fifteen minutes."

"Don't forget that this is underground...there is nothing but dirt. You will see ghosts only if you don't get lost. Even if you run completely in the opposite direction, you are lucky. It is not impossible to die hundreds of meters underground." ."

Suddenly, Wen Jianyan made a sudden movement.

He seemed to have touched something.

On the screen, the young man's eyelids drooped, and a fleeting smile seemed to pass over his lips.

The next second, he began to pull hard in the soil in front of him. Soon, a purple hand belonging to a dead body appeared in the soil.

There was a sudden pause in the live broadcast room where integrity comes first.

"…ah?"

"Good guy, I was shocked. Where did the body come from here?"

"I remembered, didn't the club member ambush and kill an anchor here before? But... I don't understand. What is he doing with this body?"

Following his palms, arms... Wen Jianyan touched the body all the way.

Then, he came under the body.

He placed his palms against the corpse, arched his body slightly, and kicked the corpse's back with his feet, ready to go—

Integrity First Live Room:

"Oh! He is planning to use the anchor's body to overturn the soil!"

"Can it be useful?"

"It's useful. After all, a corpse is a dead thing and can open up the soil. But the problem is that the effect of the props will not be destroyed because of this..."

"What's the meaning?"

At this moment, Wen Jianyan's body slowly stretched out, and then he kicked his feet out violently!

Sure enough, as expected, the cold and heavy corpse successfully rushed out from under the soil.

"It means that even though the soil covering the top is gone, the anchor still has to take off the badge when it comes into contact with a large area of ​​land."

The horrific erosion of grave soil on ordinary humans is clear to anyone who has watched the live broadcast.

But...the good news is.

Although Wen Jianyan would pay a heavy price, at least he could escape.

Seeing this, the audience in the live broadcast room couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"—!!"

The corpse opened his eyes suddenly and took a sharp breath. The purple color belonging to the dead began to quickly fade from his skin and turned into the color of the living.

The honesty in the live broadcast room was eerily quiet.

“…”

“…”

"…ha??"

“This guy’s not **** dead????”

Arnold was sitting on the ground, shivering violently. Although the soil had slipped from his body, the coldness contained in the soil was too corrosive, causing his sanity to still drop significantly.

Even though his condition had not fully recovered and his limbs were still stiff, he still used his hands and feet to crawl away from the ground, not wanting to be in contact with the soil for even a second.

Due to his appearance, a layer of soil was lifted up, and a huge hole appeared on the ground.

Integrity First In the live broadcast room, some viewers realized it later.

"Wait a minute, if he just faked his death... wouldn't the anchor be finished now?"

Obviously, the previous anchor faked his death due to props or talents, and this kind of death will be recognized by the copy.

It was precisely because of this that the member of the club who attacked him before was able to take off his badge next to his "corpse", but it was different now.

Now that the corpse is alive, Wen Jianyan is finished.

"Club members" cannot take off their badges when "students" are around them.

If you don't take off the badge, you can't break away from the monster identity, and you can't break the mason's prop blockade.

Now, even the costly but still promising plan was completely rejected.

"...Haha, it's all over!"

Arnold was trembling slightly, but he still managed to open the live broadcast interface and glanced at the time.

As soon as he saw the numbers above, his heart sank suddenly.

There were seven minutes left before the end.

Arnold raised his head and looked around in panic. Soon, he found the white cloth bag languishing in the soil near where he had almost sunk.

He hurriedly rushed forward and pulled up the bag.

For a moment, it didn't move.

After two attempts, it still didn't move.

“…”

Arnold lowered his head and stared at the cloth bag in surprise, showing a suspicious look.

…how come?

But now there was no room for him to spend time thinking carefully.

The "free activity" time for this class will end in less than ten minutes. If he does not bring the bag containing the grave soil back to the school bus within the time limit, he will not be able to take the school bus back to school.

Thinking of this, Arnold couldn't help but raise his head and look around.

Under the dark sky, there are endless yellow-brown graves, and lonely tombs are scattered in the distance. Everything looks weird, cold, and ominous.

Arnold shuddered, and a look of fear flashed across his face.

-He doesn't want to be left here no matter what.

Arnold gritted his teeth and spent a lot of money to activate a rare item.

Soon, the cloth bag that had been firmly sealed under the ground just now was pulled out by him with a force.

Arnold staggered back a few steps and almost fell down.

He took a breath, lowered his head, and looked at the bag on the ground.

I don’t know since when, the cloth bag has been filled with soil, and it fell on the ground crookedly, looking heavy and full.

“…”

Arnold was startled.

He clearly remembered that before he "died", all the soil was spread out.

Why is it full again now?

—and it seems a bit too full.

There are still five minutes left before the school bus starts.

Arnold was heartbroken and decided to take a gamble.

After all, he has no time now.

The cost of loading the grave soil was too great. If he reloaded the grave with soil, it would take at least ten minutes, and more sanity would be needlessly consumed again - he would never be able to catch the school bus in time.

In that case, he will definitely die.

In this case, there is no other option left for Arnold.

He stepped forward, grabbed the mouth of the bag, and tried to lift it up with a strong force.

—

Didn't move.

"?"

Arnold lowered his head and picked it up again.

Still didn't move.

Not only that, he even staggered two steps because of the weight of the bag.

“…”

Arnold looked at the bag with a puzzled look.

—A bag filled with soil, is it so heavy?

Forget it, never mind.

Arnold activated the power-enhancing props, gritted his teeth, threw the small bag over his shoulder, then stumbled towards the direction he came from, one foot deep and one foot shallow.

From the beginning, the Integrity First live broadcast room has been shrouded in strange silence.

The development of the situation was beyond every audience's imagination, so much so that they didn't know what to say for a while. They could only stare at the screen in the live broadcast room without saying a word, watching things move towards a very outrageous, but... It seems to be developing in a very reasonable direction.

Finally, someone in the audience slowly typed a question mark: "?"

What the fuck?

"So... what this means is that the anchor actually just faked his death. The anchor kicked him out of the grave soil and he lived. Then the anchor took the opportunity to get into the bag with enough grave soil so that this easy man could be used as human flesh. The driver carries himself back, right?”

"Haha, it seems so."

"How did he get into such a small bag?"

"Are you stupid? Do you think that this kind of bag that can hold grave soil, or only the grave soil of dead bodies, can be an ordinary object? And remember, the anchor is now a 'monster', and the last club member directly removed it from the bag It has made a sneak attack on someone, which shows that this thing can pretend to be someone from the beginning."

“…”

“…”

A barrage slowly asked a heart-wrenching question:

"I just want to know...were these part of the host's plan from the beginning?"

-Yes.

Wen Jianyan lay in the bumpy bag and carefully changed his position.

In fact, before he took the initiative to put on the badge, he already had a plan in mind.

At that time, under the pressure of the masons and his teammates, Wen Jianyan was forced to retreat, and then he stepped on something. After staggering, he lowered his head and looked -

In the thin layer of soil, lay a blue-black dead hand.

In the moment of being stunned, many thoughts quickly flashed through Wen Jianyan's mind...

And a lot of questions.

It's the corpse's hand.

Why is it outside the soil layer?

Is this a bit too shallow?

Since the body was buried so shallowly, why couldn't the previous club member get the badge from the deceased?

unless…

Whether or not the badge can be found has nothing to do with how deep it is buried.

In the flash of lightning, Wen Jianyan remembered the anchor's palms after rummaging in the dirt - pale and covered with dirt.

There is no trace of black and blue at all.

Wen Jianyan has also touched the soil, and there has been no similar situation.

You know, this is not the first time he has entered this cemetery, nor is it the first time he has come into contact with these graves, but a similar situation has never happened before.

However, according to his observation of the anchor's actions, the moment the other person put his hand into the soil, his fingers were corroded by the Yin Qi and began to turn green and black like a corpse.

Looking at the blue-black hand under his feet, filled with the decaying aura of the dead, in an instant, those seemingly inconspicuous clues were connected.

Wen Jianyan understood the truth of the matter almost immediately.

—This is the anchor’s unique talent.

If he had to guess...

This gift may be similar to mediumship.

With dangerous contact, traces of corpse transformation will appear on his body, so when he touches the soil, his fingers will turn blue and black, but other people except him will not.

Once he encounters a fatal crisis, he will become a "corpse".

But this is not death.

For example, the stress response of some animals in nature when encountering natural enemies, even breathing and heartbeat are so slight that they are almost undetectable.

And this also explains why the body was not buried deeply, but the club anchor couldn't get the badge from him.

-Of course because he wasn't dead in the first place.

ha. Wen Jian smiled silently.

So that's it.

So, he put on his badge in full view of the public, chose to act as a "monster", and fell into the grave with a high profile.

Wen Jianyan is a timid person.

Timid and life-saving.

Why take risks when there is no way out?

However, at that time, he had not yet fully figured out how to use this information to escape.

Until just now.

When Wen Jianyan found that he could not leave the soil, he immediately realized...

The masons wanted to bury him completely alive.

Wen Jianyan was not naive enough to think that if it didn't work here, then he could go out somewhere else.

But I have seen with my own eyes that Wen Jianyan can move freely under the ground in this state.

Then, he would not be able to seal off only the vicinity of the tomb, but would cover the entire area.

—Wen Jianyan would do this even if he came.

Now that there is too little time left, Wen Jianyan neither dares to gamble, nor can he afford it - after all, no one knows better than him how bad his luck is. What if he is really lost under the soil? Isn't it certain to die?

It can be said…

Wen Jianyan never thought about finding a way from the beginning.

Rather than being exhausted from running around, he still prefers to be at ease and wait for work.

Just like now.

Wen Jianyan lay in the bag, feeling the bumps on the ground, and squinted his eyes in comfort.

—You don’t even have to rush by yourself anymore, that’s great.

*

The two hours of outdoor practical class flew by almost in a blink of an eye.

On the shabby school bus, "students" and "club members" have returned to their seats.

but…

This time, compared with when we arrived, there were more empty seats on the school bus, making it seem very empty. However, the substitute teacher standing at the door of the bus didn't seem to care about these "disappeared" students.

He lowered his head as if checking the time.

In their seats, several people in the Orange Candy team were restless.

It was only after they got off the bus that they learned Wen Jianyan's whereabouts from Orange Tang.

The deal is done, and they can only continue to implement the plan left by the other party.

They knew that with Wen Jianyan's habits, he would definitely not be able to act independently.

"How long is left?" Yun Bilan asked.

Su Cheng: "...two minutes."

As members of the club, they are all in a faceless state, and their emotional changes cannot be heard through their deliberately blurred voices.

But even so, others in the team could still sense a hint of instability and danger in their conversation.

Orange candy held up her chin:

"Don't worry, he will make it in time!"

Although she didn't know how she came about, she seemed to have great confidence in Wen Jianyan.

There's only one last minute left before driving.

There was a rush of footsteps outside the car.

Orange Candy: "Look, I just said, he must..."

Before she could finish her words, the next second, an anchor covered in dirt rushed into the car panting and stumbling. On his shoulders, he was carrying a bag that was particularly bulging from the grave soil.

The moment he rushed up, the whole car seemed to shake.

He is obviously not Wen Jianyan.

Orange candy: “…”

?

The last half minute.

At this time, Orange Tang couldn't sit still anymore. She turned sideways, leaned against the window, and looked out through the dirty glass, as if she wanted to find something.

Outside is a dark tomb. Looking around, not a single person can be seen.

There are only ten seconds left.

"damn it…"

Orange Candy was restless, "Where is that guy?"

Five seconds.

Yun Bilan stood up suddenly, but was quickly pushed back by the teammate next to her. Tian Ye quickly lowered his voice to comfort: "Sister Yun, calm down, calm down, there is no use for you to go out now-"

One second.

Time is up.

The car door made a harsh metal friction sound and slowly closed.

Immediately afterwards, the engine hummed and the vehicle slowly started amidst the bumps.

Yun Bilan was pushed back to her seat, her expression gloomy.

Su Cheng didn't speak the whole time. He slowly turned his head and looked around inside the car.

Orange Candy was also a little confused: "...Huh? Huh?? What's going on??"

No one came up? It shouldn’t be!

She took out her phone.

As the captain, Orange Candy has the authority to check the status and location of his teammates - although the number of times is limited, it can at least come in handy at critical moments.

In the list of teammates, the name "Pinocchio" is prominently listed.

Apparently, he's still alive.

Orange Tang was startled.

"What's wrong?" Ai Cheng asked from the side.

Orange Candy raised his head in confusion:

"...He's in the car."

*

The school bus swayed in the darkness and gradually drove away from the cemetery.

I don’t know how much time passed, but the blurry and dirty car window began to gradually become brighter. In the white distance, the gate of Yuying Comprehensive University appeared.

With harsh braking, the vehicle finally came to a stop.

The car door opened with a creak.

The teacher stood up and looked at everyone in the car: "Students, our outdoor practice class has come to an end now. I hope to see you all again next semester."

In the carriage, the anchors gradually woke up.

They looked pale, tired, and covered in dust. They didn't respond at all to the teacher's words, only a look of indifference on their faces.

—I don’t want to have another semester, thank you.

"Okay," the teacher patted the car and said, "students can now get off the car in an orderly manner and just leave the collected soil on the seats."

Under the guidance of the teacher, the anchors got off the bus one after another.

The club members followed closely behind.

The carriage gradually emptied.

The orange candy slowly fell to the end.

Soon, the open car door was close at hand.

Just when he was about to pass by the teacher, suddenly, the orange candy moved.

She was extremely explosive. When she arched her back, she was like a cheetah. In just a blink of an eye, she nimbly rushed towards the driver of the car.

In less than a second, she arrived at the cab.

I don’t know what Orange Candy did. The next second, the opaque glass was split open and bent with terrible force.

There were exclamations in the live broadcast room.

However, before Orange Candy could make the next move, her wrist was tightly grasped.

She turned her head, and the teacher stood aside, looking at her condescendingly.

The false smile on the other party's face has been removed, and the pale face is calm and frightening for no reason: "Classmate, for your safety, it is best not to approach the cab."

“…”

Orange Candy glanced at his hand.

The girl's slender wrist had been pinched and deformed. The other party's cold corpse-like fingers were firmly embedded in her skin, and the terrifying green and black color began to spread from the contact location.

The health value also began to slide downwards rapidly.

“…”

Orange Candy showed an innocent smile:

"Okay, thank you teacher."

The teacher let go of his hand.

Orange Tang took one last look in the direction of the cab, then turned around and walked off the school bus without hesitation.

As soon as she got out of the car, the smile on her face disappeared completely, leaving only a cold and gloomy look.

"He's not there."

Looking at his teammates in front of him, Orange Tang said.

"..." Wei Cheng frowned, "Not here? Then where can he be?"

There was only such a big place on the bus, and it wasn't in the carriage or on the cab... So where else could he be?

At this time, Su Cheng looked at Orange Candy and suddenly asked:

"So, what's in the cab? Have you seen it?"

Orange Tang's face seemed a little unhappy.

"…a paper figurine."

What?

The other people were stunned.

Yes, inside that plastic partition, sitting in the driver's seat was a lifeless paper-thin human.

The gray-white face, raised corners of the mouth, black eyes, and bright red cheeks looked particularly terrifying in the dim light.

It was it that brought them to that cold and terrifying cemetery.

And in the position of the rearview mirror of the cab, there is a lucky boy hanging precariously.

Su Cheng fell silent and seemed thoughtful.

"So, what's next for us? What are we going to do?"

Tian Tian asked.

"What else can be done?"

Orange Candy glanced at Tianye and said angrily.

"Of course, let's complete the plan first."

Although Wen Jianyan is currently missing, according to the information that the captain can grasp, the other party is at least safe now. So, the only option left to them now...

They just have to continue to finish what they haven't finished yet.

"Oh..." Tian Tian asked carefully, "Then... what is our next step?"

When they were at the cemetery, due to time and occasion issues, Orange Candy didn't reveal all of her plans to them.

Therefore, they just followed it first. As for the reason, they actually didn't know very well.

While talking, the group of people had already walked out of the area near the school bus.

Hearing Tianye's question, Orange Tang didn't answer immediately. He smiled, showing his snow-white teeth:

"Look, who is that person?"

Not far ahead, you can vaguely see a familiar figure—

"...Weasel?" Several people were startled and asked in shock.

At this time, they seemed to react: "Wait a minute, he just participated in our elective course this time?"

"right."

Orange Candy shrugged and said, "I don't know how that guy did it, but when we were in the car, he had obviously discovered that the person was also doing the outdoor practice course."

"Moreover, he acted in a team."

This was also discovered by Wen Jianyan.

When acting as members, no one knows each other's identities, but some people can still stick together because of this - in fact, when he was attacked by the weasels in the cafeteria, Wen Jianyan had already realized that the weasels Not acting alone.

At least three people attacked him at that time.

However, since this information was not important for the time being, he quietly hid the matter.

While on the school bus, by observing the weasel and interacting with other people around him, Wen Jianyan was completely sure of one thing:

Although they had broken up with Swamp and the others, Weasel definitely had teammates in the club.

However, this binding is much weaker.

At best, it's just a tentative agreement.

However, in such a temporary agreement, they must know each other's "student" status, or at least be able to communicate with each other and act together while in the "student" state.

Therefore, Wen Jianyan's plan is actually very simple.

—Keep an eye on this weasel during the outdoor practice class, and use him to confirm the membership status of other people around him and the number of badges in his hands.

The association does not allow members to fight among themselves.

but…

If they took off their badges and turned back into normal humans, wouldn't it be considered "infighting"?

Orange Tang showed a big smile. She looked innocent and cute, but she had an inexplicable anger that made people feel chilled all over.

"So, what do you think we're going to do?"

She moved her fingers, blinked expectantly, and said excitedly:

"Of course it's robbery."

*

There was dead silence inside the school bus.

On the ground in the third row of the carriage, a full cloth bag suddenly moved.

Wen Jianyan heard that the footsteps outside had completely disappeared.

The "student" should have left.

So, he was ready to leave these graves and go out to pick up the badge.

However, before he could open the bag, Wen Jianyan felt his body shake violently.

"…!"

The vehicle seemed to be moving again.

"???"

Wen Jianyan hid in the bag, his pupils shaking.

Wait a minute, wait a minute...Why is the car starting to drive again?

Class is over, where are we going? !

Wen Jianyan struggled to poke his head out of the bag and carefully looked around. After confirming that there was no one around, he looked furtively out of the car window.

This time, the car did not drive out of the school gate, but drove inside the campus.

Less than a minute later, the school bus stopped again.

"Crunch—"

The school bus door opened again.

"!!"

Wen Jianyan was frightened, trembled, and dove back into the bag again.

In the darkness, through the cloth bag, he felt as if someone was getting into the car.

The tattered school bus shuddered and swayed.

Wen Jianyan waited in fear.

Soon, he felt that the cloth bag he was in was being moved.

"!"

Wen Jianyan froze in the soil, motionless.

Soon, he realized that the bag he was in was being moved out of the car and being transported to an unknown place.

"…Good weight."

Someone is communicating overhead.

"It seems that the harvest this time is not small."

"Great, he will be happy."

"..."

Wen Jianyan huddled in the bag, looking weak, pitiful and helpless.

Help, help...:,,