Chapter 278

No one has ever seen a dimmed name light up again.

This kind of thing never happened in nightmares.

Never.

As soon as the incident happened, an anchor immediately noticed it. Someone took a screenshot of Wen Jianyan's ring ranking avatar that lit up without warning, and posted it to the forum in disbelief, which almost immediately aroused group ridicule.

"You're laughing so hard, but you should also use some common sense when trying to impress people."

"I'm really speechless. Can't you newbies be honest about the reality? In order to deceive yourself and others, you have started to use photos to deceive others."

But soon similar screenshots of bloody profit began to fly on the homepage, and the number of coupons increased more and more. Even those sarcastic and sincere broadcasters were not convinced, and they were already on the ranking list.

Confirm...and was immediately shocked by the icon that suddenly lit up.

They could hardly believe their eyes.

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"I'll go, what's going on? It's really bright."

"Can a dead person be resurrected? Is there something wrong with the nightmare system?"

When I realized that this was not a prank, but real, the related discussion on the forum soared again.

Some anchors think that the ignorant newcomer is dead long ago, and the current online situation is just a system failure. Some anchors hold the opposite attitude, thinking that the previous gray screen is the fault, but No. 034 is still alive and well.

Some anchors who looked relatively senior at first glance said that the system had never malfunctioned from beginning to end. It was only the mysterious No. 034 who had unknown and strange talents that could save his life from the hands of death.

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—At that time, the entire forum was noisy.

This moment of chaos did not last long.

After just over a minute, all the anchors who were watching the forum felt their phones vibrate.

The next second, at the top of the screen, a message with a golden-red light effect suddenly appeared, scrolling continuously in front of everyone's eyes - this light effect was very familiar, only [Congratulations to host Pinocchio for entering the top ten in the overall rankings.

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And Pinocchio is the strongest newcomer at the center of the whirlpool of topics in the entire forum, the resurrected No. 034.

No, we can't call him No. 034 now.

He has now officially entered the top ten in the Dream Demon Points Ranking, becoming the new No. 008.

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The forum homepage, which was refreshing like crazy just now, fell into a rare silence, and the posts on the homepage remained unchanged for more than ten seconds.

Then, after a brief silence, new riots broke out.

"Ah wait a minute, what do I see?"

"0808"

"I'm going, I'm going, I'm going! It's not because I'm dazzled, right? Damn it! I'm going to jump into the top ten!!!!!"

"Oh no, this is too scary..."

"Wait a minute, let me figure it out, so the amount of points he gained in a copy directly promoted him from No. 034 to the top ten in the overall list, right?"

"...How many does this have to be? Can anyone do the math?"

"How awesome do you have to be to get this number of points! According to this progress, it feels like he will be able to redeem the contract termination coupon soon. I'm so confused."

As the guild with the highest standings in Nightmare, Oracle's guild center is located in the center of the entire anchor hall guild area.

Different from Wen Jianyan's small single-story guild hidden in an inconspicuous building on the edge of the city, Oracle's guild headquarters is not only huge in area, but also extremely unique in shape.

From the outside, the Oracle's union center is a luxurious and tall Gothic building, with its pointed roof pointing straight to the sky, stretching for several blocks, solemn and luxurious, with exquisite details, and full of strong religious significance everywhere.

Aura, which fits the guild name "Oracle" very well, is the most conspicuous building in the huge guild area.

Except for the members of this association, few people can actually set foot here.

Under the high dome, there is a long black wooden table full of the atmosphere of the times. Beside the long table, three anchors with ugly faces are sitting, their eyes focused on the large screen floating in the sky.

This is the permanent meeting room inside the oracle.

Within such a large guild, the high-level senior anchors are dispersed most of the time. Only a small number of middle-level anchors who do not frequently play dungeons will stay in the guild as permanent members to deal with some stray matters.

And these three anchors are the permanent members of the Oracle.

Each of them had a gloomy face, staring at the huge screen in front of them. The air fell into a deathly silence, which made them almost breathless.

On the table in front of them, there is a small tablet, which displays the anchors who have lost contact recently, and Musen is among them.

"So, this is the reason why Musen failed."

One of the figures who seemed to be the leader slowly spoke and asked coldly.

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid..."

The person next to him lowered his head with a particularly ashamed look on his face, "Hey, sorry, we didn't expect that this guy would actually follow him into the previous team book."

Whether it was the rumors and intelligence they received or the eyes and ears they were responsible for monitoring, they all said that No. 034 would not enter the next copy. He even made a ostentatious appearance at a luxury reception just a few minutes before the live broadcast started.

I lost a lot of points and had absolutely no conditions to enter the instance...

In the end, I didn't expect that all of this was a trap set up by the other party.

Whether it was the news released or the "president" appearing in public, it was all to make them relax their vigilance, thinking that only the prophet had entered the dungeon, and so they hastily sent out the same candidate as last time.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but lower his head further and gritted his teeth and said: "In the end, it's still that guy Musen. I was ready to replace him, but he couldn't swallow this breath and insisted on following up..."

In fact, Musen's level in the guild is not high, but due to his special talent and viciousness, he has a very high success rate in assassinations, so he has also achieved a certain status and status in the Oracle.

He had the right to speak, so since he couldn't swallow the anger of the failed assassination last time, they let him go.

The result was unexpected...

This time they were severely dealt with!

Now, not only has Musen lost contact in the dungeon, but even the most critical set of wooden cards has been lost, completely missing.

Within the Oracle, only anchors who have gained the trust of the upper management and have gone through layers of screening, approval and verification are eligible to receive this extremely precious and strictly controlled "prop".

It's not so much "getting" as renting.

For every dungeon played by the anchor who obtained this item, the Oracle Headquarters will receive 25% of the points as a share. Once it is lost or becomes invalid due to excessive use, the holder will be severely punished... The specific punishment is

There are very few people who know the contents because almost no one can survive it.

"In short, in short, we have learned a lesson this time," the person who spoke raised his hand, pointed at his sweaty forehead, and stammered, "Leave it to me, I will definitely deal with it -

Before he finished speaking, he was coldly interrupted by his superior:

"Okay, shut up."

The superior raised his eyes, his gloomy gaze falling on the screen.

"Do you think this matter is still within our scope?"

On the screen, the updated rankings are displayed.

The three words "Pinocchio" are clearly listed among them. The number 008 in front of it is particularly eye-catching. The golden and red server-wide announcement above is even more ironic. It is like a slap in the face.

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"He is the newest member of the top ten and should be included in the secret council soon."..."

The other party's face turned pale, and all the sounds were choked in his throat.

...Secret Parliament.

Like its name, the existence of this organization is a secret. Even among the entire Dream Demon, only very few people know about the existence of this organization. Only a few senior guild leaders know of its existence.

Only the top ten in the overall standings are eligible to enter and become a member of it. Its internal structure and organizational methods are completely opaque in the eyes of outsiders.

Even within the Oracle, only two people are qualified to be among them.

That is, their president and a vice president.

In other words, this matter has gone far beyond their capabilities, and the threat from this anchor has reached the highest level.

The superior took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and seemed to have finally made up his mind:

"...Don't say any more, please contact me immediately."

Now that things have reached this point, they have no other choice.

At the same time, the discussion on the forum is still in full swing, and the popularity has not decreased at all.

The anchors who just made fun of Wen Jianyan when his name turned gray knew they were in the wrong, so they almost all deleted their posts and ran away. Only a small number of them are still active, stubbornly insisting on spreading rumors, but the trend is over and they can hardly afford to take it anymore.

The rhythm is here.

The environment of the nightmare live broadcast room is full of blood, violence, and death. It can inspire a person's darkest side to the greatest extent. The characteristics of the anchors who can survive in this environment are very distinctive:

They have a strong desire to survive, a low bottom line, and are particularly strong-willed.
To be continued...