Perhaps because he turned back into a human being, the mechanical sound that had been silent for an entire copy began to jingle in Wen Jianyan’s ears:

[Ding! The abnormal status of the anchor is detected and cleared, and the live broadcast accumulated settlement is unfrozen!]

"In the e-level live broadcast room [Integrity First], the average number of viewers per hour is 60,000, and 6,000 points can be redeemed!"

[Congratulations to the anchor for achieving this achievement: everyone is watching!]

[Ding! Your points have reached the upgrade standard, and the live broadcast room will be upgraded to level D!]

"Your live broadcast room is still 50,000 points short of the next upgrade. Please keep up your efforts and create greater glory!"

“During your live broadcast, a total of 11,876 people tipped you, and you received a total of 25,000 points.

It is detected that the anchor is a D-level anchor. The system will extract 10% of the commission for your live broadcast, deduct the points used before settlement, and settle the points in your account: 4000."

[Dungeon exploration degree: 96 Reward points: 20,000

Current plot modification degree: 100 Reward points: 80,000]

[The remaining balance in your account is: 114000]

"The ultimate main mission of the Fukang Private General Hospital copy:???Triggered!"

"Completion time limit: two hours"

"Note: If the task fails, all survival time and points will be deducted, and the anchor's live broadcast room will be closed immediately."

Wen Jian was so dizzy as he spoke that he finally stopped. With a pale face, he straightened up and looked down at the "Holy Infant" he was still holding tightly.

Since the one-clock experience card of [Mother of the World] expired, the human baby-sized "Holy Infant" began to dehydrate and become smaller again, and its weight gradually became lighter. Now it has shrunk back to the original size of only one thumb long, but its appearance

But it's very different from before.

The color of the baby's body changed from purple to white, and the body was no longer deformed and shriveled. The baby's small pink fists were clenched on his chest, his body was curled up, his hands were tightly closed, and his expression was peaceful and tranquil, as if he was lying in his mother's arms.

Average.

A system prompt sounded in my ears:

[Ding! The nature of the hidden item (legend) in the copy has changed! 】

[The Holy Infant (Sleeping) is permanently bound to anchor Wen Jianyan]

[Unable to trade]

Wen Jianyan looked slightly startled and lowered his eyes to look at the little baby in his palm.

It was closed, sleeping with a smile on its face, and seemed very happy.

Permanently bound.

In other words...together forever?

To think that their wishes were actually realized in this way.

A soft color flashed across Wen Jian's words. He reached out to pick up the small jar on the operating tray and carefully put the Holy Infant, which was formed by the fusion of one hundred and ten ghost infants, into it.

Perhaps it was due to being bound, so although the copy was still over this time, the jar still faded little by little and was put into the backpack by the live broadcast room system.

[Honesty comes first] In the live broadcast room:

"Good guy... then Black has definitely won this wave. All the legendary hidden items are bound to the captain, how can they lose?"

"I'm so convinced! Black nb!!! [Reward Points 100]"

"However, I always feel that something is not quite right. Generally speaking, when the plot has reached this point, there is a reason to continue with the victory or defeat. Why is the dungeon still over?"

"Did the red side do something?"

"When I go to the other side and take a look, I always feel like the other side has some trump card."

"Go too!"

At this moment, the air around Wen Jianyan fluctuated slightly, and a shallow white shadow emerged.

Although the woman's facial features are very blurry, a familiar outline can still be vaguely discerned.

Lin Qing.

She is a rebel and a protector.

Whether it was risking his life to collect evidence despite being in danger while he was still alive, or the hairpin that was quietly stuffed into the palm of his hand just now...

Whether it's life or death.

Staring at the white shadow in front of me, the fear of the first meeting disappeared.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and said slowly and solemnly:

"Dr. Lin, thank you very much."

Lin Qing smiled. Different from the pain and sorrow in the previous hidden route, she now looked particularly calm and serene. She shook her head and her voice was a little ethereal:

"Thank you for protecting me brother."

She leaned down and placed a kiss on the young man's forehead: "Thank you for being your ex-boyfriend."

Her voice reached Wen Jianyan's ears:

"Be careful under the bed."

Wen Jianyan's heart was shaken, and he raised his head to look at the woman in front of him.

The moment the voice fell, the white shadow disappeared.

Not far away, Lin Qing's withered corpse on the delivery bed where she was tied to death also began to disappear, annihilated like smoke, and eventually scattered into a room of dust.

A strong wind passed by, and a scalpel flashing with cold light was thrust straight towards Wen Jianyan!

Wen Jianyan, who was wary, dodged to the side. Although he moved quickly, his ankles were still tightly tied to the bed, restricting his movement.

The sharp blade grazed the side of the neck and penetrated deep into the operating bed. A shallow wound was cut on the young man's neck, and the blood flowed like a scarlet snake licking down the skin.

Wen Jianyan barely dodged the blow and looked towards the bed.

The dean crawled out from under the bed with a blade in his hand, a crazy smile on his face.

His head and neck were cut open, leaving only a small layer of skin on the back that was still barely connected. Although his body was in pieces, it was obvious that he was still "alive" in a sense.

"Do you think it's really possible to kill?"

"Where is the Holy Infant? Where did you hide the Holy Infant?"

The dean seems to be crazy.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you until everything is clear." He chuckled in his throat and stared at Wen Jianyan with his asymmetrical eyes:

"She has a pair of beautiful eyes...and her body is very strong. Once they are put on her body, they will last for a long time."

Wen Jianyan also laughed: "That's great, damn, I didn't feel like I was relieved enough just now."

He wasn't afraid of this guy when he was in a desperate situation just now, not to mention that he still has his hands free and has plenty of money in his account. Isn't this an opportunity to relieve his anger?

The young man narrowed his eyes slightly, the amber beads shining brightly.

However, the next second, the dean in front of him suddenly froze.

His eyes were wide open, as if his forehead was glaring out. His broken body was stiff, frozen in place. The scalpel in his hand clattered, and his whole body seemed to have been hit hard.

Normally, he began to twitch crazily, and his crazy and terrifying appearance made people shudder.

Wen Jianyan was startled, couldn't help but pause, and looked over with some confusion.

...what's going on?

You obviously do everything, but...did something just happen?

For unknown reasons, a strange and ominous premonition slowly spread, making his hair stand on end and his spine running cold.

Although it is a good thing for him that the other party loses the ability to resist.

but……

It always feels like something is out of control.

"Zizi"——"Zizi"——

The lightbulb above the head flashed crazily, even more violently than the movement that had just summoned the Holy Infant. The temperature in the air dropped sharply, as if an ice blade had cut through the skin, causing a painful touch.

The nameless darkness descends silently.

It escaped from the inside of the dean's body, like a non-threatening shadow, peeking out from the seams bit by bit, slowly, seamlessly, swallowing up the light and shadow in the room bit by bit.

That power is so peaceful, yet so cold, destructive, and omnipresent.

As if he couldn't bear it anymore, the dean's body began to collapse.

A literal collapse.

From the fingers, to the arms, to the head, and then to the body, it seems to be made of piled sand castles, vulnerable to the erosion of running water, and quickly turned into ashes.

The remaining body parts could no longer make any sounds, and the remaining balls on the head were spinning wildly, as if they still couldn't believe what was happening, and Wuwuxi let out a shrill scream.

Darkness, more darkness, a darkness that seems to be able to swallow everything descends.
To be continued...