Number 893453: So frustrated, why hasn't 10086 been out gathering supplies lately? There's no new material at all! Damn, he's so cool when he fights!
Number 734563: Yeah, especially when 10086 is wearing his battle suit, he really looks like a superhero. Just thinking about it gives a thrill.
Number 146534: Wait, aren't you a guy? Can you please stop, I'm scared.
Number 734563: Hehe, can't guys get excited? (winking emoji)
Waldo looked at the chat, initially with a smile on his lips. However, as the chat records beca more and more inappropriate, his whole face drooped.
"Are these people a bunch of perverts?" Alanna and Helen didn't seem to like how they were talking about Waldo.
However, he secretly felt a little flattered. "Well, at least they find 'cute'." Alanna wanted to type and confront these fans in the group, but Waldo stopped her.
"Let it go. We need to stay low-key. If you start arguing with them, it might draw unnecessary attention. Our main task is to gather intelligence."
Helen smiled confidently.
"Don't worry, I'm good at infiltrating enemy groups." Alanna was also more determined now.
"Alright, I'll bear with it. But I'll note down their IDs, so if I encounter them again, I'll give them a lesson!" Waldo chuckled and rubbed Alanna's head.
He was glad that she was willing to protect him like that.
"Thanks, Alanna. But let's focus on the task at hand. We'll let them keep talking in the group." Helen added, "And we can always confront them later when the ti is right."
"Exactly," Waldo agreed. The chat kept flashing with ssages, with many people chatting. Among so useless ssages, they managed to gather so useful information.
Number 834534: Any experienced drivers here? Let's get moving quickly!
Number 365634: I get the hint! Start the engines!
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Number 845674: Is there more? Keep them coming! I hope you all can be more accommodating!
Number 235663: Any animated pictures? Images are not enough to satisfy!
[Number 365634 has been muted by Administrator Number 10010 for ten minutes]
Number 10010: Everyone, this is the 10086 fan group, so if you're here to share explicit content, please leave, okay?
Number 65533: Yeah, and why don't you all focus on doing real work! I was invited here by a friend, saying there's work to be done and we can earn supplies, that's why I ca!
Number 74534: That's right, I ca here out of curiosity, but nothing is happening. I'm leaving the group now.
Number 10000: If you want to work, private ssage .
Huh?
Work?
Private ssage?
Waldo found it suspicious.
"Alanna, you and Helen should private ssage Number 10000. Let's see what they are up to." Alanna nodded and imdiately sent a private ssage.
"Hi, Administrator, I also want to work." Number 10000 replied quickly. "Do you know what 'work' ans?" Alanna was taken aback and looked at Waldo.
"Hmm, I think it's like a part-ti job, right? They ntioned sothing about earning supplies." Waldo thought for a mont.
"Yes, it should be so kind of work where you need to contribute labor." Confident in her response, Alanna sent the ssage.
"I know, 'work' is like a part-ti job, right?"
Number 10000 was speechless for a mont.
Of course, "doing work" ans doing it as a part-ti job!
But what I asked was about the specific details of the work.
It seems this person wasn't introduced by soone they know; otherwise, they would have understood the true aning of "doing work."
Sorry, we have enough people for the job right now. We don't need anyone else at the mont. We'll contact you if we need more help later.
After that, no matter how much Alanna tried to persuade him, Number 10000 ignored her.
Alanna looked at Waldo with a grievous expression. "I did as you said, but how did it turn out like this?"
Waldo felt a bit embarrassed. He didn't expect the other party to be so cautious. He thought it would be a simple task, but now it seed a bit more complicated than he initially thought. He was concerned that he may have spooked them too much.
At this mont, Helen suggested, "Waldo, why don't we ask those people who said they wanted to work? They might know so insider information."
Waldo's eyes lit up. "Yes, Helen, go and talk to them!"
Alanna had already spooked them, so it was better for her to stay quiet and lay low.
Helen nodded and found the survivor who claid to be here to work.
"Hi!"
Number 745345: Yes, what's up?
Number 1314: Hey, can you tell what 'doing work' ans? I saw you ntioning that we can earn supplies by working. Can you give so guidance?
Number 745345: I'm not sure, I don't know what you're talking about!
This survivor was tight-lipped, directly denying any involvent in the matter.
But Helen wouldn't easily give up. "Hey, handso, I really want to earn so supplies. I'm almost starving. Can you help out?"
At this point, the survivor seed to be willing to talk more.
"Well, let tell you this, but I also need supplies, and having one more person ans more competition for , you know what I an?"
Helen saw an opening in his response and continued her persuasion. "Handso, I'm willing to trade so supplies with you! Please, just tell what I need to do!"
Number 745345 remained unmoved. "Show ten loaves of bread first."
Helen didn't imdiately agree and instead teased him a bit. "Ten loaves of bread? That seems quite expensive."
Number 745345 chuckled. "You don't understand. The rewards for this job are way more than that. I'm being honest, I won't deceive you."
After the deal was made, Helen asked, "So, what exactly do I need to do?"
Number 745345 replied, "Actually, it's not that complicated. You just need to find Number 10000 and tell him the words 'black' , and he'll invite you to another group."
Helen was taken aback. It seed like her speculation was right; there really was soone orchestrating the situation from behind the scenes.
Waldo's expression also turned serious. He never expected soone would go to such lengths to sar his reputation.
Fortunately, Helen and Alanna were sensitive enough to notice the problem in ti. After closing the chat, Helen looked at Waldo. "What do you think? Should we continue to find Number 10000?"
Waldo didn't hesitate and slapped his thigh. "Of course, we must go! Why not? I'm really curious to know who's behind all this."
"And, we shouldn't waste those ten loaves of bread either." Helen chuckled.
"Alright, I'll go find him and join that other group." Helen sent a ssage to Number 10000.
Number 10000 was used to receiving private ssages from people seeking to join the group. When he saw that it was a new mber with the ID "1314," he raised an eyebrow.
"Is this another person here to ask for work?" Helen got straight to the point, "Hi, I'm here for 'black' ."
"Oh!" Number 10000 didn't waste any words.
"I got it. Welco to the group."
Soon, Helen received an invitation to join the new group.
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