The title of this second main quest successfully rendered the six players silent once again.
Is there not a single serious task in this beginner's instance?!
Just as they were thinking that, the prompt on the lightscreen changed—
[Task Description: Erin has been sick lately with a strange illness. It feels like there are lots of bugs crawling in that place, so itchy and uncomfortable.
Having had the deepest communication with Erin, you surely wouldn't stand by and do nothing under such circumstances, right?
Help Erin, relieve her itch, and restore her to health!]
[Entering task countdown now—]
[48:00:00—]
[47:59:59—]
Wen Nan: (ಠ.̫.̫ಠ)
Sothing's off.
This map, this task description, it's all way too weird.
Staring at that segnt of text, Wen Nan fell into deep thought.
anwhile, all the mbers present were looking at Wen Nan's face with a peculiar gaze.
Wen Nan was startled, "Does my face have the mission answer written on it?"
Huang Yan raised his hand, pointing at the lightscreen above, "Boss, this task... seems unrelated to us, doesn't it? It's simply... tailor-made for you, right?"
Not to ntion that the five of them had handed their soul dolls over to the president. Now, aside from the president who has six targets to court, none of them has any, leaving no one to help "relieve the itch."
Even if they hadn't handed over their soul dolls, the task description clearly stated "Erin," which has nothing to do with other courtship targets and can only be for helping the character "Erin" relieve her itch.
The "Erin" as a courtship target had been picked by their president from the start.
"Indeed, the main task is still on the president," Guo Xiaofu nodded, agreeing with Huang Yan.
Hu Jiayao couldn't help but chuckle and said, "President, this task, it seems like all you need to do is step up and help... facilitate it? Then, besides cheering you on, there's probably nothing we can do."
Listening to a few mbers' teasing remarks, Wen Nan felt helpless,
"Do you really think a main quest in an instance would be set to only be effective for one player? Then why bring in 6 players from the start? Wouldn't it have been better to just let in alone?"
That is indeed a fact.
All previous tasks were ant for all players, there's no reason for it to suddenly beco a single-player ga here.
Then...
The other mbers quickly switched from joking expressions to ones of confusion.
Wen Nan shook his head, clarifying, "The 'Erin' ntioned in this task description definitely isn't my CEO target."
Is that so? Then who could it be?
"It's Erin Group," Gu Jinxing said in a low voice.
Upon hearing this, the others caught on.
During their first main quest, they were all focused on looting and gathering equipnt, completely ignoring the map's background information, so they naturally overlooked the situation of the company they were in.
Now reminded by Wen Nan and Gu Jinxing, they rembered that this company and its founder, Guan Ailin, share the sa na.
In other words, this second main quest, setting aside the seemingly suggestive descriptions, essentially asks players to identify the hidden threat in this company and then eliminate it?
"Rectifying the workplace?" The youngest in the group, Guo Xiaofu, a true Gen Z, was suddenly intrigued, "This is what I'm best at!"
"Tch." Huang Yan sneered at Guo Xiaofu, "Do you really think it's that simple? Then tell us, what's wrong with Erin Group's workplace? Why is it itchy?"
Why the workplace itches...
The question was so strange that Guo Xiaofu was left speechless.
Wen Nan stood to the side, lost in his thoughts, when a system notification sounded in his mind—
9527: [It is now 8:36 AM, and your company's clock-in ti is 9:00. Being late for more than 15 minutes counts as absenteeism, which will cost you the best chance to et your supervisor, your chosen target. Please be aware.]
Wen Nan: …
Almost forgot about this damned commute clock-in.
"Let's head to the company first; we'll discuss further issues in our guild chat," Wen Nan instructed.
Other mbers imdiately responded in unison.
When the others had gradually departed, Wen Nan stood in the middle of the living room, adjusting the sleeve hanging on his left side with his right hand.
"Is your left hand alright?"
Yu Shujun, who had co out of nowhere from the bedroom, pointed at Wen Nan's wrist hanging by his side and asked softly.
During the countdown for the previous mission settlent, Wen Nan's wrist had been entangled by soul threads, digging into the flesh, and he barely made it for the first settlent.
Yu Shujun rushed over to help Wen Nan cut the soul threads, preventing his left hand from being completely controlled by that small doll.
However, the effect of the soul threads embedded in his wrist was real and deep; Wen Nan's left hand was now useless, barely able to lift it.
"No problem," Wen Nan shrugged with a smile, "Hero Yang beca famous after losing an arm. My left hand's immobility doesn't stop from using my divine right hand to make them submit."
Yu Shujun automatically ignored the latter part of his suggestive comnt and asked, "Who is Hero Yang?"
Wen Nan didn't bother to explain, just pointing to the doll still hanging on Yu Shujun's sword tip, "Does this count as damaging public property? Will you be penalized by the ga world?"
"No." Yu Shujun lifted the blade and casually removed the small doll impaled on it, handing it back to Wen Nan, saying calmly, "Destroying a character's soul doll isn't breaking ga rules."
Wen Nan heard this and was slightly startled, "So you an, even if the soul thread is triggered, as long as I can eliminate the soul doll, I can prevent the inverted Tiangang formation from appearing?"
"Eliminate?" Yu Shujun slowly repeated Wen Nan's words, with a hint of amusent, as if Wen Nan had just told a funny joke.
"Hmm," Yu Shujun nodded lightly, "You can try."
Wen Nan furrowed his brow slightly, watching Yu Shujun's retreating back, contemplating for a while before he couldn't help but pick up the CEO's soul doll, inserting his fingers into the hole in its middle and poking around.
Even though it was just a doll, Wen Nan always felt that the mont his fingers entered, those empty button eyes were gazing at him with added resentnt.
The next mont, a system ssage echoed in his mind—
[She-devil: Bring a box of painkillers when you co to the office.]
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