196: Chapter 180: Electric Energy 196: Chapter 180: Electric Energy [Task Type: Regular Task (Team)]
[Task Na: Electric Energy Retrospection]
[Task Objective: Teleport to the killing field, carry the power battery to the specified location and install it]
[Task Ti Limit: 48 hours]
[Task Reward 1: Experience Points 1300]
[Task Reward 2: Ga Coin 2000]
[Task Reward 3: Random items*2, quality depends on clearance rating]
[Task Reward 4: Random Skill Scroll*1, quality depends on clearance rating]
[Task Reward 5: dium Life Potion*1]
[Task Reward 6: Free Attribute Points*1]
[Failure Penalty: None]
[Accept?]
At midnight, the system broadcast echoed in his ears, and the fully-ard Li Cheng glanced at the clock on the wall, confird the ti, and chose to teleport.
When he opened his eyes again, Li Cheng found himself in a tunnel.
The tunnel was circular, ten ters in diater, with walls made of an unknown material resembling cent, and long-lasting lamps embedded in the ceiling.
Ahead in the passage was an alloy door, while the back twisted and turned towards an unknown direction.
Also appearing in the tunnel were three other people.
One was a smart and capable Asian young woman in a suit and leather shoes, wearing narrow-frad glasses, and with a ponytail tied up;
One was a Native Arican mixed-race young man in a grey sweatshirt;
One was a man dressed in red and white motorcycle driver’s uniform, wearing gloves and a riding helt.
The four examined each other, confirming through eye contact that they were all players.
“Let’s introduce ourselves.”
The woman in the suit was the first to break the silence, “I am an Execution Officer from the Global Supernatural Alliance GOC’s East Asia Region, here’s my ID.”
She pulled out a badge that displayed the GOC emblem from her jacket pocket and showed it to the other three people.
At the sa ti, she voluntarily revealed her player ID.
[Born in the Purple Chamber·Zhao Zijing][Lv12]
GOC is an official organization on the side of order, with Zhao Zijing setting an example, the Native Arican mixed-race young man breathed a sigh of relief and also introduced himself, “I’m a mber of the Monster Alliance Guild.”
[Child of the Moon·Midnight Howl][Lv11]
One Level 11 and one Level 12, maybe this task wasn’t as hard as imagined?
Thoughts whirling in his mind, Li Cheng pushed up his glasses on the bridge of his nose and calmly said, “I am Chu Xuan from Dragon Hidden Base, a Colonel, the sole survivor among the first generation of Genetically Modified Persons.”
The atmosphere on the scene suddenly turned frosty, and the motorcycle driver spoke with obvious frustration, “Co on, Ant bro, let’s not play jokes at this ti…”
Indeed, the one wearing that signature red and white uniform was the teammate Li Cheng had previously encountered in the Monster The Park task, the Red Driver from the Thousand Throats Beast Guild.
“Cut it out.” Li Cheng quickly changed his deanor, curling his lip, and like the Red Driver, revealed his own ID.
[Life-Sacrificing Gambler·Ant][Lv12]
[Rocket Team·Red Driver][Lv10]
‘How did he reach Level 12 so quickly?’
The Red Driver felt sowhat astonished within his heart.
Previously, when they had carried out missions together, Ant’s level was almost the sa as his, but now it had increased by two levels.
Even when the driver, as a mber of the Thousand Throats Beast Guild, could take on regular tasks for additional Experience Points.
“Driver, why did you join Team Rocket?!”
Li Cheng frowned, speaking with a tone that seed to reflect disappointnt: “That’s really not a good place to be!”
“It’s just a title prefix, after all.
As a Pokemon Trainer, I’d rather have titles like Smart Elder, Pick-Up King, or Pokemon World Champion…”
The driver said, sounding listless.
Li Cheng continued, “Especially their forr general manager, Morey, who profited from China and yet disparaged it; he enjoyed the substantial benefits while challenging the bottom line of principles, gravely hurting the feelings of Chinese fans, with no room for redemption.”
“Ah, Team Rocket, is it?”
The corner of the Red Driver’s eye twitched, and he again felt a strong sense of testicular pain and tightness in the buttocks.
The manner in which the two conversed and sniped at each other solidified the fact that they had known each other previously.
Zhao Zijing subtly took out an old-fashioned buttoned cell phone and keyed in the na Ant, conducting a search for related information within the offline database of the Global Supernatural Alliance.
The relationship between GOC and the various major guilds was still okay (except for a few oddballs like the Wild Laughter Troupe), maintaining a basic level of information exchange.
However, Li Cheng had not joined any guild, so Zhao Zijing naturally could not find too much information.
Buzz—
The air stirred ripples, and once again, four figures materialized out of thin air, appearing in the tunnel.
They were a young Caucasian female in jogging attire, an African Arican youth with dreadlocks, a burn victim shrouded in bandages with an obscured face, and a Southeast Asian youth dressed in a tailored suit and wearing a designer watch.
Aside from the burn victim, who lay unconscious on the ground, the other three appeared completely unaware of their situation and began to panic and scream upon finding themselves in the tunnel.
“Where is this?”
“How did I get here?”
“Are you kidnappers?
Don’t kill !
My dad can pay the ransom!”
The cries and shouts echoed through the tunnel, and the four players exchanged glances, promptly realizing that these people were probably ordinary individuals swept into the killing field by a rift.
“I’ll handle this.”
With a sigh, Zhao Zijing took out her Global Supernatural Alliance ID with her left hand and, flipping her right hand over, drew out a silenced assault rifle, firing a burst toward the far end of the tunnel.
The piercing sound of the gun instantly quelled the ordinary people who were unaware of the situation.
The dreadlocked African Arican was most likely a gang mber, the outline of a pistol faintly visible beneath his loose-fitting clothes.
However, he was well aware of the firepower difference between his handgun and the assault rifle and imdiately raised both hands and knelt, signaling his lack of threat.
“I am an execution officer affiliated with the Global Supernatural Alliance.
You may not have heard of this organization, and that’s fine.
Just know that I have backing from the United Nations.”
GOC had ample contingency plans for such situations, and Zhao Zijing, following the protocols listed in the work manual, spoke a lot of by-the-book phrases and gathered information from the individuals.
The jogger clad female was nad Catherine, from London, UK, an ordinary white-collar worker, with mories that stopped in late September 2022.
The dreadlocked African Arican youth was nad Miles, from Detroit, United States, a low-tier gang mber, with mories stopping at the beginning of the year 2023.
The Southeast Asian youth with the designer watch was nad ndoza, a scion of a prominent Filipino family, with mories stopping a month ago.
All three claid that they had been leading their lives as usual before suddenly arriving at this tunnel.
Zhao Zijing then asked so common knowledge questions, such as who the first African Arican president of the United States was, what date Christmas Day is, and how many satellites Earth has, etc.
This was to confirm that they were Earthlings and not from the Otherworld.
“Don’t know whether to call you unlucky or lucky.”
With a helpless shake of her head, Zhao Zijing turned to Li Cheng and the others, saying, “These individuals are most likely the missing population from the real world.
They were caught in a rift and have been in a Ti-Space frozen state until now, when they were finally released.”
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