??Chapter 328: Chapter 326 Progressive Anomaly_1
Chapter 328: Chapter 326 Progressive Anomaly_1
“Ugh, whatever, send
today’s tasks. I’ll see which one to start with.”
Colin waved his hand dismissively and took his seat without giving it much thought.
Hu Zheng, on the other hand, hurriedly delivered the report that had been prepared a few days earlier.
After casually accepting it, Colin leaned back in his boss chair, casually placing his feet on the desk, browsing through the contents in his hands as if reclining in a deck chair.
In the rustling sounds…
Colin roughly understood the nearby situation and also got a clear picture of these people.
Among the dozen or so Fate Propellers, there were two or three who had joined the company not long ago, and the matters to be dealt with this ti were mainly their assignnts.
“…according to higher-ups, soone else would handle it even if I didn’t go, so why bother? Oh, I forgot, I still need to accumulate rits. Just pick an easy one, give it a shot, and that should do…”
Colin pursed his lips, flipping through the pages one by one.
He wasn’t afraid of doing tasks; he was wary of accidentally triggering sothing that could complicate the situation significantly.
After all, he had once fallen victim to an incident.
As he flipped through the pages, a group of male and female Fate Propellers couldn’t help but size up Colin.
“Is this really…the status and deanor expected of soone of that rank?”
One female Fate Propeller whispered, not with malice but out of sheer bewildernt.
They had heard roughly upon arrival that the person they were supposed to, well, follow, was a powerful expert with at least a Seventh Level strength.
They had imagined it would be either a Divine Strike with a stiff countenance and unpredictable emotions or a Fate Propeller who looked around thirty but quite elderly…
To their surprise, it was a sowhat slim-looking young man.
From him, there was none of that indescribable eeriness that usually radiated from such important figures…
If it weren’t for Qin Chuan and others’ attitudes, they might have only considered him a good-looking guy who was just an average Joe.
“It shouldn’t be a problem…look at Brother Hu, he was at my level just a while ago, and now he’s jumped straight to Fourth Level. Plus, it seems like he’ll move up again soon. Once he reaches Fifth Level, he’ll start handling things on his own.”
“Insider gossip says that this guy might be even beyond Seventh Level…”
“Seventh Level? Are you joking? A relative of mine’s boss said that in a previous mishap, this guy single-handedly repelled a highly dangerous Deep Sea God and held off tens of thousands from Different Races, forcing them to retreat back into the sea.”
“At least Level Nine!”
“Are your sources reliable?”
“…Kid, don’t worry about if it’s true or not, just tell
if you believe it or not.”
…
“Deep Sea God? Talking about the ‘Father of the Sea’? When have I ever done sothing like that? They retreated on their own, not because of …”
Colin heard all the whispered conversations around him, but he wasn’t particularly concerned about these things; he just internally scoffed a bit.
And then, after going through the dozen or so docunts, he picked one out.
The title of the docunt was “An Anomaly in a Murder Mystery Ga Room.”
An F-Level routine Sunday task required him to resolve the anomaly within, and that would be considered completion.
Compared to other freelance workers at a typical company, the biggest advantage of official personnel was that they didn’t work alone; they could mobilize far more resources than he could back in the day.
As for the murder mystery ga room, soone had already entered to investigate. Besides needing to follow so rules…
Actually, the problem wasn’t too big.
Basically, one could say that when those people actually started to act, they could easily clear the stage.
‘The officials really value their employees joining in, huh? The protection is much stricter than I imagined, aside from that stupid experint. Overall, they haven’t really let them take many risks.’
‘But that makes sense, the officials are still waiting for them to earn points so they can buy more Gene Compensation dicine…’
Colin’s thoughts whirled as he flipped through a few more docunts, finally deciding to start with the scripted murder ga.
“Let’s just do this one first, arrange it, and start acting imdiately.”
“Got it.” Qin Chuan quickly took over, rushing out to arrange for a vehicle and so on.
While he was busy, Colin also sat up straight, began to discreetly check his own equipnt, and made full preparations to avoid an accident—
Giving his personal experience, accidents were rather easy to co by.
If there were no surprises, he might actually feel a bit unaccustod right now.
Another ten minutes or so passed, and Colin and others arrived at the site of the anomaly, a factory located on the outskirts of the town.
These factories had been abandoned, but with the rise of scripted murder gas and the like, they had been rented out at low prices to be renovated into venues specifically for scripted murder ga players.
“Just realized the word ‘scripted’… I hope it’s not related to that thing, hope it’s just
being paranoid.”
Colin’s gaze swept across, noticing so of the scene setups, recognizing that this crew had put in so effort.
However, at this mont, due to the abnormal event, a security cordon had already been set up.
Colin looked beyond them, and, led by his intuition, his eyes were drawn to the second floor of one of the factories, then his nostrils twitched, slling so restive scents.
The report ntioned that the owner of this folklore-horror thed murder ga copy had, for a high price, purchased so odd statues such as ox-headed and horse-faced night-roaming deities, originally intended to add to the atmosphere.
It turned out that those things were the “real deal.”
This resulted in several employees being controlled into servants, continuously using the internet to lure people into trying…
“Abnormalities have really kept up with the tis,” Colin couldn’t help but remark to himself. It was then that Qin Chuan approached, accompanied by another man in his thirties.
This man had a certain unique rigidity on his face, and through this feature, Colin could basically confirm he was a “Divine Strike”…
However, because he was only Fifth Level, the effect on him was not severe.
“Mr. Lin, here are so of the taboos of this place. Please take a look. Currently, as long as we act according to the rules listed here, even if we enter and move around, we will not be too affected…” the man handed over a docunt.
Colin nodded, took it, and glanced at it:
“Great Temple Museum rules: 1. Do not make direct gaze into the eyes of the statues; if you notice they are looking at you, you must divert your gaze. 2. The exhibits are just exhibits, there’s nothing weird here, no need to worry. If you find sothing wrong, please contact the Administrator…”
About a dozen such rules seed sowhat interesting.
Moreover, compared to other incidents that easily resulted in death, the anomaly here was actually sowhat “friendly.” Other than the mbers of the scripted ga crew, other players who ca here were not hard.
Only after playing and going back, they generally exhibited signs of ntal exhaustion over the next two or three days, so even falling seriously ill and being hospitalized, staying in the ICU for a few days.
But overall, these were all minor injuries.
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