"Oh, forget it, give me today's task, and I'll see which one is better to start with."
Colin waved his hand and sat in his seat without thinking much.
Hu Zheng hurriedly sent over the report he had prepared a few days ago.
After taking it casually, Colin leaned back on the boss's chair and rested his feet casually on the table, as if sitting on a recliner, flipping through the contents in his hand.
With a splashing sound
Colin had a general understanding of the surrounding situation and the general situation of this group of people.
Among the dozen or so "destiny pushers", there are two or three who joined the company not long ago, and the things they have to deal with this time are basically their tasks.
"According to what I said above, even if I don't bring it, there will still be someone to solve it, so why should I do it? Oh, I forgot, I still need to accumulate merit, so I'll find someone to do it, it's fine."
Colin pursed his lips and flipped through the pages.
It's not that he's afraid of doing the task, he's afraid that if he accidentally triggers something, the situation will suddenly become complicated.
After all, he had been hit once before.
And just as he was turning the page, on the other side, a group of men and women who were "rewarding" couldn't help but look at Colin.
"Is this really the state and mental outlook that a person of that level should have?"
A female fortune teller spoke in a low voice, not maliciously, but very confused.
When they came, they probably heard that the person they wanted to hug this time, no, the person they wanted to follow was a strong man with at least level seven strength.
Originally, they thought it was a "god" with a stiff face and unpredictable emotions, or someone who was about thirty years old but looked like a "fate-pushing" person.
Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a young man who looked slightly thin.
From him, there is no indescribable sense of weirdness that only big men have.
If it weren't for the attitude of Qin Chuan and others, they might just think that he was a handsome-looking, but actually ordinary, ordinary person.
"It should be no problem. Look, Brother Hu, he was on the same level as me some time ago. Now he has jumped directly to level four, and it feels like he will be promoted again soon. When he reaches level five, he will start to be able to stand on his own."
"I have internal information, I heard that this person may be more than level seven."
"Level 7? Are you kidding? The leader of one of my relatives said that in a previous accident, this man had single-handedly repelled a deep-sea god who was extremely threatening to his existence, and he had blocked tens of thousands of aliens by himself, forcing them to retreat into the sea. .”
"Stop talking about level 9!"
"Are you keeping this news true?"
"You kid, don't worry about whether it's true or not, just say whether you believe it or not."
"Deep Sea Gods? Are you talking about the 'Father of the Ocean'? When have I ever done such a thing? I didn't force them to retreat. They retreated on their own."
Colin listened to the whispers of a group of people, but he didn't pay much attention to these things and just complained a little in his heart.
Then, after flipping through more than a dozen documents, he selected one of them.
The document is titled "Anomalies in a Script Killing Room."
The F-level weekly daily tasks require you to go and solve the anomalies inside, and it will be considered complete.
The biggest advantage of official personnel compared to other casual workers in general companies is that they do not work alone and can mobilize far higher resources than they could at the beginning.
In that script killing room, someone has already entered the investigation. In addition to following some rules,
In fact, it’s not really a big problem.
Basically, it can be said that when these people really start to act, they can easily pass the level.
'The official attaches great importance to the employees who join them. The protection is much stricter than I thought. Except for that stupid experiment, generally they are not allowed to take any risks. '
'But that's right, the official is still waiting for them to earn points and buy more genetic compensation potions.'
Colin's thoughts turned around and he flipped through a few more documents, finally deciding to start with the script.
"Let's do this first, make arrangements, and start taking action now."
"Okay." Qin Chuan quickly took it and quickly went out to arrange the car and so on.
While he was busy, Colin also sat up straight and began to secretly check his equipment, making full preparations to avoid accidents -
From his personal experience, accidents are quite easy to encounter.
If there were no surprises, he really wasn't used to it now.
After another ten minutes, Colin and others arrived at the location of the anomaly, a factory in the outskirts of town.
Originally, these factories were abandoned, but due to the rise of script-killing games, they were rented and renovated at low rents, and turned into places dedicated to receiving script-killing players.
"I just discovered the word 'script'. I hope it doesn't have anything to do with that thing. I hope I'm not being suspicious."
Colin glanced around and saw some scene arrangements, knowing that the crew was quite attentive.
But at this moment, due to abnormal reasons, the cordon has been raised.
Colin looked past them and, guided by intuition, looked at the second floor of one of the factories. Then, his nose twitched and he smelled something restless.
What was said in the report was that the boss of this script-killing dungeon, which specializes in folk horror, bought some weird stone statues of a night-walking god with a bull head and a horse face at a high price. He originally bought them to increase the atmosphere.
I didn’t expect these things to be “genuine”.
This also led to several employees being accused of becoming slaves and constantly luring people online to try.
"The anomalies of this era have also kept pace with the times."
Colin couldn't help but sigh secretly. At this moment, Qin Chuan walked over, followed by another man in his thirties.
There was a certain kind of unique stiffness on this man's face. Through this feature, Colin could basically be sure that he was a "god beater".
However, because it was only level five, he was not affected too much.
"Mr. Lin, these are some taboos here. Take a look first. As long as we follow the rules above, we won't be greatly affected even if we enter." The man handed over a document.
Colin nodded and took it, holding it in his hand and taking a look:
"Rules of the Temple Museum, 1. Do not look directly into the eyes of the statues. If you find them looking, you must look away. 2. The exhibits are just exhibits. There is nothing weird here. Don't worry. If you find anything wrong, please contact the administrator."
A dozen or so rules, they seem to have some meaning.
Moreover, compared to other incidents where people often die, the anomalies here are actually considered "friendly". Except for the crew members, other players who came over did not suffer any harm.
However, after returning from playing, they generally showed signs of mental weakness within the next two or three days, and some even fell seriously ill and were admitted to the hospital and stayed in the ICU for several days.
But overall, they are all minor injuries.
(End of chapter)
