"Go out, what are you going to do when you come back after graduation?"
The man in the security room caught Chen Qingyan who climbed over the wall into the campus and drove him out arbitrarily.
Chen Qingyan felt aggrieved. He couldn't find the entrance and was kicked out.
Outside the campus, Chen Qingyan looked at the dilapidated school in front of him and frowned slightly, "The location is correct, but there are some changes in the details. It should be because the game has modified the map and there is no entrance to the Black Fist organization... ..”
He pondered, maybe he was paranoid.
If this game can perfectly reproduce things hidden in reality, it will not be easily accessible to a few high school students.
At least the Foreign Affairs Bureau will definitely get involved.
Otherwise, some confidential things, such as secret files, may not be kept at all.
Thinking of this, Chen Qingyan took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Hou Changkong.
Ten minutes later, a black car stopped in front of Chen Qingyan.
After Chen Qingyan got in the car, he found that the driver was Hou Changkong.
Chen Qingyan wondered: "Brother Monkey, why are you still in Chi Ling?"
"Deng Ting is injured. I'll help her keep an eye on this place for the time being." Hou Changkong turned the steering wheel and drove onto the highway, explaining casually.
"Oh." Chen Qingyan replied and said nothing more.
Hou Changkong slowed down, looked at him dissatisfied, and asked:
"You send me a message to talk to me. I'm busy."
Chen Qingyan was in a daze. He was thinking about Polang Leg just now. After thinking about it, he organized his words and told about the game glasses and friends, and asked Hou Changkong if he understood.
"We know about the mysterious game." Hou Changkong's reply was as expected.
But his next words surprised Chen Qingyan, "But this is not an abnormal event."
Chen Qingyan raised his eyebrows. Playing games can make wishes come true. Isn't that an abnormal event?
Hou Changkong seemed to understand his doubts and slowly explained: "The existence of this game is of great importance, but the Bureau of Strange Affairs did not define it as an abnormal event."
"Why?" Chen Qingyan was still puzzled.
"There is no reason. Just treat it..." Hou Changkong said calmly, "Just treat it as a normal game."
The problem is, this game is not normal at all. As long as you clear the level, you can make a wish. If it is allowed to develop, with the way the game is spread, it won’t be long before everyone in the world will become players.
Various thoughts flashed through Chen Qingyan's mind, but he didn't ask any further questions because he suddenly thought of something. What if... the person who made this game was an official, or was the official involved?
"You are still a trainee investigator, and you don't have access to many things." Hou Changkong finally revealed some information to him, "If you also want to become a player, the Foreign Affairs Bureau will not stop you."
Chen Qingyan suddenly understood that this game was indeed not simple, and the water inside was very deep.
Not blocking it means letting ordinary people like him help explore, similar to an internal beta test?
"If wishes overflow, it will cause unpredictable chaos, right?" Chen Qingyan said.
Hou Changkong smiled and said, "It's not that serious. Besides, this is not something you should worry about."
"oh."
"You came to school to verify whether the fictional things in the game exist in reality, right?"
"right."
"Then did you find it?"
"No, he was kicked out."
"It's all false." Hou Changkong explained.
"What's going on with the missiles?" Chen Qingyan changed the subject. He had not signed a contract to become a professional player. After understanding it, he had no intention of continuing to explore the mysterious game.
"There is some trouble. Your senior brother Wan Que is missing."
Hou Changkong frowned, "This is confidential, but you are one of the parties involved. I...actually have been in Chiling Town the whole time."
Chen Qingyan immediately turned to look at Hou Changkong.
"Why don't you continue to hide it?"
Chen Qingyan asked.
Since there was no mention of it in the past few days, the Foreign Affairs Bureau probably used him as bait after internal discussions after discovering that Wan Que was missing.
"We are protecting you secretly, but we found that... no one is causing trouble for you." Hou Changkong stared ahead, not looking at Chen Qingyan, "Do you know anyone?"
"do not know."
Chen Qingyan answered calmly, but he knew in his heart that it was Sister Xiaoyuan who helped him solve the subsequent troubles to Lin Ju, a top exorcist.
It feels so good to have someone covering me.
Combining the experiences of previous lives, Chen Qingyan couldn't help but feel relieved.
"You really don't know me?" Hou Changkong finally turned to look at him, "Do you still have contact with the exorcist from last time?"
"No." Chen Qingyan said truthfully.
The Bureau of Foreign Affairs must have made some guesses, or even investigated something.
But no matter what, Chen Qingyan will not betray Sister Xiaoyuan who helped him.
Hou Changkong suddenly sighed, "The quota at Qingfeng Dojo has been taken away."
Chen Qingyan frowned slightly.
"What's the meaning?"
Hou Changkong said: "Team leader Mo Jingchun wrote you a letter of recommendation, but the spot was taken by a formal investigator from another team because you were just an intern. But if you know the exorcist, maybe you can I can get it back."
Chen Qingyan sneered in his heart, but he couldn't see the hidden trouble in this.
It may be true that he was jumped in line, but it is also certain that Hou Changkong's team did not fight for him.
Without revealing it, he had just obtained "Breaking Legs" from a game with an extremely mysterious background, so he no longer had such an urgent need for extraordinary skills.
"By the way, have you finished the game?" Hou Changkong suddenly asked.
"No, what's wrong?" Chen Qingyan told Hou Changkong about the game before, but he didn't tell anyone about his 'waking up' from the game, let alone now.
Hou Changkong smiled and said, "You can try to enter this game more often. If you pass the level, if you make a wish, you may learn some powerful skills."
"You want me to become a professional player?" Chen Qingyan asked.
Hou Changkong nodded, "This is also a good way out."
"Forget it, I think this game is weird. It seems to be able to read my memory and restore all the decorations in my home..."
In fact, this was the fundamental reason why Chen Qingyan did not sign a contract to become a player in the end. If this matter is linked to the official, if there are some conspiracy theories, maybe this is a device to monitor everyone.
It has the mysterious power to blind people's perception. If necessary, some guidance and hypnosis can be used to reveal some deeply hidden secrets unconsciously.
Chen Qingyan found that Hou Changkong seemed to be guiding the game intentionally or unintentionally, but after he realized the problem here, he no longer had the slightest interest in the game.
"What about the Bronze Gate? No one will grab this spot, right?" Chen Qingyan asked.
"Are you really going in?" Hou Changkong frowned again.
Although the Foreign Affairs Bureau wanted to get in touch with the mysterious exorcist, it did not want Chen Qingyan to go to the Bronze Gate to die.
