Chapter 1 The Propeller Blades Spin Rapidly

The propeller blades spun rapidly, stirring the air.

A pitch-black helicopter slowly descended onto the center of the street, from which Wang Congshan, Li Ang, Xing Hechou, and several other figures emerged.

Li Ang surveyed the surroundings. Armored vehicles were parked at both ends of the street, and dozens of drones equipped with multi-functional cameras hovered in the sky, surrounding a thirteen-story unfinished building.

This was a small county town west of Yin City. With the advancement of the city's skyscraper project, all the residents had been relocated, leaving behind an uninhabited district, silent and still.

"According to the detection results from Hetu, the level of abnormal energy reaction in this unfinished building is low, a green alert."

Xing Hechou glanced at the tablet in his hand, which displayed various fluctuation data, and said, "The unfinished building itself was constructed seven years ago by a private contractor. Construction was intermittent for five years.

Later, due to economic disputes over the project design, the developer's capital chain broke, and they went bankrupt and fled, causing the project to be suspended.

Throughout the construction process, there were no worker deaths or injuries.

Nor were there any overly serious conflicts or disputes with private owners due to sales issues.

As for the land itself..."

Xing Hechou tapped the tablet a few times, looked up, and said, "Historically, it has always been an ordinary mountainous area, uninhabited, not a graveyard or mass burial ground.

In short, this should not be a mutation caused by real-world events.

But rather a purely separate mutation constructed by the Salty Field game."

"A separate mutation..."

Li Ang nodded upon hearing this and looked at Wang Congshan, who was wearing the Special Affairs Bureau uniform and looked tense.

Ten days had passed since the start of training.

Wang Congshan had completed all the training in the first stage by the sixth day. In the following days, she had been following the information from the Hetu formation,

rushing non-stop to various locations with abnormal energy fluctuations, triggering real-world regular tasks to quickly increase her level.

As of now, she had reached Lv5, experience bar.

"Two more levels, and she'll reach the minimum threshold for pre-emptive enhancement,"

Li Ang looked at Wang Congshan, "Is everything ready?"

"Yes."

Wang Congshan nodded seriously, patted the tactical belt that held a dagger, flashbangs, and pistol and rifle magazines, and put on her anti-fall Bluetooth earpiece.

She was now equipped with the full gear of a Mobile Task Force member. Her eyes gleamed with determination, and her physique, while retaining its original contours, contained an explosive power far exceeding what it once was.

"Then let's begin."

Li Ang nodded and retreated to the roadside with Xing Hechou.

The Mobile Task Force immediately stepped forward, cut the lock on the iron gate of the unfinished building, and pulled open the rusty steel gate.

Whoosh—

A gust of cold wind blew, stirring up the dust accumulated on the pile of rubble, causing the roadside weeds to sway restlessly.

The sky was covered by clouds, gloomy and heavy.

Wang Congshan slowly stepped into the main entrance of the unfinished building, her footsteps echoing in the empty corridor.

Outside the building,

Li Ang and Xing Hechou entered the tactical command vehicle parked on the side of the road.

The volume of this command vehicle was several times larger than that of an ordinary truck. It had an alloy shell, sixteen explosion-proof tires, anti-signal shielding antennas, and an anti-EMP electronic pulse energy field. Under most circumstances, it could guarantee communication, making it a mobile command center.

Inside the vehicle, five communicators were already seated in front of the electronic system console, responsible for connecting with the headquarters think tank, colleagues from other departments, and the surrounding Mobile Task Force.

Three other players were responsible for guarding the safety of the tactical command vehicle.

In addition to these people, there were also three ordinary prisoners wearing prison uniforms, with shaved heads and handcuffs, sitting in the corner of the carriage.

"These three are the developers of the unfinished building who were arrested after fleeing a few years ago,"

Xing Hechou introduced to Li Ang, "We brought them here as well, so that if any special circumstances arise, we can understand the situation as soon as possible."

The three prisoners, who had just been brought out of prison, did not know what was happening. Seeing such a formation, they were all pale with fright and hurriedly said, "Officer, officer, we are innocent. The matter of the construction project being suspended was already investigated last time. It was just a failed financial project, and the capital chain broke.

The other shareholders and project managers saw that the situation was not good and secretly used the unfinished houses as collateral for cash,

and the few remaining funds were taken away by banks, loan sharks, and investors..."

"Shut up."

Li Ang said flatly, and the three of them immediately held their breath like chickens being choked.

"You say it's been investigated, so it's been investigated?"

Li Ang said coldly, "Houses are so expensive now and can still appreciate in value. Why are you people in real estate still selling houses?

Could it be that you are all philanthropists?

There must be something hidden.

Maybe you deliberately concealed some information that would increase your sentence,

such as burying the construction team in the walls to create a Maria Wall in order to avoid paying subsequent construction fees;

stealing ventilators from the hospital to absorb the residual formaldehyde in the house;

to save money, placing all the toilets in the entire building on the first floor under the pretext of 'not letting consumers feel like someone is shitting on their heads';”

"Uh, this..."

The three prisoners looked at each other, mouths agape, unsure of how to respond.

Xing Hechou's eyes twitched a few times. He coughed softly and waved for the three prisoners to sit back in their original positions. "We called you here this time just in case.

If there are no special circumstances,

we will let you continue to serve your sentences after the incident."

No special circumstances?

The three prisoners' faces turned pale. What if there were special circumstances?

Xing Hechou did not explain further. Real-world regular tasks can basically be divided into two types. One type is caused by real events, such as love killings, revenge killings, or murders.

Injustice occurs, grievances arise, and mutations form.

The other type is mutations created by the Salty Field game itself, not involving human factors.

For official organizations, the former is of course easier to resolve.

Mutations involving "people" can sometimes be assisted with off-site methods—such as arresting the criminals who caused the tragedy, conducting trials, appeasing the spirits, or burning the main body of the corpse that formed the spirit.

If it is the latter, the solution depends entirely on the player who triggers the task.

Li Ang and Xing Hechou walked forward and came to the front of the screen. Through the remote monitoring of the drone, they saw Wang Congshan walking into the lobby of the unfinished building.

Li Ang approached the microphone and pressed the button. "Hello, can you hear me?"

"I can hear you."

Wang Congshan's voice was steady and calm. She walked slowly through the empty first floor of the unfinished building, holding an assault rifle in her hand, scanning and patrolling with standard CQB tactical movements, passing through one room after another.

Having developed to this point, the Special Affairs Bureau had skillfully mastered the rules for allowing specific players to trigger regular tasks.

Li Ang and the others and the drones could not get too close to the unfinished building,

but they could communicate remotely through drone monitoring and Bluetooth headsets—as long as they didn't get too close or involve transcendent power, they would not be considered by the system as violating the rules, forcibly increasing the difficulty of the task.

"Don't be nervous. According to the divine sense detection results, this task will not be more difficult than the previous ones."

Li Ang comforted her in the communication channel, "Besides, you've seen my first aid methods before. As long as you're not minced into maoxuewang, I can save you."

"Is that how you comfort people?"

Wang Congshan complained half annoyed, scanning the last room on the first floor, "And don't mention maoxuewang. Last time you ate that stuff, you smudged my exam paper."

Wang Congshan was referring to the incident a long time ago when Li Ang found a small electric cooker and ingredients in his drawer during a class exam and cooked in the classroom—his reason was that boys who could cook could add a lot of points.

"Why can't I mention it? You were very happy eating it later."

Li Ang curled his lips, a smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

His mind was surging with psionic energy non-stop—he had become accustomed to exercising his psychic abilities at all times, never idle even when eating and sleeping, walking further and further down the path of psionic energy every day.

Remembering the past, the corners of Wang Congshan's mouth also slightly lifted as she stepped on the stairs leading to the second floor.

The next second, her expression changed drastically.

The regular task had been triggered.