“Don't go, don't go! The minion wave is pushing into the tower! Jungler, are you braindead... oh, double kill, nice bro, that was good.”

“Wow, this guy, this guy is so bad, he just rushes up and kills me, doesn't he fear my jungler?”

“Okay! Collapse! Retreat! Sell! Run!”

“Double kill!”

“Triple kill!”

“Quadrakill!”

“Pentakill!”

“Ace!”

“Defeat.”

Looking at the black and white phone screen, and the offline avatar of Wang Congshan in her friend list,

Miss Chai couldn't help but sink into contemplation.

Why did it turn out like this...

The first time wearing the owner's puppet, the first time playing games with a familiar, youthful, and beautiful girl.

Two happy things combined together.

And these two joys brought me even more joy.

What I obtained was supposed to be a dreamlike, happy time...

But, why did it turn out like this...

After ten consecutive losses, Miss Chai fell into a daze. Her King of Glory skills were actually not bad. She had already proven herself when she accompanied the landlady before.

She could flirt and kill at the same time.

But she didn't know what was wrong today. The other three teammates she was matched with were all monsters.

The jungler didn't kill monsters, wandering around the jungle like it was a wildlife sanctuary.

The top laner didn't support, deeply understanding the truth that destroying the tower was the key to victory in this game.

The mid laner was a pure newbie, building attack damage items on mages, and full tank items on assassins, ending the game with two pairs of shoes, claiming that wearing shoes on both feet would make them run faster.

Ah, this game is so hard. Could it be that I really have to remind Li Ang to create a brainworm specifically skilled at playing mobile games to help carry me...?

When Li Ang found a secluded corner to go ashore, changed his clothes all the way back to the residential area, and opened the door to his home, he saw Chai Chai lying on the sofa in a dejected and slumped posture, with a sense of melancholy like "What's the point of winning the world if I lose you."

"What's wrong?"

————

"So bad, so bad. What's wrong with this kid Li Ang? Is he chatting with online scammers on the computer screen while playing black with me again, scamming their money?

Or is it that he hasn't played for too long and is too bad to carry me."

Wang Congshan sighed, swiped away the King of Glory page, and turned to look out the window.

It was almost dark.

Today was the weekend, there were no classes, and Wang Congshan's parents happened to be working overtime.

Originally, she was going shopping with her girlfriends in the morning, and then playing games with Li Ang in the afternoon—she was not as lonely as Li Ang and had very good social skills.

Unfortunately, looking at WeChat Moments, TV news, and mobile phone text messages, there seemed to be an abnormal event happening in a shopping mall in the city center, with a warning level of green.

Like natural disasters such as typhoons, rainstorms, and blizzards, the Special Affairs Bureau has also formulated a series of early warning signal levels for abnormal events.

From low to high, they are green, blue, yellow, orange, and red, corresponding to rooms, buildings, villages and towns, counties, and cities, respectively.

This level is not the level of the Killing Field Game players, but is based on factors such as the scope of the abnormal event's impact and the degree of its active transmission.

For example, the Dolphin Hotel instance that Li Ang and others experienced. Although it is a high-difficulty script mission with an average challenge level of Lv17,

If a similar J缚灵 (Di Fu Ling, earthbound spirit) to the Dolphin Hotel appeared in the real world, and only affected one building without affecting the outside world, it would still be identified by the Special Affairs Bureau as an abnormal event of the blue warning level, evacuate the surrounding residents, and send agents to solve it.

And if it is a variant like Sadako, which relies on meme propagation and infinite proliferation,

Even though each Sadako individual is weak and can be easily solved by low-level agents,

It will still be identified as a red-level abnormal event because of the wide range of impact and the great harm to social order.

In order to better manage it, the Special Affairs Bureau, in conjunction with other departments, developed and launched a lightweight software that is forcibly installed on every smartphone.

This software comes with map and positioning functions, connects to the Special Affairs Bureau's Skynet monitoring system, and will display in real time on the map which places have outbreaks of abnormal events, and which places have blocked roads that need to be detoured.

If the user is within the warning range, they will also receive several text messages reminding them to evacuate immediately and go to the nearest Special Affairs Bureau stronghold for help.

And even if the user is not within the warning range, they will also receive a text message reminding them not to go to the dangerous areas marked on the map.

Today, only a green warning text message was received in the northern part of Yin City, and soon a message was received that the abnormal event had been resolved.

However, for safety reasons, Wang Congshan still chose to stay in her room in the Special Affairs Bureau's family building, and the other girlfriends who had made appointments earlier also chose to stay indoors.

So boring~~

Wang Congshan sighed, and fell onto the sofa with a bang, listlessly smacking her lips, making "piajipiaji" sounds.

Her cousin Wei Linglan happened to be working overtime today. It would be much safer if she dragged her to go shopping together...

Alas, ordinary people are really too difficult. As soon as something happens, they can't go anywhere, and they have to be vigilant at all times, worrying about whether they will be unlucky enough to run into a variant's gun...

Sometimes I really envy those players. Looking at those short videos, the players are either flying into the sky or burrowing into the ground, or spewing fire and water. People can stand on their fists, horses can run on their shoulders, and iron chains can be used to hold back a fully driven truck.

And this is only for mid-level players who have not even reached level twenty.

It is said that some higher-level transcendents are already able to freely walk in different worlds, see characters in human literary works, and generate missile-level power with a wave of their hands.

Even stepping into the realm of gods, creating life.

For such beings, ordinary humans are really no different from ants, right?

Short-sighted, dull and slow, lazy in limbs, weak-willed, short-lived, and even their appearance is far inferior to the celestial appearance produced by cultivation.

Although official institutions, including the Global Supernatural Alliance and the Special Affairs Bureau, insist that transcendents and ordinary people enjoy equal rights,

But in actual operation, the resources of the entire society will inevitably be tilted towards transcendents.

Class is being born silently.

Lying on the sofa, Wang Congshan unconsciously raised an arm and pointed it at the ceiling, her eyes looking at the tip of her finger.

Becoming a player, huh....

As soon as this thought appeared in her mind, she reacted and quickly shook her head.

Forget it, forget it, what's good about becoming a player? Her cousin Wei Linglan is busy to death all day long, working overtime until her hair is dry and her dark circles can't be covered up by the physiotherapy products in the Special Affairs Bureau.

Click.

The sound of a key unlocking the door.

"I'm back————"

A weak female voice sounded outside the door. Wang Congshan poked her head out of the sofa and saw Wei Linglan, whom she was thinking about, walking in wearing an OL outfit, carrying large and small bags of vegetables and some documents.

"Back so early? Don't you usually work overtime?"

Wang Congshan curled her lips, got off the sofa, walked to the door in slippers, and helped Wei Linglan put the vegetables in the refrigerator.

"The task assigned to me by the bureau has recently made a major breakthrough with the help of colleagues from another department, and the case has been temporarily transferred to them for handling."

Wei Linglan closed the refrigerator door, bent her back and knocked on her waist, "Ouch, I've been working overtime to death these past few days, damn it.

What's for dinner tonight?"

"See what dishes you bought back."

With her parents not at home, Wang Congshan, who took on the responsibility of cooking, took out her mobile phone and prepared to open the recipes on the mobile app,

Her peripheral vision subconsciously glanced at the folder that Wei Linglan brought back and placed on the dining table,

And noticed a line of scribbled handwriting in the corner of the folder cover.

"Regarding the possibility of extracting the memories before death from the bodies of other victims such as Zhang Deping, Tong Yongguang, Ren Fa, Zhao Haining, etc. in the Qi Lianxiang case..."