Mystery Makes Me Strong

The city is hustle and bustle.

Singing and dancing are peaceful, and the undercurrent is surging.

In a bustling commercial area of ​​East Water City, there is a commercial building called "Meilung". The ground floor is densely populated with ordinary shops, and on the 12th floor, there is a company called "Tianxing Club".

Wen Rensheng, who is just 20 years old this year, has been in this club for three years when others are still in college, and he has an excellent position and an enviable income.

This morning, in the underground parking lot of the commercial building, there was a blue and black car.

"Brother Li, it's still the same, pick me up from get off work at 2 pm." Wen Rensheng said to the driver in the front seat, and took a look at his appearance today through the rearview mirror.

It is still the same as in the past, full of youth, star eyebrows, and perfect facial features... put it in any fan drama or film and television drama, it is a standard non-drama template, and it is absolutely impossible to fail after three episodes. If so, I'm sorry for the cost.

This is enough.

"Okay, Mr. Wenren."

In the driver's seat, a middle-aged man with an honest face responded, then got out of the car, and bowed to open the rear door for him.

Wen Rensheng immediately got out of the car, and glanced at the driver who had served him for three years, his eyes lit up slightly, and a series of messages flashed:

"Li Shuangyue."

"Mystery: 0/1."

Well, everything works fine.

After getting off the car, he took a few steps and walked up the stairs leading directly to the 12th floor.

Do not take the elevator unless necessary.

It was nearly 9:00, and occasionally some employees appeared in the stairwell and passed by him. Most of them came and went in a hurry, with a trace of fatigue and sleepiness in their brows.

He was the only one who walked up the stairs slowly, at ease.

"Morning, manager Wenren."

Suddenly, a crisp female voice came from behind him.

Wen Rensheng turned his head to look, and saw a young girl with an appearance of about 7 points or more, with a melon-shaped face, good facial features, short black hair, eyebrows and bangs, full of energy, full of vitality... the height is about around my shoulders , more than one meter six.

He blinked, and a string of messages flashed again in his eyes.

"Zhao Han."

"Mystery: 9/9."

"Mystery Composition: Unknown."

His expression remained unchanged, he just nodded slightly and said, "It's Zhao Han, good morning."

After greeting, the two climbed up the stairs side by side.

Wen Rensheng didn't speak any more, and the atmosphere was momentarily awkward.

After waiting for a while, Zhao Han seemed to muster up some courage, and took the initiative to talk: "Is Manager Wenren usually come to the company at this time?"

"En." Wen Rensheng nodded again.

Zhao Han was a little embarrassed, and then said: "I heard that there have been many cases in the West District in the past month, and the motives for committing the crimes are impulsive, killing people out of anger."

"Oh, did you kill someone out of anger?" Wen Rensheng slowed down.

"Yeah," Zhao Han heard this, and found that the other party seemed to be interested, so he said happily, "There is a case where the husband killed his wife in a fit of rage because his wife was fond of gambling; There was an altercation on the bus, and there were stabbings with knives... There are so many, there have been more than 20 incidents in the West District this month, but most of them have not been announced."

"Twenty or so? That's a bit frequent." Wen Rensheng frowned slightly.

Zhao Han nodded again and again, with worry visible to the naked eye: "That is to say, the law and order in our city is good. Although it has a large population and is a first-tier big city, the total number of ordinary homicides per year is only forty or fifty. .Now there are more than 20 outbreaks in a month, and there must be mysterious factors involved, which is really worrying. I don’t know if the murderer is hiding beside us.”

Wen Rensheng didn't respond anymore, and seemed to be lost in thought.

That's right, the work of the two of them is in the mysterious field-the gray area that ordinary people in this world can't fight against, but it's absolutely unavoidable, and it's also an industry that stands on top of the pyramid in this world.

The two climbed the stairs while talking, and soon arrived at the club on the 12th floor. At the entrance of the stairwell, there was a blue sign of "Tianxing Club", which looked ordinary.

The two were at the entrance of the stairs, checked their fingerprints and pupils, opened the door, and walked inside.

After entering, there is a long corridor facing you. Marble floor tiles and clean white walls make people feel that this is an unusual company.

Taking the stairway as the dividing point, there are individual rooms on the left, and a hall surrounded by glass walls on the right, where desks are placed.

At the end of the corridor is the corner. This is a circular corridor with elevator shafts and other public facilities in the middle, and office rooms on all sides.

After the two entered the corridor, Wen Rensheng nodded to Zhao Han and walked to the left, while the other stood still and watched him leave before heading to the hall on the right.

Wen Rensheng came to the third room from the left. There was a sign on the door: "Project Center Manager's Office". On the door was a poster of the vast starry sky, which seemed to indicate that the owner of the room had a vision of the universe.

He clicked on the fingerprint lock and opened the door. There was a large desk, sofa and coffee table inside... There was also a cubicle, which was an independent bathroom, which was perfectly furnished.

The windows are bright and clean, the air is fresh, and a pot of Chlorophytum is placed on the desk, exuding a green atmosphere.

And in the corner of the desk, there was a steaming paper basket. Inside the basket was a bowl of golden millet porridge, a stack of refined pickles, and a basket of exquisite steamed buns, which looked mouth-watering.

After Wen Rensheng sat down at his desk, he turned on his laptop, tuned to a new anime he was watching, picked up the steamed buns in the paper basket, and started watching while eating.

"Well, it's not bad, the breakfast made by Xiaoqing is still extremely unpalatable-the rice porridge is mushy, the pickles are hard to eat, and the stuffing of the steamed buns is really bitter and astringent... I really don't know if she will feel better after making it. Tried it?"

His face remained unchanged, savoring secretly.

In the eyes of outsiders, he is now a middle-level company who fishes in troubled waters, not talking about eating during working hours, but still chasing dramas.

However, no one knew that although his eyes fell on the lively and funny anime, his pupils had slightly lost focus, and some strange and messy information was flashing through his mind.

"You ate a mysterious dark dish as if nothing had happened. The current mystery is restored by 1 point, and your mystery resistance has a slight increase."

"Mysterious seed."

"Location: Portable."

"Mystery: 95 (current value)/100 (upper limit value)."

"Mysterious components: 1. The memory of another world, the upper limit is +50; 2. Extraordinary power, the upper limit is +30; 3. Mysterious cognition, the upper limit is +20."

"Functions: 1. The effect of all mysterious domains is passively increased by 100%; 2. The effect of mysterious skills can be increased by consuming mystery points, and each point increases by 1%."

That's right, Wen Rensheng is not from this world. It has been three years since he came to this world, and this world is very similar to his previous life, whether it is economic technology or military... The only difference is that there is a mixture of mysterious fields here.

In his previous life, he was just an ordinary person, an ordinary life, an ordinary ending, an ordinary life, with some regrets, but no tragedy.

And in this life, he discovered that he can live a more exciting life and expect more life possibilities, and what he has to do is to make himself more and more mysterious, the more mysterious he is, the stronger he will be.

Doing various mysterious behaviors that others can't figure out can restore him to the current mystery, and the development and deepening of the mysterious field can increase the upper limit of mystery.

This is the basic usage he has unearthed for the "mysterious seed" of his golden finger in the past three years.

The plot on the computer continued to play, while in his mind, he was revisiting some mysterious knowledge that he wrote down last night when he stayed up late last night, sorting out the information.

His extraordinary power includes skills in three mysterious domains - extraordinary physique (medium), mysterious resistance (medium), and extraordinary memory (beginner).

Among them, "Extraordinary Memory", although it is only elementary, but after the effect is increased by 100%, it will allow him to reach the "advanced" effect in advance: quickly browse a large amount of knowledge, and be able to remember it with a photograph.

This skill has many benefits, it can save eyesight, and can realize quick memory... But for others, the primary effect of this skill, memory can only be improved from a scumbag to a master, and it is still within the understanding of ordinary people; It usually takes 3 to 5 years of dedicated research and hard training to advance to the level of "advanced" level that ordinary people find unbelievable.

When he had just finished watching the 24-minute short video, someone suddenly pushed the door open.

This is a girl, about 20 years old, with two slender braids hanging in front of her flat chest, wearing a pair of big black-rimmed wide-rim glasses, wearing clothes that are very out of fashion, a blue and white striped top, Deep black trousers, from the inside to the outside, proclaim a word to others - "soil".

Most of the girl's face was covered by black-rimmed glasses and braids. The only bright spot was that her complexion was very fair, as if she hadn't seen the sun for a long time.

After the girl came in, she didn't say a word, she just cleaned up Wen Rensheng's breakfast, put it in a paper basket, poured him a glass of water, then turned around and left.

Wen Rensheng didn't get up, just smiled: "Thank you Xiaoqing, the breakfast is still as good as before."

The girl's shoulders moved slightly, but she didn't turn her head, but finally said: "Hypocrisy."

"No, I'm telling the truth. I've always been an honest person." Wen Rensheng replied very seriously.

The girl wanted to say something more, when she heard a "clang" sound from the back, which seemed to be the sound of a freshly poured water glass suddenly pouring out.

"It's great, the laptop is broken, and it can add some GDP to the city..." Wen Rensheng put the laptop with a black screen aside, and said without any frustration.

The corner of the girl's mouth was slightly raised, and she said with a "hum", "Stop chasing dramas, others spend your time watching novels, videos, and even sleeping on cultivation and study."

"Teacher Ai said that success is 99% sweat + 1% inspiration, but the 1% inspiration is the most important. In your eyes, I am wasting time, but in fact I am capturing inspiration. "Wen Rensheng said seriously.

"Boring." The girl ignored him and went out directly.

Wen Rensheng looked at the empty office, shook his head and said, "Actually, what I said is true."

At this time, new information flow continued to appear in his mind.

"Your behavior makes the transcendent of the same level feel puzzled, and the current mystery is +1."

"Wei Yiqing."

"Mystery: ???/???."

"Mysterious Composition: Seed of Doom, ???"