Strange game designer

"In a city full of strange stories and ghosts, what can you do to survive?" The old instructor stood in the center of the conference room, with a map projection of the East District behind him.

"Fight! Charge forward fearlessly!" Xiaoyong clenched his fists, and his answer was also recognized by other new investigators.

"It's about obeying the rules!" The old instructor threw the thick rule record in his hand on Xiaoyong's desk: "I will give you three hours, and each of you must memorize all the strange rules!"

"So much?" Xiaoyong looked bitter: "I never carried so many things when I was in school."

"You stand up!" The old instructor stared at Xiaoyong very seriously: "Every rule you see now was obtained by other investigators with their lives! You can survive by relying on the rules because someone has paid Life has found the rules for you!"

The thick rules records are actually stained with the blood of investigators.

"The first lesson you come here to learn is to learn to respect the rules and respect the rules!" The old instructor said in a stern tone, which frightened all the newcomers: "If you don't want to die in the weird stories, just memorize these and form an instinct." !”

Most of the newcomers hurriedly flipped through the books, but Xiaoyong was a little unconvinced. He had never seen any abnormal events before, because his physical fitness was far superior to that of ordinary people, and he was specially recruited.

"Sit down." The old instructor looked at the thirteen newcomers in the conference room, with a trace of unbearability in his eyes. The investigators in the East District were almost dead, so they urgently transferred batches of new recruits, but the newcomers were just cannon fodder in the ghost story. . They didn't even remember the rules and couldn't protect themselves at all. They could only serve as trial and error stones for the old man.

With a slight sigh, the old instructor walked out of the conference room. The corridor was full of people in a hurry. Level 4 abnormal events were out of control near the East District. The most prosperous district in the vast sea has now become the most dangerous place.

Many novice investigators who have never experienced abnormal events are sent directly to the outer suburbs after simple training.

"It's been a long night."

The faint light shone through the gap in the curtains on the old instructor's face. He was glad that he had survived one night, but he was also worried about the coming of the next night from the bottom of his heart.

The ghosts in the ghost stories and the living people replaced by the shadow world are very restricted during the day, so they will try to act like normal people until night falls.

Daytime is the best time for the Investigation Bureau to clean up those ghosts and anomalies. If all the ghosts and anomalies are not killed during this day, those horrible things will spread even more seriously as one night passes.

"The Eastern District has entered the highest alert state, and support from other branches is on the way. We must not lose this battle." The old instructor had a resolute face. He had already put life and death aside. What he was most worried about was his son and daughter-in-law. The unborn child in the belly.

Taking out a photo from his arms, the expression on the old instructor's face became slightly more relaxed.

"Is this your family?"

The sudden sound startled the old instructor. He turned around and his eyes became bright: "Team Leader Fu Shan! You are finally back! The director is very worried about you!"

The person who appeared behind the old instructor was Fu Shan, who was occupied by Xia Yang. He was not only the eldest son of the director, but also the leader of the investigation team of the Wan Chai Investigation Bureau. He had experienced many abnormal incidents and was the eldest brother of many young investigators.

"Yes, I'm back." Fu Shan smiled. He became more mature and calm, as if he had experienced storms and crossed the most dangerous ocean in the world, giving people a very trustworthy feeling.

"I'll take you to the director. The situation we are facing now is not very optimistic."

The old instructor trotted and pressed the elevator button. After identifying himself, he called Fu Shan to enter the elevator.

The Eastern District Investigation Bureau is located on Queen's 19th Street, with a height of 13 floors. It is Situ An's own property.

The building looks ordinary from the outside, but once you enter, you will find that all the window glass is coated with special materials, and the internal structure is completely different from what you see from the outside.

The first to seventh floors are where investigators work and train. The eighth to tenth floors are the laboratories where security personnel and mysteries study abnormal events. Only people with Situ An's permission can enter from the tenth floor up. Fu Shan has never done so before. Been in there.

The elevator finally stopped at the seventh floor, and the two heard a fierce quarrel as soon as they stepped out.

The other branch directors who came to support slapped the table and yelled at Fu Ling, the director of the Wan Chai Investigation Department, but Fu Ling just remained silent.

Situ An was still missing, the East District was in danger, and half of his hair turned white overnight.

"Report to the director!" The old instructor walked to the door without knocking, and shouted in a loud voice that did not match his age.

Fu Ling looked up and found his eldest son Fu Shan appearing at the door.

Standing up directly, Fu Ling didn't care about the angry directors and walked directly towards his son: "Not bad, it's fine."

Without waiting for Fu Shan to speak, Fu Ling turned around and faced the directors who came to support him: "On behalf of the Eastern District Investigation Bureau, I would like to thank you all again. Our Eastern District Investigation Bureau will definitely do a good job in providing logistical support for you, but our security department There are other tasks, so I can’t cooperate with you.”

"Fu Ling, everyone is risking their lives to help you, but you are still hiding your own 'weapons'? This is too cold for everyone, isn't it?" Chen Yuntian, director of the Lishan Investigation Department, is the oldest and most senior. old.

"I'm sorry, but I don't have the authority to mobilize the security department until Director Situ An comes back."

"Then let me tell the person in charge of security!"

"They cannot leave their posts." Fu Ling's attitude was very tough. After saying this, he grabbed Fu Shan's arm and walked towards the elevator.

"The disaster outside is so serious, why can't the security department take action?" Fu Shan was a little confused: "Aren't they just used to deal with ghosts?"

Looking up at Fu Shan, Fu Ling performed triple authentication in the elevator and took his son to the eleventh floor.

The elevator door slowly opened. The outside was not an office or a training ground, but rather unique rooms, including wards put together, baby rooms, women's toilets, etc.

"This is?"

"Man-made house of resentment." Fu Ling stood at the door of the elevator: "Situ An has been trying to deconstruct the big ghost's house of resentment and wants to build a house of resentment with human strength. These things must not be seen by people from other branches."

Fu Shan narrowed his eyes, and he could understand what Fu Ling meant: "The branch director of the Investigation Bureau is actually raising ghosts."

"Situ An and Dr. Lu have been missing for too long. Some of these rooms have undergone horrific changes. The thirteenth floor is no longer accessible." Fu Ling walked through the corridors of the room: "Stay away from those doors, be careful of things. Reach out.”

"Is the thirteenth floor out of control?" The excitement in Fu Shan's eyes was well hidden.

"There is a big ghost in a room of resentment on that floor." Fu Ling said with a tight face: "All the security personnel are on the twelfth floor now. We must take advantage of the daylight to get rid of it."