When I started rebelling in the rule ghost story

Time: the next day.

Eight in the morning.

American Grayson opened his eyes from the computer, looking at the extinguished black screen, Grayson rubbed his eyes, he looked up and looked around himself.

"I...how did I fall asleep?"

"These people are really dedicated! How many shares did the company give them, and they have been fighting since last night?"

Looking at the colleagues around him who have been working overtime since last night, Grayson can only give them a thumbs up.

"The company is really dark!"

"Treat people like animals!"

"This job is really not done by humans! The eight-hour work system was agreed, but you worked overtime until dawn?"

"What about playing?!"

After complaining about the company, Grayson patted his cheek to cheer himself up.

After barely regaining some energy, he began to sort out the chaotic thoughts in his mind.

"The night watchman's talent, the time to display it last night was too short, otherwise I would have obtained all the information hidden in the office by now."

"Damn it, there's only one day left, but I don't even have a clue about how to clear the level now."

"Talent can no longer play a role tonight, and I haven't cleared the level after tonight, and I basically have no chance of clearing it."

"It seems that I can only find a way to steal the information in the manager's office..."

Last night, Grayson activated his talent to allow Shadow to sneak into the manager's office, but he was discovered not long after sneaking in, and Shadow was torn apart by something inexplicably.

It was true that danger lurked in the manager's office, so Grayson was hesitant to take the risk at this point.

"If you can't pass the level, you will die. Instead of this, I might as well put all my eggs in one basket. As long as I steal the information, I will find a way to send it out!"

"Damn it! Fuck it!"

Grayson made a big decision in his heart. After making the decision, he stood up and prepared to go to the manager's office to find out.

at this time.

The top U.S. officials sent him a reminder.

Upon receiving the prompt, Grayson frowned slightly:

"The other chosen ones are looking for a way to clear the level? What should I do at this time is to let nature take its course? Wait for the transmission of other chosen ones?"

As soon as Grayson finished speaking, Lucas, who had white hair and a perverted smile at the corner of his mouth, suddenly appeared in front of him.

The sudden appearance of Lucas made Grayson slightly taken aback: "Lu, Lucas?"

"Cough...cough cough...cough cough cough..."

Lucas, who suddenly appeared, coughed violently, clutching his heart, his eyes were bloodshot.

Grayson was about to step up to ask him how he was doing.

But Lucas just looked up lazily, glanced at Grayson, and said coldly: "I advise you to stay away from me now, otherwise I don't guarantee that I won't kill you!"

"If you want to kill me, you would have killed me a long time ago. You don't need to scare me with these words."

Grayson didn't take Lucas' aggressive words to heart.

His gaze was fixed on Lucas's arm and thigh covered in black hair.

Grayson frowned and said, "What's wrong with accepting help from others? I really think I'm a hero and can save the world by myself?"

"What did you say?!"

Grayson's words made Lucas raise his eyebrows indifferently, and his red eyes were brewing with a chilling killing intent.

"Grayson, are you provoking my bottom line? Do you really think I dare not kill you?!"

"It's easy for you to kill me."

Grayson shrugged. At this time, he was not afraid of Lucas' threat: "You should worry about yourself. Can you survive the copy in your current physical condition?"

"I really don't know why you want to make yourself like this. Isn't it good to live hard? Competitiveness and full star clearance are so important?"

"What do you know! Cough cough...cough cough..."

Lucas leaned on the table and panted violently:

"Like you, death is only a matter of time. For me, I am not afraid of death. The short and gorgeous fireworks are my best destination, and you will never understand!"

"Yes... Maybe you are right, maybe I really can't understand your thoughts..."

Speaking of this, Grayson's eyes suddenly dimmed: "I'm just a coward, I'm just afraid of death, I just want to end early and go home to reunite with my family..."

"Lucas, don't you have anyone you care about in the real world?"

"care?"

Lucas suddenly grinned: "Haha, hahahaha..."

Lucas' expression changed suddenly:

"Why should I be concerned!"

"My concern is nothing more than a white hospital bed, a vase of withered flowers, a narrow window sill that can never see the distance..."

"Oh, I sympathize with what happened to you..."

Grayson suddenly fell silent. He hadn't experienced Lucas's pain, so naturally he couldn't persuade him to be kind.

"Lucas, your heart should be filled with sunshine, not covered by gloom."

"Okay, the conversation is over, this is the first time I try to get to know you Lucas, I am very happy to meet you."

A smile appeared on Grayson's face:

"I seem to have found my answer, thank you Lucas, I think it's time for me to do what I want to do."

Grayson waved his hand at the camera, then resolutely walked towards the manager's office...

Looking at Grayson's back, the corners of Lucas' cold mouth suddenly curved downward, and his eyebrows were twisted together like a rag at some point.

I don't know how much time has passed...

in the manager's office.

Grayson came out mechanically.

Grayson quietly returned to his desk and sat down.

At this moment, Lucas taunted behind him:

"Greyson, this is your so-called answer you want to show me? Hehe... Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

"..."

Lucas' taunt was not refuted this time.

Lucas frowned slightly.

With stiff steps, he walked quickly to Grayson's desk.

Grabbing the collar, he lifted Grayson up: "If you're a man, don't pretend to be dumb, Grayson!"

Lucas stared at Grayson angrily, but Grayson didn't answer him at this time.

Because, at this moment, Grayson's entire face, like the rest of the company, has become distorted and blurred.

"How... how could this be?"

Grayson's change made Lucas subconsciously let go of Grayson's hand.

Grayson's body fell vertically, and his head hit the bench, making a ding-dong sound.

Still, no one around cares...

"Grayson..."

Looking at Grayson in front of him, Lucas's eyes suddenly burst into raging anger, and his eyes were once again covered with that weird grayish white.

But just when Lucas was about to lose control of his emotions, Grayson who fell to the ground suddenly grabbed his thigh.

Lucas turned around in surprise.

I saw that Grayson, whose eyes were slack, slowly took out a few blank papers from his arms, and he held them up high.

With difficulty, he murmured: "Go back, go home..."