The Game Show of Death: Demons of Reason

At the border of a certain country, years of desertion have made wild animals and plants flourish, forming a tropical rainforest.A low-rise building complex is hidden deep in the rainforest. The main body of the building is underground, and the areas are divided according to the security level. The highest security level area represented by the central communication room is located at the lowest level.

At this time, a man in a white uniform was standing outside the command hall, with a metal name tag pinned to his chest, on which his name was written: Nuoding Yang.

Nuo Ding Yang stayed outside the central communication room for an hour, but there was still no movement at the other end, and even as patient as he was, he was a little impatient.

"Huh? Has no one notified the schedule of GC-FRS5219? This meeting will last all morning."

Notting Yang turned to the source of the voice and saw another man in the same white uniform approaching. He was a few years younger than Noting Yang and was also Asian.His eyebrows are thick and flat, the corners of his eyes are drooping, and there is a mole around his mouth. His appearance gives people the impression of being innocent and kind, which is what is usually called the face of a good old man. He is not handsome, but it is quite pleasing to the eye.Nuoding Yang looked at his name tag: Baiyunqing.

"You are the assistant researcher of GC-FRS5219? It's unbelievable that they actually allow a peripheral engineer to assist GC-FRS5219."

Bai Yunqing spread his hands: "Who knows? We are just following orders."

Before the words were finished, the door of the reception room opened. The two of them looked into the room when they heard the sound, and saw a man of mixed race walking out the door. He had a cold expression, black hair, gray-blue eyes, and was wearing different styles of white clothes. uniform.He walked towards this side, Bai Yunqing smiled and called him: "FRS5219, today ended so quickly?"

"It's just an old proposal. It should have been passed long ago. Nuoding, how is the investigation going?"

The moment Nuoding saw GC-FRS5219, he immediately stood at attention respectfully: "The report, about the game of death show, is clearly organized by researcher Umbrella, facing the deep web, raising gangs, smugglers, and monopoly capital. However, the weapons in the game that exceed the current level of technology and the perfect means of secrecy are not what these laymen can provide. Researcher Umbrella also colludes with some personnel in the organization, and is controlled by the organization to a certain extent."

"Oh." GC-FRS5219 let out a sneer: "The death game show was originally a test project for the FRS model artificial man. Let ordinary people do it, it is a real death game. Such a cruel game can be carried out without anyone noticing. , I don’t think it would be possible without the help of the organization.”

Bai Yunqing heard their conversation, and his expression became serious: "Oh, I know that, when I was still in the information security department, I occasionally heard my colleagues chatting, the death game show was broadcast live on the deep web, and some colleagues who were under pressure I really like watching that show as a pastime—is it still on?"

"It won't happen soon." GC-FRS5219 said, "Umbrella is a lunatic. I executed him three years ago. Nodin, continue to find out all the people involved, and deal with it according to the situation."

Nuoding Yang: "Where's the new director? It seems to be called 'Wei Zixu'."

"Hmm." GC-FRS5219 said blankly, "Didn't he voluntarily participate in the death game? It's easy to let him die accidentally in the game."

"clear."

"Well." GC-FRS5219 finally said: "This matter will continue to be left to you, but the urgency is not high, and you can do it when you have time."

Nuoding Yang nodded and left in the direction of the elevator. GC-FRS5219 was about to rush to the next meeting, Bai Yunqing followed him, and when there were only the two of them left, Bai Yunqing whispered: "Xiao Fu, are you planning to accidentally kill that new director?"

"This little thing shouldn't bother me."

"Oh," Bai Yunqing muttered, "I heard that that man is a handsome guy, and I still want to meet him and ask him for his contact information..."

GC-FRS5219 stopped suddenly: "Bai Yunqing, do you want to see the dead or the alive?"

"Pfft ha ha ha!" Bai Yunqing laughed and said, "Xiao Fu is jealous, so cute." He walked around to the front of GC-FRS5219, and quickly kissed GC-FRS5219's right cheek.When looking at him again, GC-FRS5219 seemed a little dissatisfied.Bai Yunqing remembered that there were many cameras outside the central communication room, so he quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, you don't like being seen, do you?"

"When you kiss, kiss the lips. Don't make me say that again."

GC-FRS5219 pinched Bai Yunqing's chin, and carefully kissed his lips inside and out.It turned out that his dissatisfaction was because of this.

Bai Yunqing laughed softly in this kiss, so happy that a tear overflowed from the corner of his eye.He secretly stuffed a fingernail-sized miniature disk into the hands of GC-FRS5219, and whispered: "Have you not had a good rest recently? I wrote a stand-alone game, just for you, about a god who lost his memory." Retrieve memories and lover's fairy tales little by little. I wrote a self-destruct code, once found, it will be locked automatically, Xiaofu, you should play as soon as possible."

"Okay, what's the name of the game?"

"Godofnoone, the Nameless God."