You don't decrypt at all do you?

Afterwards, 673891 sat up straight suddenly, "I'm stupid?"

He closed the email, rubbed his eyes, then shook his head.

"Fucking brain must be flooded." 673891 felt that there was no other possibility, so he shook his head vigorously again.

After finishing this refreshing set, he reopened the instruction email.

[All staff in the security maintenance department are requested to complete the assignment of teams and responsible scenes within 1 hour, and destroy game scenes No. E00001-E01000]

[Destruction indicator: confirm that the scene cannot be easily repaired and run again]

【——Supreme Commander of the Crisis Response Department】

673891 blinked, made a "hiss—" and looked back at his colleague: "I seem to have a problem with my brain."

The colleague turned his head and blinked: "I seem to be too."

673891:"……"

colleague:"……"

The two looked at each other in silence, and the silence for a long time failed to break the strange silence.

Until the leader of their team rushed in: "Get up all the fuck! Come to work!"

673891 turned his head with hindsight, and his tone was extremely cautious: "The work you are talking about, do you mean that the people above asked us to tear down the scene?"

After speaking, he was shocked.

Saying this has more impact than it appears at first glance!

When did he do such a thing?

Isn't the core of his job to ensure the smooth operation of the game scene, and kill all the players who destroy the game scene? !

The team leader nodded, "That's right, the grouping has been confirmed just now. We are in charge of E00250-E00300 here, and we may have to help other groups depending on the situation."

673891 stared wide-eyed: "So it's not me who is crazy, but the people above are crazy?"

The team leader shouted with a big B pocket: "You fucking!..."

The cursing words were not spoken, and the group leader stopped himself.

Not what he said.

No matter how you look at this order, it seems that the people above have collectively suffered from epilepsy.

He was silent for a moment, "...it's all right."

"Get ready and leave in 10 minutes." After saying this, the team leader turned and left the duty room.

As soon as he went out, he hugged his head.

——Is this fucking really possible? !

10 minute later.

673891 stands in the game scene number E00250.

He was in a misty dense forest, surrounded by colleagues from the same group, and the entire group looked ugly, but it was not because of environmental problems, but because of what they were going to do next.

Someone held up the torch hesitantly, and said anxiously: "...Is it... just set it on fire... and that's enough?"

673891 nodded, then quickly shook his head: "I don't know!"

He scratched his head, thinking that this was too fascinating.

There may be only one reasonable explanation—the supreme commander of the crisis response department wants to reverse the game!

Thinking of this, 673891 is very painful.

He is not that kind of person!

I can think about it, but he will do the weighing of pros and cons.

If he made a mistake in the game, he would be deducted points at most, but if he offended the people in the crisis response department, he would have to go back to his hometown directly!

Thinking of this, 673891 closed his eyes and turned his heart, took out the hot weapon that the team had just equipped him, and said with a determined face: "The rest of the players in the settings must also be destroyed, otherwise it will be easily repaired automatically. "

Colleague: "...I know, I know."

They probably all know the principle. After the division of labor is determined, the group of 10 people will disperse on the spot.

Those who set fire to the mountain set fire to the mountain, and those who are looking for a house to play demolition are looking for a house to play demolition.

It was indeed the first time to do such a job, but for some reason, the blood in 673891 boiled.

He watched the low house in front of him collapse suddenly, and the bricks and tiles cracked in the raging fire, he just felt...

it is good……

So happy!

673891's eyes were full of light, and the dark pupils reflected the fiery flames, and he was fascinated by it.

It wasn't until a colleague rushed out from the flames screaming, grabbed 673891 and ran towards the portal, that 673891 was so angry that Shen Dantian yelled: "You fucking have today in the game!!!"

Colleague: "..." Another crazy one.

...

...

After the game. Taiwan / crisis response department

"What the hell is this efficiency?"

An Miao stared at the dimmed scene icons one after another on the screen, and the label changed from "waiting for player matching" to "please fix", and blinked.

She didn't come to join in the fun, mainly because the options on her game panel had expired.

In the morning, Zhu Wen contacted her and asked someone to bring her here.

But it was useless for her to come, Zhu Wen and the others went to demolition, and the entire crisis response department left executive officer No. 38 alone on standby.

Fortunately, Executive Officer No. 38 was left behind. At least he and An Miao had met each other in the final scene, so getting along in this situation would not be awkward or awkward.

Executive Officer No. 38 scratched his head leisurely, and answered: "What kind of efficiency is this? The scene with the first number is the people from the security maintenance department. It's slow to death. You turn back,"

Executive Officer No. 38 raised his chin: "Executive officers invite you from the back to the front. It is estimated that today's target will be completed in two hours."

An Miao: "...you guys are quite skilled."

Executive Officer No. 38 is proud: "That's not it, we just pick anyone here, they are thorns when they are players. Don't say that there are no rules now, when there were rules in the past, they dared to do some small tricks to challenge the game. "

An Miao said "Oh", "Then why did you turn around and be a dog for You?"

Executive Officer No. 38 frowned: "How can the matter of the executive officer be called a dog?"

He shook his legs twice, very frankly: "We and Youyou call it 'let go of each other'. Besides..."

An Miao: "Say more?"

Executive Officer No. 38 looked away: "Whoever has a good time can't let it go, you have to jump around in the scene."

An Miao: "..." Makes sense.

She stopped talking, and she didn't care about the thorny past of the former executives, and asked instead: "Just tossing like this...is it okay?"

"No." Executive Officer No. 38 waved his hand, "The executive officers will come back in the afternoon, and they are only responsible for some difficult scenes. When they come back in the afternoon, they will rest. The main thing is to wait for the damaged scenes to stabilize. Let's find something together in the management area."

An Miao: "'Shard'?"

She also heard the broadcast, and it was broadcast on all channels.

Executive Officer No. 38 nodded: "I don't know how to identify the 'fragment', and there is no other hint. At least the first 'fragment' can only rely on this stupid method."

An Miao nodded, thinking so too.

Anyway, "fragmentation" also has the characteristic that it will not be blindly transformed, and it will not be destroyed, or else it will be hard to find.

"What if the scenes are not found after clearing?" An Miao asked.

Executive Officer No. 38: "Then clear the backstage."

An Miao: "..."

"There will always be a way." Executive Officer No. 38 waved his hand, and his face, which had been indifferent all day long, showed a bit of seriousness: "If it is a 'thing', then forget it. I'm afraid it is a person. Hey, we can't chop them one by one, treat the ones that don't die as 'fragments', right?"

An Miao "haha" laughed dryly twice: "Think...you think far enough..."

It's not that she can't help being scared.

It is the method mentioned by Executive Officer No. 38. Referring to the past behavior of the crisis response department, at least half of the people in this department will agree and implement this method immediately.

She doesn't know the way they get along in the department, the atmosphere of conversation and work, but she is also a player who has honestly scored 60 points in the game.

She had seen from afar how the crisis response department killed people.

"Don't be afraid."

Executive Officer No. 38 waved his hand, "Miss No. 0 is not that kind of person, and we haven't reached this point yet."

An Miao: "...Then you say Gouba."

Executive Officer No. 38: "It's nothing to do, I'm scaring you~"

An Miao: "...grass."

003: The script is gradually scary 5K

real world

When Gu Suining, Bi Ye, and Jiang Ling got off the plane, it was already 10 hours after the broadcast.

Actually, they can't help much, but...

"Will your grandpa drive us out?" Gu Suining got into the car and began to torture Xue Chenxing: "For our position, Grandpa Xue knows what shit I'm going to do as soon as I poke my ass. Really? You can't tell us any secrets."

"Just treat it as if you are here for a trip?" Xue Chenxing was swayed back and forth by Gu Suining, the whole person is mature, uncharacteristically calm, and said unhurriedly: "Anyway, we can't help you with anything. Come on, it’s a big help if you don’t make trouble.”

Gu Suining said "Huh?", feeling something was wrong.

Although they seldom stayed together and played together when they grew up, after all, they lived together in the house and exposed the roof tiles when they were young, so there is still a tacit understanding.

He narrowed his eyes and said deeply, "Does Grandpa Xue know something?"

Xue Chenxing was expressionless: "Don't talk nonsense."

After speaking, he winked at Gu Suining.

Gu Suining fully understood, and sat upright: "I haven't seen Grandpa Xue for a long time, I'll go and show him some talents."

Xue Chenxing sneered: "You are very talented."

Gu Suining took out the mobile phone in his pocket and pressed the play button on the recording interface.

Immediately, Xue Chenxing's words, "You're so talented" rang on the phone.

Xue Chenxing's face immediately distorted.

Gu Suining "hummed" twice: "Grandpa Xue, please listen to his speech on the quality of his good grandson."

Xue Chenxing: "Die to me!"

Gu Suining: "Ha!"

Seeing this, Jiang Ling, who was sitting in the last row, sighed.

Forget it, if even these little ones are sad all day long, that's what's bothering them.It would be great if someone had a good attitude, otherwise she would have to pull herself together to comfort them.

The small ones are enough to save trouble, and Jiang Ling can feel more at ease.

She turned around and asked Xue Manting who was sitting quietly in the back seat: "Why don't you talk?"

Xue Manting turned to look at her, and smiled a little embarrassedly: "I can't get in."

Jiang Ling laughed and thought so too.

Xue Manting's character is too quiet, just like the boys in front are bluffing like this, Xue Manting can't say anything.

But she is not the kind of person who can't make a dull fart after a few slaps. Seeing Jiang Ling hesitate to speak, Xue Manting leaned over and whispered, "When we came out at noon, we said we would take Suining to hang out with us."

Jiang Ling: "Huh?"

Xue Manting: "Grandpa said... we can go out and play for a while, but we are not allowed to go to those small islands in the south when we grow old."