The 439th chapter of the scheming newspaper's natural mission land, the white eyebrow's words were deafening, and the faces of everyone present were a bit ugly. It was obvious that they had fallen into the trap of the newspaper, but they had to drill in one by one...
It feels like an evil spirit has firmly trapped the executors, but instead of making a move, they have to play word games with the executors.
White eyebrow gritted his teeth and said with some uncertainty: "I haven't participated in any mission yet, but I always feel that the content of this mission is a bit..."
"Strange?" Song Zhuoming took the unfinished words of Baimei at the right time.
Baimei frowned suddenly, and he carefully recollected the word, and there was indeed no more appropriate word than it.
Xu Lang looked at the white eyebrows with admiration. He seriously looked at this strange-looking middle-aged man. This man's gray hair was somewhat neat, and he was wearing a plain Chinese tunic suit, with a hint of wise man's demeanor.
"You are all right. This mission is very difficult, and the content of the mission is surprisingly weird. There are many flaws. There are many tonality that go against the content of the usual mission. I am not even sure whether this is a deliberate arrangement by the newspaper, or We think too much!" Xu Lang finally stopped the topic.
"The name of the mission this time is called Daydream, which literally means daydream, but the time we enter the apartment and the time we leave the apartment are both late at night, which is already a violation;
Secondly, this is a task that has no solution level. As noted in Note 1... Doesn't have a way of life or a dead end, is it superfluous
Also, the task content said that the task will randomly allocate floors and rooms for us at the beginning of the task, and the last note 5 only says that we can't leave the apartment, then... if we leave the assigned room... or even exchange rooms with other people, will it be true? "
Speaking of this, and then contacting the previous words spoken by Baimei and Song Zhuoming, all the executors present fell into silence. The content of this mission was a bit rough or even sloppy, and it did not seem to be published by a consistently rigorous newspaper! Remember URL
Is this deliberate, or is it just commonplace, no one knows...
Lou Yun, the only girl in the newspaper, was unable to intervene. Seeing the gloomy faces of everyone, her emotions were also full of despair, and she even let out a low sob. Her cry made other people think deeply. The state interrupted, only Rong Chuan softly comforted in the other glaring eyes.
At this time, John whispered: "Basically, the analysis has been exhausted, but regarding Note 4, the part that does not limit the ability, hasn't it been analyzed yet?"
"Note 4: This mission does not restrict any means, including time backtracking authority." This point is actually weird, because the former already includes the latter, but I have to repeat it again.
However, Xu Lang waved his hand. The reason why he didn't list this is because he already knew the source and meaning of this one: "The last time I was forced to go to a desperate mission, I was forced to use the time retrospective ability, but I was caught by the newspaper. The notification is unavailable. I must add this sentence to the task, and I also want to tell me that there is no place where the permissions cannot be used in the Shenshen apartment."
At this moment, Yan Yan finally got up from his chair. He put his hands on the table and glanced around with piercing eyes. He stayed on everyone's face for a while, and finally said in a deep voice: "The task has actually been analyzed. It's almost time to study the problem of grouping into the deep apartment to explore."
It’s not a good thing to shake everyone’s body when this sentence is said, but it is a step that must be taken. In fact, newspapers can give such an opportunity, whether they are in good intentions or in bad faith, they have no choice. Can only bite the bullet and go in!
In fact, if they miss this opportunity, it is likely that the death rate will be higher and faster in the next task. Under the double embarrassment, the executors raised their heads in a unified manner and looked at Xu Lang and Xu Lang who were fighting side by side. Yan Yan!
But after Xu Lang thought for a while, he finally pushed his glasses and sat back on the chair, leaving the grouping arrangement to Yan Yan!
Yan Yan didn't pay attention to Xu Lang's body. With a point of his finger, the two rows of executors seated on the left and right stood up one after another without any muddles. It seemed that he had already thought about the grouping situation.
On the left, starting with Lou Yun at the end: "Lou Yun, Rong Chuan, John, Song Zhuoming, you are the first batch!"
Immediately afterwards, he pointed to Wuming on the first chair in the left row, then looked to Wu Cheng in the back row, and said quietly, "Wu Ming, Wu Cheng, Bai Mei, Han Bolin, you four are in the second batch. Times!"
Wuming stood up at this time, placed the phone in his palm in front of Yan Yan, swiped his finger on the screen, zoomed in on a picture, and said in a deep voice: "Deep apartment, not high or low, only eighteen floors. Located near the suburbs of Xicheng District, it is a building in a'deep alley'. This is an old building that has been around for 20 years. There used to be large factories there, but now after the relocation, not only the number of people living is reduced. It is even more desolate, a natural mission place!"
In the picture, it was taken from the perspective of a cloudy sky. The 18-story apartment looks even more weird. It stands out from the side of many abandoned factories. The original color should be white, but now it has turned yellow. The gloomy weather is very strange, like a monster in the dark fog.
The fog is shrouded in the central position, as if the apartment is abruptly cut into two parts from the top and bottom, and the angle of this upside-down shot is also very peculiar, like someone lying on the ground, shooting like a toad. to make.
But the angle of shooting is a bit different from sitting on the ground. It's more like shooting from the height of a person lying on the ground while raising the camera above his head...
"Where did you find this photo?" Yan Yan frowned. He always felt that the angle of this photo was a bit too special. Under normal circumstances, no one would take pictures in this position.
"After the browser searched the apartment deeply, only such a message popped up. There was a consultation on it, but only the location information and this photo." Wuming replied with a cold face and expressionlessly.
Yan Yan stared at this picture, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt a kind of creepy feeling. It was like this building gave him a strong sense of oppression. Of course, this is also the visual effect brought by this kind of perspective. related…
Hearing this, he took out his mobile phone and searched Shen Shen Apartment, but then his brows tightened, because after he searched Shen Shen Apartment, the webpage crashed, and there was no web page information at all!
He turned his head to look at Xu Lang, and Xu Lang also raised the screen of his phone early, and looked at it strictly, with a clear line of small words on it: "The webpage is lost..."
"What is the result of checking Shenshen Apartment?"
As soon as this remark came out, everyone started to search for it on their own, but without exception, there were network problems, and there were not even search results!
Yan Yan's strangeness in his heart was even more obvious when he watched this scene. He stared at the picture on the anonymous phone again, "Why can you find it?"
Wuming shook his head: "I don't know."
But the picture that Yan Yan looked at was suddenly moved. I don’t know if he was dazzled. The building in that picture, the rightmost window on the thirteenth floor...
The window that originally reflected the white light actually pulled the curtain from the inside!
Yan Yan exuded a sense of uneasiness and horror from the bottom of his heart. He grabbed the phone and wanted to check it again, but the webpage on the phone screen suddenly began to exit and collapse, and the picture fell apart and blurred into a ball. .
The colorful pictures crumpled together, Yan Yan stared tightly. Suddenly he saw a dry palm full of blood suddenly stretched out of the screen, and he was about to dig into his eyeballs, and he threw the phone in a hand. Go out!
Stab!
The chair behind him was knocked back a few steps by Yan Yan's violent reaction, making a harsh noise, and also pulling Yan Yan back from the previous terrible scene, looking at everyone again.
He was surprised to find that everyone was looking at him with a bewildered face, and the nameless stared at him with some dissatisfaction, and picked up the phone that Yan Yan had thrown out.
Seeing this scene, Xu Lang narrowed his eyes slightly, splashed light, and took hold of Yan Yan's body, and whispered, "What do you see?"
"There is a problem with that picture... I don't know if the newspaper wants us to see it, or something otherworldly released the picture. That picture is not static, it is dynamic, and it is played in real time!" Yan Yan was a little frightened, he There is no mission that has abnormal conditions before the mission has started.
"Why do you judge this?" Xu Lang looked at the phone in Wuming's palm and found that the webpage had also collapsed and had become a whiteboard.
Yan Yan sighed, then walked to the east of the conference room, pulled the curtains aside, and pointed to the scene outside the window.
This is the evening, the afterglow disappears, and only the half-black weather is left. It really looks like a cloudy day. He walked quickly back to Xu Lang's side and said softly: "The weather in the picture It is exactly the same as the current one, and the shooting from that angle is like something placed on the ground, live broadcast of the deep apartment in real time!"
Xu Lang looked at the weather outside with a bit of puzzlement, and then recalled the picture. It was indeed the same as Yan Yan said.
"This should be the evil spirit's mystery, creating tension. It is revealing its ability. It can create supernatural events in the newspaper!" Xu Lang's face is a bit bad. He knows the evil spirit he is facing this time, I am afraid. Extraordinary...
Yan Yan stood in place, he was more not afraid, but the kind of unknown. The power of this evil spirit seems to be unknown now, but only by penetrating the Internet and reality, even to the newspapers. The extraordinary information delivered by the executors inside is enough to prove its strength.
And the other executors didn't understand what the weird Yan Yan and Xu Lang were doing for so long, and what they saw, because they couldn't take care of so much.
Rong Chuan, John and Lou Yun have already begun to whisper, seeming to be discussing this early exploration, victory or defeat, and crisis. On the other side, Wu Cheng and others are also exploring.
After thinking about it, Yan Yan ignored the previous events and said to everyone: "The tasks of the two batches are not difficult. You only need to determine the structure, doubts, and the number of residents in this deep apartment. But, we don’t need to do too much, after all, this is incomprehensible and there is no way out!"
Xu Lang looked at Song Zhuoming at this time and sighed in his heart. Song Zhuoming is a young boy he is very optimistic about. He said that in time, Song Zhuoming will grow into a different self and be on his own, but it seems that there is not much time now. Now, there is no such condition.
Song Zhuoyan's death, for Song Zhuoming, not only lost his only relative, but also lost his only hope in the newspaper, and all of this was the result of Xu Lang's failure to speculate on his life.
After Xu Lang sighed, he looked at Rong Chuan and said softly, "Rong Chuan, I have handed Song Zhuoming to you. He is still a child. You are the leader of the first batch. Be careful!"
Rong Chuan glanced at Xu Lang unexpectedly, and finally his eyes fell on Song Zhuoming with a numb face. He gritted his teeth and nodded silently.
At this moment, Wu Cheng bent his fingers and tapped on the table, attracting Xu Lang and Yan Yan's attention. He turned his gloomy face around, looked directly at the two of them, and said hoarsely. : "Eight of us were sent out by you, how about you two?"
Everyone looked at the forefront of the solid wooden table. Faced with this situation, Xu Lang kept silent and handed over the right to speak to Yan Yan.
Yan Yan slowly turned his head, glanced at Wu Cheng indifferently, and said without a smile: "The two of us will be the third batch and explore alone!"
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