You don't decrypt at all do you?

The heads of the mobs slowly lifted as the golden dots rose, changing from looking down to looking up, and from looking up to looking up.

Then, the golden dot stopped in mid-air, about a hundred meters away from them.

Afterwards, the dots began to vibrate crazily.

Dot: "???" What about people? !

The mob: "???" Where are people? !

"What the fuck does that mean?!"

"Wish Wen ascended to heaven?!"

"Grass! Are we missing a flying prop?"

"Shut up, you! There's such a thing as fucking flying props!"

"No! Why does it look more ignorant than us?!"

The mobs were full of "???" looking up at the dots in the air: "..."

They won't.

It's true, no more.

The dots in the air stopped moving, and fell motionless in mid-air, dancing in mid-air.

After a long time, Mob A turned his head numbly, "Is there a possibility that it can't find Zhu Wen?"

025: Where did you die?! 6K

After the game. Taiwan / District 11

"...No, go from the left."

"Isn't the right side an effect?"

"Eat two more on the left."

"...makes sense."

As soon as my sister returned to the office of the 11th district administrator, she became numb when she saw the scene in the office.

She stared at Zhu Wen and Ji Shuang for a while, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Zhu Wen and Ji Shuang raised their heads at the same time: "Play a game."

Afterwards, the two lowered their heads at the same time and continued to stare at the phone.

Sister: "..." Why is the tacit understanding between the two used in this kind of place?

Forget it.

She waved her hand, just play the game, at least not torturing the administrator of District 11.

"What's going on?" My sister raised her eyebrows as she looked at the pained District 11 administrator: "Didn't you just say two hours? Have you encountered a problem?"

District 11 administrator: "...No, it's almost ready."

His pain did not come from the restoration of the special numbering system, but from Zhu Wen and Ji Shuang sitting in front of him and playing games as if no one was there.

He looked at his sister: "You really can't see why I have this expression?"

Sister: "You are sick, maybe."

District 11 administrator: "..."

He wanted to "tsk", but when he thought that the confinement area was about to be repaired, he thought it better not to "tsk".

Forget it, let's get down to business.

The administrator of District 11 looked at Zhu Wen, "That...Zhu Wen? Yes, Zhu Wen. Do you have anything with you? Props are best."

Zhu Wen: "Is it with you?"

He took out a butterfly knife from his pocket: "Does this count?"

District 11 management officer: "...it's better not to lose it easily."

Zhu Wen: "Oh."

In fact, he doesn't think it will be lost if he holds it in his hand, but it's hard to say what will happen in the future. What if there is such an emergency that it is too late to pick it up after throwing it out?Or the butterfly knife is not strong enough and will be damaged under certain circumstances.

He raised his hand and shook the bracelet on his wrist that Shu Shu had given him before, and he hadn't figured out how to use it yet: "What about this one?"

"This is fine." The administrator of District 11 quickly responded, stared at Zhu Wen's wrist for a while, and said with a dry smile, "I can't take this off."

Zhu Wen: "Indeed."

Since it activated itself a few times in special levels, the width of the bracelet has completely matched the circumference of Zhu Wen's wrist over time.

"It's okay if you can't take it down," the administrator of District 11 waved: "You can come here."

Zhu Wenyiyan walked to the administrator of District 11: "And then?"

"Just put your hand on the table," the administrator of District 11 said casually, and then added: "Just make sure the bracelet can touch this piece."

He raised his hand and tapped on the lower left corner of the control panel, intending to explain it seriously.But after thinking about the nouns of this and that, I still need to explain them, so I paused for a moment, and changed to a more intelligible way of saying:

"It's easier for me to change the props of the game. Your numbering system is not a big problem, it's just interfered. We can block the interference 'footprint', just... you can understand it as a signal jammer."

Zhu Wen: "OK."

He bent his waist and leaned his elbows on the table, watching the administrator of District 11 toss.

Not to mention, standing in this position for a long time is uncomfortable.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhu Wen heard Ji Shuang say "sit here", and then moved the only chair in the office besides the one under the buttocks of the District 11 administrator.

Zhu Wen sat down and said casually, "I love you."

Ji Shuang: "...the dead crow is possessed, right?"

Zhu Wen: "Indeed."

Ji Shuang: "..."

She had nothing to do, and she didn't have anything to talk to her sister, so she just focused on the 11th district administrator's work together with Zhu Wen.

The administrator of District 11 felt two eyes seeking knowledge: "..."

He raised his head and asked his sister for help.

My sister shrugged and spread her hands.

Afterwards, the elder sister said: "I'll go to the office 'over there', and I'll be back later."

"Over there" naturally refers to the crisis response department.

Seeing Zhu Wen nod her head, her sister left, leaving the administrator of District 11 alone to suffer from the gazes of Zhu Wen and Ji Shuang.

How many years has it been since he was stared at at work?

This is outrageous!

The management officer of District 11 took a deep breath and advised himself not to worry about it.

He lowered his head, concentrating on what was in front of him.

He didn't raise his head to look at Zhu Wen until it was completely done, "Okay, look..."

District 11 administrator stuck.

He looked at Zhu Wen, who was sitting on the chair looking at him, and then at Ji Shuang, who was probably tired from standing, so he supported Zhu Wen's shoulders and sat on the arm of the chair, yawning.

Then he decided to pretend he was blind.

"……cough."

The administrator of District 11 cleared his throat, and continued facing Zhu Wen: "Check to see if the missions that were blocked in the past have been swiped out. Just swiped out all of them."

Zhu Wenyiyan opened the game panel to check, and said unhurriedly: "I have encountered a situation before that all of them were swiped out in one go, and even the main characters of the next level were swiped out."

District 11 management officer: "...or maybe it was disturbed."

But in fact, after a bunch of numbered missions were drawn out in one breath last time, the only remaining incomplete display is the slow level—and this level is the last time the numbering system went crazy and spoiled the main target in advance that pass.

After that, there will be special levels, and there should be no special tasks.

Zhu Wen lowered his eyes and watched the update of the special number task interface.

But after a while, it came up with the specific tasks of that level slowly.

Anyway, they are all games that I have played before. After Zhu Wen confirmed that it was normal, I stopped watching it.

The special level was skipped directly, just as Zhu Wen guessed.

Then, there is the advanced field game that he is currently working on.

【The mountain god has not seen anyone for a long time, he is not believed in, and what he gets is always fear】

【He never harmed anyone, but people regarded him as an evil spirit and avoided him】

【Repetitive days and nights make him no longer feel the flow of time. He sits on the top of the mountain all day long, hoping that one day someone will climb to the top of the mountain and stand in front of him】

[If such a person really appears, he may be willing to hand over his authority, and he is ready to leave here]

[The special clearance conditions have been refreshed. This level is a multiplayer level. If the numbered player completes the special clearance conditions, it has nothing to do with fellow team members and can leave the game first]

【Pass through the special customs clearance conditions, the numbered player will get 8000 points】

[If you get the "Mountain God's Authority", you will get an additional 8000 points]

Zhu Wen: "Well..."

He stood up abruptly: "I got rich."

Ji Shuang: "...?"

District 11 management officer: "???"

"No," he looked at Zhu Wen: "What to get rich? What to get rich? Are you done?"

Zhu Wen's left eye flashed with "accumulation" and his right eye flashed with "fen", and he nodded firmly: "It's done."

District 11 administrator: "...As for being so happy?"

He muttered, but didn't understand.

After all, this broken task system has been broken for so long, and I haven't seen him bothering him much.

Forget it.

This is not something he needs to worry about!

The manager of District 11 waved his hand quite generously, "It's fine when it's done, you wait here, I'll contact Miss Executive."

Zhu Wen: "OK."

"Is there any difference?" Ji Shuang only spoke at this time.

"Have."

Zhu Wen showed Ji Shuang the tasks displayed on the panel, "There is one that is more troublesome."

He pointed at the text displayed on the panel: "I used to complete the task alone, even if all the staff cleared the level, but now it is only counted as me clearing the level. And..."

Zhu Wen frowned and thought for a while: "In the previous games, this numbering system was quite like a standard plot of a romantic comedy, but now... it doesn't feel like a strategy for 'Love Direction'."

What's more, the task target of this level is the mountain god.

The wording of this task gave Zhu Wen the feeling that not only did he need to get close to the mountain god, but he also had to gain the mountain god's approval.

But now he is a player on the BOSS side.

When he was in the ordinary field before, he thought that the mission targets were ordinary NPCs, but the reality was that the mission targets were all players.

what about now?

Now he has become the NPC he knew in the past, so what is the mountain god?

You can't still be a player, can you?

Shouldn't the highest level a player can achieve in a game be a senior position in the backstage of the game?

Zhu Wen curled her lips, a little puzzled.