After arriving at the destination, Xie Chongyue tidied himself up and kept his style consistent with that of the special investigation team.

"How do we get in?" asked the big money man and the eldest son.

Liu Zhao said, "Wait a minute, at eight o'clock sharp, there will be a door."

Door?

That should be the entrance.

Logistics personnel in plain clothes were busy coming and going around, and some of them were standing by with unknown instruments, ready to go.

Xie Chongyue took a deep breath. It was now 7:45 in the evening, and there were still fifteen minutes left.

"Are you nervous?" Du Yan gave him a wink and said with a smile: "Don't worry, it's not difficult to survive."

Xie Chongyue asked: "Is it the same for other people?"

The woman was stunned for a moment and said, "How can you generalize? Your physique is right here."

After a while, she said, "You lost someone here. It's important, isn't it?"

She was very attentive and had guessed it almost exactly.

"But the people inside can choose to leave or stay. If you don't find the other person in reality, then he or she should be active in the strange domain." Du Yan didn't say it directly. She felt that if her guess was correct, then this mission was not good news.

But that shouldn't be the case. Isn't it said that the third son of the Xie family hates Xu Shiqing so much? Before the latter disappeared, the two of them had a quarrel and were about to fall out?

She was puzzled, but in the final analysis, she had only heard it from others and did not know the inside story.

"What are you talking about?" Gao Xingyi looked over and waved, "Du Yan, stop chatting. The Ghost Domain is about to open."

He looked at the others and said, "Fang An, is your buff ready?"

The taciturn man nodded and clutched the gun at his back.

Xie Chongyue had heard of his introduction. He was a sniper in the special investigation team and was positioned as a long-range mage.

"Although Fang An's buff is very useful, it has a time limit after all. When you enter the ghost domain, remember to seize the time to get clues." Gao Xingyi was obviously talking to Xie Chongyue.

"I know." Xie Chongyue nodded.

After a while, the minute hand slowly approached the number 12, just like at this moment, the originally bright space became inexplicably dark, and strange gray-black fog twisted into a knot in front of them like a whirlpool. In a moment, a white thread stretched out from it, revealing the bizarre interior.

Xie Chongyue's visual nerves were a little stinging from the oppression of the light, and he had to squint his eyes to relieve the discomfort.

"Let's go." Liu Zhao patted Xie Chongyue on the shoulder. His affection for this junior who had already been halfway in their department was beyond words - even though Xie Chongyue was two years older than him.

The world behind the door, also known as the Strange Realm, is worthy of the word "strange".

The dead tree creaked, the crow flapped its wings, stopped to preen its feathers, and the hanging corpse at the feet, swaying a few times in the wind, formed a picture that made people's backs chill.

Xie Chongyue took a deep breath, thinking, this is such an exciting start?!

·

Xu Shiqing held a kerosene lamp and walked slowly forward.

He was wearing a long gown and a mandarin jacket, and small round-framed glasses, looking like a scholar.

There was a hustle and bustle of traffic all around. Among the people coming and going, there were modern people in short sleeves and long trousers, working people in short coats, and ancient people in wide-sleeved long robes with fluttering sleeves.

"Why hasn't anyone come to see me yet?" he muttered to himself, "This shouldn't be the case. The information has been sold to this extent."

He wanted to explain the situation clearly and be cunning.

[Hold steady, we are just here to be tools]

021 was cracking data melon seeds and talking leisurely.

"I've been a homeless person in there for six years." Xu Shiqing complained: "The setting of this world is too confusing. It's said to be a ghost-like world, but it also has a bit of a rule-based framework. It's said to be a rule-based world, but it also has a bit of an infinite flow."

Anyway, it's just a stitched monster.

021 Indifferent [It’s just to gain popularity, it’s not a big deal. 】

[Besides, when writing stories, there are only a few settings. You have to allow some worlds to stand out purely for their novelty.]

If new ideas were so easy to come up with, they would have been everywhere in the world long ago.

Obviously, they didn't have the ability to create a new genre in this world, so they pieced together a worldview from various sources.

So, I sent a task to the Space-Time Bureau, requiring a complete love line to add luster to the story.

Xu Shiqing: ...

He was speechless. The bureau gave him the task and also wrote a reason, saying that if they, a young couple, were to team up to do this task, they would definitely be like fish in water and inseparable. After all, fake couples are not as good as real couples.

Well, that could be considered a reason.

"Brother, someone wants your help." A vendor running a pancake stand stopped him and said, "They want your lamp. They say they can exchange it for a few rules."

Everything in the strange domain is chaos, but there is order in this disorder.

As weirdos who live by rules, the hard currency in transactions is self-evident.

Xu Shiqing tilted his head and asked, "Where is it?"

Walking in the direction pointed by the other party, the surrounding scenery kept changing. In a moment, the bustling city became quiet. Xu Shiqing saw a blurry figure in front of him, which gradually appeared.

He came to another strange place.

"I want your lights, the more the better." Xu Shiqing had never heard of the owner of that voice, but he knew who it belonged to.

The merchants of the Weird Realm claim that anything can be bought from them, as long as the price is paid. But in the strangeness of the Weird Realm, they are also notorious middlemen, middlemen who love to resell.

"Rules." Xu Shiqing didn't waste any words, which was consistent with the image he always showed to the outside world.

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