Xiao Jin struggled for over a decade in the apocalypse before perishing with the Zombie King. To her surprise, she woke up, reborn into a world without zombies.
Before she could even bother w...
When they got closer, they discovered that each person had a sticky note on their workstation. Xiao Jin picked up hers and quickly glanced at it.
Night shift staff job duties:
1. Please go to the archives room on the 34th floor, find the file numbered "1414", and bring it back to your workstation.
2. The contents of the archives need to be compiled into a report. Employees are requested to submit the compiled report to the General Manager's office on the 44th floor at 4:00 AM.
3. You may not leave the building during this period.
Xiao Jin frowned slightly.
The 34th-floor archives, number "1414," 4 a.m.... these keywords clearly carried an ominous connotation. She looked up at the others and noticed that their expressions were also somewhat solemn.
Cui Mingyang unfolded the note, and Xiao Jin glanced at it and found that it was the same task. That was fine, it saved them the trouble.
"It seems this mission is not simple," Xu Qing said in a low voice, his tone tinged with wariness.
"Stop talking nonsense and get moving," Xiao Bin said impatiently, yawning.
He hadn't slept at all in his dorm room before; he wasn't even that sleepy during the day. But as soon as it got dark, he found himself unable to stay awake.
Now Xiao Bin just wants it to end quickly so he can go back and get some sleep.
The others ignored his words, and Cui Mingyang walked to the window and looked down.
"Have you noticed that, just like inside the office building, there isn't a single ray of light outside?"
Hearing his words, everyone walked over. Xiao Bin, who was standing to the side, saw that he was being ignored, so he glared fiercely at Cui Mingyang from behind.
The group walked to the window and looked down, and sure enough, it was just as Cui Mingyang had said.
Even late at night, such a bustling area should be brightly lit. Not to mention the cars coming and going, there should at least be a street light!
After all, the location of the Central Trade Building is not some cornfield!
Xiao Jin frowned slightly. Then there was only one possibility: the space they were in was not the normal world, but a newly created space.
This also means that the building is extremely dangerous at this moment.
Without further investigation, and knowing that time was of the essence, the eight people headed straight for the elevator to get their hands on the files.
However, when Zhan Wenzhen pressed the elevator button, he found that the elevator did not respond, and the side display showed that the elevator was stuck on the 4th basement floor.
"Is the elevator broken?" Xu Qing said rather jokingly.
"Looks like we'll have to take the stairs." Zhan Wenchen's tone wasn't surprised; for them, taking the stairs was much better than taking the elevator.
"It's only one floor anyway, let's go!" Everyone nodded and quickly headed towards the stairwell.
The stairwell was dimly lit, and the walls seemed to have been recently repaired. As soon as you stepped inside, a strong smell of building materials filled the air.
Xiao Jin frowned subconsciously.
Such a large landmark building, what happened? Did the property management run out of money when choosing materials? What kind of shoddy paint is this?
Xu Qing was utterly speechless. First, there was the elevator, then a wall. How dare they call such a dilapidated building 'worth its weight in gold'?
"We've reached the 34th floor," Zhan Wenchen said softly, pushing open the door to the stairwell.
To everyone's surprise, the players entered the 34th floor without any problems and encountered nothing strange in the stairwell.
As soon as everyone arrived, they found the entire floor to be pitch black, with only a dim yellow light shining from the doorway of the archives at the end of the corridor.
Under the lights, the door to the archives was half-open, as if waiting for their arrival.
"Be careful, both of you." Xiao Jin whispered a reminder to Xu Qing and the other, his long sword "Shadow Shatter" already in his hand.
The others had the same expression, and even Xiao Bin dared not be careless at this moment.
The group cautiously approached the half-open door of the archives room and peered inside through the dim light, discovering that it was filled with filing cabinets.
There was nothing else besides that. Seeing this, Nie Shuangshuang pushed the door open with her fists, and everyone filed in.
Upon closer inspection, the filing cabinets were labeled with numbers ranging from "1401" to "1499". The air was filled with the smell of old paper, mixed with a faint, almost imperceptible odor of decay.
“Number '1414'…” Zhan Wenzhen murmured to himself, his eyes quickly sweeping across the filing cabinet.
“Here it is,” Wang Bing suddenly said, pointing to a filing cabinet in the corner.
This was the first time she had spoken tonight.
Xiao Jin walked over and found that the filing cabinet was indeed labeled with the number "1414".
She reached into the drawer and pulled it open, revealing a thick file folder inside. Somewhat surprisingly, the folder was covered in dust, as if it hadn't been touched in a long time.
"Got it." Xiao Jin held the file folder in her hand, but felt a little uneasy.
Isn't everything going a little too smoothly? She doesn't believe the game is that kind!
The moment the idea popped into her head, as if to appease Xiao Jin, the door to the archives room suddenly slammed shut.
Everyone turned around abruptly and found a woman in a red uniform standing at the doorway. Her face was pale, her eyes were vacant, and a strange smile played on her lips.
His bright red suit looked like peeled human skin.
"The person in red..." Everyone's hearts tightened, and they quickly remembered the reminder in the work rules.
"Don't look at her, don't respond!" Zhan Wenchen whispered a reminder.
Everyone quickly lowered their heads, pretending not to see the woman.
However, the woman slowly walked towards them, her footsteps sounding exceptionally clear in the silent archives.
"Have you registered? You need to register first to take the files." The woman's voice was low and hoarse: "Come on, write down all the names."
Xiao Jin gripped the file folder tightly, her heart filled with apprehension. She knew that responding would trigger the "rule-based anomaly" death mechanism.
The woman's footsteps grew closer and closer, finally stopping in front of Xiao Jin. Xiao Jin could feel a chilling aura emanating from her, as if something was approaching her face.
"Why won't you answer me?" the woman's voice rang out again, this time even more sinister.
Xiao Jinquan pretended not to hear and simply turned around, his eyes scanning back and forth on the shelf in front of him, as if he were looking for something.
In just a few seconds, the surrounding temperature dropped lower and lower, and the woman's voice became less and less human.
The others gritted their teeth and dared not utter a single word.
Finally, after an unknown amount of time, the woman's footsteps sounded again, and this time she slowly left the archives. The door creaked open and then slammed shut.
“They’re gone…” Zhan Wenzhen breathed a sigh of relief and said in a low voice.
Xiao Jin nodded, quickly put away the file folder, and led everyone out of the archives.