This Simplification is Too Outrageous!

A blood moon descends, spiritual energy revives, and anomalous spirits run rampant.

Qiao Yuan picked up a novel.

"Scanned [Breaking Precepts Bladework].""Named 'Breaking...

Chapter 553: Set off to find the map!

Lishi.

Misty drizzle.

The streets were deserted and the streetlights were dim, adding a gloomy atmosphere to this quiet little city.

A figure walked slowly through the rain and entered the community.

Xie Wei, who was soaked all over, was hunched over, showing the fatigue unique to a working man. After returning home, he fell headfirst onto the bed.

I have been working overtime day and night these days. My superiors asked me to write a piece about the collapse of a popular laboratory, invite some awakened people to be the spokesperson, and find a way to link my own energy drink with it.

Time is short and the task is heavy!

After working all night, he still failed to complete the task.

My heart has been aching these days.

Perhaps because he was worried that he would die suddenly and be condemned by society, his boss very humanely allowed him to go home and rest and continue brainstorming the next morning.

In fact, this job is not difficult. Just look for inspiration on the Internet and copy from here and there.

But...he has been offline recently.

I always feel something is a little strange, but I can't put my finger on what it is.

It all started with what happened a few days ago.

I was working all night to revise the plan. I rushed to the bathroom because I had diarrhea, but when I was done I found that there was no toilet paper. What's more, I didn't bring my cell phone with me.

Just as he was about to muster up the courage to pull up his pants and pretend that everything was done before going to his workstation to get some paper, he heard the toilet door creak open.

He was overjoyed at the time and immediately asked for help.

"Lao Zhang, is that you?"

The other experienced colleagues had already left work, and at this time, besides himself, Lao Zhang was the only one left in the company.

However, unexpectedly, the person outside the door ignored him.

Through the narrow gap, it can be confirmed that there is indeed a person standing outside.

He didn't think much of it at the time.

"Lao Zhang, I forgot to bring paper, lend me some."

“…”

Quiet, extremely quiet!

The person outside the door seemed not to hear anything and just stood there without any reaction. Just when Xie Wei thought he had not expressed himself clearly.

The figure stopped in front of his door.

Bend down.

A piece of paper was passed through the gap at the bottom.

"Old Zhang, stop joking. How can you wipe your butt with A4 paper?" Xie Wei said unhappily.

On weekdays, Old Zhang looks honest and hardworking, but I didn't expect that he would actually play a joke on me.

But at this time his legs were numb and he was in no mood at all.

"Lao Zhang, if you don't have any paper, can you get some at my workstation?"

“…”

There was still no response, but the figure stood up.

As the sound of footsteps gradually faded, through the gap, one could vaguely see the shadow on the ground gradually dissipating.

After about a few minutes, the sound of the door opening was heard again.

Just when he thought it was all over.

A piece of paper was handed over.

At that time, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he wanted to go out immediately and splash that thing on the other person's face, but his numb legs reminded him not to move, otherwise the pain would be terrible to think about.

"Lao Zhang, I'm talking about toilet paper, not wet wipes. How can you use wet wipes containing alcohol to wipe your butt?

!”

"The toilet paper is under the third drawer on the left of my workstation. Please, I'll finish quickly and come out to finish the work together so we can leave work early. It's getting late now."

Use the time off to remind the other person that now is not the time to joke.

The footsteps faded away again.

It soon reappeared.

"Lao Zhang, do you think you are very humorous? Do you think the overtime hours are too short? Or is there something wrong with your brain?

At this moment, Xie Wei could no longer bear it.

What the other party brought was indeed toilet paper, but it was a packaging bag with toilet paper printed on it.

He wants paper!

Butt wipe paper!

It was late at night and I was already in a bad mood because I was forced to work overtime by my boss. Who would have the mind to joke with him?

Unable to bear it any longer, he rushed out with his pants in his hands, but because his legs were numb, he fell heavily to the ground. When he stood up, rubbed his head and looked around, he found that there was no one there.

Running pretty fast!

He rushed out of the toilet in anger and found Lao Zhang, who was working overtime with him, and confronted him face to face.

However, the other party's next words made him feel terrified.

Lao Zhang said that he had never left his workstation from beginning to end, so how could he deliver paper?

Lao Zhang did not lie, as can be seen from his work progress and the surveillance footage of the next day.

So... who was the person who delivered the paper to me?

I thought about it for a long time but still couldn't figure it out.

In the next few days, these strange things happened more and more.

“…”

Once he forgot the work assigned to him by his leader. Just when he was nervously preparing to confess, he opened his computer and found that the work had been completed. However, upon closer inspection, it was full of dense typos and various incoherent sentences, as if an elementary school student who was in the literacy stage was typing for him.

Another time, I was about to be late, so I rushed into the elevator and found that someone was pressing the elevator buttons for every floor, but I was only three minutes away from being late.

Perfect attendance is at stake!

At this critical moment, in the blink of an eye, all the elevator buttons failed to work, except for one button that was lit.

That's my floor!

“…”

The day before yesterday, it was raining outside and I didn’t bring an umbrella, but there was an umbrella inexplicably in the corner.

When I line up in the cafeteria, the person in front of me always falls down for no apparent reason...

Every time I take the subway home, there are always empty seats...

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