Chapter 47: Seize the CD Battle - At least you got the game...



Chapter 47: Seize the CD Battle - At least you got the game...

"So what is this? Our enemies sent us a game?" Marshall said in disbelief. "And this game was developed by the most famous game company in Japan?"

"What does it mean? What does he want to do?"

silence.

No one answered Marshall's question.

After a while, someone said, "Boss, maybe we need to clear the level first to find out..."

"Okay, I know, but who's going to play?" Marshall tugged at his hair in frustration. "This game is incredibly popular, but it's also notoriously difficult—our excellent CIA agents, who among you has any experience with video games?"

The man who had just spoken said weakly, "Boss, how about I do it..."

He is the member responsible for providing information technology support.

He also likes to play games in his spare time. He has played [The Strongest Player] before. It is indeed difficult, but for an old player like him who can remember the levels, it is still worth a try.

Marshall motioned for him to try.

Feeling the boss's angry gaze, he suppressed the suggestion of "Why not switch to playing with a controller" and started playing directly with the computer keyboard.

This play is a whole summer... uh, no, this play is just a whole night.

His colleagues couldn't help but go to rest, leaving only Marshall, whose eyes were bloodshot and he refused to rest, insisting on staring at the computer, and who was still persisting with dark circles under his eyes.

"Ah, dead again..." he said in frustration.

Marshall: "Go on."

Damn this organization! Damn this game! Damn this clumsy company! Damn the [Strongest Player]!

Who on earth is playing such a difficult game?

Marshall's eyes were burning with anger because of the overtime work.

He must see this game completed!

subordinate:……

Please, even though you are working overtime, I am the one who is tired.

He resigned himself to his fate and reloaded the game.

Another three hours passed, and some of his colleagues had even rested and gotten up.

And he is still struggling with the game.

He and Marshall had grayish-green faces, bulging eyes, and stared at the screen with wide eyes. They hardly needed any makeup to be extras in a zombie movie.

"finally……"

Marshall was barely breathing.

On the computer screen, the hero finally stood in front of the dragon.

He bravely raised the sword in his hand towards the dragon, and his companions behind him also surrounded the dragon.

At this moment, the game suddenly froze.

The subordinate felt a pang in his heart and clicked the mouse.

No way!

You wouldn't freeze and crash at this time, would you?

Don't play with me, brother!

Fortunately, the game only froze for a moment and quickly resumed running, and they began the thrilling BOSS battle.

Another half an hour passed, and after great effort, they finally defeated the BOSS.

The dragon was repelled by the hero and flew away with a roar.

A treasure chest slowly emerged from the ground.

Marshall and his subordinates held their breath and manipulated the hero to go forward and open the treasure chest.

The treasure chest opened, revealing the glittering gold inside; at the same time, a sentence appeared on the screen:

[Congratulations to the player for completing "The Strongest Player"! ]

[More DLC is in the works, please stay tuned...]

Then with a snap, the screen went black.

Marshall: ?

No more?

Where are the rewards for the final level? Where are the messages?

Are you kidding me?

He pulled his bewildered subordinate's hand off the mouse and stared at the screen.

There must be something else...

The screen remained dark for a moment, and then white words suddenly appeared:

[Hey, what are you waiting for? Why don't you close the game? The boss is defeated, the treasure is obtained, the game is over, right?]

Marshall sneered and waited patiently.

What a joke! He has already endured more than ten hours a night. He doesn't mind these ten minutes.

He wanted to see what this bastard who could disguise himself had to say!

[…Okay, it seems like you guys must get some information from me, or you won’t be able to rest easy?]

What a shame! "Player Strongest" is clearly a puzzle game, yet you're playing it for such utilitarian purposes...

A vein popped out on Marshall's forehead.

Whose fault is this?

They're like a donkey with a carrot hanging in front of its head! They know this guy is trying to trick them, but they still have to keep running!

[…and stayed up all night. Tsk tsk tsk, does the CIA offer overtime pay?]

The subordinate couldn't help but say: "Of course there is, we are a formal organization!"

Marshall was concerned about something else:

How did the other party know that they had stayed up all night? Could it be...

He glanced at the signal jammer with a light on next to it, and it was on.

They are not connected to the internet and play offline.

The other party seemed to guess what he was wondering about, and words appeared on the screen again: [Don't look at it, this is just my guess. After all, you've lost both the wife and the army this time; you've invested so much sunk cost, if you don't get any benefits, you will be devastated, right?]

Marshall resisted the urge to swear.

He stared coldly at the screen to see what this guy would say next.

If I tell you I really don't have any information to share, will you get angry? Hey, young people who are always angry will age... Anger is bad for your health.

[You didn't gain nothing. At least, you gained *happiness*, didn't you? ]

[Okay, back to the point. Your new undercover agent isn't doing a good job, full of flaws. Don't worry—I'm not in the habit of reporting to the organization. She's the channel I'm keeping to communicate with you. Maybe one day, I'll contact you again through her, okay?]

[Is this a good way for you to make up for your hard work all night?]

Shortly after this sentence appeared on the screen, the game automatically closed and returned to the desktop.

The room fell silent.

After a while, the subordinate spoke timidly: "Boss?"

Marshall: "007 is exposed."

Exposed but not completely exposed, in a superposition state of exposure and non-exposure——

If the other party wants her to be finished, she will be finished immediately.

But now it seems that this guy is a pure fun-loving person, a psychopath, and has a lot of bad taste. He said that he "has no habit of reporting to the organization", which means that Mizuno is safe for the time being, and he will contact them through Mizuno in the future.

A member of an organization contacting the CIA? If discovered, it would be immediately considered a betrayal.

The psychology of the fun-loving people is really hard to understand.

Subordinate: "Then, what should we do..."

The last CIA undercover agent who was sent into the organization had already died heroically, leaving only 007 as the sole remaining agent. If she were to be exposed again, wouldn't their CIA operation in Japan be a complete failure?!

Failure will affect performance, and you will be scolded and your bonus will be deducted...

Don’t do that kind of thing!

"Don't contact 007 for the time being," Marshall said. "The person who gave us the CD won't report 007 for now. Once this period is over, find a way to contact 007 and find out who the person disguised as Jim is and what their codename is... We should report this to our superiors and create a separate file for this person for investigation."

The organization is really unfathomable, and a member has appeared that they have never encountered before.

Able to disguise oneself, high status, strong autonomy, bad personality...

Marshall silently profiled this man in his mind.

Humph, sooner or later one day...

91.

At this time, Lin Xi, a member of the organization who was described as being able to disguise himself, a psychopath, a fun-loving person, and having a bad personality, was sleeping soundly at home.

If she heard what the CIA said about her, she would definitely jump up and cry out for justice.

She really hadn't meant to do that. The CD originally only contained one game—she'd copied Player One directly onto it. But then she changed her mind and felt that this was too bad for the CIA, having worked all night for nothing... So she added a few words at the end to reassure them.

She originally wanted to add something like "I'll take care of Ms. Mizuno, please rest assured!", but she was afraid that being too direct would scare them, and they definitely wouldn't believe it... So she changed to another more tactful way of saying it, and also conveyed her willingness to cooperate.

The biggest traitor in the organization is actually the boss himself.

However, although the Red and Black factions have always been in opposition to each other in the original novel, Lin Xi actually feels that there is neither a fundamental contradiction between the organization and the Red faction, nor is there any need for a head-on conflict.

After all, if there is no this organization, there will be that organization.

At most, they have different positions now, but it's not like they can't cooperate...

She now treats the undercover agents they send in as foreign talents.

Quack, it works great.

The organization is a big stage, come if you have a dream.

Before going to bed, she sent a message to Akai Shuichi, who was idle in the safe house and moldy (actually he was shopping with his girlfriend every day):

[Zhu Xingjun, I have a mission. It's quite dangerous. Do you want to take it? You can become a regular employee after completing this mission.]

Akai Shuichi replied: [Of course.]

So Lin Xi sent him a bunch of information, all from the Fengtan Group.

[The mission is not time-limited. Infiltrate and gather intelligence. I'll give you permission. You can call on peripheral personnel at will, use small weapons freely, and request the use of large weapons... However, you shouldn't need them for infiltration missions. If you encounter difficulties, send me a message and I'll intervene. This is a long-term mission, so don't worry.]

Organization members are divided into three categories: peripheral members, numbered members, and code members, with authority increasing from left to right. Code members can command their direct numbered members; peripheral members, on the other hand, are scattered around the world, and you never know their identities. The ability to freely call upon peripheral members is incredibly powerful, especially for Shuichi Akai, who had just become a numbered member.

Akai Shuichi received the news: ...

Infiltration Mission.

How come, he just came in undercover and was sent to another place undercover by the organization he was undercover for?

Don't be ridiculous.

But then again, completing the task will result in a permanent position... Doesn't this count as an assessment task?

Shuichi Akai lowered his eyes slightly and stroked his fingers over the black gun belt.

He will complete this task well...

FBI investigators have also received a series of missions in the United States.

These tasks were sometimes difficult and sometimes easy, but he always managed to complete them and deliver perfect results.

In some ways, the organization is really fair—the strong prey on the weak, the fittest survive, and the winner takes all. As long as you have enough ability, you can have money, status, and power, and you can exchange it for everything you want within the organization.

For Shuichi Akai, this pattern is very familiar to him.

No matter in what field, he is always the one who is better than others, so he can always get more resources than others.

After obtaining more resources, he can make good use of these resources and achieve a virtuous circle.

Therefore, in the organization as elsewhere, he always stood out and got what he wanted.

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