139 Chaotic City (3)



139 Chaotic City (3)

Container ID: 0327

Qin Fu'an walked for almost an hour before reaching the nearest shelter.

It looks rather deserted on the outside, but once you go inside, you'll find it has a strong sense of technology and a large interior space. The people working there are very busy, somewhat like a mercenary guild in the interstellar era.

Qin Fu'an followed the electronic signs to the mission reception area.

The person in charge of issuing tasks here is a woman.

This was normal, but what surprised Qin Fu'an was her mechanized right arm and her beastly left eye, which was clearly not human.

She glanced at Qin Fu'an; her clothes also bore a crimson eye badge. As Qin Fu'an approached, she smiled and said softly, "Are you here to submit or accept a mission? Did you make an appointment online beforehand?"

Qin Fu'an shook his head: "Accept the mission, and while you're at it, purchase a container to contain the strange creature."

Upon hearing this, the person in charge nodded knowingly: "Okay, please show your containment number."

0327.

As Qin Fu'an finished speaking, the person in charge entered her number into the machine in front of her. After confirming her identity, she looked at the initial containment level on the screen and kindly suggested, "You can enter your containment number into the machine next to you, and then select the corresponding mission to accept. For each mission, we will issue you a container of the corresponding level in advance. If the mission is successful, the tool will be free; if the mission fails, the container can be returned; if the container is lost or damaged, you will need to pay the original price."

With her guidance, Qin Fu'an entered his number on the machine. After the machine's built-in camera scanned and compared him, it displayed various colored tasks to be accepted, just like the task list on a mobile phone.

Qin Fu'an carefully considered the distance between the tasks, and finally, under the surprised gaze of the person in charge, accepted 5 C-level tasks and 1 B-level task at once.

Seeing that he had already clicked to confirm the task, the person in charge did not say any more words of advice. He simply took out six containers corresponding to the task and handed them to him, reminding him: "If you need more containers for the sake of the task, or if you need to team up with other containment personnel to complete the task, you can go to the left hall. There are containers for sale there, and there are also more containment personnel like you chatting and resting there."

"Okay, thank you."

After Qin Fu'an finished speaking, he took the containers and put them into the spatial button in front of her.

Upon seeing this, the person in charge showed no change in expression, and even the curve of his smile remained exactly the same as before.

Qin Fu'an turned and left, seemingly lost in thought.

It seems there are still many secrets waiting for players to discover.

However, the most urgent task is to complete the containment mission and then receive the mission fee so that he can no longer face the predicament of being penniless.

Take out your phone and look at the 6 tasks you've already accepted.

The closest one to me is a machinery manufacturing plant, 3 kilometers away.

Qin Fu'an clicked on the task and saw the overview of the strange creature written by the task poster.

Overview of the Mystery: Recently, we've been hearing creaking sounds from the wooden doors opening and closing in our factory's manufacturing workshop. However, the workshop is full of machinery and there are no wooden products at all. Initially, it didn't cause us much trouble, so I didn't pay much attention. But three days ago, an employee's right hand was severed by machinery while working. The doctor said his hand was more like it was crushed by a door, like... when I was a child, I would squeeze hard walnuts through the gaps in a wooden door, and the shells and kernels would be crushed into a puddle of mud.

After communication between the authorities and the person who issued the mission, the level of this strange creature was set at C, because it had not yet caused more serious and widespread damage.

Qin Fu'an located the machinery manufacturing plant on the map, and after confirming that his phone was solar-powered, he leisurely strolled over there.

As he walked along the road, Qin Fu'an observed that the people living in this chaotic city actually possessed some inhuman characteristics.

For example, the eyes and arms of the person in charge of the shelter.

As he walked along, he saw that most of the pedestrians had either mechanical or animalistic features, but very few had both features combined like the person in charge.

However, there are also many normal humans. At least, Qin Fu'an could only conclude that they were normal people based on both their appearance and their souls.

As a result, the mystery surrounding this copy of the game grew in his eyes.

While observing passersby, Qin Fu'an made his way to his destination without encountering any other players.

Or to put it another way: because there are too many normal humans, he cannot determine who the player is.

Even if all players entering this instance are supposed to be in the role of containment agents, Qin Fu'an would have difficulty distinguishing them.

This is the first time he has lost some of his advantages in this game.

But he wasn't flustered; instead, he became even more interested.

Having never encountered such a thing in a Tier 4 dungeon, yet it appeared in a low-tier beginner dungeon, Qin Fu'an really wanted to know if it was because he had been too unlucky in the past, or if one of these little demons was just too lucky.

However, it is not surprising that a little demon who can survive in the Dharma-ending Age and successfully transform into human form has already gained some luck that ordinary people do not have.

While I was thinking, I arrived at the entrance of the machinery manufacturing plant.

From afar, Qin Fu'an saw a man with half of his head mechanically attached peering out from the doorway. He walked over, and the man's gaze fell on the eye-shaped insignia on Qin Fu'an's chest. His expression brightened, and he quickly greeted Qin Fu'an with a smile, "You must be the containment agent who took on that mission for our factory, right? I'm the factory manager, hello, hello!"

He reached out his hand to Qin Fu'an.

Qin Fu'an looked down and smiled, raising his slender fingers to clasp them before letting go after a moment.

"Hello, I am a containment agent. Could you take me to see the workshop that appears to be occupied by a strange creature?"

The manager nodded hurriedly, "Of course, of course, please come with me."

The manager was very talkative. On the way to the workshop, Qin Fu'an had already learned his name, age, date of employment, family situation, and other detailed information.

The manager, knowing only that Qin Fu'an's number was 0327, already considered him a close friend. He even went so far as to offer Qin Fu'an his car keys after learning that Qin Fu'an had walked there.

Qin Fu'an was tempted, but declined his offer.

He simply smiled and said thank you, appearing completely composed, which only made the manager more enthusiastic in his conversation with him.

It wasn't until they arrived at the workshop where the accident occurred that the manager reluctantly stopped his almost one-sided chatter.

After the fingerprint scan, the heavy alloy door in front of him slowly opened, revealing the current state of the workshop to Qin Fu'an.

Once the lights were turned on, the entire workshop was illuminated by bright incandescent bulbs, revealing every detail.

Amidst the manager's expectant yet worried gaze, Qin Fu'an was the first to walk in.

"Which machine caused the employee's injury?" he asked the manager standing at the door, turning his head to look at him.

The manager pointed in a direction far away and said, "Go straight ahead, turn left and you'll see that machine."

It was a very general description, but after Qin Fu'an turned left again, he immediately spotted the machine.

The reason is simple: the machine still has the employees' blood and some bone and flesh tissue remaining on it.

Qin Fu'an approached it, looked down at the machine, and, to the manager's astonishment, extended his right hand toward it.

The machine suddenly started running, the tightly meshed gears creaking, and Qin Fu'an could vaguely hear a long creaking sound similar to the opening and closing of a wooden door.

His fingertips were only millimeters away from the machine.

The container Qin Fu'an was holding in his other hand suddenly started flashing a red light. According to the item's description, this was a reaction that would only occur after encountering the energy field of a strange creature.

Therefore, this machine is within the energy field of this strange creature, and thus can be controlled by it.

Qin Fu'an paused his slender, fair fingers in front of the machine as if fishing. After a long while, just as the machine was about to slowly and silently conform to his fingers, he abruptly withdrew his hand.

The manager standing behind him at the door craned his neck and breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this.

The next second, Qin Fu'an turned his hand back and, as if disciplining a naughty child, tapped the running machine with his knuckles.

The manager felt a chill run down his spine.

The creaking of the wooden door also paused.

Qin Fu'an was the only one unaffected. He channeled his spiritual energy from his fingertips, quickly enveloping a small object inside the machine, and then slowly pulled it out.

"...It really is a door?!" The manager stared in astonishment at the small wooden object in Qin Fu'an's palm.

"It's a window."

Qin Fu'an corrected him, casually touching the small wooden window in his hand, which looked like an inanimate object, towards the container.

Soon, under his watchful gaze, the container stretched and changed at a speed visible to the naked eye, eventually encasing the small wooden window completely like a lump of soft clay.

Finally, its slime-like body illuminated a technologically advanced green light, indicating that the containment operation had been successfully completed.

Qin Fu'an: "..."

He had a bold conjecture.

Perhaps this so-called container is also some kind of contained and domesticated monster?

Qin Fu'an placed the container into the spatial button, then nodded to the beaming manager and said, "The strange creature has been cleared away. You can resume work as usual now."

The manager had never seen such a smooth containment process!

As a citizen of the chaotic city, he had seen many scenes of struggle between the containment agents and the monsters in his life. Every time, it was either a life-or-death struggle or a fight to the death. When would there be a containment situation that was bloodless and without even the slightest fighting?

He quickly realized that he had probably just hit the jackpot and met a big shot.

So even though Qin Fu'an said no, he willingly stuffed his car keys into Qin Fu'an's pocket, determined to forge this good relationship.

"Whenever you're free, please remember to come to my house. I used to be a chef, and to be shameless, I'm really good at cooking. If it weren't for the strange creatures that came up at the hotel where I worked... Anyway, if you have time, please do me the honor of getting together!"

He finished speaking with a smile, and after seeing Qin Fu'an nod, his smile widened, and even the half of his mechanized head gleamed brightly in the sunlight.

Qin Fu'an accepted his kindness and exchanged contact information, thus gaining his first connection in the city.

[How a streamer managed to get a car using just 5 sentences.]

[Calling it deception sounds awful! It's clearly a willing calculation made by adults after weighing their interests!]

[I swear, three out of the five sentences the streamer said were rejections! So he really forced this car on the streamer!!]

[Waaaaah, you awful streamer! If you gave me your talent and skills, what a kind, lively, and cheerful little girl I would be!]

[Author's Note]

If I could grow eight arms to type, what a lively, kind, and cheerful little girl I would be!

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