Although the location of the city lord cannot be determined, Li Tailan can use the process of elimination.
“But it’s certain that there are no city lords in those dangerous areas.” Li Tailan concluded decisively. “So far, all the chosen ones who have learned about the main quest and have been able to contact their supervisors have tested the supervisors of their work areas to varying degrees.”
Judging from the supervisors' reactions, they are not the same person as the city lord, and in some of the supervisors' descriptions, they should be considered subordinates of the city lord.
“About one-third of the Chosen Ones have become aware of the main mission, but so far, only one-tenth of them have had contact with the supervisors,” Yoshiyuki Yoshiyuki added, providing specific data. “Most of the Chosen Ones learned about the mission through [Holy Radiance]. Regardless of their country, the unspeakable believers the Chosen Ones encountered all chose the name Holy Radiance as their codename.”
“He thinks he is the holy light and wants to illuminate the darkness of Sin City,” Meng Li sneered. “Little does he know that he himself is the lackey of darkness.”
“However, there’s one thing to note,” An Zhi said. “Starting from this instance, the recurring native figures have become more frequent. There must be a reason for this, so I suspect that the Unspeakable isn’t as powerful as we thought. The previous rule worlds were relatively fixed, either on a train or in a hospital. The last instance was the first time that multiple maps appeared.”
Meng Li immediately understood what An Zhi meant: "Even in the 'Green House' instance, the main areas of movement for the Chosen Ones are still their homes, schools, and research institutes. The rules restrict the Chosen Ones from traveling and exploring alone, which also indirectly restricts their movement routes."
"It's like playing a game. The development team's server computing power isn't enough to support more than a hundred worlds running countless NPCs at the same time, so there's a situation where resources are reused." Gu Yi also followed the line of thought.
“This map is far larger than any previous rule-based world. There are dozens of workplaces alone, and many areas can even be considered small rule-based worlds. Take this kindergarten, for example, there are over a hundred children and teachers, not to mention other areas.” Fang Kuo nodded, agreeing with his colleagues’ views.
“In the past, the world of strange tales would adapt to local customs to some extent, replacing the people around them with those familiar to the chosen ones. But this time, the repetition rate seems a bit too high. I don’t think it’s simply a matter of ‘the unspeakable can’t be calculated’.” He Zihan didn’t completely agree. “I agree with Yin Zhu’s theory of death records, so I think this Sin City is likely unique. In fact, the original inhabitants at that time were pretty much like this, so the unspeakable hasn’t changed much.”
“If we’re talking about the death record theory, then the Unspeakable has a high probability of having the ability to interfere with people’s cognition.” Meng Li unconsciously started twirling her pen again. “Actually, it’s not that the natives around us have changed, but that the Chosen Ones’ perception of them has changed.”
"Yes, since we can now be certain that the world of rules is a different world from Earth, then the native inhabitants of other worlds may not necessarily be human. It's just that our perception has been interfered with by something strange, so we mistakenly believe that those native inhabitants are human."
Tong Xinyan said what she had been guessing for a long time, and she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that no one else seemed to object.
"That unspeakable thing can grant the Chosen Ones special talents and skills, and can also create bizarre forbidden zones on Earth. If it can interfere with the audience's perception, it doesn't seem like a big deal." Chai Yuxuan scratched his head a little sheepishly.
"So far, Sin City is just a microcosm of the bizarre world. We still can't see the whole picture of the bizarre world through it, but there is no doubt that the bizarre world is being brought to our attention step by step by the unspeakable." An Zhi concluded, "If it is indeed the unspeakable's ability that limits it, then for the next dungeon, it will either choose to limit the map size again, or open a multiplayer dungeon to prevent different worlds from operating independently."
“Indeed, putting many people on one map can save a lot of unnecessary computing power,” Gu Yi agreed.
"Speaking of which, it seems that Mo You hasn't refuted anything yet?" Tong Xinyan suddenly remembered someone. After all, everyone in the room was talking at once, but this time only one person who was usually good at arguing remained silent, which did feel like something was missing.
All eyes were on Mo You, making her feel a little uncomfortable. She subconsciously pushed up her glasses.
I'm telling you guys—
I do spend most of my time identifying and correcting your shortcomings, contradicting you, and ensuring that the think tank always has calm and rational members, and that not everyone is blinded by impulses.
However, what you all said this time was very comprehensive, and I have nothing to add. ...I'm not trying to argue about everything, you need to understand that!
The meeting room was immediately filled with a happy atmosphere.
Lan Xing was indeed very happy, but Yin Zhu could no longer laugh.
When Yin Zhu went to the washing machine in the bathroom to collect her clothes, she found that someone had taken her clothes out. She decisively opened the washing machine door and pulled out a child with a bruised and swollen face who was already suffocating and unconscious.
"This can't be put in the washing machine."
Yin Zhu, carrying the little boy, racked her brains for a solution, thankfully the staff handbook was very detailed:
[Daily Routine 3. If your child shows any signs of discomfort while at kindergarten, such as a cold or fever, they should be taken to the medical room on the first floor of the school building immediately.]
"That unfortunate kid's face turned purple; he must be feeling unwell, right?"
Yin Zhu thought for a moment, and considering that she had no experience in holding a child, she put him directly into the laundry basket, put the basket on her head, walked through the sky corridor to the teaching building, and went downstairs to the infirmary.
As for why there was a child in the washing machine, Yin Zhu didn't care much.
It's probably school bullying, right?
It has to be said that the people of Sin City are indeed simple and honest. Even kindergarten children have learned to bully other little kids without being taught. It's really terrifying.
Because Yin Zhu hadn't been in contact with the child the whole time, she naturally didn't know that the bumpy journey had jolted the suffocating child awake, and even made the child feel a bit carsick in a daze.
When they arrived at the clinic on the first floor, Yin Zhu took the basket off her head and anxiously said to the bird-beaked doctor in the white coat, "Doctor, doctor, please come quickly, this child has been stuffed into the washing machine by someone."
The child in the basket opened his eyes in confusion, looked around at Yin Zhu and the bird-beaked doctor, and then, the next second, he gripped the edge of the basket and began to gag at the outside: "Ugh—"
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