Chapter 1 Appetite 1 Chief of the Strategy Team
"Wake him up."
Xu Yanze vaguely heard a voice floating over. The voice was distorted as if it came through water, and it was cold and dull.
Then he was strangled by an intense feeling of suffocation, as if he were drowning.
“Hahaha—”
The instinct for survival made him struggle to breathe deeply, but at the same time he forced himself to open his eyes.
"The trial will begin now."
The cold mechanical sound gradually became clearer. Xu Yanze was too weak to open his eyes or think. It seemed that just breathing took up all his strength.
"Xu Yanze, the former S-level small world dispatcher, was convicted of attempted murder of the No. 7 main system and is now sentenced to..."
Xu Yanze struggled to open his eyes, and refused to close them even though his eyeballs were burned by the overly glaring light in the space.
He looked around and found himself in a space of no more than 20 square meters, with clear mirrors on all four sides. That's how he saw his situation clearly.
He was hung in the air, his hands were clamped behind his back and his ankles were tied together.
He wore a black collar around his neck, and a translucent line extending from the ceiling connected to the back of his neck, which also supported his entire body weight.
"Sentenced to death and permanent destruction. Executed immediately."
Before Xu Yanze could react, he was sentenced to death. However, he did not panic when he heard the death sentence. Instead, he looked up and looked forward. He was slowly calming his breathing and observing the surroundings with interest.
"Xu Yanze, do you have any objection?"
Xu Yanze smiled and answered in a hoarse voice: "Are you asking me if I want to die? Then I definitely don't want to die."
As soon as he finished speaking, the collar tightened immediately, and the strong feeling of suffocation did not give him any breathing time. Xu Yanze could even feel the bones in his neck creaking.
Just when he was about to pass out, the neck ring suddenly loosened. Xu Yanze gasped violently, and his mind became clearer and clearer.
After he recovered, he smiled and continued, "What do you mean? What should I do to survive?"
"You are suspected of murdering the Level 1 Clearance Main System No. 7, causing the failure of Tower No. 7. Do you think you still have room for maneuver?"
The voice spoke in a cold tone, without any sarcasm, just waiting for his answer. At the same time, the collar slowly tightened as if in a warning, as if threatening.
"First of all, I have no memory of your accusations and cannot refute them. Secondly, you have me in your hands. If you want to kill me, just do it. There is no need to let me go like this, unless... I am still valuable. Finally, my intuition tells me that I cannot die."
Xu Yanze smiled and spoke in a casual tone, as if he didn't care at all that his life was in the hands of others.
"As expected of you, you are the former chief of the strategy team. Yes, you still have a choice." The voice of praise was also cold and emotionless.
Xu Yanze raised an eyebrow. He remembered nothing except his name. He smiled and muttered, "Am I so awesome?"
He was so powerful, how come he only...failed? Tsk, he was even caught.
"Xu Yanze, enter the small world and complete the villain activation mission. You still have a chance to survive."
Xu Yanze was not happy, but frowned.
"The system will plant psychological hints in you based on the worldview and tasks. You will be 100% immersed without any system assistance."
Xu Yanze raised his hand: "Wait a minute, I don't understand. Activate the villain?"
"You will return to the beginning of the story. Conquer the mission target and make him turn evil and become a villain."
Xu Yanze sighed softly, dangling in the air. "What a wicked man! No wonder I wanted to murder that main system before..."
"Xu Yanze, this is your only choice."
"No, I can also choose to die directly." Xu Yanze seemed quite happy as he dangled from side to side.
"Chief... that means I have many colleagues. However, you still have to bring me back to complete the mission..."
"It looks like this is a one-way mission..." Xu Yanze sighed. "Then it's better to suffer less and die directly."
After Xu Yanze finished speaking, there was no sound in the space for a long time. The longer the time, the happier Xu Yanze laughed. He hadn't finished speaking just now. This roundabout way of talking in circles, in addition to being a mission with no return, also meant that this mission...
He is the only one.
The more they hesitated, the more he proved indispensable.
"Xu Yanze, tell me your conditions."
"I want my memory."
"No more?"
"That's it." Xu Yanze raised his eyebrows and smiled when he heard his answer.
Ah, it seems that he lost his memory and it was this system that caused him to lose his memory.
"Okay. But you have to prove your worth to me." Just as he finished speaking, a sleeping cabin rose in the pure white space.
The connection line on the back of Xu Yanze's neck suddenly disconnected, and the restraints on his hands and ankles were also untied. Before he could smile and thank them, two mechanical arms in the sleeping cabin grabbed his waist and forced him to lie down, and a data cable was connected to the back of his neck.
“Wait! I have no memories in the small world, how can I know the progress of the mission?!” Xu Yanze’s eyes went dark before he could finish his words.
"Connecting to line 07... Connection successful... Matching degree 100%... Mission progress: 0/0..."
"Loading Small World 07-1: Appetite"
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"Search separately!"
At the end of the closed corridor covered with scarlet carpet, a group of black-clad bodyguards with headphones behind their ears stood there. The leader held the headphones and gave orders in a cold voice. He stood in front of the elevator door and made a gesture, and the people behind him immediately dispersed quietly.
A waiter in a black suit came over from the side of the corridor with a tray. The moment he appeared, he was spotted by the bodyguard who was standing still.
"The manager... asked me to deliver the champagne..."
The waiter was obviously frightened by the bodyguard's gaze and immediately confessed everything. But the bodyguard did not move away. He took a quick glance and found nothing unusual about him, so he beckoned him to come closer.
The waiter seemed a little nervous, and walked in with a valuable bottle of white champagne in his hands. The bodyguard came closer and sniffed it, and then checked the cursive F mark on his hand to make sure it was real.
"I... I'm one of us..." He was a little nervous and immediately revealed his identity.
Hearing this, the bodyguard sneered: "I didn't expect there would be a loser like you here. Let's go."
The waiter turned pale, but he didn't dare to refute, and walked straight to the elevator behind the bodyguard. However, just as he passed the bodyguard, he suddenly raised his hand and touched the bodyguard's neck.
He was so fast and his movements were so natural that the bodyguard didn't even have time to say a word before he fell to the ground with blood oozing from his neck.
The timid waiter wiped the blade hidden between his fingers cleanly and quickly. He dragged the person into a nearby room with one hand, holding a bottle of champagne in the other hand. The whole process took no more than a minute.
"Is there anyone like you who underestimates the enemy here?"
"Okay Oliver, don't alert the enemy. Find the target room as soon as possible."
As soon as Oliver walked out of the room, he put on the same timid and cautious expression as before, holding the thin neck of the champagne bottle in one hand and supporting the bottom with a white towel in the other.
"Got it. Find the target room, get the information and then retreat..." Oliver responded to the person in the headset in a low and casual voice.
"Just be aware of the process. Now take the left staircase. There's no one there. Their Adonis ran away, and the bodyguards have gone out to arrest him. This is a good opportunity."
"Adonis? Beautiful boy? What code name did these damn lunatics come up with?"
Oliver slipped into the left staircase and found no one there. The lights here were voice-controlled, so his footsteps were so light that there was no sound at all. The staircase was pitch black.
"Don't they like to call their victims little cakes and little cookies or something like that..."
"Ah, how about finding their damn Black Gold VIP information later and going to save the beauty? Will it give me some extra points in the assessment?" He whispered, still having the leisure to joke.
The journey was smooth, but he did not relax his vigilance. The higher the floor, the lighter his steps became. He had the leisure to joke around before, but when he reached the seventh floor, Oliver pinched the invisible headset and asked for silence.
He had excellent night vision and quietly approached the stairwell door, but before he could push it open it was yanked open from the outside.
Oliver immediately dodged and tried to hide, but the creaking door immediately turned on the voice-controlled light on this floor.
"Hold."
Oliver cursed out loud, and the next second he met the eyes of the person who came. He reacted quickly, immediately covered the boy who was about to scream, and retreated back into the darkness.
"Don't talk." He whispered in his ear.
Oliver's retina still had a lingering impression of the stunning sight just now. The black-haired, fair-skinned oriental boy was wrapped tightly in a tablecloth that he had pulled from somewhere. His eyes were wide open and sparkling with water, and there was still traces of fear in them.
So beautiful, it was the first time he saw someone so beautiful... He didn't need to lower his head to smell the fragrance on his body.
Such a beautiful victim...
Beautiful, delicate victim
"I'm sorry...ah...I meant please save me, I am..." The boy subconsciously spoke in Chinese, but quickly switched to English, which sounded a little halting and unfluent, so pitiful and cute.
Oliver tried his best to calm himself and suppress the hunting desire in his bones. He reminded himself that he was a member of SDD and a public official, not a gangster or a madman who couldn't control himself.
"Don't talk yet, it's not safe here."
Oliver whispered in Chinese, and the boy was obviously much more relaxed. The hand holding his arm loosened, and although it was dark, one could see that his eyes lit up for a moment.
Oliver gritted his teeth secretly. This was not good... He had clearly taken inhibitors before coming here.
Oliver immediately took the boy back to the sixth floor and came to the safe house he had selected earlier. He turned around and locked the door of the room before looking at the frightened boy.
The room was well lit, enough to show him clearly.
He was wearing a silk white tablecloth with a rose pattern. Even a tablecloth here was extremely expensive, but it was irritating to see it touching his skin.
The damned tablecloth was not worth touching, but he could only wrap himself in it. If this boy was "Adonis", no, Oliver felt that the vulgar name did not suit him.
"Thank you... My name is Du Yanze, I'm Chinese... I'm here for tourism... I woke up and found myself lying naked in an empty hall, lying on the dining table... I..."
He tried his best to calm himself, but his shaking body and arms revealed his emotions. Oliver rubbed his nose, a little overwhelmed by his own desire to protect him, but he soon realized the key message in his words.
"No clothes?"
"Is this the point? Oliver, he may have escaped from the target room. Ask him where he escaped from." His teammate in the headset reminded him silently.
When the boy heard what he said, his face immediately turned red. His skin was very thin and white, and the blush on his cheeks made him look a bit like a pink peach, well, a sweet pink peach.
Oliver immediately turned around and patted his face to sober himself up.
"Ah, do you remember where you ran from? What did that room look like?"
The boy frowned as he recalled that when he was chased by a group of black-clad bodyguards, his lips were trembling a little and his eyelashes fluttered like a little bird with trembling feathers.
"I remember that on one wall of the hall there was a painting by Rubens called 'Saturn Devouring His Son'. This painting was very scary and left a deep impression on me..."
"Oliver, it looks like the target information is out there. We can't delay any longer...Oliver?"
He coughed lightly, immersed in the sweetness of being a hero saving a beautiful girl, and Du Yanze's grateful eyes. He was a little absent-minded.
"I know, I know, don't rush me." Oliver felt that his nature made his mouth water, and his Adam's apple moved, making him a little irritated.
Obviously, his voice startled Du Yanze for a moment, and his hand holding the tablecloth tightened timidly. Oliver immediately instinctively comforted him and pointed his finger at his ear.
"I'm talking to my colleagues, don't be nervous. It's still relatively safe here for now, you hide first, I need to get something, I'll come find you when I succeed..."
Oliver felt like an irresponsible scumbag for saying this, and he was not very good at comforting the victim, so he looked scratching his head.
Fortunately, Du Yanze seemed to understand him. He stared at him with wide eyes and lowered his voice: "So you are an agent? Don't worry, I won't cause any trouble for you. I will listen to you..."
Oliver's ears turned a little red. He coughed lightly to help him hide, and repeatedly assured him that he would come back to save him.
"Be careful, there are a lot of them..."
Du Yanze huddled in the corner wrapped in a tablecloth, feeling like a pitiful pearl covered in dust. The boy's clear voice was still a little trembling, but he looked at him quietly with a dependent and worried look.
Oliver paused, reached out and patted his shoulder, smiling and reassuring him: "It's okay, 007 always completes the task brilliantly, doesn't he?"
Du Yanze seemed to be comforted by him and forced a smile. He watched Oliver turn around to help him wipe out the traces and then quickly leave.
"Don't be afraid." Oliver was a little nagging today, but he still felt it was not enough.
With a click, the door finally closed and everything returned to silence.
After a while, a sneer of contempt came from the dark room.
"idiot."
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