Chapter 480 The Face Under the Table

The entire fourth floor is occupied by offices. Each of the small cubicles has been occupied by someone, leaving different traces of use.

Zheng Xun turned on the flashlight and looked around the entire space, finally landing on the workstation closest to him.

This workstation must have been occupied by a female employee. There were some colorful hair ties and hairpins on the table that were not taken away, and there was also a cartoon ornament with an arm dropped off on the computer support stand.

Looking at the adjacent workstations, the situation is basically the same. The employees moved out in a hurry, whether due to large-scale layoffs or some sudden disaster.

"Yunqi Group is really a black-hearted capitalist. It actually laid off so many people..."

Zheng Xun complained while approaching the desk closest to him.

He put his index finger and middle finger together and wiped them hard on the table. The white light of the flashlight was aimed at the pads of his fingers, which were covered with a thick layer of dust.

"It looks like it hasn't been used in a long time."

The person who spoke was Yun Jing, who was a little confused.

"This is obviously the headquarters, but has it been abandoned for so long?"

"Where did you get your map from?"

Zheng Xun suddenly asked this question.

"I got part of it from Ying Siming, and the rest was restored based on my memory. But I have been to the building in the downtown area, and there are several other branches. I thought that since it was set as a fake The headquarters should have something in common with the real headquarters...the structural layout of all branches of Yunqi Group is very similar.”

Yun Jing showed an annoyed expression.

"I took it too much for granted."

"No, Yunjing, I don't blame you. What I want to ask is not about the layout..."

Zheng Xun told Yunjing not to blame himself, as he had misunderstood his problem.

"What I really want to say is...since this is called 'Headquarters' and the room where the core secrets are stored is also here, then the usage rate of this building should not be low..."

Yunjing understood what he meant this time.

"Could it be because... Yun Qitian set this place as the sixth dungeon? Once it is set as a dungeon, you can't come in and out at will. Moreover, it is possible that he deliberately made these scenes like this."

Yunjing's explanation made sense, but Zheng Xun still couldn't figure it out.

The first is the number of monsters.

The copy of Yunqi Group was Yun Qitian's last trump card, and all the remaining five yuan copies were destroyed by Zheng Xun.

Put yourself in someone else's shoes. If Zheng Xun was Yun Qitian, then he would have placed at least one unsolvable monster and at least three S-level monsters on the first floor of the Yunqi Building.

When Zheng Xun originally designed the White Tower game, he followed the principle that there must be a balance mechanism between the players and the White Tower. One party cannot have overwhelming power, reducing the other party's chance of success to zero.

Infinitely close to zero, but not zero.

Therefore, there can only be at most one unsolved monster in each copy, and the level of the monster cannot exceed the difficulty level of the current copy. Even a boss like Dahei who was originally in a high-difficulty book will be limited to A in the A-level book.

Thinking of this, Zheng Xun suddenly groaned.

"What's wrong?"

Yunjing was very nervous by his surprise.

"I was in such a hurry when I entered the door just now. I only noticed the screws under the moonlight and forgot to vote."

"..."

This really tested Yunjing's expression management. It was difficult for him not to look speechless, even if the person facing him was the senior he once admired very much.

"You don't understand," Zheng Xun said seriously, "This is a sense of ritual."

"…………"

Yun Jing took a deep breath.

"Let's see if there are any clues around here."

"Okay, okay."

As the team leader, Zheng Xun is obedient and not rebellious at all. The team members do whatever they say.

He and Yun Jing looked at each work station in the huge space, and the white lamp posts swept back and forth on the walls and floor.

Zheng Xun was still thinking about the question just now.

Since they didn't have a lottery, it was natural to think of the dungeon as being on the highest difficulty level. Of course, it is not a mistake to be wary, but the difficulty of the copy often indicates a lot of problems.

If the difficulty of the dungeon in front of them was set at 3S, Zheng Xun would be relieved.

If the difficulty is set to A, then Zheng Xun will definitely have alarm bells ringing in his heart.

When things go awry, there must be monsters, this is the law.

Yunjing looked for clues very carefully. Although it was his first time playing a dungeon in this world, he acted like an experienced player, and it seemed that he had put in a lot of effort for this trip.

The flashlight in Zheng Xun's hand swept across his silhouette, and suddenly he spotted a pale, smiling face at Yun Jing's feet, under the white desk.

"Yun Jing, be careful!"

"What?"

Zheng Xun didn't say anything and just went over with the hammer.

What fucking monsters dare to cause trouble in front of Zheng Zhui!

Zheng Xun's speed was so fast that before Yunjing could react, he was already in front of him with his hammer.

Bang--

As the hammer hit, Zheng Xun pulled Yunjing away with one hand to avoid accidentally injuring him.

The strange face disappeared instantly and reappeared under another table, grinning, and the horrifying laughter echoed throughout the space.

Yun Jing frowned.

He wasn't afraid, he just thought it was a bit weird that this thing suddenly appeared.

"Senior...what is this?"

Zheng Xun actually didn't know what to call it. Perhaps he needed Zhao Ran, who was very good at naming.

"It should be... the workers who were tortured to death by Yun Qitian, the cruel capitalist."

He saw the work badge hanging around the neck of the weird face.

It would have been better if Zheng Xun didn't say anything. After he described it in such detail, Yun Jing felt a little complicated.

"I heard that Yun Qitian would secretly trick his company's employees into joining his plan and becoming experimental subjects.

But where those deceived employees went, no one knows...some said they suddenly got an acute illness, and some said they found a better place and resigned."

Zheng Xun couldn't help but think of the "patients" locked up in the Seventh Hospital that Meng Yijia from the First World told him about when he was in the wax museum.

They were not really sick, they were just tortured by Yun Qitian's experiments.

Perhaps there are innocent employees of Yunqi Group among them.

Zheng Xun clearly remembered that when he lived in the Seventh Hospital, it was a clean and quiet private hospital with many children playing on the lawn...

In the end, it was turned into a hell on earth by Yun Qitian, and many souls who died in vain were imprisoned in it.

These sins... Yun Qitian really couldn't pay for them no matter how many times he died.

"Don't worry about it," Zheng Xun said to Yun Jing, "It won't cause us much harm, it just scares people. After the Yunqi copy is over, its soul will be freed."