Singing and dancing are peaceful, but the undercurrent is turbulent.
In a prosperous business district in Dongshui City, there is a commercial building named "Meilong". The ground floor is a densely populated ordinary shop, and on the 12th floor, there is a company called "Tianxing Club".
Wen Rensheng, who is just 20 years old this year, has been attending this club for three years while others are still in college, and has an excellent position and an enviable income.
This morning, a blue and black car entered the underground parking lot of the commercial building.
"Brother Li, pick me up from get off work as usual at 2pm." Wen Rensheng said to the driver in the front seat, taking a look at his appearance today through the rearview mirror.
Still the same as before, he is in his prime, has beautiful eyebrows, and perfect facial features... In any TV drama or film and television drama, it is a standard non-partner template. It is impossible to fail in three episodes, and fail in three episodes. If so, I'm not sorry for the cost.
This is enough.
"Okay, Mr. Wenren."
In the driver's seat, a middle-aged man with a kind-hearted face said yes, then got out of the car and bowed to open the back door for him.
Wen Rensheng immediately stepped out of the car, then glanced at the driver who had served him for three years, his eyes lit up slightly, and a series of messages flashed across:
"Li Shuangyue."
"Mystery: 0/1."
Well, everything is fine.
After getting off the car, he took a few steps and walked slowly up the stairs leading to the 12th floor.
Don't take the elevator unless necessary.
It was nearly 9 o'clock, and occasionally some employees appeared in the stairwell and passed him by. Most of them came and went in a hurry, with a hint of fatigue and sleepiness in their brows.
He was the only one who climbed the stairs slowly and calmly.
"Good morning, manager."
Suddenly, a clear female voice came from behind him.
Wen Rensheng turned around and saw a young girl with a face value of about 7 points or above. She had an oval face, regular features, short black hair, eyebrow-length bangs, full of energy and vitality... She was about around her shoulders in height. , more than 1.6 meters tall.
He blinked, and a string of information flashed in his eyes again.
"Zhao Han."
"Mystery: 9/9."
"Mysterious composition: unknown."
His expression did not change, he just nodded slightly and said, "It's Zhao Han, morning."
After greeting each other, the two of them climbed the stairs side by side.
Wen Rensheng said nothing, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.
After waiting for a while, Zhao Han seemed to muster up some courage and took the initiative to chat: "Does Manager Wenren usually come to the company at this time?"
"Yeah." Wen Rensheng nodded again.
Zhao Han was a little embarrassed, and then added: "I heard that there have been many cases in the Western District in the past month, and the motives for committing the crimes are all impulsive killings out of anger."
"Oh, did you kill someone out of anger?" Wen Rensheng slowed down his steps.
"Yes," Zhao Han heard this and found that the other party seemed to be interested, so he spoke enthusiastically, "There was a case where the husband killed his wife in a rage because her husband cheated on her; there was another case where the wife killed her because her husband cheated on her. In one case, there was an altercation on the bus, and he drew a knife and stabbed him... There are many more. There have been more than 20 incidents in the Western District this month, but most of them have not been announced."
"More than twenty? That's a bit frequent." Wen Rensheng frowned slightly.
Zhao Han nodded repeatedly, with visible worry on his face: "That is to say, our city originally had good security. Although it has a large population and is a first-tier city, the total number of ordinary murders per year is only forty or fifty. "Now there are more than 20 outbreaks in a month, and there must be mysterious factors involved. It's really worrying. We don't know if the murderer is hiding among us."
Wen Rensheng did not respond and seemed to be lost in thought.
Yes, the two of them work in the mysterious field - a gray area that ordinary people in this world cannot fight against, but are absolutely unavoidable. It is also an industry that stands at the top of the pyramid in this world.
The two of them climbed the stairs while talking, and soon arrived at the club on the 12th floor. At the entrance of the stairwell, there was a blue sign saying "Tianxing Club", which looked ordinary.
The two of them were at the entrance to the stairs, checked their fingerprints and pupils, opened the door, and walked inside.
After entering, you are faced with a long corridor, marble floor tiles, and white walls, all of which make people feel that this is an ordinary company.
Taking the stairwell as the dividing point, there are individual rooms on the left, and a hall surrounded by glass walls on the right, where desks are placed.
At the end of the corridor is the corner. This is a circular corridor with an elevator shaft and other public facilities in the middle, and office rooms on all sides.
After the two entered the corridor, Wen Rensheng nodded to Zhao Han and walked to the left, while the other party stood still and watched him leave before heading to the hall on the right.
Wen Rensheng came to the third room from the left. There was a sign hanging on the door: "Project Center Manager's Room". There was a vast starry sky poster on the door, which seemed to indicate that the owner of the room had the courage to embrace the universe.
He clicked on the fingerprint lock and opened the door. Inside there was a large desk, a sofa and a coffee table... There was also a cubicle, which was an independent bathroom, which was perfectly decorated.
The windows are bright and clean, the air is fresh, and a pot of spider plants is placed on the desk, exuding a green atmosphere.
In the corner of the desk, there was a steaming paper basket. In the basket was a bowl of golden millet porridge, a stack of refined pickles, and a basket of exquisite steamed buns, which looked mouth-watering.
After Wen Rensheng sat down at his desk, he opened his laptop and switched to a new anime he was following. Then he picked up the steamed buns in the paper basket and started eating and watching.
"Well, it's not bad. The breakfast made by Xiaoqing is still so unpalatable - the rice porridge is mushy, the pickles are hard to eat, and the filling of the steamed buns is really bitter and astringent... I really don't know if she feels like herself after making it.
Have you tried it?”
His expression remained unchanged and he tasted it secretly.
In the eyes of outsiders, he is just a middle-level company executive who fishes in troubled waters at this time. He doesn't talk about eating during working hours and is still watching dramas.
However, no one knew that although his eyes fell on the lively and funny anime, his pupils had slightly lost focus, and some confusing and strange information was quickly flashing through his mind.
"You ate a mysterious dark dish as if nothing happened. The current mystery level is restored by 1 point, and your mysterious resistance is slightly improved."
"Mysterious components: 1. Memory of a different world, upper limit 50; 2. Extraordinary power, upper limit 30; 3. Mysterious cognition, upper limit 20."
"Function: 1. The effect of all mysterious fields is passively increased by 100%; 2. The effect of mysterious skills can be additionally increased by consuming the degree of mystery, with each point increasing by 1%."
That's right, Wen Rensheng is not from this world. He has been in this world for three years, and this world is very similar to his previous life, both in terms of economy, technology and military... The only difference is that there is a mysterious realm mixed in here.
In his previous life, he was just an ordinary person, with an ordinary life, an ordinary ending, an ordinary life, some regrets, but nothing tragic.
In this life, he discovered that he could live a more exciting life and hope for more life possibilities. What he had to do was to make himself more and more mysterious. The more mysterious he became, the more powerful he would be.
Performing various mysterious behaviors that others cannot figure out can restore his current level of mystery, while exploring and deepening the mysterious field can increase the upper limit of his level of mystery.
This is the basic usage that he has discovered over the past three years for the "mysterious seed" he possesses.
The plot on the computer continued to play, and in his mind, he was reviewing some of the mysterious knowledge he had memorized after staying up late last night, and sorting out the information.
His extraordinary power includes skills in three mysterious fields - extraordinary physique (middle), mysterious resistance (middle), and extraordinary memory (beginner).
Among them, "Extraordinary Memory" is only at the elementary level, but when the effect is increased by 100%, it will allow him to reach the "advanced" effect in advance: quickly browse a large amount of knowledge, and be able to remember everything.
This skill has many benefits. It can save eyesight and enable fast memory... But for others, the primary effect of this skill, memory can only be improved from a scumbag to a top student, which is still within the understanding of ordinary people;
If you want to advance to an "advanced level" and reach a level that is unbelievable to ordinary people, it usually takes 3 to 5 years of dedicated research and hard training.
When he had just finished watching the short video of a 24-minute episode, someone suddenly opened the door and came in.
This is a girl, about 20 years old, with two slender braids hanging in front of her flat chest, wearing a pair of large black-framed wide-rim glasses, and wearing clothes that are very out of line with the current fashion, including a blue and white striped top.
Dark black pants, from the inside to the outside, announce one word to others - "soil".
Most of the girl's face was obscured by black-rimmed glasses and braided braids. The only bright spot was probably that her skin was very white, as if she hadn't seen the sun for a long time.
After the girl came in, she didn't say a word, she just cleaned up Wen Rensheng's breakfast, put it in the paper basket, poured him a glass of water, and then turned around and left.
Wen Rensheng did not get up, but just smiled: "Thank you, Xiaoqing, the breakfast is as good as before."
The girl's shoulders moved slightly, but she did not turn her head, but finally said: "Hypocritical."
"No, I am telling the truth. I have always been an honest person." Wen Rensheng replied seriously.
The girl was about to say something else when she heard a "clang" sound behind her, which seemed to be the sound of the water glass that had just been poured being suddenly poured out.
"It's great. My laptop is broken, and I can add some GDP to this city..." Wen Rensheng put away the laptop with a black screen and said without feeling depressed at all.
The corner of the girl's mouth raised slightly, and she said with a "hum": "Stop chasing dramas, others will use your time to watch novels, videos, and even sleep on cultivation and study."
"Teacher Ai said that success is 99% sweat and 1% inspiration, but 1% inspiration is the most important. In your eyes, I am wasting time, but in fact I am capturing inspiration."
Hearing people rise to the point of seriousness.
"Boring." The girl ignored him and went out directly.
Wen Rensheng looked at the empty office, shook his head and said, "Actually, everything I said is true."
At this time, new information flow continued to appear in his mind.
"Your behavior makes extraordinary people of the same level find it difficult to understand. The current mystery level is 1."
"Wei Yiqing."
"Mystery:???/???."
"Mysterious composition: the seed of bad luck,???"