It covers an area of several thousand square meters and is equipped with the most powerful quantum computing core in the universe. It has two independently running copies of Xiling hosts, 30 Xiling apostles who specialize in information processing, and hundreds of other staff. It is such a luxury.
The luxurious configuration is the office location of a studio that claims to undertake any task except destroying the world.
Although this studio is just a sudden whim idea of two Xiling matrons.
Well, compared with a dead otaku who uses the highest confidentiality network in the base to play World of Warcraft online with others, this waste is already nothing...
However, although it was just a whim of Qian Qian and her sister, with the help of a bunch of more boring imperial officers, the "Love Without Borders" studio was indeed running in a decent manner. As the saying goes, there are all kinds of birds in the forest.
, there are so many Internet users that it hurts. Under the huge base, you suddenly see a dialog box with strange information popping up on the screen, and you click on it due to the abuse of various Internet articles and a little impulsive passion in your brain.
There are also people who pressed the OK button and then filled out the form step by step, and of course there will be one or two lucky ones who just meet the conditions. Therefore, with some weird and weird things that are completely impossible to realize in common sense,
The wish came true, and this kind of thing was spread word of mouth by those lucky people, and the name "Love without Borders" gradually became louder in some small groups. In some places, I don't know when this will pop up.
In front of you, giving you a chance to realize your wish, the mysterious web page called "Love Without Borders" has gradually turned into something similar to an urban ghost story. Correspondingly, the studio where you used to have nothing to do all day has gradually turned into something similar.
There is a real mandate.
I always feel that this should be the mission of some little goddess...
"Look, it's this commission."
After excitedly dragging me to the "office", Qianqian pulled out something like a form from the table and placed it in front of me.
Until now, seeing Qian Qian's enthusiastic look, I couldn't help but become a little interested in this studio that was just a joke from the beginning, so I took the form and read it quite seriously.
"Supernatural incident on campus?"
After reading it, I had a surprised question. I never thought that a commission that would attract such attention to Qian Qian would be such a boring thing.
"What do you mean by that expression..."
Qian Qian muttered unhappily while twisting my arm.
"Speaking of which, this thing should be thrown away as soon as possible," I shook the paper in my hand. "No matter how you look at it, such a commission should be the product of unreliable after-school delusions of middle school students. Campus ghost stories, one more step.
, the bleeding faucet in the bathroom and so on - baby, you won’t really accept such a commission, will you?”
Qianqian twisted my arm for a while, but seeing no effect, he had to lower his head and face my wrist, revealing a pair of cute little tiger teeth.
"Crack!"
"ah!"
It's gone down, your HP is really going down, you bastard!
I slapped Qian Qian away who was in naughty mode, and the latter immediately continued to show his teeth and yell: "Of course I know what kind of commission is reliable and what kind of commission is unreliable! This is what makes this commission special.
Oh! After careful analysis by experts, this commission turns out to be genuine!"
I pushed the bouncing Qian Qian back to the ground while expressing surprise: "Really? This letter looks like it was taken from a three-yuan street stall book describing supernatural events on campus...
it is true!?"
"That's right," my sister looked at the other letters of authorization on the table, "there are also these letters. The content of the letters of authorization is exactly the same. They are messages sent by the same person within a few days. If it was a prank, this would be a big mistake.
It's a bit too idle and boring, and judging from the filling in the power of attorney, the content is detailed and logical. It doesn't look like a story made up when bored. It can also be seen that the sender had high hopes when filling out the power of attorney.
, this can basically rule out the possibility that the sender is causing trouble."
"And these," my sister handed a stack of pictures and documents to me, "are the information we sent agents to collect after accepting the commission, including data collected from locations where so-called supernatural events occurred."
"Multiple abnormal energy fluctuations?"
I took the document and frowned slightly.
"There are also unstable remnants of space, unanalyzable energy samples, consistent oral accounts of ordinary people around, and image records of abnormal phenomena that have occurred. There are no traces of fraud."
"That is to say," I put the information in my hand on the table, "something abnormal did happen in and around this school."
"That's it," my sister took over. "Although we are not sure whether the supernatural events are true, at least we can be sure that there is definitely something interesting in this old high school with a history of hundreds of years.
s things."
"Then...that's a bit interesting..."
Looking at the distorted light and shadow on the photos scattered on the table, I suddenly became interested in exploring.
The school where the supernatural incident occurred is not within the city limits, but an old school located on the outskirts of the city.
A third-rate among the third-rate, a forgotten campus, a final paradise for poor students who have absolutely no chance of achieving academic success in life. This is how the poisonous-tongued Lilina describes such a school.
It is indeed very appropriate - after seeing the dilapidated walls of the desolate school far away from the city, I had to admit it.
This place once had its glory days. As an old high school with a history of hundreds of years, even though it has declined so much now, it once had an era when it was famous far and wide, and it also had a history of talented people. This is so huge when seen from a distance.
It can be seen from the campus buildings. However, all of them have been ground into yellowed old photos of the school entrance with the changes of the city and some bastard thing called the "wheel of history". Now this school has been zoned
High schools classified as third-rate campuses have been forgotten by most people. If it weren't for the endless stream of students who really have no hope and whose families hold on to their last illusions, such a school would have been wiped out long ago.
"It's in such a remote place," Qian Qian said after coming down from Qi Qian Yi, looking at the surrounding buildings that seemed to be suspended in another era, with emotion, "Who would come to such a desolate place to go to school! Really.
I wonder what those guys in charge of planning do for a living.”
My sister followed closely and walked out of the car door, taking a deep breath: "No matter where you put it, there are always forgotten corners. Plus, such a school and the old city around it really don't seem to be attractive.
With how much investment and redevelopment there is - well, at least the air here is pretty good."
"Pandora, how are the energy readings around you?"
I turned around and looked at the little loli who was following us silently.
"normal."
The latter reported briefly.
"Tch, boring guy!" Viska immediately added out of habit, "Brother, just ask me! I can also check the energy readings!"
I patted the little head of Viska, who was a little aggrieved, and warned me again uneasily: "Okay, okay, don't forget what you promised to brother when you came out. Although the energy lock has been released, it will definitely not
You are allowed to mess around! If you don’t go back, I will ask Sandora to lock you up! Do you understand?”
When he mentioned the energy locking device that he had resented for a long time, Viska's little head immediately moved up and down with a determined look on his face.
I hope this guy really has enough self-control...
When we entered this large school, which actually had few students, we encountered almost no obstruction. The old man in the guard room let us in without even asking a routine question. This made me
I have to lament the decline of this school again.
Now is the last class in the afternoon. Most of the students are in the classroom. There are not many people on campus. The few of us are waiting under a certain teaching building, boringly studying the trajectory of falling leaves, while Viska is very interested.
I ran to the edge of the pool not far away and watched how the fry inside struggled to survive in the heavily polluted green water.
"Jingle Bell--"
The bell rang suddenly, and I couldn't help but sigh: "It feels like such a distant sound... By the way, Qianqian, it seems that we are still students now, right?"
"Ah, if you didn't tell me, I would have forgotten," Qian Qian said as if she suddenly realized, "It seems that we are still college students, but we just took a four-year vacation."
Then we were silent together.
"Well, that's him."
Just when I was thinking about whether to go back to school to solve some boring problems, my sister suddenly spoke.
Looking along my sister's hand, a thin and ordinary-looking boy with glasses appeared in our sight.
The attention originally attracted by the two beautiful girls Qian Qian and her sister appeared at the same time was instantly diverted, and most of them were focused on the thin boy. The latter immediately shrank his neck and shivered violently at the gazes around him.
He has a standard "receptive" face. Looking at that expression, you feel that if you don't bully him when you meet him, you will be sorry for his "receptive" gene that is engraved in his bones.
"It's really inconspicuous," I shrugged, "more inconspicuous than me."
Qianqian: "...You finally accepted the reality calmly..."
"Well, you are..."
The thin man with glasses looked around with an uneasy expression, then walked over and asked in a low voice. Seeing that expression, I suddenly felt that I should really bully him...
"Is this your commission?"
Qian Qian said, casually taking out a form and shaking it in front of the other party's eyes.