I really don't want to work in the world of weird rules!

Gu Changyuan had seen this scene far too many times.

Forced incineration.

This is the host's exclusive, ultimate authority to eliminate anyone. In the D-rated "Tuesday Night Meet-up," any participant who dares to disrupt the show's flow will be executed.

But this is the current situation.

The master of D-level ghost stories actually burned the monster representing A-level bizarre phenomena to ashes.

Things took an unexpected turn.

Gu Changyuan's original plan was simply to sow discord, use the stage accident caused by the guest's outburst to force the host, who could no longer tolerate it, to unilaterally announce a strike, thereby forcibly interrupting today's recording.

[I knew it! Instead of spending a fortune on these idiots who steal the show, we should go back to the original purpose of the program.]

Gu Changyuan looked around in astonishment.

Staff, spotlights, band, recording equipment, even cameras.

Everything turned to ashes in the black fire.

In the pitch-black studio, only the old-fashioned television screen emitted a colorful glow.

The thrill of witnessing miracles, the communion of souls, and the unpredictable excitement of unexpected twists and turns.

[You bunch of people with shit-filled brains don't understand capital at all! You're not fit to make this show!]

But I'm different! I can create the most perfect art!

The monster, like a believer reborn, opened its arms devoutly and fervently.

It turned the television head towards Gu Changyuan.

Mr. Deer!

Thank you so much! You enlightened me and showed me a whole new future!

[My ideas are flowing like a spring! That's right! From now on, I'm not limiting myself to Tuesdays; I'm going to make the fun last every single day!]

It stared intently at Gu Changyuan.

My judgment was spot on; you were born for this.

I sincerely invite you to become the core producer of my brand new flagship program, Mr. Lu!

Play off.

This is completely out of control.

A brand new team, top-notch stage design, a revitalized soundtrack, and an incredible new show. Once the set is all set, I'll definitely send you a special guest invitation!

But in any case.

Although today's live broadcast had to end early, which was truly heartbreaking, your wonderful performances were definitely one of the most brilliant highlights of my career.

See you next season!

Successful.

Gu Changyuan's legs went weak.

My vision began to blur rapidly, and the monster in the suit, waving its arms, gradually disintegrated in the distortion.

next second.

Gu Changyuan suddenly came to his senses.

He found himself slumped on a sofa in a brightly lit, silent office.

He stiffly turned his neck.

Han Yan and Yang Shiyin, their faces blank and bleeding from all seven orifices, were staring intently at him.

An unbelievable fact finally came to mind.

survived.

"Aaaaaaah!"

"You pervert! You utterly insane!"

Amidst the brutal embrace and incoherent shouts of relief after surviving the ordeal, Gu Changyuan's consciousness completely relaxed, and he slid limply into the gap of the sofa.

survived.

They actually crawled out of that hell alive.

"Wait a minute! Your harvesting jar!"

The matter is not over yet.

Yang Shiyin reached into Gu Changyuan's crumpled suit pocket and pulled something out.

It is a raw material collection tank.

Inside the transparent jar, a full volume of shimmering golden liquid was surging.

This color is completely different from when the F-level mission was settled before; it represents...

"It's Grade A."

An eerie silence fell over the office.

"Gu Changyuan, you've only been on the job for less than two days, and you've already cleared an A-level anomaly."

......

Gao Xinying breathed a sigh of relief. The lunch break was about to end, and she carefully sat back down at her workstation.

As a half-baked medical student who hadn't even taken the qualifying exam, she felt that her adaptability was pretty good.

After being assigned to Group R, her superiors, while not exactly kind and approachable, were by no means xenophobic; at least no one would push her into a deadly situation.

Most importantly, she has now successfully completed two F-rank mystery stories!

Newcomers typically achieve one to two sales per week.

Two in three days—even if it's just the lowest level of strange phenomena, it's still considered outstanding among this group of newcomers.

She was risking her life to survive in this crazy, broken company.

Although she almost fainted when she saw the points required to redeem the Omnipotent Wishing Spirit.

I only got 66 points after two hard-fought attempts to complete the game. It would take forever to accumulate 500,000 points.

Gao Xinying clenched her fists, determined not to give up no matter what.

We had no choice but to bite the bullet and go for it.

Other newcomers at the same time probably felt the same way; she casually turned on her phone screen.

At the very top of the chat application is a group chat option.

[Daydream Weaver Co., Ltd. Newcomer Exchange Group]

Almost everyone in the group was there, except for one person. It wasn't that everyone was deliberately excluding them; it was just that no one could add that person as a friend.

That was Gu Changyuan, who joined the company with the highest score.

Gao Xinying scrolled through the screen, feeling that he should also add this big shot to the group.

After all, even that venomous Bai Tongyu is in the group, but Gu Changyuan is elusive and we haven't even met him since he joined the company.

Little did she know the hellish torment Gu Changyuan had endured in the two days since he started his job.

Gao Xinying bit her lip, opened the company intranet, and tried to contact the other party directly by searching by name.

Just then, a series of dense and piercing notification sounds bombarded the entire screen.

The new group chat exploded and flooded the screen.

Have you all read the internal announcement?

Does anyone in the group know Gu Changyuan privately?

[This person was the top performer in our batch of new hires!]

[How did a core contributor manage to clear an A-rank mystery? What kind of incredible feat is that?]

I heard that Gu Changyuan was wearing a strange deer antler mask at the time...

Gao Xinying stared at the words on the screen, speechless with astonishment.

......

"A leader above has said that based on Mr. Lu's performance this time, he could be promoted directly to supervisor."

Gu Changyuan had just taken a sip of medicine when he almost coughed up his lungs.

Supervisor Han patted him on the back, his face full of helplessness.

"However, this was unprecedented, and the old fogies in other departments were foaming at the mouth and fighting to the death to oppose it, so the promotion proposal was immediately rejected."

Gu Changyuan nodded perfunctorily.

At this point, he should have put on a regretful face, but in reality, he felt no ripples at all. Being able to feign this calmness was already the limit.

He put down the empty medicine bottle and rubbed his aching abdomen vigorously.

Having just escaped death on Tuesday's quiz show after being transformed into an A-level character, everyone was quickly carried into the infirmary.

After all, everyone was bleeding from all seven orifices when they escaped, and now they are all relying on emergency medication to stay alive.

"Do you feel better after taking the medicine?" Han Yan asked, turning his head.

Gu Changyuan nodded in agreement.

The medicine was indeed very effective.

Although most of the products produced by "Daydream Company" have a sinister quality, the efficacy of this basic backup medicine is genuinely good.

This stuff is a miracle cure for bizarre phenomena, or supernatural trauma caused by encountering deformed monsters from urban legends.

Simply put, it's a special stamina recovery agent.

Gu Changyuan smacked his lips.

This thing is supposed to taste like cherry sparkling water in the "Tales of the Strange" collaboration café, but it actually tastes like strong cough syrup.

However, the fact that they are alive and sitting here drinking medicine is already a miracle.

After escaping, even the air felt sweet.

Being able to breathe peacefully in the bright sunshine of broad daylight is truly a blessing.

In contrast, the two superiors were clearly not focused on "surviving the ordeal".

They are more concerned about how the higher-ups will characterize this sudden incident, and they are frantically using their connections to find out what's going on.