I, the screenwriter, have experienced a resurgence of inspiration.

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"The medical profession... has a bright future, what a pity."

Another veteran policeman shook his head regretfully, "Sixteen years old, a minor, emotionally unstable, and still possessing this kind of ability."

This time it hurt the parents, but what about next time? In short, if they aren't properly guided, the consequences could be dire.

"That's not how you say it."

Chen Xi immediately retorted:

"I believe there is a reason for this."

According to the investigation, Kang Xiaojia had suffered from school bullying for a year, being surrounded and beaten, and had been depressed for a long time.

The Special Investigation Bureau had already intervened, and the bullying children were all ordered to suspend their studies and enter special correctional institutions. They also issued a public apology and compensation to Kang Xiaojia.

"But what did her parents do? They refused to communicate with the Special Investigation Bureau, ignored the pressure of their daughter being forced into the instance, and instead verbally abused their child every day, forcing Kang Xiaojia to go back to her original school."

Now they're even planning to send her to a closed, special education institution... Anyone pushed to this point would break down. She was just trying to protect herself; at most, it could be considered excessive self-defense.

Chen Xi's tone was a bit urgent, clearly indicating that she was genuinely angry.

"Xiao Chen, I know you sympathize with her."

Sun Zhao swallowed hard. "But the law is the law, and it won't change just because the perpetrator is a victim."

Regardless of the reason, it is a fact that Kang Xiaojia used player abilities to harm ordinary people.

"This is the first serious assault case involving a player since the spiritual energy revived. Everyone's watching closely; we can't afford to be careless."

"I know."

Chen Xi nodded, her tone firm:

"But she is a victim. She may have made mistakes, but she doesn't deserve this much punishment. And she shouldn't be treated more severely just because she has awakened her abilities."

She paused, then looked directly at Sun Zhao:

"Chief, I request that I personally take care of Kang Xiaojia. She is a minor and also a player, so her situation is rather special. She is suitable to be included in the Special Investigation Bureau's underage player guardianship system and be looked after by our dedicated personnel."

"In addition, I request the organization to intervene and take legal action to strip Kang Xiaojia's parents of their guardianship rights."

Their guardianship practices have severely damaged the child's physical and mental health, making them unsuitable to continue raising the child.

Another round of whispers erupted in the conference room.

Depriving someone of guardianship is no small matter.

Especially if the other party is the biological parents, it is easy to cause controversy in public opinion.

"What kind of cold-blooded old man do you think I am?"

Sun Zhao looked at her and snorted irritably:

"I've already had them follow up on the guardianship issue. The chain of evidence is almost complete, and we should be able to submit the application in the next couple of days."

I've seen the transcripts of those parents' statements; they certainly don't deserve to be parents.

She'll be transferred to your team later. You keep an eye on her; if no one teaches her, she'll really be wasting her life.

Chen Xi was stunned for a moment.

She thought it would take a lot of effort to win it over, but she didn't expect that Sun Zhao had already made arrangements.

"Don't be too happy yet."

Sun Zhao tapped the table. "The problem now isn't just Kang Xiaojia; once this precedent is set, the troubles will only increase."

"This is the first case of player assault, but it will definitely not be the last."

"Awakening your abilities is like holding a knife in your hand."

Some people can uphold the bottom line, while others become arrogant, inflated, and think they are superior and not bound by the law.

In the future, there will only be more and more cases of players harming ordinary people and players killing each other.

At this point, she pointed out the window: "Did you hear that?"

Everyone paused for a moment, then listened intently.

In the distance, the faint roar of helicopters could be heard, barely noticeable unless you listened carefully.

"This morning, two more private helicopters applied for flight routes and flew around our police station three times."

Sun Zhao's tone was mocking, "Do I need to explain what you mean?"

One of the officers looked grim: "Trying to use connections to get into the dungeon again?"

"Otherwise what?"

Sun Zhao sneered: "Recently, at least eighty or a hundred people have come knocking on our door, either wanting a spot in a dungeon or wanting to buy items."

"Moths."

Chen Xi spit out two words with disdain: "The abilities and items that everyone risks their lives to obtain in the dungeon are not for their personal gain."

That's what they say, but we can't stop them.

Sun Zhao sighed:

"When the dungeon opens in the future, if people apply through the proper channels and meet the requirements, you can't just prevent them from entering."

In short, the player community will only become more and more complex, containing all sorts of strange and unusual characters.

No one spoke in the meeting room.

Everyone knew that Sun Zhao was not exaggerating.

When some people possess supernatural abilities while others remain ordinary, it's inevitable that estrangement, suspicion, and fear will arise.

If not handled properly, it can lead to sharp social conflicts.

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"Therefore, we still have a lot to do."

Sun Zhao rubbed his temples, pulled a thick stack of documents from under the table, and handed them to Chen Xi:

"Our current manpower is definitely not enough."

The bureau has considered expanding its official teams by thirteen, recruiting a group of players with suitable abilities and good character into the bureau's external system.

"I've already had someone compile the list. Take a look at them, give them a thorough evaluation, and if you think they're suitable, bring them into your operations department."

Chen Xi picked up the top document.

The first one has a one-inch photo attached.

Name: Song Mo.

Age: 24 years old.

Occupation: Spiritualist (Rare Support).

Dungeon Experience: Taiping Cemetery (Completed).

Background check: No criminal record, no bad habits, simple social relationships, and prefers to live alone.

Chen Xi tapped the words "spirit medium" with his finger.

She seemed to have some recollection of the late Song Dynasty.

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"Ah—yawn!!"

I was eating noodles in Jiangcheng this morning, and by noon I had already been teleported to Songmo in Gangcheng via Mushroom Circle, and sneezed heavily.

She was no longer living in the "late Song Dynasty".

She was wearing a long red velvet dress, which, although without a petticoat, still had a style reminiscent of medieval Europe.

Her short black hair had turned into long, slightly brown hair, tied up with a hairband. She had a pair of strikingly Russian-looking blue eyes and a round face with distinct racial features.

[Bloody Mary's Long Dress (When worn, it completely conceals one's yin energy and psionic fluctuations, and alters one's appearance and figure...)]

Even at the end of the Song Dynasty, it was still unclear how the item rewarded from the Great Britain instance could conjure up a female figure with Russian characteristics.

But she quickly abandoned her thoughts and got down to business.

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"Let me see where the instance will be deployed."

When the map of the late Song Dynasty was unfolded, more than a dozen dungeon locations eagerly "jumped" out on the paper page:

[Yuanlang Pingshan Dade High School: A chilling atmosphere pervades the area, haunted by wandering spirits. An explorer once found a locked stall door in the women's restroom, with a red embroidered shoe peeking out from under the door. Using a mirror, he saw a long-haired woman in red standing inside.]

[Creating a dungeon requires 500 Scripting Points. Dungeon Difficulty: High.]

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[Kowloon Walled City Park: ...After the Walled City was demolished and rebuilt, the ghosts lingered...Late at night, patrolmen heard the sounds of sparrows being played, dental instruments being used, and dogs barking coming from the narrow alleys, but the park was deserted, with only the sound of the wind echoing.]

[Creating a dungeon requires 1800 Scriptwriting Points. Dungeon Difficulty: Extremely High.]

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[Lam Tsuen, New Territories: Suicides are common in Wishing Forest. If you ride a bicycle past late at night, you can see a row of "people" dressed in white standing by the roadside.]

[(Creating a dungeon requires 300 Scripting Points. Dungeon Difficulty: Low.)]

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[Mong Kok unfinished building (Ghostly Hong Kong buildings): ...Due to an unexpected halt in construction, rumors circulated that a construction worker, unable to collect unpaid wages, jumped from the building. Later, gangsters reportedly burned a body there... The building remained unfinished, with the dead and the living living together, a world turned upside down.]

Writing this scenario requires 0 Scriptwriting Points. Scenario Difficulty: High. (Scriptwriting Points will be deducted based on the script content and materials used.)

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Song Mo accurately identified the limited-time instance "Ghost in the Harbor Building" among a group of instance locations—it was located right in the middle of a group of unfinished buildings.

That piece of land belongs to the Lu's Group.

The alleys in Mong Kok are always narrower than elsewhere.

The Shengjing Building is squeezed between two narrow alleys. The 32-story cement building looks like a giant with missing arms and legs, huddled among the densely packed old buildings—incongruous, yet strangely harmonious.

From a distance, the building's exterior walls are covered with a dense network of electrical wires.

Black, red, blue, and grayish-brown electrical wires were tangled together, pulled out from the electrical box at the alley entrance, and climbed up the cement wall.

Some of them are less than half a foot above the heads of passersby, and they sway in the wind.

The GG cards are also a mess.

They come in all sizes and from all eras.

The sign for "Tea Restaurant Takeout" in red with white lettering has faded to a light pink color, and the character for "meal" is missing half of its radical, making it look like both "meal" and "discarded."

The sign, "Trauma and Bone Setting Clinic," with its blue background and yellow lettering, was curled at the corners, swollen from being soaked in rainwater, and hung crookedly on the second floor.

The long, vertical plastic sign that read "Subdivided flats for immediate occupancy" was torn into strips by the wind and swayed in mid-air.

The base of the wall was covered with dark green mold.

The ground is always wet; I don't know if it's water spilled from upstairs or rainwater leaking out.

It felt sticky when you stepped on it, and it seemed to have a stench mixed with fish ball soup, newspaper ink, and rotten vegetable leaves.

But even in such a house, it was filled with people.

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[Start editing the copy.]

With a gentle wave of her hands, Song Mo unleashed a torrent of words as she sank into the ground. The next second, the entire space compressed and folded.

Above Mong Kok, in a dimension invisible to ordinary people, a scene that is almost like a projection is generated.

The GG brand logo, electrical wires, unfinished buildings, narrow alleys and roads, and even the moss and sewage on the walls are all replicated one-to-one.

It's just left and right reversed.

One is the world of the living, where people move about; the other is the world of the dead, where countless wandering souls are drawn in.

"Let's get started!"

As Song Mo stepped onto the dungeon floor, the words in her hand coalesced into the shape of a pen, and with each modification, the entire space continuously shifted—

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Inside a building in the instance, Chen Shulan, who had just regained consciousness, was trembling all over, almost dissipating under the invisible pressure.

She curled herself up and stuffed herself into a broken earthenware pot.

Smaller, even smaller.

Chen Shulan was different from the mindless wandering spirits around her.

She could clearly sense that in this world, there existed something indescribable and terrifying:

If you're seen, your soul will be scattered!

You'll die if you're discovered!

It definitely will!

On her player page, a red notification stood out silently:

[■■, has descended upon this place.]