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

While a few people were chatting, the window of the next private room clicked shut.

Kang Xiaojia shrank back from the window and sat back down at the table.

The young woman with an unfamiliar face sat in the main seat next to her.

Jiang Chen leaned back in his chair, looking out the window, his mind wandering. Zheng Wenxuan broke open a snack and played with a child sitting on a stool who was shorter than the chair.

The child had rosy lips and white teeth, with feminine features, large and bright phoenix eyes, and wore a sailor shirt and shorts. His expression was exceptionally well-behaved when he looked at people.

"Captain Chen, he, he's 'that'..."

Kang Xiaojia quietly tugged at Chen Xi's sleeve, "No matter how you look at it, he's still just a child."

"In fact, he is not even one year old."

Chen Xi glanced at the obedient little boy munching on his snack, but didn't say anything more:

"The Special Administration Bureau means that entering the instance is entirely up to his personal opinion, but I probably won't take him into instances with a danger level higher than B until his body has fully developed."

The boy must have heard what Chen Xi said, because he blinked his eyes, looking innocent and adorable.

But no matter how you look at it, there's a strong sense of incongruity.

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The next second, a gust of wind suddenly picked up outside, and the flags on the street were rolled up, making all the players on the street excited.

The rankings have been updated!

Above the sky, as if splashed with thick ink and golden light at the same time, a huge, semi-transparent list slowly unfolded.

It hangs down from the clouds, stretching across the sky.

The system panel pops up simultaneously for all players, regardless of their location.

Player Power Ranking (Updated every 7 days):

1. "The Agent" (Red) - Anonymous, Level 25

2. "Impermanence" - Anonymous, Level 22

3. "Detective" - ​​Anonymous, Level 21

4. "Believer" - Anonymous, Level 20

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7. "Butcher" - Anonymous, Level 17

8. "Druid" - Anonymous, Level 17

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100. Large snake, level 1.

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Seeing the "agents" prominently displayed on the leaderboard, many people gasped in shock.

Many players are newbies at level four or five, and they know that leveling up is closely related to the number of dungeons they participate in.

This person has reached level 25 so quickly. How many dungeons did they have to clear?

Chen Xi glanced at the list without making a sound, her gaze lingering on [Wu Chang], who was ranked one place above her.

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[Item Ranking (Ranked only by currently available items):]

No.1 Fragment of the Book of Life and Death (Quality: Red)

Description: Torn pages of a book, tainted with the power of the netherworld, faintly reveal indistinct names. (From the "Fox in the Orchid Garden" dungeon)

No.2 The Sword in the Stone (Quality: Red)

Description: The sword is embedded in a stubborn rock, with only the hilt and half of the inscription remaining. Whoever pulls it out will bear the curse of "The Tragedy of Britain." (From Merlin)

No.3 Naga Scale (Quality: Gold)

Description: Taken from the reverse scale on the chest of a deep-sea tyrant, it is moist and cold, with iridescent poisonous light flowing across its surface. (From "The Naga Resurrection")

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NO.8 Life and Death Silkworm (Quality: Gold)

Description: The silkworm-raising woman spins her own cocoon, and the shed silkworm skin, after molting and rebirth, can be used to miraculously change her fate.

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No. 17 Mother-and-Child Soul-Chasing Nails (Quality: Purple)

Description: A mother and three children, four iron nails, crafted by a corpse-driver from western Hunan. Instant death effect on zombie-like monsters (5% chance). (From the dungeon "The Corpse Driver")

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No. 25 Yin-Yang Fish Jade Pendant (Fragment) (Quality: Purple)

Description: A piece of ancient jade, half black and half white, with a missing corner. It feels cool to the touch, as if live fish are swimming inside. When worn, it can convert one instance of damage received into an equivalent amount of shield. (From the dungeon "The Mermaid's Revenge")

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【NO.78 Portable Toilet (Quality: Green)】

Description: Can summon a clean toilet at any time, isolating odors and evil spirits. Must not be disturbed while in use. Lasts one minute. Limited to once per day. (From *High School Ghost Stories*)

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【NO.99 Clay Figurine (Quality: Blue)】

Description: When worn, there is a 10% chance of resisting one non-fatal injury. The more similar the clay figure is to the mannequin, the higher the defensive capability.

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"It's Aunt Liu's clay figurine! And my toilet!"

Deng Ziwen lowered his voice, excitedly and suppressingly clenching his fist: "What should I do? I'm so excited! It feels a bit like when I scored my college entrance exam score!"

"What kind of amazing items are in the top three of the props ranking? They've even brought out King Arthur's sword in the stone! Those foreigners must be going crazy."

Ding Feifan stared at the list carefully, then casually remarked, "Is this silkworm-raising woman's 'reversal of fate' what I mean?"

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Not far away, beneath the inn, Ouyang Qiu silently tightened the silk scarf on her head, but when she removed her hand, some powder came off.

—Part of the sickly look on her face was actually created with makeup.

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Perhaps the impact of the first two leaderboards was too great, so players mostly skipped over the remaining points leaderboards.

Most of the players at the top of the rankings are agent players hired by large companies at high salaries—they transfer points to a certain player and then try to dominate the leaderboard.

Since the player trading system was launched, points have been transferred every day, every minute, and every second.

The points that ordinary players painstakingly accumulate in dungeons are instantly knocked out of the top 30 by the sheer power of capital.

"One point is worth hundreds of thousands; I'd sell it too."

Deng Ziwen looked up at the points leaderboard and muttered, "Now so many people are using points to exchange for gold ingots, making gold worthless, and the price of gold is plummeting—hey, Aunt Liu, you're ranked thirty-eighth?"

This discovery left everyone speechless.

Liu Guilan, a professional gamer in the blue category, a clay sculptor, and a professional gamer hired by the Special Investigation Bureau.

Apart from participating in the first instance, "High School Ghost Stories," she always got stuck in the lower difficulty instances.

It involves using low-difficulty dungeons to bypass the high-difficulty dungeons that you should be entering. The advantage is that there is little danger, but the disadvantage is that the rewards and points are almost negligible.

So here's the question.

How did Liu Guilan accumulate so many points and climb all the way to 38th place on the points leaderboard?

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"This...?"

Liu Guilan was very honest and didn't hide anything:

"It's just selling clay figurines! One hundred points each. The Special Investigation Bureau will order from me for missions, at least twenty, and then there's the player purchase..."

"Now, the first thing I do every day when I open my eyes is sculpt clay figures. I sculpt thirty a day. Even if I only succeed in making ten, I can still earn a thousand..."

His teammates fell silent, and finally, looking at their remaining points, they let out a wail of despair:

"Auntie is looking for a sugar daddy!"

"Auntie, I don't want to work hard anymore!"

"Auntie, I want to make clay figurines too!"

Liu Guilan raised her arm, revealing a kind and generous smile: "You just focus on clearing the dungeons, Auntie will take care of you!"

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The update of the rankings has a significant impact on the real world.

Although the players' main cities act as a buffer, within just a few hours of the list's release, the real world began to experience wave after wave of changes surrounding it.

The world began to go crazy because of the dungeon.

Medicines, items, and pets obtained from dungeons are being sold at exorbitant prices, and some countries have even announced that points will be officially incorporated into the current currency system.

Major multinational corporations are trying to contact the top 100 players on various ranking lists in an attempt to increase their leverage in the face of change.

The "Dungeon Hunter" class is springing up like mushrooms after rain.

Countless ordinary people call themselves "dungeon hunters," but they have no profession and no items.

As long as a suspected new instance is discovered, even just a coordinate or a piece of information can fetch an astronomical price!

Following that, various official bodies stepped in.

The first to take action were pharmaceutical companies, followed by military, energy, materials, and food companies.

Even luxury goods groups have established "psychic merchandise departments".

These companies, like greedy behemoths, began sniffing out every industry related to copying.

They began to acquire dungeon items on a large scale, recruit professional players, and sign "internal training agreements."

Some companies have even tried to buy dungeon data from players in an attempt to create models and predict where the next new dungeon will be opened.

People seem to have reached a consensus: whoever controls the copy controls the world.

The manufacturing industry was transformed almost overnight.

Several long-established military factories in the north, which were already on the verge of collapse, now have a long line of cars of business partners waiting to sign contracts at their gates, stretching for three blocks.

The official channels have begun selling "pseudo-powered melee weapons" to players:

—A short sword that can harm ghosts, a long staff inlaid with exorcising patterns, and tactical camouflage that can temporarily conceal one's presence.

All of them are mass-produced using materials brought out from dungeons, which are then researched, cultivated, and manufactured.

Many workers know very little about psionicism, but one thing they are very clear about:

Wages have increased more than fourfold.

Needless to say, pharmaceutical companies are also involved; several pharmaceutical industrial parks in the south have already modified their production lines overnight.

The company that produces cold medicine is now making "low-grade blood-restoring powder".

Companies that produce Vitamin C tablets are switching to "energy candies".

Even more extreme, some have begun to contract land on a large scale to cultivate medicinal herbs.

Weight loss, hair growth, and beauty treatments—businesses that were already popular in the past—are now experiencing a resurgence.

Psychic weight loss: simple and direct.

—The grass seeds brought out from the dungeon, planted in flower pots, make people lose their appetite every day just by smelling them.

Some people have lost 30 pounds in a month using it.

Cosmetic companies seized the opportunity, named this herb "Fairy Famine Grass," compressed it into portable jars, and sold each jar for 20,000.

Psychic Mask, Ghostly Eye Cream, Beauty Pills, Hair Growth Cream...

Money seemed to have become an ordinary unit of value overnight.

Subsequently, hundreds of auction houses at home and abroad collectively announced that they would open "Psionic Special Auctions," auctioning only duplicate items.

The small animals brought out from the dungeon have become the most popular pets.

There's a white cat with three tails that sits by the supermarket checkout counter every day. When customers come in, it greets them in human language.

"Welcome! Scan the code or pay cash?"

It's like how things like teapot spirits, grasshopper spirits, and peony spirits, which used to only exist in supernatural tales, suddenly became ubiquitous.

Ordinary people always feel that their lives have changed, yet they also feel that nothing has changed.

But you might be able to hitch a ride with a ghost player when you go out, buy food and water for less than twice the price you used to, and find job opportunities everywhere.

It felt like we had truly entered a new era.

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On the same day the rankings were updated, China established the "Duplicate Economy Coordination Committee".

The official team is still developing the dungeon economy in a planned way, and has even started issuing "ecological development permits" to certain low-risk dungeons.

Qualified companies can enter designated areas to collect resources, film videos, and train employees.

However, all products must be registered, and those who violate this rule will be dealt with as crimes endangering public safety.

The whole world seemed to have been lifted off the old track and gently placed onto another track.

The car is still the same car, but the road is no longer the same road.

Some people are excited.

Some people are afraid.

Someone chased desperately

Some people simply close their eyes and go with the flow.

The moon hangs in the sky, but the blue planet is no longer the blue planet it once was.

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A casual remark made by someone at the end of the Song Dynasty had a huge impact on reality, but in reality, he didn't have many genuine feelings about it.

Just as when she started writing her first screenplay, she never imagined that the whole world would be changed because of her.

At this moment, Song Mo was sitting on the sofa with his arms crossed. Opposite him on the ground was a tree stump whose hair had been tied up in a mess.

"Waaaaah..."

Its entire body was brownish, with only a few pitiful leaves hanging from its branches, and its bark resembled a large "囧" character.

"Waaaaah... I really didn't see anything, please let me go, don't kill me..."

"I've hardly ever had a flower bloom, nor have I ever borne fruit..."

"Confess and you'll be treated leniently; resist and you'll be punished severely—what exactly is your relationship with the Cleaners? Were you already watching us in the Special Investigations Bureau lobby that day?"

Song Mo gave a villainous "humph," and the next second, the tree stump was so frightened that it hiccuped and its branches trembled wildly.

With a "whoosh," a round, plump yellow pomelo appeared on its branch.

The tree stump sniffed and glanced cautiously at Song Mo: "You, do you want some? It's quite sweet; I've tried it myself."

Late Song Dynasty: "..."

Well, the whole interrogation fell apart.