Game Invasion: A new term for each level

"Um... Boss, do you think I have a problem?"

Yang Hui didn't argue, but smiled, showing that a man should be able to bend and stretch!

He knew this day would come sooner or later, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly.

"I am Xu Qinglan, the head of the third team of the 'Abnormal Phenomena Management and Investigation Bureau.' Are you aware that you are engaging in illegal activities?"

Xu Qinglan's eyes narrowed slightly, radiating a dangerous aura.

When Yang Hui heard her reveal her address, he relaxed. He knew that this small business deal wouldn't warrant such a big shot coming to him personally.

"This is just a small business, and my approval documents are still being processed."

"Your application has not been approved."

"Why?" Yang Hui asked.

"Didn't you read the regulations?" Xu Qinglan replied, "To work as a dungeon bodyguard, you must have at least one person at level 20 or above in charge, and at least two people must be registered. How many people do you have now?"

"Um...me alone."

What grade are you in?

"Um... Level 4."

"Forget it, that's not what I wanted to talk about," Xu Qinglan waved her hand. "Reaching level 4 in just six months by participating in the lowest-level dungeons? How did you do that?"

Yang Hui quickly replied, "I just participate whenever I can to gain experience points; I never fight with anyone."

"real?"

Yang Hui left a small gap between his thumb and forefinger and tentatively asked, "Um, just a tiny bit?"

"Hmph." Xu Qinglan snorted coldly, knowing there was no point in probing any further.

"Now I'm giving you a chance to join the official team and be part of the third squad I'm in charge of."

"Huh? I... I'm not really capable, am I? I'm used to being free!" Yang Hui subconsciously refused.

Snapped!

Xu Qinglan slammed her hand on the coffee table, causing the cup to jump.

"Don't you want to find your missing sister?"

Yang Hui was taken aback. How did she know?

Is this the power of the authorities?

After he transmigrated, his only relative was his older sister, who disappeared in an accident.

"Your sister's accident is documented in the bureau. It was a dungeon run, and it's very likely related to your sister's entry."

"What's the relationship?" Yang Hui quickly asked.

"I can't say more," Xu Qinglan said, crossing her legs. "Unless you join, I'll let you in on a little more: your sister used to work for the Investigation Bureau."

"What?" Yang Hui was shocked, his mind reeling.

Xu Qinglan looked around. "Only by joining can you see the documents. It doesn't guarantee you'll find your sister, but it gives you a better chance, doesn't it?"

"But I'm only level 4 now, which is a low level, so I can't do much."

Xu Qinglan looked at him and said, "If you want to join in the future, of course not now, you can become an unofficial member. The official trading platform and resource trading will be open to you, which is a privilege that ordinary people cannot enjoy."

Yang Hui wavered, a hint of reluctance still lingering in his heart, and hesitantly said, "Or..."

"Normally I wouldn't personally handle recruitment matters like this," Xu Qinglan sighed. "Looking at the whole country, Beicheng is sparsely populated and can't compete with other cities for resource allocation. There's still over a year before resources are redistributed, and the higher-ups have issued a regulation that we should actively seek out usable talent and win first place at the annual potential summit."

"I can't handle that kind of big scene!" Yang Hui waved his hand.

The Potential Annual Summit is quite famous.

After the game instance arrives, it will be held every two years. Each time, people will gather together to assess the talent situation in major cities. People below level 30 can participate to hone their attribute abilities and compete in instance instances.

Since it's based on cities, everyone is secretly competing to see where their hometown ranks.

If someone performs exceptionally well at the summit, not only will their city receive preferential treatment in terms of resources, but they will also be listed as a key talent for development, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that they will become famous worldwide.

"You can start as an unofficial staff member, just verbally register your entry name and effect, but after you reach level 10 and become a full-fledged staff member, you will be subject to a comprehensive test." Xu Qinglan laid out the final conditions.

"Then my approval documents..." Yang Hui said, feeling wronged.

Xu Qinglan's eyebrows twitched, and she forced a smile while squinting, saying, "The conditions can't be changed. I'll apply for it for you again, and find someone else randomly. As for someone above level 20... go ask your friend Pei Feng."

"Pei Feng?"

Yang recalled the image of the "girl who prioritizes romance over friendship" on his phone.

Pei Feng had been drinking with him just two days ago, and he kept complaining about how the smiling tiger boss in the company was making things difficult for him.

As a brother, Yang Hui casually slipped the lighter into his pocket.

He also wanted to ask why Pei Feng's lighter was only a C-grade item.

"Is Pei Feng also someone from the bureau?"

"Go ask him, and tell him my name."

Yang realized that Pei Feng was also a member of the third squad.

He squeezed out a few more tears and said pitifully, "I'm a little short on cash, could you perhaps give me an advance on my salary..."

Xu Qinglan smiled with her eyes narrowed, her mouth opening and closing without making a sound, but Yang Hui understood.

"Please don't swear, I wasn't dreaming."

"Stop talking nonsense. What's your initial entry? Just give me a verbal note, and I'm leaving."

Yang Hui's eyes darted around, and he stood up, did a backflip, and threw a series of punches into the air: "The [Champion's Proof] purple attribute can improve my reaction speed and attributes, giving me the skills of a national champion!"

When you're out and about, you give yourself your own identity.

Xu Qinglan glanced at it up and down, nodded and said, "A purple entry? It can turn an ordinary person into a martial arts master overnight, not bad. Give me your phone."

Yang Hui obediently handed over his phone.

"I'll log you into the internal website. I've already registered an account for you. These are official resource platforms that ordinary people can't access. They're not comparable to those game dungeon order-taking groups; you can find all sorts of people there..."

Okay, I've added you on social media. Don't message me unless it's absolutely necessary.

That's true. When Yang Hui searched for items to buy and sell on various platforms, he found mostly health-enhancing potions, with very few treasure chests available.

Looking at it this way, it turns out that it was all digested internally.

"I'm leaving now, no need to see me off."

After saying that, she instantly turned into a ball of light and disappeared.

Regardless of the contact information, Yang Hui enthusiastically started searching on his phone.

It's a bit like a forum website, with a trading section containing all sorts of dangerous items.

Military bayonet

Grade: d

Effect: Causes the target to bleed continuously, making it difficult to heal.

Oh my god!

They sell controlled knives, and even guns and bullets.

There are also tasks commissioned by various companies.

[Unicorn Company Commissioned]

Explore the Level 20 Zoo Dungeon

The reward is 20!

Yang Hui had his own goals, and after searching around, he found a section on trading terms.

Then he can sell the entries he creates!

He created a new post, pasted the "I'm not human anymore!" effect from his phone, then deleted the post after thinking about it.

Yang Hui's excitement subsided, and he calmed down.

Can these terms that can change human race really be traded?

Also, if he's looking for things that hide his own entries here, will there be any records?

It's best to be cautious. Since the authorities have their own trading platform, there must also be a black market for selling stolen goods.

However, he currently doesn't know how to find it.

Yang Hui's phone vibrated, and he opened the message.

The dog, who prioritizes romance over friendship: "Hey, say something! I know you're home!"

Suddenly, a thought struck Yang Hui: Was Pei Feng an official?

The man in the suit outside the library today—I couldn't see him clearly from a distance, but now that I think about it, his figure looks a lot like Pei Feng.

He typed: "Come over tomorrow, and I'll return the lighter to you."

The dog, who prioritizes romance over friendship: "That's right! Remember to prepare some good wine and food, make a good feast!"

"No problem, I have a job in a bit. I'll be waiting for you at the firm tomorrow. Remember to wear your black suit."

There was no reply from the other end. Yang Hui sneered twice, thinking, "Let's see how I deal with him when we meet tomorrow."

I checked the time; it was almost 1 a.m., and walking there wouldn't be enough time.

I hopped on Old Liu's electric scooter next door and called out into the shop:

"Hey Lao Liu! Can I borrow your car?"

From inside the funeral shop, a faint reply came: "Okay~"

Yang Hui didn't pay any attention, turned the key, and sped away.

In the funeral shop, Old Liu was dressed in a paper outfit, lying in a coffin, with a paper figure on his body.

The paper figure had a deathly pale face, crimson eyes, and its arms were wrapped around him, pressing down on him.

Old Liu looked dazed, drooling, and mumbled, "My dear wife, you've come to pick me up."