I created the myth of the Great Old Ones.

Zhou Yuan looked at the few "defective" parts, which looked almost the same as the normal ones.

"They all look the same."

He muttered something, and the supervisor saw it, immediately walked over, and glanced at Zhou Yuan's parts.

"What kind of garbage are these parts you made? They're all substandard. Redo them!"

"???"

Zhou Yuan could no longer tolerate it.

"What's wrong with this? Isn't it exactly the same as the others?"

"Ha, in the factory, if I say it's not up to standard, it's not up to standard."

The supervisor gently patted Zhou Yuan's face.

"Do you think his parts are up to standard?"

He asked the people around him.

Everyone shook their heads, not daring to stand up for Zhou Yuan.

Seeing this, Zhou Yuan became furious and started cursing.

"I quit! What a piece of junk, a waste of time!"

"Wait a minute, you have at least eighty parts here, and you'll have to pay for one hundred and sixty more. You can either finish it or leave sixteen dollars and pack your things to go home."

The supervisor called out.

"Aren't you bullying an honest person?"

Zhou Yuan cursed, but the factory security guards quickly arrived and restrained her.

After a struggle, Zhou Yuan's last ten or so yuan were stolen, and he almost had his clothes stripped off.

He is now unemployed.

"What kind of world is this? This is too much of a bullying!"

As Zhou Yuan walked down the street, he felt the coldness of the world. These capitalists were truly despicable. This wasn't just exploitation; it was outright exploitation!

As he walked, he saw what appeared to be a woman standing on the dimly lit street.

The woman had a graceful figure, wearing a form-fitting cheongsam, and her folding fan was open, obscuring the lower half of her face.

Zhou Yuan leaned closer, thinking there was some beautiful woman there.

Anyway, I've already been kicked out of the factory, so I'll just try to find something to slack off on for the next few days to get by.

He greeted the woman.

The woman seemed to smile and put away her fan.

Zhou Yuan saw that the face beneath the fan was distorted like a melting candle. The woman let out a frivolous laugh, and her figure seemed to have grown considerably larger. From under her skirt, shadows spread out like tentacles, tightly entangling Zhou Yuan.

He hurriedly stepped back, lost his footing, and fell into the sewer.

The camera jumps to a different scene.

Chapter 439 Gang Warfare: My Identity as the Eldest Son is Exposed by the Godfather

Alchide is a chef who used to work in a Michelin-starred restaurant and now owns his own small restaurant, which is doing fairly well.

He considered himself honest and law-abiding, and never did anything illegal or criminal.

Despite having some Italian ancestry, Archid never paid any attention to the Mafia or anything like that.

I joined this game purely for fun and entertainment.

Alchide enjoys watching movies, and he particularly liked Lu Ban's "The Tide of Magic," watching it twice in the cinema. As for "All Quiet in Spring," Alchide was too busy with his restaurant work to go to the cinema, but after watching the movie, his staff became much more proactive at work, so Alchide felt that this movie must also be a heartwarming film.

It's a wonderful thing to be selected for the first game featuring the [Glass Flower].

Being able to temporarily put aside work and travel to Wuhan is a wonderful thing.

When two happy things come together, it should bring even happier and more joyful times.

But why is this so?

Alchide sat in a chair next to a shrewd and capable gangster, who, according to the established rules, was his younger brother, in charge of most of the family's affairs, and was the Godfather's top leader.

On the other side is a woman, who, according to the setting, is her younger sister. She is cunning and treacherous and is also in charge of family affairs.

Alchide himself is portrayed as the eldest son of a gangster.

"I'm just a cook, how did I become the eldest son of a gangster? Isn't there something wrong with this?"

He felt that, based on the script he had read, his position was more dangerous than that of the deceased!

He could be killed at any moment!

Good heavens, I came here to take a vacation and relax, not to sit on the Iron Throne and get stabbed in the back!

Alchide slept well last night, but was woken up early this morning, around 8 a.m.

During the family meeting, Alchide was sweating profusely and couldn't hear a word they were saying. All he could think about was someone bursting in and shooting him twice, knocking him down instantly.

"...What do you think, brother?"

When the NPC playing the younger brother asked him a question, Alcide immediately tensed up.

“I think, uh, that’s right, that’s how it should be done.”

Alchide gave a vague reply.

"I also think it should be like this."

The discussion actually continued.

Alchide suddenly understood how those leaders felt during meetings.

Anyway, as long as it's "yes, yes, yes," that's all that matters.

However, after being reminded of this, Alcide listened to the contents of the meeting.

It appears a family member has died, and they believe it was an assassination targeting the family. They are trying to find the killer and are speculating about who the culprit is.

Could this be the case mentioned in the game?

Alchide listened for a while, then jotted down some key words, intending to ask about them later.

He's a gang leader, and the game is already on the easiest difficulty level. With so many NPCs helping him, there's no way he can't find the truth, right?

After the meeting ended, Alchide saw a familiar face.

This is also a player named Bisso, who is a painter.

He seems to be playing the family's strategist, named Stone.

"Don't be nervous. You are their boss. The Mafia values ​​relationships and generally won't harm their blood relatives."

"That's what Bisso said."

What should we do now?

"Alchide asked."

Since they are players, they are definitely teammates and should help each other.

"This might be a confrontational story; we need to find the killer before everyone else. Do you want to see the body?"

"I asked Bisso," Bisso asked.

Is it scary?

"Alchide asked instinctively."

"It's alright. One of our teammates saw it too, and he should be awake by now."

Bisso replied.

By the time the two men reached the cold storage where the bodies were kept, it was already fully light.

Some viewers were at work, some were catching up on sleep, and some hadn't gotten up yet, so the number of viewers in the live stream decreased significantly. However, due to the time difference, many people abroad started watching the live stream again.

In the live stream, the number of likes, positive reviews, and recommendations is gradually increasing.

Most live streaming platforms only allow one click for likes and recommendations. Nevertheless, on Jiuri Video Network alone, this live stream has received 300,000 recommendations and nearly 3 million likes across the entire platform.

However, the growth in positive reviews is slowing down. Most of the likes were given at midnight, at the very beginning of the live stream, and as more people joined in, the growth rate decreased significantly.

In the main control room, Lu Ban looked at the perspectives of various players. Although there was a professional team, Lu Ban still had to keep an eye on things.

After all, some unexpected things have already happened, and no one knows how these things will lead the script.

"At least, judging from the current situation, these strange things have very little interference with reality. Even our NPCs can drive them away, and the players and viewers in the live stream thought it was just for the show and didn't pay attention."

Lu Ban realized that his previous guess seemed to be correct.

Those players who witnessed the strange things firsthand, as well as viewers who watched them through live streams, experienced only a limited decrease in rationality; most of them were just as startled as when watching a movie.

Upon seeing these things again, they develop resistance and their rationality is not diminished.

In particular, most of the viewers watching Lu Ban's live streams are people who have seen at least one or two of his movies. After being influenced by Lu Ban, they are no longer afraid of watching these things.

This world has undoubtedly been partially corrupted by Lu Ban.

Moreover, judging from the current situation, the world order has not become chaotic because of Lu Ban's existence. At least everyone is still living a normal life, and even the mental illness of many patients has improved.

This global live broadcast may well be a glorious evolution for the entire world.

While keeping an eye on the strange objects, Lu Ban continued to check the progress of the script.

Meanwhile, the mentally ill guy, along with the delivery guy and the French policewoman, resolved the issue of stealing the corpse. They were almost beaten to death by the family, but after escaping, they returned to the funeral home to examine the body.

The NPCs led them to open the morgue door, where they saw Dr. House's body.

Next to the body stood a small child.

The child smiled, and then vanished without a trace.

Did you see that?

The mentally ill man hurriedly asked.