I'm in the Ark, a player.

All gone.

It evaporated, vanished, leaving not a trace.

The foreman stood in the center of the room, mouth agape, staring like a fool at the glaring white walls around him.

As if resigned to its fate, it closed its eyes and let out a heart-wrenching roar:

"What the hell kind of thief did I get?!"

Chapter 19, The Foolish Dragon!

“Sir Swire, here are the documents you requested yesterday.”

Lungmen, Headquarters of the Royal Guard

While leaving his office to pour himself coffee, Swire casually accepted the documents handed to him by his subordinate.

"Okay, thank you."

She glanced at the folder; the contents were fine, and it was what she needed. She would study it more carefully when she got back to her office.

"Oh, right,"

The subordinate hesitated for a moment, then pointed towards the end of the corridor.

"The batch of furniture that was delivered yesterday is still piled up at the training ground. What do you think we should do with it?"

"That was moved back by Chen Huijie. I'll ask her to take care of it in a bit so it won't take up space when everyone needs to train."

Swire nodded in agreement, then carried his coffee and documents to his office.

I don't know what Chen Huijie was thinking last night, bringing back a huge amount of stuff.

They said they brought back some evidence.

From Swire's perspective, Chen Huijie seemed more like someone who had returned after ransacking someone's home.

She glanced at the pile of things; there was even a water dispenser.

Who would bring back evidence like this if they were a good person?

Swire pushed open the door with the hand holding the documents and walked into her office.

She is indeed very wealthy, but her office is not particularly luxurious.

On the wall hangs an ordinary abstract art painting worth 100,000 yuan; on the floor lies an ordinary handmade carpet worth 30,000 yuan; and by the window sits a seemingly ordinary matching desk and chair worth 50,000 yuan.

Swire thinks it's a perfectly normal office decor.

only...........

For some reason, while I was getting myself a cup of coffee, a cardboard box appeared right in the middle of the office...

Yes, Swire was not mistaken.

Cardboard box,

What's even more outrageous is that the cardboard box just sat there brazenly in the middle of her office, as if it had always been there!

Swire placed the documents and coffee on the table, then walked to the side of the box and squatted down.

There was a handle hole on the side of the cardboard box for carrying. Through that small opening, Swire saw a pair of crimson eyes in the darkness.

She recognized those eyes.

As Swire gazed at the cardboard box, the cardboard box also gazed at her.

The two stared at each other for a long time.

One second, two seconds, five seconds, ten seconds.

The cardboard box remained motionless, and so did the poetic sentiment.

Finally, Swire couldn't hold back any longer.

"Pfft—where did this silly dragon come from?"

There was a moment of silence inside the cardboard box.

Then--

"*Longmen profanity*"

Chen Huijie, inside the cardboard box, swore and opened it with a puzzled look.

Her hair was a little messy from being pressed down by the cardboard box, and her cheeks were slightly red from being inside.

why?

Why can Qin Tianling do it, but I can't?

I clearly picked up that guy's cardboard box from yesterday, so why isn't it working?

"So what are you doing squatting in there?"

Trying to hide from me?

Swire leaned against her desk, took a sip of her coffee, pointed to the cardboard box, and asked,

"It's none of your business... Laugh if you want."

Chen Huijie said, as if resigned to her fate,

"Don't worry, we've undergone rigorous training. No matter how funny something is, we won't laugh—Pfft~ Hahahahahahaha!"

Swire tried hard to maintain her composure, but she couldn't help it.

She genuinely didn't understand why Chen Huijie would do something so stupid... so childish.

Did you intend to use sweet talk to trick her?

Faced with Swire's mockery, Chen Huijie could only purse her lips, unable to utter any words of rebuttal.

That's really stupid.

She herself knew this fact.

The main reason was that when I thought about how Qin Tianling infiltrated last night, I inexplicably tried it myself.

The result... tsk.

Amidst Swire's laughter, Chen Huijie turned and left dejectedly, carrying the cardboard box through the corridor. She pushed open the door to her office, stuffed the box under her desk, and then sat down in her chair.

She sat there, staring motionless at the stack of unfinished documents on the table.

One minute,

five minutes,

ten minutes,

Chen Huijie picked up her pen, then put it down; she opened the document, then closed it again.

Finally, she leaned back in her chair, crossed her arms, and stared blankly at the ceiling.

An hour passed, and she hadn't done anything.

She wasn't bothered by being mocked by Swire for failing to learn Qin Tianling's stealth technique... well, it did have some impact, but only a tiny one.

More importantly, she was thinking about Qin Tianling.

This guy is dangerous.

This isn't a new conclusion; she knew it from their very first encounter.

But the danger wasn't his skill, his strange equipment, or even his ability to turn back time.

The dangerous thing is—he treats the whole world like a game.

After yesterday's events, she understood one thing clearly: if she wanted this lawless guy to behave, she had to deal with him in a way he could understand.

In other words, you need to understand the game.

Only then can we match his thought process.

Only then can we continue to use tasks to motivate him to get things done, just like yesterday...

Chen Huijie rubbed her temples.

The problem is, she knows absolutely nothing about games.

She had never known about these things.

"Old Chen, what are you thinking about?"

A tall, green-haired demon carrying some materials pushed open the door and walked in with his head bowed.

That's Hoshiguma, a member of the Special Inspectorate of the Imperial Guard Bureau, just like Chen Huijie.

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"It's nothing, it's nothing..."

Chen Huijie shook her head, and then when she saw Hoshiguma, she seemed to remember something and asked a question.

"By the way, do you know anything about games?"

"I?"

Hoshiguma blinked, then pointed to herself with a puzzled look.

"Old Chen, you're asking me?"

"Well, because you're from the East, right? All that otaku culture and gaming culture originated in the East..."

So I think you should already know something about it.

Upon hearing Chen Huijie's words, Hoshiguma began to think.

The game of the East............

Small steel balls?

No, no, no, this won't do, will it?

Old Chen wanted computer games.

What other games are famous in the East?

After thinking for a moment, Hoshiguma finally looked at Chen Huijie.

"So you want me to dump a couple of corners on the wood installation package for you?"

..........

.......

Chapter 20, I am the Wood Realm God from the back alley!

In the end, Chen Huijie still asked Xingxiong for two installation kits for Mu.

The subsequent work went as smoothly as Chen Huijie had expected. The safe hidden in the cabinet was found, and it would take some time to check for any self-destruct mechanisms and decipher it. The next day was a normal day off, so she had time to study the two items that Hoshiguma had sent her.

The next day, Chen Huijie woke up very early.

Even without work or an alarm clock, her long-established biological clock still wakes her up very punctually.

After a quick breakfast, Chen Huijie turned on her computer and started playing the game that Hoshiguma had sent her.

Chen Huijie finds it difficult to comment on the gameplay experience.

because........

"It's more like a picture book than a game."

Staring at the two options that popped up on the computer screen, Chen Huijie complained.