After an Infinite Flow Player Retires

Liu Zhaocheng: "...Huh?"

"Although, although I fell asleep, my heart is still thinking about work." Ye Jia bit the bullet and made up: "As a public servant of the people, I have to do my best and die..."

At this moment, Zhao Dong hurriedly ran over from behind them, interrupting their conversation.

Panting, he reported to Liu Zhaocheng:

"Boss, it's ready over there."

Liu Zhaocheng's attention was successfully diverted by the opponent.

He frowned: "The process is over? The Combat Section is going to enter so soon?"

"After all, it's only a C-level task, and it's normal." Zhao Dong glanced down at the document in hand: "Oh, yes, the Combat Division said that we still need to find an escort from our department to collect data and go back to do research."

Liu Zhaocheng seemed to realize that there was still a big living person standing beside him.

He turned his head and glanced at Ye Jia who was wearing a hospital gown.

"Didn't you do your best and die?" Liu Zhaocheng said with a cold face, "Go and change clothes, you go."

Ye Jia: "..."

Grass.

Shooting himself in the foot.

He was full of resistance: "but... I'm still on sick leave..."

But Liu Zhaocheng is ruthless: "Recently, there is a shortage of staff in the department, and one newcomer has fallen down. Zhao Dong and the others are going to check the data fluctuations inside, and no one is on it except you."

——Although he is indeed going to go in, he is not going to go in with those who are in the way of the Combat Division!

Ye Jia tried to struggle: "But..."

Liu Zhaocheng: "I will pay you overtime pay tonight."

He gritted his teeth and added reluctantly: "And this month will be your performance."

Ye Jia: "!"

He lifted his spirits and asked sincerely, "Where do you change your clothes?"

Zhao Dong, who was watching everything: ...it doesn't have to be so real.

·

Ten minutes later, five members of the Combat Section and a logistics data recorder were ready to go.

Ye Jia turned to look at a member of the Combat Division beside him, and asked, "By the way, what mission are you planning to do at this school tonight?"

"It's nothing, it's just that on the first floor, there were five students who were haunted in two days, and one was in a coma. I guess at most it was a wandering spirit wandering into the school..." After finishing speaking, the member He glanced at him in surprise: "But, although the task is quite simple, you came here without knowing anything?"

"Temporary deployment." Ye Jia shrugged helplessly: "Just drive the ducks to the shelves."

The member nodded empathetically: "Ham, me too."

He pointed to the "F-Class Member of the Combat Division" logo on his uniform: "The others are all caught up in that case of pickpocketing. There is no one here, so I was transferred here."

"Zhao Guangcheng, what about you?" He held out his hand to Ye Jia.

"Yejia."

After the two briefly shook hands, Zhao Guangcheng patted Ye Jia's shoulder proudly:

"Don't worry, buddy, you don't have to worry! After you go in, I will cover you, nothing will happen!"

Ye Jia smiled slightly, his already pale skin seemed to be glowing in the night, his pair of light amber eyes were half-closed, and he looked very sincere when staring at people: "Thank you buddy."

On the campus at night, without the noisy playing and reading of the students, it seemed too quiet.

As soon as he entered the teaching building, he threw the light source at the school gate into the distance, as if entering an independent space. In the vast night, only the cold light illuminated the empty corridor in front of him.

The team went straight to the floor where the incident occurred, the third floor.

Ye Jia stayed at the back of the team, keeping a close distance, and looked at the corridor in front of him calmly.

Since everyone has come in, it is best to deal with the smoker secretly and quickly before the combat department finds out.

After all, only he now knows the specific hiding place of the sucker, and he has long been used to dealing with this kind of creature, so it is not a big challenge for him.

After all the technology, let the little black hand reappear once, let the Combat Division think that after destroying it, declare the mission completed, the best of both worlds, everyone is very happy.

The little black hand who didn't know that he was about to be pushed out again: "Ha Qiu!"

Why do I suddenly have a strange sense of crisis?

It looked around blankly, then shrank back under Ye Jia's collar—probably an illusion.

At this moment, the team leader who was walking in the front stopped.

He took out a surgical device ball from the tactical bag on his waist and held it between his fingers.

Ye Jia suddenly had an ominous premonition.

He asked, "What is this?"

He asked so abruptly that several other people in the team turned their heads to look at him in unison.

The captain frowned impatiently: "This is the latest device in the bureau. It can force out the wandering souls hiding in the corners, and you don't need to use detectors to search from room to room. Solve it as soon as possible and go home early." sleep."

The alarm bell in Ye Jia's mind was loud:

"Wait……"

The captain glanced at him impatiently.

What can a logistics member know?

Before the other party could finish speaking, he squeezed the small ball into pieces with his fingers.

"Didi, di, di, di, di, di, di, di, di!!"

The ear-piercing siren sounded in the surveillance car at the gate of the campus. Zhao Dong stood up abruptly, staring in shock at the large expanse of red that suddenly jumped out on the screen.

He took a few steps back in horror, not even realizing that he had knocked the chair behind him to the ground with a clatter.

It is exactly the same on several other monitoring screens.

The almost berserk Yin Qi index soared, and it exploded in seconds!

Zhao Dong could hardly believe his eyes.

This... what's going on here?

He has been engaged in off-site data monitoring for more than seven years, and has never seen such a situation...

An incident that can be solved by a non-staff team unexpectedly mutated into an extremely serious catastrophe within seconds of personnel entering!

In the teaching building.

The smoke dissipated, and Ye Jia slowly opened his eyes.

Compared with just now, the scene in front of me has undergone earth-shaking changes.

The thick darkness is like a living thing, enveloping the entire corridor, and the dim and cold light above the head flickers with difficulty, but it can barely illuminate a small area.

Dark meridians and blood vessels are clinging to the blue-green walls, beating and oozing mucus, giving off a decaying stench.

Ye Jia sighed silently.

The reason why the smoker is hard to fight, apart from being hard to find, is that once it is stimulated by the outside world, it will instinctively create a temporary ghost creature.

Although it is only C-level, this kind of temporary ghost can even reach A-level or above.

And the environment is completely controlled by the smoker, once entering, it is close to death.

Only Ye Jia was left standing alone in the corridor, and the other team members around him had long since disappeared.

After all, those members of the Combat Division are too weak, and it is very likely that they will be taken away as food reserves at the moment when the ghost creature unfolds. However, their threat level is low. Judging from the eating habits of the addicts, the chance of survival is still very high of.

I just don't know where it was hidden.

Ye Jia looked around at the hostile people around him, and had obviously noticed his surroundings, couldn't help but sighed again.

——He really needs a raise.

in front of the classroom building.

"What's going on?" Liu Zhaocheng rushed into the car in a hurry, his bald forehead was covered with fine sweat.

When he saw the data on the screen, even though he was a minister who had experienced great storms, he couldn't help but turn pale with shock:

"This……"

Zhao Dong's face was pale, he shook his head and couldn't speak.

It can be seen through the car window that a layer of dark and cold haze enveloped the entire teaching building, exuding a strange ominous atmosphere, like invisible tentacles slowly spreading in the air, mocking the humans in front of them maliciously.

"Quick... Hurry up and ask for support!" Liu Zhaocheng's voice was so hoarse that he could hardly hear it: "A-level emergency! Hurry up!"

·

The corridor was dark and cold, the floor and walls were bent at a weird angle, and foul-smelling mucus was oozing out.

The young man walked forward unhurriedly.

The little black hand shrank under Ye Jia's collar, reminding in a low voice:

"...something is watching us."

In the corner of the eye, a pitch-black eyeball suddenly opened on the wall, and then quickly disappeared, like a crack that was suddenly closed.

Ye Jia continued to walk forward calmly: "Of course."

"The smoker has always been cautious. When it finds that it can't control the opponent at the first time, it will not act rashly immediately." Ye Jia narrated slowly: "After observing patiently, it will organize a wave based on experience. Attack, test the opponent's strength..."

As soon as he finished speaking, several sticky tentacles suddenly protruded from the wall in front of him, attacking Ye Jia with lightning speed!

Ye Jia raised his head slightly, the black tentacles gradually enlarged were reflected in the light-colored eyes, as calm as a lake.

He squinted his eyes, and the cold light of the blade flickered between his fingers.

The next second, silently, the menacing tentacle broke into several pieces in front of him, fell to the ground, and then melted into the floor like raindrops falling into the water.

"……like this."

Ye Jia concluded.

The corridor in front of me became darker and darker.

The Yin Qi in the air is so thick that it almost condenses into a solid body, even if it is touched, it can cause irreversible damage to people. Ghosts polluted by ghost air appear in the corners of the corridor, and rush towards Ye Jia with their teeth and claws. At the same time, countless The pitch-black tentacles flowing with corrosive liquid attack from various sinister angles from time to time, waiting for an opportunity to devour the ignorant humans who strayed into their own domain.

However, the young man in the vortex seemed to be undisturbed, and continued to move towards the incident that Sun Jiale mentioned at a constant speed.

As he approached, the attacks became more intensive and impatient, as if trying to stop him.

While dealing with the increasingly hostile environment around him, Ye Jia still had time to complain to the little black hand:

"Speaking of which, the reason why it is so disgusting in the game is because once the temporary ghost creature is deployed, it can command all other ghosts of the same level included in the ghost creature, and control them to deal with the player."

The women's restroom is just around the corner.

The toilet was covered with thick viscous black liquid from the door to the wall, and countless gnarled blood vessels were pumping inside the wall, like the living heart of a monster.

Ye Jia repelled a ghost wearing an old student skirt, kicked open the toilet door, and said lazily:

"—But in the real world, although the ghosts and monsters are unfolding, there are harmless wandering souls around you..."

Ye Jia sighed pretendingly:

"Oh, what a pity, what a pity."

As if the smoker was enraged by what he said, a high-frequency piercing whisper fluctuated in the depths of the wall, and the entire room, the entire floor, and even the entire building trembled accordingly.

The walls come to life.

The whole building roared and pressed down on the tiny human in front of it, trying to crush him to death under its own steel and concrete fingers.

Even Ye Jia was a little reluctant to deal with it.

Suddenly, a pitch-black, waist-thick tentacle rushed out of one of the toilets in the women's toilet, and hit Ye Jia like a thunderbolt—!

The little black hand screamed: "Be careful——"

The viscous and foul-smelling liquid dripped from the ceiling, and before it hit the ground, there was a soft sound of sharp blades piercing the air.

"pat"

Several neatly cut tentacles fell to the ground, and the severed limbs were still writhing.

The young man stood amidst the blood and mucus, his thin white and slender fingers loosely holding the long black handle of the sickle, the long and curved blade tore through the air, so thin that it seemed to have no thickness, as cold and clear as spring water.

Not a single trace was left on the blade, as if everything it cut was devoured.

Ye Jia glanced at the place where the tentacles stretched out just now, and said expressionlessly:

"...a good place, suitable for you."

No one noticed that the moment Ye Jia's weapon appeared, all attacks stopped.

A strange dead silence enveloped the small space in front of him.

Suddenly, a thin hiss sounded, which sounded soft as if it would be blown away, but the insidiousness in the tone could make anyone shudder:

"It's you……"

Ye Jia did not expect this opening remark.

He raised his eyebrows in surprise.

...so you are so famous?

Even the addicts who are about to be extinct know?

"It's just a mere human..." The voice of the smoker was filled with hatred: "It will actually lead to the demise of our entire ethnic group!"

Ye Jia: "..."

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etc?What?

"If it wasn't for you, he wouldn't have come at all! If it wasn't for you! How could I be reduced to curl up in this toilet and barely survive on the disgusting and weak souls of those brats!"

Hatred made the dark and soft voice become extreme and high-pitched, mixed with chaotic and frenzied hissing, which was creepy.

The floor and ceiling shook, and the strong malice caused the walls to burst out foul and foul-smelling slime, pouring on the floor with a sizzling sound.

Ye Jia looked confused: "..."

——Where and where!

Although the other party may not listen, but he really doesn't know anything!