Strange game designer.

Chapter 771 The Great Collapse

Three days have passed since Gao Ming and Ci Nian entered the subway station. The refugee camp of the former pharmaceutical factory in the third block has been completely taken over by the Tzu Chi Foundation. It has almost become their propaganda and filming base. Countless cameras record the cruelty of war, the plight of the disaster victims, and the greatness of the Tzu Chi Foundation from different directions.

“Director Li hasn’t come back for three days. Could he have died in some forgotten corner?” Jia Youzhi, holding a scripture and dressed in a clean white pastor’s robe, sat in front of the computer browsing adult websites: “The network cable set up by the Tzu Chi filming crew is really good. It’s not lagging at all.”

"I don't know if the internet speed is slow or not, but you're not worried at all." Dingxiang admired her new manicure. "To be honest, we can live such a comfortable life thanks to Director Li. He's quite charming. If he were a little taller, a little younger, and a little more handsome, I would definitely pursue him."

"Have you two rested enough?" The blackout curtain was lifted, and the sunlight and the stench of the refugee camp mingled and rushed in. Wu Wei carried a large box of documents into the room: "Come and help!"

“Director Li may or may not even be alive anymore, so why are you collecting all this information for him every day?” Jia Youzhi reluctantly closed the webpage: “Let’s just enjoy one day at a time.”

"I think I have some news about Director Li." As soon as Wu Wei finished speaking, Ding Xiang and Jia Youzhi immediately came over.

"He's still alive?"

Where is Director Li?

“The thirteenth block.” Wu Wei dumped all the documents from the box onto the table: “In the days since Director Li and that young pastor went missing, the restricted areas of the fifth, ninth, eleventh, and twelfth blocks have all gone out of control. Explosions shattered the windows of buildings, and large amounts of contaminants leaked out. The timing is incredibly coincidental…”

"You suspect that Director Li did this?" Jia Youzhi immediately covered his mouth after saying this. If Li Sansi really did it, he would probably be skinned alive by gangs in multiple districts, and his three subordinates would definitely be implicated as well.

“First of all, this must be deliberate. Think about it, who would do something so thankless?” Wu Wei’s finger pressed on Li Sansi’s director’s hat. “The Night Watchmen’s resistance in the Fourth District is more tenacious than anyone expected. The battle has moved from the above-ground buildings to the underground bunkers. They certainly have a reason to do such a thing. But if they are the murderers, then their primary target must be the First Forbidden Zone where the Mountain King is located. After all, they were overwhelmed by the Mountain King on the front lines. The two sides are mortal enemies.”

"That's right, it might have been done by outsiders!" Jia Youzhi seemed to have thought of something and reopened the computer webpage: "The municipal council has started a full-scale crackdown on outsiders, far more intense than ever before. There are even wanted posters on pornographic websites. Anyone who knows about it but doesn't report it will be taken away. They're like mad dogs biting indiscriminately."

“That’s what I’m most worried about…” Wu Wei glanced at her companion and took out a document: “Could Director Li be an outsider?”

Open the file, and inside is a photo taken in 13th Street.

Unlike other neighborhoods, the 13th block had very tight security around the restricted area. But last night, for some unknown reason, a large number of malicious and out-of-control patients suddenly appeared and began to frantically attack the restricted area, eventually breaking through the security measures.

The city council staff took the photo; countless patients screamed and rushed into the restricted area, and one of the figures mixed in looked a lot like Li Sansi.

"Impossible! It must just be a resemblance! Even if Director Li is mentally ill, he would never do something so crazy as to break into the restricted area on the grounds of the Municipal Council Hall. What's the difference between that and dragging a Tzu Chi bishop to film a pornographic movie?" Jia Youzhi tried his best to deny reality. Ding Xiang's face had already turned ashen. She took out a lighter and burned the document.

"Burning it won't help; it's already been published in the newspapers." Wu Wei sighed. What kind of leader gives subordinates the most headaches? It's not the one who likes to use psychological manipulation, nor the one who doesn't pay wages, but the one who might cause subordinates to lose their heads at any time.

Just as the group was discussing what to do with their furrowed brows, Jia Youzhi's phone suddenly rang. He glanced at it and saw it was an unknown number: "Is this a nuisance call?" He tried to answer, and just as he was about to vent, Gao Ming's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Bring a few clean sets of girls' clothes and some medicine. Don't attract attention. Come pick me up at the north riverbank."

"Director Li?!" Jia Youzhi reacted as if he'd received a ghost call, his phone practically burning hot: "You...you coming back now, isn't that a bit inappropriate..."

"What happened? Is there a problem with the Tzu Chi Foundation?"

“It’s not the Tzu Chi Foundation, it’s other gangs outside.” Jia Youzhi tried to be as tactful as possible.

“They don’t have time for me. A large number of restricted areas, including the 13th block, are out of control. They’re all swamped with work right now.” Gao Ming’s voice was tinged with exhaustion. “Alright, come pick me up as soon as possible.”

After hanging up the phone, Jia Youzhi packed his things and was about to leave when he heard the latest breaking news on his phone: Dark Mountain, the largest restricted area in the 13th block, had gone out of control.

"Director Li knew about it even before the reporters on site!"

Not daring to speak much, Jia Youzhi even wanted to sew his mouth shut. He quietly left the refugee camp with his medicine and clothes.

Three days later, Jia Youzhi saw Gao Ming again. In his eyes, Gao Ming had changed a lot. His whole temperament was different from before. How to put it? He was very sinister. Even his hair had an eerie feel to it. His eyes were extremely black. They didn't look like the eyes of a living person. They looked more like two small holes without any emotion. They were just used by the monster under the skin to observe the outside world.

"Director Li, who is this little girl?" Jia Youzhi handed the clothes he had prepared to the child, who seemed like a frightened little bird, afraid of everyone.

“My goddaughter.” Gao Ming patted the little girl’s head and took her back to the camp.

"How's the situation in the fourth block? Have all the night police been wiped out?" Gao Ming washed his face with cold water while the doctor treated the little girl's wounds.

"Those people in black raincoats are still holding on; the battle has penetrated deep into the underground bunker."

“They’re really tenacious, but the longer they fall, the better it will be for us.” Gao Ming had just put down the towel when the kind-hearted bishop, accompanied by Ci Tong, found him.

"Where have you and Ci Nian been all this time?" The stern face was full of wrinkles, but the kind bishop exuded an air of authority without anger: "Why hasn't Ci Nian returned?"

"He's trapped in the restricted area and can't get out for the time being, but don't worry, he's still alive." Gao Ming tossed down the towel and smiled at the bishop.

“Of course I know he’s still alive. If he were dead, his corresponding Tzu Chi vessel would shatter, which is why I’m still talking to you properly.” His expression was serious. “I need to know what you’ve all done!”

(End of this chapter)