Forty-nine rules of the end times

The first message in Chapter 102's intelligence section

After a group of dozens of infected people rushed into the hospital, they immediately started to feel overwhelmed.

After several rounds of regulation, hospitals have also been transformed into gathering places.

The lobby on the first floor was still piled with sandbags that had previously been used to block the undead. All the useless information boards, information desks, and even security scanners had been dismantled and thrown away to make room for supplies and equipment.

In the past, when people went to the hospital, they would follow the signs to the corresponding departments. But now, in the renovated hospital, the signboards have been removed, leaving dozens of people feeling lost.

Where is the blood collection room?

"We don't know which floor that woman is on. Should we search floor by floor?"

Acting under the pressure of survival, without careful planning and thought, will lead to this situation.

Even if they managed to defeat a few guards and break in, there was no adequate plan for what to do next.

"Listen up, you who have trespassed into the hospital!" Suddenly, the hospital's loudspeaker blared, a stern voice announcing, "You have committed a serious violation of the law. Cease your actions immediately!"

"We just want to live, is that illegal?!"

"The procedure for entering the hospital with your mobile phone." Someone recalled their previous medical experience, "It has directions to the various departments."

"This is too slow. Everyone, split up and search one room at a time!"

As soon as the words were spoken, several people immediately took out their phones to check, while the others dispersed and began searching the house room by room, starting from the first floor.

The hooded man who could manipulate metal objects to explode was also holding a cell phone, but he wasn't looking up information; he was recording a video.

Warnings were still coming from the loudspeaker, but the infected people stopped listening and soon found a locked door on the first floor.

Several kicks failed to clear the way, then one of them, holding a gun, said, "Get out of the way, I'll handle this!"

He fired several shots at the door lock, and then the group kicked it open with all their might.

There were seven or eight people in the room, all wearing white coats, who looked like doctors and nurses.

They stared in horror at the crowd rushing into the room, utterly terrified.

"What are you going to do?"

“We are just hospital staff, not the people you are looking for…”

The infected looked at each other, and one of them asked, "Did you hear that loudspeaker just now? Which room was it from? Also, weren't some people from the Bureau bringing a woman in earlier? Where did they go?"

Upon hearing this, the group stammered, which immediately enraged the infected: "Speak! Or we'll shoot you!"

"No, I'll talk, I'll talk!" a young doctor said hurriedly. "The broadcasting studio is on the third floor, room 306. As for the woman brought in by the management bureau, we didn't see her and don't know where she is!"

"Quick, everyone, go up to the third floor! Leave a few people here to watch over them."

The infected people immediately rushed up to the third floor, and when they reached room 306, they blocked the leader of the management bureau who had just come out of the room.

"Are you all infected?"

Facing the menacing crowd, the team leader calmly asked...

One of the men pressed a gun to the team leader's chest and threatened, "What nonsense are you spouting! The woman you brought in has antibodies, right? Where did you hide her? Tell me!"

"...Even if I told you, do you think you could all be saved? There are dozens of people here, and the serum is simply not enough for everyone. Besides, before you can even isolate that much serum, our armed reinforcements will arrive. Do you really think you can escape unscathed?"

The team leader's calm words, however, enraged everyone.

An infected person ripped off his protective mask, punched him hard in the face, grabbed his collar and shouted, "So those of us infected with the virus deserve to die, right?! You bunch of bastards, what do you think our lives are!"

The team leader took a punch, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't back down, remaining steadfast: "If you want justice, go ask the Firebringers. Talking to me is useless. Everything we do is from a higher perspective, hoping to save more people, not let this country be destroyed by mutual slaughter in the rules of the apocalypse."

"then you--"

Bang bang bang!
Before the questioner could finish speaking, the man with the gun suddenly fired. The team leader groaned and fell to the ground.

Everyone else stared in astonishment at the gunman, whose eyes gleamed with a ferocious, wolf-like green light: "I don't understand anything about the big picture, all I know is that my own life is the most important! Whoever wants me dead, I'll kill them first!"

"..."

"Alright, let's keep looking. We need to find them before they send reinforcements," someone said after a brief silence.

The group continued searching inside the hospital, but this was a huge hospital with over twenty floors and countless rooms. Even with dozens of people, searching room by room would take a very long time.

Just as they reached the fifth floor, shouts came from outside.

"You are surrounded! Surrender immediately!"

Upon hearing this, several infected individuals looked out the window and saw a number of armed vehicles parked at the hospital entrance, with a large contingent of fully armed soldiers filing into the hospital.

At the same time, a large number of drones took off to locate targets from windows of various buildings, providing soldiers with precise means to find and strike the enemy.

Seeing this, the infected knew that this was pretty much the end of it. This was an expected outcome, one they had anticipated even before they did this.

Ultimately, they didn't think the chances of being saved by the serum injection were slim, but they just wanted to take a chance before they died. That was better than dying silently from a blood loss in some forgotten corner.

Most of the infected were quickly eliminated by the soldiers who entered the hospital. In the end, only a few people remained on the first floor, holding the doctors and nurses hostage and demanding that the authorities provide serum.

However, the moment they stormed the hospital, they were no longer negotiable partners for the authorities, but rather terrorists who needed to be eliminated.

After a stun grenade cleared the way, soldiers rushed into the room, quickly eliminated the last few infected, and rescued the hostages.

Next came the site cleanup.

Corpses were carried out and transported away. The woman with antibodies, Sister Yu, who had been hiding in the hospital's storage room, was also found and rescued, getting into a car and leaving under the protection of several people. No one noticed that on the 18th floor, in an open window, the hooded man who could manipulate metal objects to explode was filming everything with his phone.

He then removed his hood, and if those infected people were still alive, they would be shocked to see him like this.

Because when he removed his hood, there were no bright red spots on his neck. From the beginning, this hooded man was an adapted individual of the Blood Plague, but he had disguised himself as an infected person to infiltrate the infected population.

No one doubted it because no one could have imagined that someone would do such a thing.

It's normal for an infected person to disguise themselves as an ordinary person, but it's very rare for them to adapt to their body and disguise themselves as an infected person.

The hooded man checked the video on his phone and nodded in satisfaction: "I really did a good job. It has the cause and effect, emotions, conflict, ending, and climax. It should fetch a good price."

……

"File download complete."

Guan Tong looked at the downloaded file and thought that this "mask" was really efficient.

I said I'd help with the optimization yesterday, and today this one-click optimization package is ready.

Guan Tong looked at the file. He didn't know much about computer technology, but he knew that some files shouldn't be downloaded randomly. They might contain viruses or Trojans that could hijack your computer.

He felt that this "mask" must have been made with the same intention, otherwise they wouldn't have created this optimization package so quickly.

But he felt this guy was going to be disappointed.

No matter what computer virus is released, it will not work on the shelter's special network.

Guan Tong opened the file, unzipped it, and then loaded the optimized content onto her website with one click.

Upon logging back in, the website looked completely new.

The overall interface layout hasn't changed much, but the quality in all aspects has been improved by more than one level.

For example, the icons, progress bars, and option button styles on the website used the default templates, which looked very outdated.

Now, with the optimization package, these details have been greatly improved, and many animations have been added. For example, when the mouse hovers over an option, there is a color gradient effect for the selected option, which looks very impressive.

"This 'mask' is really something."

Regardless of Mask's motives, this optimization is undeniably useful.

The interface may look nice, but the most important thing is still the content.

Without high-quality content, no matter how good the appearance is, it's all for nothing.

Guan Tong clicked on several sections one by one. Only the "Chat" section had a post by Mask. The other sections were all blank.

"I'll fill in some content myself first."

Guan Tong thought for a moment and opened the intelligence section.

Intelligence is information, but the internet is full of information. How do you make your information valuable and something that others are eager to read?
It's very simple: the information you're sending isn't available elsewhere; you have your own independent information source.

If Guan Tong has any independent source of information, it's that he can see the hidden rules, which is his most valuable information. However, this kind of information will be made public or sold depending on the circumstances.

He's not inclined to reveal hidden rules like "plundering the sobriety" or "gene lottery," which are harmful to others and benefit oneself.

However, he can make public the hidden rules such as "difficult choices" and "the source of transformation".

The particularly difficult decision involved the information that snowfall is directly proportional to population density in a region. He had considered releasing it immediately, but ultimately decided against it due to the lack of a safe channel for dissemination.

The rule regarding the "Source of Transformation" states that eliminating the "Mother Transformer" can end the transformation of the living dead. If he had possessed the "House of Ascended Ones" platform from the beginning, he could have easily chosen to sell this information.

Sell ​​this information to those Ascended Beings who have the power to eliminate the "Mother Transformers." This way, you'll reap huge profits; the buyers will receive extra rewards for eliminating the "Mother Transformers"; and ordinary people who end the transformation process early will be spared further threats.

Why not do something that's a win-win-win situation?

So what should be the first message posted in the intelligence section?

The hidden rules in the previous rules are actually summarized in the official post-apocalyptic rules white paper, so there's no point in publishing them here.

He doesn't plan to release the hidden rules of the sixth rule, which are still ongoing.

So, the information that can be sent, information that you know but others don't...

"How about sending an update on the Holy Grail first?"

Guan Tong thought to himself, this was indeed a piece of information that only he knew.

The Holy Grail remained in his hands throughout the entire event, and the other contestants had no idea what its effects were or how it had been found.

Guan Tong felt that if he released the key to obtaining the Holy Grail, namely the small inscription on the base of the statue that read "Feed blood to awaken the Grail," and the effect of the Holy Grail being "infinite mental power during the holding period," it would definitely cause a stir.

People may believe it or not, but there should be some discussion and buzz.

"However, this is all information that 'Shadow' knows. If I were to send it out, it would be tantamount to telling others that the owner of the 'House of Ascended' website is very likely Shadow himself, or someone related to Shadow."

In doing so, while gaining massive traffic, it will inevitably attract a lot of attention. Who knows how many individuals or organizations will try to uncover the real person behind the website?

If it weren't for the fact that shelters are untraceable, Guan Tong would definitely not dare to or would not consider doing this.

"...That's fine too. With 'Shadow's' huge reputation, shouldn't it be used to 'monetize' it?"

　Day 8 of my daily 10,000-word writing challenge; today's update is 10626 words.

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(End of this chapter)