Global Games: My Skills Can Be Upgraded Infinitely

Tianhe City, Rongdu Special Affairs Bureau:

At sunset.

Inside the building, the Special Affairs Bureau's Seventh Mobile Squad arrived at the entrance of Rongdu International High School at top speed by helicopter.

At this moment, the entire high school was shrouded in an unknown thick fog, and a cordon was set up around it, with a temporary command post for the security bureau erected.

The director of Rongdu City's Security Bureau personally visited the site to provide guidance.

The police officers were busy and overwhelmed trying to stop the worried parents outside the cordon.

The head of the security bureau in the temporary command post was in a real bind.

One after another, incredibly powerful phone calls were made directly to his personal cell phone.

Those who made these calls were all wealthy and influential figures from various countries, as well as elites and tycoons from all walks of life.

Some of them were bossy, some were aggressive, and some were pleading...

Without exception, they all wanted the bureau chief to prioritize the safety of their children.

"Don't worry, sir, the Seventh Mobile Squad will be there soon, and the children will be safe and sound!"

The caller was none other than the mayor of Rongdu City.

After hanging up the phone, Director Ye sighed and then quickly looked at the police officers outside the tent: "Have the Special Affairs Bureau personnel arrived yet?"

"They've arrived! They've arrived, Chief!"

"Great!" Director Ye breathed a sigh of relief and rushed out of the command post to the helicopter landing site to greet it.

The helicopter did not land; it simply opened the cabin door, and three figures jumped out.

A mere few dozen meters of height is nothing to them, as if walking on flat ground.

The three men were dressed in identical black uniforms without any epaulets, but the oppressive aura emanating from them made all the officers present feel tense.

Director Ye shook hands with the young man leading the group, speaking respectfully, "Captain Li, the rest is in your hands!"

He was a young man who looked to be no more than twenty years old, with neat black hair and a cold demeanor as well as his eyes. His name was Li Xuanye.

Li Xuanye hummed in response, then looked at the person behind him, "Li Ming, have you calculated the dungeon's capacity limit yet?"

The Dawn team member he was looking at was a man wearing a V-shaped technological helmet and whose arm had been completely replaced with a mechanical prosthetic.

Because the Special Affairs Bureau keeps its information strictly confidential, even Director Ye only knows that his code name is "Dawn".

"The maximum limit is 2.5."

He reported in the calmest voice possible.

"2.5? This is troublesome... Ah Qiu, you're the only one who can go."

Li Xuanye shifted his gaze to another girl who stood ramrod straight, but whose wrists were trembling slightly.

"Ah, me?"

The girl whose name was called looked completely bewildered.

This...this isn't right, is it?

Am I just here to make up the numbers because there aren't enough team members?

Why are we going straight in?

What to do?!

Is it too late to regret joining the team now?

God knows she just wanted to get a government salary!

"Only your danger level is 2.5; Dawn and I are both over the limit."

Li Xuanye had no choice; if the situation weren't urgent, he wouldn't have wanted to send in a newcomer who had only been in the team for less than a week.

But there was nothing they could do. At the same time, other places in Rongdu were also in trouble, and the various teams were extremely busy.

It even required the head of their mobile division to personally come out.

At this moment, Li Ming picked up his briefcase and handed it to the girl named A Qiu, his tone as calm as a machine:

"Take this with you; you should know how to use it."

"However, it is still an experimental product and puts a lot of strain on the body, so I suggest you use it only in critical moments."

Ah Qiu's throat tightened slightly as she swallowed, nervously taking the suitcase. "I...I understand..."

There was no other way; as a player organization directly under the Tianhe Kingdom, the members of the Special Affairs Bureau had to be at the forefront of the disaster.

At this moment, Li Ming raised his mechanical left hand, and a light screen popped up on it, displaying lines of code and data.

He took out a chip and inserted it into the chip slot behind his ear.

[Sending a request to the core control center....]

[The core control mechanism has been authorized.]

[Decoding in progress.]

[Decoding complete.]

Soon, the thick fog covering the entire International City High School was laid bare before Li Ming's eyes, and his gaze flickered slightly.

They quickly found a gap.

The three arrived at the gap, where the fog was three times thinner than in other places.

A-Qiu carried the suitcase in her left hand, clenched her right fist, and mentally gave herself a strong pep talk:

"Go, go, Qiu! You can do it! Qiu, you're the best!"

Before A-Qiu entered, Li Xuanye, after completing his report to his superior through his earpiece, turned to A-Qiu and instructed him:

"After entering the campus, we will prioritize confirming the safety of two important individuals. Their photos and information have already been sent to your mobile phone."

"yes!"

Taking a deep breath, A-Qiu stepped into the thin mist.

After she entered, the thin mist rippled and was quickly filled with other mists, clearly indicating that it was a one-time event.

*****

"Cough cough..."

The atmosphere in Mo Lan's class was extremely quiet, as their fear of the unknown prevented them from making any rash moves.

At that moment, a girl raised her hand and said tremblingly, "Um, does anyone need to go to the bathroom? I... I can't hold it in anymore..."

"I want to too! I've been holding it in ever since the exam!"

Several girls raised their hands.

Upon hearing this, the homeroom teacher, Old Man Meng, glanced at the corridor outside, which was shrouded in thick fog, and felt that there was a great deal of danger.

He touched his shiny bald head and said helplessly:

"Can't you just hold back a little longer?"

"Old Meng, you can't resist! The guys can make do with water bottles, but we can't."

The girls protested.

A boy named Lu Qianfan then said, "Hey ladies, can't you see what time it is? Is your life more important or your pride? Just find a washbasin and make do."

The words may be crude, but the principle is sound. Girls at this age are very concerned about their image, and they are basically daughters of wealthy and noble families. How could they possibly be willing to do that?

"The monster hasn't even appeared yet, and you're already this scared? Are you even a man?!"

"What if you attract monsters? How can you be so selfish? Pah!"

The classroom erupted in heated discussions, with students arguing until their faces turned red.

This was the first time Mo Lan had ever seen someone so recklessly courting death for such a simple and unpretentious reason.

He sat in the chair, leaning back slightly.

Indeed, art imitates life.

If this were written in a novel, readers would definitely criticize the author for forcibly lowering their intelligence, right?

What kind of brain-dead author is this? If you can't move the plot forward, you just make the characters stupid, right? You deserve to be a flop forever.

But in reality, the extraordinary characters in novels are often less than one ten-thousandth of reality.

"Hey, that's enough."

Sally suddenly slammed her hand on the table: "It's just a toilet, isn't it? Come on, I'll lead the way."

She simply couldn't stand these people chattering away.

Seeing this, Mo Lan also stood up and said:

"Perfect timing, I'll go too."

"Then let's go too. We won't be afraid if there are more people."

Immediately, some more boys stood up, including a few strong and athletic athletes.

The group left the classroom and soon arrived at the student restroom at the end of the corridor.

The group entered.

Lu Qianfan had been holding back for a long time, so he quickly grabbed a spot.

The boys were too afraid to go into the private room, so they huddled together and unleashed their ninjutsu.

"Brothers, brothers, squeeze in."

"Damn it, can't you bunch of gays get lost?!"

"Hehehehe!"

Mo Lan didn't try to grab a spot from them, but instead stopped in front of the mirror at the sink.

Not right.

There was no reflection in the mirror, only a thick fog.

Mo Lan tried to reach out and touch the thick fog, but nothing happened.

"what!"

Just then, a piercing scream came from the women's restroom next door, startling the boys so much that they almost peed on their hands.

Mo Lan reacted quickly and hurried outside the women's restroom.

He then witnessed Sariel, with incredible speed, reach into the lining of her school uniform suit and pull out a fine, antique silver smoothbore gun.

She aimed at the innermost cubicle and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The gun barrel exploded in a dazzling burst of light.

The screams inside abruptly stopped.

Pfft...

A ghoul with its chest shattered lay beside Sariel, a few drops of blood splattering onto her little leather shoes.

Inside the cubicle, a girl whose shoulder had been bitten so badly that she fainted on the toilet.

"A mutated ghoul..." Sally thought to herself as she reloaded her magazine.

"What, what is that?!"

"What terrifying power..."

The students and their homeroom teacher, Old Man Meng, were all startled and looked at Sally.

Seeing this, Sariel casually slung the musket over her shoulder and turned to look at them:

"If you want to live, then follow my orders from now on."

The girl's long, silvery-white hair was stained with gunpowder and blood. At this moment, no one dared to refute or question her words.

"I have no objection."

Mo Lan, standing calmly in the crowd, took the lead in raising her hand.

The crowd is like a lost lamb. At critical moments, it needs not only a savior but also someone to step in and set the pace.

Soon, others also raised their hands, and even the homeroom teacher nodded in agreement.

After all, as the homeroom teacher, he knew about Sally's family situation and quickly accepted this fact.

A dead skinny camel is bigger than a horse.

Even at Rongdu International High School, where children of officials are everywhere and the rich are treated worse than dogs.

Sariel's background was harder than a steel plate.

It's a slide that you absolutely can't touch.

Soon after, someone recognized the girl who had transformed into a ghoul as someone who was usually quiet and reserved in the class.

This incident immediately turned everyone pale. They looked at each other, all feeling that their usual classmate was in some danger.

"Mo Lan, you... you can't be one of those ghouls, right..."

Lu Qianfan was clearly terrified by the girl's corpse. He nervously leaned close to Mo Lan and whispered, "What do you mean?"

They usually have a good relationship.

At this moment, he seemed to want some reassurance.

Upon hearing this, Mo Lan shrugged: "If I were a ghoul, you wouldn't be alive now."

In the brief interval between the boys unleashing their ninjutsu in a group, they were enough to die several times over.

When a person is at their most vulnerable, they encounter the most terrifying thing.

Holy crap, just thinking about it makes me feel hopeless, bro.

After Mo Lan's explanation, Lu Qianfan, who had been lost in thought, gradually relaxed.