Mini-Games to Save the World

"Get 8 total achievement points."

"Eliminate the hunger (residual) +2."

"Save the six confused people +6."

"Get Item: Mysterious Crystal * 1."

"Capacity: Patience (choose one of two)."

"Get Ability: Devour (One of Two)."

Lu Fan glanced at the reward and murmured: "One person is missing."

There were seven people in the picture, but only six people were saved.

The girl in cloth shoes does not belong to the group of seven. He has an idea in his mind.

But if it's the same as he guessed, can this still be called salvation?

But there must be a premise for all this.

"The six people, the package does not include the character itself?"

Lu Fan is not sure, the game is over, and the same scene will happen in reality.

Even if he just read the file again, he can't change some things.

Plutonium crystals are set aside for a while, the mysterious crystals are too rare, so far only two have been obtained.

The use of the other two crystals is very obvious, only this effect is very small.

"Patience ..." Lu Fan determined its effect several times, and eventually decided to devour it.

The role of patience is repeated with his existing abilities.

Whether it is passive "dust", or momentum, mental barriers, he can keep himself.

[Consumption: Psychic attacks can affect the consciousness of the target. 】

说明 [Explanation: Consume target spirit, recover yourself, damage recovery depends on personal strength]

[Consumption can consume a little achievement to master. 】

Lu Fan feels a bit troublesome every time he gets a reward.

There is no specific value, he needs to study the size of the injury himself.

Spiritual defense already exists, and mental attack is a supplement to his current weakness.

As for the effect, you have to wait for tomorrow to find two little animals to confirm.

After simply browsing the rewards, Lu Fan turned on the computer and searched again for the information of "Yiyang Village".

Uh ...

"Yes, I suddenly remembered something."

"what?"

Within the Bureau of Differentiation, the two persons in charge of data management are organizing documents in the archives room.

Dense archives are placed in cabinets, and together with audiovisual archives, they form the database of the Heterogeneous Bureau.

"Before the establishment of the heterosexuality bureau, was it called the relevant incident processing department?"

"Well, a department with no name, few members, and completely playing soy sauce." Another said with emotion, "Think about how big the change is. In just one month, the heterosexual bureau has grown so huge."

"I remember I saw the previous materials in the archives, where did they come from ..."

He searched around, glanced at the classification in front of him, and kept filtering unnecessary information in his mind.

a while.

He slowly moved around, and in the corner of the file room, his eyes suddenly flashed: "I found it!"

"Pap!"

I took out the file in the corner and patted the dust on it.

He frowned, a little doubt appeared on his face, wasn't anyone cleaning it?

"Special event archives (backup) in the Southwestern China in 19xx?" Another person came forward and saw the name of the archive, slightly surprised, "Why didn't I notice it before?"

It stands to reason that even if you don't know the specific content of each file, but this big classification is so obvious, it's right in front of them, but they don't have the slightest impression.

He shook his head, puzzled: "I don't know, I just suddenly remembered it. I should have seen this file when I was finishing, but why did I forget it later?"

I put it in an inconspicuous position in the corner. If he didn't find it, it would be a long time to eat ash.

He recalled it. He had no memory of it before.

The two looked at each other, and both saw the incredible in the eyes of the other.

I stared at the file again, frowning, thoughtfully.

"Let's open and see?"

"Go ahead and call the team leader."

"Ok."

For a while.

Neither is good at judging what to do.

I took the papers and they left the archives.

Uh ...

内 Inside the office.

A group of people sat on their chairs without saying a word, keeping their eyes on the files on the desktop.

The needle drop was audible, and it was a little abnormally quiet.

I frowned one by one, thinking in my head.

"Ah, cut!"

Suddenly a sound rang and caught everyone's attention.

They turned their eyes neatly, staring at the sneezing man.

Uncle was stared at by his eyes, and the man shrugged his shoulders, whispering, "Sorry, I can't help it."

Then he turned his attention and said, "Shall we open the file and see?"

Hearing his proposal, everyone nodded in unison.

"it is good!"

No one opposed, but no one acted.

Everyone looked at each other, you see me, I see you, are waiting for others to move first.

I was silent for a long time, and someone couldn't help asking, "So ... who will open it?"

Everyone was speechless.

Who will open it?

for a long time.

Leader Qi took a deep breath, and he picked up his portfolio, feeling a little nervous for a while.

档案 This file is not shown in the database, so it has never been known.

I just asked other branches of the Heterogeneous Bureau in Southwest China, and the response was surprising.

No one remembers this file, and no one has entered it into the database, as if it had disappeared for more than ten years, and then suddenly appeared today.

at this time.

All relevant divisions are re-checking to determine if any data loss has occurred.

The document itself does not have abnormal reactions, the important thing is only the contents.

But that's the point of their hesitation. What's in it?

After everyone saw the document and knew what was going on, they were inexplicably worried.

The "99 Secret Agreement" incident has been circling in everyone's minds.

That was an anomalous event that so far could not be answered.

Everyone has forgotten the relevant content, only one file exists, and the scene is surprisingly similar to that time.

Uh ...

After a while.

The team leader still took out the documents inside.

For a moment.

The breath of history is coming.

档案 Because this file is placed in a corner, lacks maintenance, and has not been replaced in time, it is still an outdated way of recording.

There are ten documents, each recording ten anomalous events.

Although anomalies occur every day now, a dozen or two decades ago, the frequency of anomalies was very low.

There have been so many dozens.

Everyone started to browse the files one by one.

At this time, one person holding a document called "Bride in Red" said:

"I remember there is a record of this."

Others also confirmed it.

"There is a record of this."

"Same."

Uh ...

a while.

Everyone determined that there were no problems with the nine documents.

Although these things have passed so long, they all have a certain impression.

Only one copy, ~ www.ltnovel.com ~, on the desktop, an event that no one can remember.

"This incident was not reported."

"It should have been too late to report, only to find a problem, but then there is no follow-up news."

A cannibalism.

I have had disasters before, and eating people is not uncommon.

"The handler of this incident is Zhang Jianhua. Do you have any impressions?"

只有 There is only one name on the file, and there are no corresponding photos.

Someone took out the computer and searched it in the database. There were a lot of people called Zhang Jianhua. There were a few in the Heterogeneity Bureau, but none of them met the goal.

Everyone was silent again.

Long for a long time.

The head of the group stretched his brow and said, "When the Heterogeneous Bureau was not established before, some strangers just left a name and personal information, they were not official, and their actions were not subject to official restrictions. It was equivalent to our publishing mission. Resolve the task. After so long this matter, if there is no re-recording later, this person will not exist in our database. "

何 "Not to mention ..." He paused and shook his head. "We don't remember him anymore."

No one remembers that this is the most important point.

Ming clearly exists, but leaves no trace.

A moment later, he looked solemnly: "Now, re-investigate this incident and find this person."

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