Weird Rules Rumor: At The Beginning, He Insisted That He Was Not Dead

Meanwhile, as Bai Lian continued calmly searching for the remaining research materials, a group of people in protective suits gathered in one of the laboratory rooms.

Each of them held weapons in their hands!

Clearly, these were the surviving researchers who had survived the virus leak!

The reason for their gathering was the news that someone had taken Mo Lu!

A middle-aged man with a more mature appearance, obviously the leader of the group, placed his hands on the table and glared at the young researcher with glasses: “She... was taken away?”

The young researcher, not daring to meet his gaze, nodded and said: “I checked myself. The infectors standing at the door were killed, and the one locked inside has disappeared.”

The disappearance of the original object was a huge issue.

Since the virus leak occurred, some of them had narrowly escaped, but the doors leading outside were forever sealed.

No one knew how to escape, and all their hopes were tied to the original object.

These people had studied it for many years and knew everything about it.

It possessed terrible power, incredibly powerful.

If anyone could find a way out, it was certainly not them, but the original object!

Therefore, to escape, they needed to control it.

The middle-aged researcher slightly frowned and quietly muttered: “She couldn't have left on her own, so someone must have helped her.”

He knew Mo Lu too well.

Without the help of others, she definitely wouldn't have left this room.

“Could it be those outsiders?” one of those present said.

Lately, there had been many people of unknown origin appearing in the laboratory.

They didn't belong to the laboratory, and no one knew where they had come from.

And, more importantly, there were quite a few of them.

“Regardless of whether they are outsiders or not, the original object must be under our control; we cannot allow it to escape!” the middle-aged man said. Р₳Ŋ𝙤ᛒÈS

He continued: “Check all available surveillance cameras and find them immediately!”

“Director, should we deal with her?” the same researcher who had spoken earlier asked.

The man, referred to as the director, shook his head.

“You know the abilities of the original object; with just these pistols and our small group, we couldn't stand against her,” he said.

“Previously, she was unstable, and thanks to the professor, we could control her, but since the virus leak, she is no longer under our control.”

“We need to first find her location, understand what she intends to do, and then decide what to do next.”

Everyone else nodded.

“Found her!”

...

In a dark corridor, Bai Lian and Mo Lu walked calmly, without rushing.

“I've already collected eight research materials; only one more to find and obtain the key from the professor, and then the task will be completed,” Bai Lian said, looking at the eight data cards in his hands, with the corners of his mouth slightly lifting.

At that moment, Mo Lu, quietly walking behind him, spoke.

“There's a trap ahead; with your skills, it will be difficult to pass through.”

Bai Lian slowed his pace slightly and, smiling, said: “Don't worry, everything will be fine.”

This last research material was located in a very hidden room.

Although there were no infected inside, the path to it was filled with deadly traps.

If someone, unaware of this, entered there, they would immediately detonate.

Bai Lian had died there many times before he learned the locations of all the traps and passed through without any problems.

Now, these traps no longer posed a threat to him.

Upon hearing this, Mo Lu said nothing more.

On the way, she realized that the person before her was someone who could predict events.

As Bai Lian said, he knew this place as if he had been there a thousand times.

Places that she, who had spent ten years here, didn't even know, he found them precisely.

And those data cards, no matter where they were stored, he found them effortlessly, as if he had placed them there himself.

Before long, two figures appeared ahead.

A man and a woman, the man with a large hairstyle and the woman with a ponytail, both in black, tight-fitting suits.

Hearing footsteps behind them, they quickly turned around, holding knives in front of themselves.

“Guys, you're players too?” the man with the hairstyle asked uncertainly.

Bai Lian nodded: “Yes.”

Upon hearing this, they exchanged glances and lowered their knives.

Although the world was harsh, and players were ruthless, there were differences among them.

Some players would attack others without hesitation as soon as they met them.

Others adhered to the principle of “don't touch unless touched,” and acted only in response to aggression.

There were also those who played using skills and manipulations.

These players skillfully used their minds, loved to play with others, manipulating them like puppets.

As for saints and “holy maidens”...

In such a game, if someone managed to escape the initial dungeon, it was considered true luck, which could only be attributed to the main hero.

Bai Lian had not yet encountered such “saints,” but he had met his fair share of moral manipulators.

“Guys, there are traps ahead,” after confirming their identities, the man with the hairstyle warned Bai Lian.

In fact, he didn't need to remind him, because not far ahead lay the body of a man who had already died.

There was another man, but his lower half had been blown up, and blood filled the ground.

“Thank you!” Bai Lian thanked the man with the hairstyle.

There's no need to ignore others' kindness.

【Wow, that guy on the ground died so horribly, it's really scary!】

【That's normal; you can still consider that a “good” death. You haven't seen those who encountered the infected? They were torn apart, leaving only bones.】

【I know this area. One player died here last time; the ground and walls are full of traps, and if you're not careful, you can explode.】

【Not only explode, but there are flamethrowers above your head, and at the end, there's an empty floor; if you fall, you won't be able to escape.】

【I wonder if the host can pass through?】

【Haven't you heard how he said it's not a problem?】

...

When Bai Lian thanked them, they continued moving down the corridor.

The two players watching them exchanged surprised glances.

They had just seen a player get blown up; this section was very dangerous.

They had both spent about half an hour exploring it and still hadn't found a way through.

They came here and decided to go straight away, not afraid of death?

Although they were surprised, they didn't try to dissuade them.

After all, it was their business; they had already done everything they could by warning them.

Under their watchful eyes, Bai Lian and Mo Lu approached the dangerous section.

“Will you go first or should I?” Bai Lian asked, addressing Mo Lu.

Mo Lu calmly replied: “I will go first.”