Eldritch Horror Theatre

[Identity verification complete, today's work begins]

[Warning, containment breach]

In the dim Warehouse, Fu Qian listened to the familiar prompt in his ear and calmly smoothed his clothes.

After getting the clues from Yuan Shan, he hadn't rushed off to investigate. Instead, he returned to his own place to enjoy a pleasant few days of vacation.

In his view, there was simply no need to rush this.

First of all, based on the existing information, the danger level of the forbidden zone known as the Ash Sea was undeniably high.

Although he had already advanced to the Demigod Realm, there was no such thing as a respawn in this world.

At the same time, though they had locked onto a specific search area with the help of the Night Watchers, placing that area within a vast ocean meant its size remained absurdly large.

Therefore, how exactly to conduct the search still required long-term planning.

To be fair, while the girl's vocal technique wasn't exactly professional, her natural voice was quite good.

Thus, even though it didn't have any obvious effect on the discomfort of his colorless state, listening to her had still put him in a good mood.

Besides, having a Mid-Tier Transcendent sing little tunes for him was quite a high-level privilege.

[Name: Servant's Needle, Code: 1-433]

[Today's work content updated: Enter the Containment Scenario of 1-433, complete Containment once again]

[Current SAN Value 196, Current inspiration 81]

Going this hard right out of the gate? It was actually an Item starting with a 1.

Listening to the mission information ringing in his ears, Fu Qian frowned deeply.

It wasn't giving him the slightest chance to ease out of his post-vacation slump!

[Entering 1-433 Containment Scenario...]

[...1%... 5%... 15%... 45%... 75%... 95%... 100%, Containment Scenario loaded]

[This is Fenghou City. Just like its name, this place is small and exquisite, tucked away in a quiet corner.

As a member of a family that has lived here for generations, you are very familiar with everything around you, and you thoroughly enjoy this leisurely pace.

Not long ago, to allow yourself to walk to work and enjoy the scenery along the way unhindered, you carefully selected an apartment right next to The Company you work for. However, you're not sure when it started, but you have begun to faintly sense some kind of shift happening in your surroundings, leaving you feeling a bit uneasy.

To combat this feeling, you tried hard to force yourself to ignore the increasing number of urban legends in the news and focus your attention on your work.

However, this negative emotion continued to linger around you, to the point that your healthy sleep habits of thirty-three years have been affected.

Then, one day, after drinking an extra glass of wine to help you sleep, you woke up to find that you were going to be late.]

This isn't looking good!

As the mission introduction came to an end, Fu Qian's first reaction was to draw a sharp breath.

The next moment, his five senses returned, and he immediately looked down at himself.

Sure enough, his abilities were restricted.

Fu Qian was now very certain that he was just an ordinary person—at best, one who maintained a fairly decent physique.

He could even feel the fatigue inside his head caused by his lack of sleep.

A Level 1 Item plus ability restrictions... when was the last time he ran into this kind of trouble?

Regardless, the problem seemed a bit serious; he would need to act carefully.

Additionally, judging by his appearance—a dark tie, a well-fitted jacket, meticulously polished leather shoes, and a black briefcase held in his right hand—

No matter how you looked at it, he was the very picture of a proper office worker.

[Current mission updated: Arrive at your work station before 9:30 AM]

The mission prompt appeared right on cue.

As expected, no matter what dimension it was, nine-thirty was always a painful time, huh?

Fu Qian mused to himself and checked the watch on his wrist.

One look was enough to alarm him: the hands on the dial were squarely pointing at nine twenty-five.

The sky was so dark, yet it was actually this late?

Fu Qian frowned and glanced up at the sky.

It was impossible to tell if it was dark clouds or a thick haze, but it blanketed the space solidly overhead, plunging the surroundings into such gloom that it was hard to distinguish day from night.

He felt like oversleeping under these circumstances was entirely justifiable!

Fu Qian muttered to himself, not feeling panicked at all.

According to the mission description, the place he lived was right next to The Company, well within walking distance, so—

The next moment, with extreme efficiency, he quickly patted himself down and, unsurprisingly, found a Work Badge.

Although there was no address on the Work Badge, it still listed the name of his Work Unit and his job title.

Holding the badge, Fu Qian looked around and soon spotted an identical logo on a building not far away.

Well, this was convenient; he didn't even need to ask for directions.

Gauging the distance, Fu Qian quickly set off toward it.

He successfully passed through the security gates using his Work Badge. When he reached the elevators, Fu Qian checked his watch and confirmed he still had two minutes left.

Quickly pressing the elevator button, he swept his gaze over the nearby directory, confirming that his department was located on the seventh floor of this building.

Very soon, an elevator came up from the basement and slowly opened in front of him.

When he looked inside, however, the sight made his brow furrow.

Completely at odds with the building's exterior, the inside of the elevator was not only exceptionally old, but he could even see large patches of dark red Rust Marks, looking just like splattered blood.

Standing inside right now was a woman who was also dressed as an office worker.

She wore a professional skirt suit and a face mask, making her appearance difficult to discern, though her figure was quite curvy.

Looking at the lit button, he saw her destination was the same as his.

Yet none of this was the main point. The main point was that she was holding her head in her hands.

That's right, a head with long, flowing hair was currently being hugged tightly against her chest, leaving her neck completely empty.

"Morning."

The instant she saw Fu Qian, the head in her hands moved slightly, issuing an eerily ambiguous greeting.

So the so-called urban legend is right in front of me?

"Morning."

Fu Qian nodded in reply and entered the elevator as if nothing were out of the ordinary.

Even if today is the end of the world, don't even think about stopping me from going to work!

"Excuse me, but you're stepping on my hair."

The next moment, his female colleague turned around and voiced her dissatisfaction.

No kidding, the entire elevator is covered in your hair. Unless I cling to the walls, stepping on it is a given!

Fu Qian grumbled inwardly.

He wasn't exaggerating; this woman's hair was indeed absurdly long. It felt like it might be even longer than she was tall.

Coupled with the fact that she was holding her head in her hands, the hair naturally spread out everywhere. In such a small space, it was very difficult to avoid stepping on it entirely.

Even so, Fu Qian still gave a very easygoing response.

"My apologies, but this hairstyle suits you very well."

"...Thank you."

The woman remained silent for a few seconds before speaking, and an undeniable joy could actually be heard in her voice.

The next moment, the chime of the arriving elevator rang out. Right before the doors opened, she lifted the head in her hands and slowly secured it onto her neck.

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