Doomsday Wonderland Vol. 12: New Game Launch [Complete]

1484: The First Glimmer of Victory

Just ten minutes before losing the game completely, Whit E. hadn't felt certain he would lose.

Every move he made felt like walking on a tightrope.

The room he had to maneuver had shrunk to an almost unbelievable size, but somehow, he had managed to hold on until now. Honestly, even he found it hard to believe. After losing his office, his last ten monetary assets had long since lost their significance. The only lifeline currently preserving his right to play was Qian Dao, who thought he was unnoticed not far behind him.

If Qian Dao went back to his office, Whit E. would be done for. Ten units of currency wouldn't even rent an office, leading to an immediate judgment of unsustainability. Whit E. exhaled lightly, and as he glanced at the search employee up ahead, he stopped in his tracks when he noticed the latter peeking into an empty office.

For now, he'd successfully kept Qian Dao's attention, and the latter wouldn't give up on him to return to his own tasks. But preventing Qian Dao from going back wasn't enough. There would surely be defensive employees in his office. If Whit E. couldn't take over Lin Sanjiu's office, he had to conquer Qian Dao's before he returned. But how could he handle that defensive employee?

As he pondered, Whit E. pretended to be slightly concerned, retracing a few steps.

His reflection shimmered on the glass wall of an office. His dark suit still looked sharp, betraying nothing of its weakening occupant.

This act was initially meant to mislead Qian Dao, making him think he remained unnoticed. But as his reflection flashed by, a sudden idea struck Whit E.

Theoretically, it should work, but the execution was tricky. If he wasn't careful and Qian Dao noticed the ruse, his entire plan would be ruined.

Whit E. stood at the entrance of the corridor, scanning around.

Qian Dao was just around the corner on the left, hidden behind a tall potted plant. It wasn't much of a hiding spot. His ability to blend made it hard to perceive him. Without forewarning, one's gaze would subconsciously skip over him.

After looking around and seemingly satisfied, Whit E. let out a relieved sigh.

Standing at the corridor entrance with the peeping search employee behind him and Qian Dao further down the corridor to his left, Whit E. didn't turn back. Instead, he pressed both hands on his face and, glancing at the employee, whispered, "Assimilate."

Positioned in Qian Dao's line of sight, he slowly morphed into the appearance of a search employee. Only then did he turn and walk back into the corridor.

He had noticed early on that Lin Sanjiu had at least two search employees.

Next, he had to let Qian Dao realize this, too.

With the distance between the two, guiding the first search employee—let's call him Employee A—was easy. Before Qian Dao could catch up, Whit E. would rush forward a few steps, grab Employee A, and push him in the desired direction.

He still remembered where he had seen Employee B, not far from Lin Sanjiu's old office. Guiding Employee A and leading Qian Dao, he returned to that spot. After some searching nearby, he indeed found Employee B.

Whit E. firmly held onto the two search employees. When Qian Dao caught up, he purposely made it clear to him that there were two employees present. Then, after glancing left and right as if he was hesitating, he released employee A.

In Qian Dao's line of sight from the back, employee A started walking leisurely in another direction.

Whit E. took one last glance at him and was about to follow employee B. Pretending to have remembered something only at that moment, he slapped his forehead, mumbling, "Oh, I need to double-check."