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

1486: The Matter of Positioning

When the operation began, she had to try her best to ensure that Qian Dao didn't realize that the defensive staff in his first office had been neutralized.

Lin Sanjiu's breathing was so faint, it was as if it didn't exist.

She had been lying in the ventilation duct for several minutes. For safety, Whit E. had only led her close to the Qian Dao company headquarters. She then had to find her way through the ventilation system for quite a while before eventually locating the right duct. She then crawled above Qian Dao's office—like all rooms, there was a ventilation fan in his office.

From her vantage point, she could see Qian Dao's black hair, sometimes standing up, then sitting down, occasionally pacing around the room. He would sometimes open the door to the corridor, clearly anxious and restless.

Everyone was waiting for the moment Qian Dao would receive his first payment, and it was getting closer.

When Qian Dao opened the door for the fourth time and glanced at the information, Lin Sanjiu heard him let out a sigh of relief. He then whispered, "Hire a defensive staff."

Whit E. was right!

A few minutes after his words, a stationary defensive staff appeared in the room. Lin Sanjiu's heart raced, making her worry that her heartbeat might be heard below. After pacing around twice and hesitating, Qian Dao slowly opened the door.

He seemed to have realized the personnel limit in the office and was planning to rent a second office.

Lin Sanjiu glanced at the note in her hand, which belonged to Lily's Special Item, [Migratory Letters]. It was kind of like a paper crane but split into two. Each person held one half; when one wrote a message, it would appear on the other half in real-time. It wasn't as fast as voice communication but was discreet.

"He hasn't rented a second office yet," Lily had written a few minutes before. "I've met with Whit E. We're now dispersed, hiding near Qian Dao's office. I'm about one or two corridors away from his office. As soon as we see him, we'll inform you immediately."

Since there were only two halves of [Migratory Letters], Whit E. didn't get one. He had to hide further away and would communicate any findings to Lily via a regular voice communicator, who would then relay the message to Lin Sanjiu.

Lin Sanjiu put down the note and took a quiet, deep breath. As Qian Dao turned the door handle and entered the corridor, and just as the door closed with a soft "thud," she whispered, "Attack."

She had considered numerous possibilities during the wait, each worse than the last; for instance, attacks not executed right outside the door might not count, or the game might not allow her to crawl into the ventilation fan in Qian Dao's office. But at this moment, as soon as she spoke, the defensive staff that had just appeared immediately vanished without a hint of resistance.

"Five minutes," Mrs. Manas announced immediately. "Countdown starts now."

She had completed the first step, and Lin Sanjiu closed her eyes.

Within these five minutes, she could only stay in the ventilation duct, waiting for the next opportunity to attack. She unfolded the note, canceled the card conversion of a pen, and wrote, "Qian Dao just left, and I've neutralized his first defensive staff."

Lily's handwriting quickly surfaced beneath the line. "Received. I've informed Whit E. As soon as he appears, we'll keep an eye on him."

Given Qian Dao's intellect, he must have guessed that there could be Lin Sanjiu's allies nearby. Even if he didn't expect Whit E.'s involvement, he knew who Lily was willing to help. He must be extremely cautious now, so it might take Lily and Whit E. some time to spot him.