Miler, who has a system for giving up

After entering the door, I found there was only a table inside, and sitting at the table was the woman who had led the group earlier.

I walked up to her, and she simply asked for my name and date of birth, to which I made up a random answer.

Surprisingly, she didn't ask to see my ID or other documents, but instead told me to walk directly to the door next to her.

Before entering, I used my divine sense to inform the others who were still waiting outside about the situation inside, and then nodded and opened the door as she requested.

A faint light shone through the door, and I followed the light forward until I heard people talking.

The first voice that came through was that of a middle-aged man: "Weren't we here to work? Why is there nothing here?"

Then came a young girl's voice: "Yeah, look, there's only one light here, my phone has no signal at all, and it feels so cold."

I continued forward and gradually came into view the figures, about half of the group that had entered. Where had the other half gone? With this question in mind, I approached them.

"Hey girl, were you the last one to come in? Or were there others after you?"

A burly man watched my figure emerge from the darkness and walk towards them, and asked curiously.

I smiled and replied, "I'm not the last one; there are still some people behind me."

Then, I looked around and noticed that there seemed to be far fewer people than before, so I asked in confusion, "Brother, I want to ask, there were quite a few people coming in before, but I roughly counted and it seems like there are only half as many left?"

At this moment, a woman in her thirties, who had been observing more closely, rested her chin on her hand and said after thinking for a moment, "When I came in, I saw another door next to that HR person, but the door was a very dark color. If I hadn't tripped when I entered, I wouldn't have seen it. It must have separated the people into two groups."

Hearing this, I wondered why I wasn't assigned to another group. Could it be related to the date of my birthday?

I humbly continued to ask them, "What kind of work have you been assigned? This is my first time working, and I don't know anything about it. Please give me some guidance." I hoped to get more information from them about how they had arrived here first.

"Not yet, we just got here too," one of them replied.

I nodded and decided to look around first.

Just then, the lights suddenly flickered, followed by a low humming sound.

Everyone looked at each other, at a loss for what to do.

"What's going on?" someone asked nervously.

My heart sank, and a bad feeling washed over me. I remembered the information the management bureau had given me, which said that everyone who could come here to work would receive a black envelope containing only the address and the promise of making a lot of money.

Is all of this really just a simple job? Why are so many people missing? These questions confuse and disturb me.

Just as everyone was filled with fear and unease, a cold voice echoed throughout the space: "Welcome to the 'Gate of Truth'. You will face the final test... If you successfully complete the mission, you will receive one million."

This statement was like a bombshell, causing a huge uproar among the crowd.

It seems I'm the last person to come in here. The others have been grouped together, which is good; at least they can look out for each other.

After I finished thinking, I saw that group of people were going a bit crazy, and I secretly felt that they were terrifying.

People began to whisper and talk.

Some people's eyes gleamed with greed, as if they could already see the million dollars right in front of them; others seemed a little nervous, unsure of what challenges they would face next; still others showed a look of suspicion, filled with curiosity and vigilance towards this so-called "door to the truth".

"Wow, then I'll have to work hard to complete the mission, and the million will be mine!" someone exclaimed excitedly.

This statement immediately resonated with others, who all expressed their determination to do their utmost to win this huge prize.

However, some have raised concerns: "Could this be a scam? Are we in danger?"

But this voice was quickly drowned out by the cheers of the crowd.

Amidst the noise, I silently observed the people around me, pondering what secrets were hidden behind this mysterious "Gate of Truth".

I know that, no matter what, I must remain calm and not be misled by the task he mentioned, or I may pay a heavy price.

At the same time, I secretly resolved to unravel this mystery and find the whereabouts of those who had disappeared.

I focused my mind, quickly mobilized my spiritual senses, and began to search for a way out in this space.

Before long, my divine sense detected the door we had just entered, but it seemed to be sealed with some kind of powerful seal.

I dared not rashly intrude with my divine sense, fearing that the person behind the scenes might notice, so I had to carefully withdraw it.

Left with no other choice, I decided to temporarily follow the instructions of that mysterious voice and see what tricks it was up to.

The group was still excitedly discussing, as if they could already see wealth beckoning to them. The noise filled the entire space.

Just then, the mysterious voice came again: "One of you is possessed by an evil spirit. If you cannot find this person, the mission will fail." After saying that, it disappeared without a trace again.

Everyone was immediately gripped by panic and confusion.

What is an evil spirit?

"Do ghosts really exist in this world?"

"Then is it possible for someone to cultivate?" Various questions arose one after another.

Just then, a man suddenly stepped out from the crowd. He was tall and upright, with a firm and confident look in his eyes.

He straightened his chest, raised his voice, and said loudly, "Don't worry, everyone! I'm a master exorcist! But in today's society, most people don't believe in the existence of ghosts, which is why my career has fallen into trouble and I've ended up unemployed."

I turned my gaze to the man and observed him carefully, but I did not detect any signs of cultivation.

Therefore, I decided to use my divine sense to detect the aura around him.

After sensing it for a while, I found that there was indeed a faint trace of cultivation aura on him, but this aura was so faint that it could be almost ignored.

It could even be said that he hasn't even stepped into the threshold of cultivation yet; he's only just stretched out one foot into this field.

Some people blindly followed the man and trusted him completely, while others expressed doubt and disapproval.

However, I chose to remain silent, quietly observe how things unfolded, and wait for more information to emerge.

Of course, there were also a small number of people like me who did not make a choice.

Out of caution, I carefully examined their condition using my divine sense.

There are only 8 people in total, including myself.

Among the seven people, there were two cultivators. One of them had just entered the cultivation path, but his strength was slightly stronger than that of the man. The other was in the early stage of Foundation Establishment.

As for the other five people, judging from their clothing and appearance, they seem to have different professional backgrounds.

One of the women had her pockets full of pens and was constantly pushing her ever-sliding glasses frame with her fingers.

From this, we can infer that she is likely a teacher or someone who works with words.

The man was also holding a book, which made me guess that he might be a scholar or someone with a strong interest in knowledge.

I came to this conclusion by observing the temperament and behavior of those who seemed to be engaged in artistic work.

One of them had a unique style of dress and spoke with an artistic flair, making one think that he might be an artist or a cultural professional.

The other person, on the other hand, displayed a relaxed and carefree attitude, as if they were full of love and creativity for life.

As for the person who is believed to be a hip-hop artist, his clothing and manner of speaking clearly reflect hip-hop culture.

He wore loose clothing and a hat, and his speech exuded a unique sense of rhythm and cadence.

This unique style makes him easily recognizable.

In the end, we split into three teams. One team was led by the man who claimed to be able to catch ghosts, another team was formed by those who did not believe in the story, and the rest of us, who neither chose the first nor the second team, formed our own team.

The first team had a large number of 26 people, while the disapproving team, although it also had some members, had far fewer than the first team, with only 17 people.

"You can call me Big Li. Our next step is to check each member of our team one by one, and then observe the situation of the other two teams."

After saying that, Da Li Zi led his team to begin a massive search operation. People lined up in a long queue and were examined one by one by his magic.

The one on our side who was in the Foundation Establishment stage didn't want to speak, but the guy who had just entered the stage couldn't help but speak first.

"Here's what we'll do. We're together, and we're both cultivators, so we definitely won't be possessed by ghosts or monsters. So we just need to keep an eye on you two."

"Xiao Ke, I've already checked. There's nothing wrong with our side. It's the crowded area over there that has a strange aura. I've never seen a ghost before, so I'm not sure if there really is one. It's better if we stay away from them."

"Brother Fei, you're at the Foundation Establishment stage, what are you afraid of? Let's just charge in and take it down, then that million will be ours!"

"Xiao Ke, we shouldn't have let you come in the first place. You should have stayed home and focused on your cultivation. Your family isn't short of money, so why did you have to come here and join in the fun?"

"Brother Fei, I've heard a rumor that the Vanguard Officer is also here. I just want to see what the Vanguard Officer is like."

"Alright, now that you're here, stay close to me and don't wander off. If anything happens, I won't be able to explain it to your family."

After hearing this, the boy called Xiao Ke became as obedient as a little rabbit, quietly closing his mouth and no longer making a sound.

His once bright eyes were now dull and lifeless, as if they had lost all their vitality.

The others standing to the side all looked uncomfortable, and some even couldn't help but mutter curses under their breath.

Because after hearing this, they were certain that ghosts really existed, so Xian Xiaoke and Fei Ge didn't tell them the truth beforehand.

Several people couldn't stand the pressure and eventually left our team to join the first ghost-catching team.

Their departure made the group seem even more deserted and desolate, leaving only me, Xiao Ke, Fei Ge, and two other people who looked like an accountant and a hip-hop artist.

The ghost hunters noticed that our numbers had decreased again, so someone came over and tried to persuade us to come along too.

However, no matter how earnestly they tried to persuade us, we remained steadfast and unmoved.

Seeing our stubbornness, those people had no choice but to return to their own lines, grumbling and cursing, and continue waiting.

The group that disagreed racked their brains for a solution. Since several of them had come in groups, they decided to reveal a secret that only they knew to determine if they were possessed.

After some questioning, the group that did not agree with the investigation also successfully completed the screening.

At this moment, both teams were keeping a close eye on the remaining 29 people.

Just then, Fei suddenly shouted, "Watch out! He's possessed!"

Just then, a man walked past the man who claimed to be able to catch ghosts, and his gait seemed a bit strange.

The man suddenly launched an attack, but the man who claimed to be able to catch ghosts did not back down and bravely wrestled with him.

Fortunately, thanks to Fei Ge's timely warning, he was not attacked. However, the possessed person realized he could not defeat his opponent, so he turned and lunged at the crowd.

I saw that the two cultivators had already made their move and were firmly in control of the situation, so I chose not to interfere.

The possessed person was quickly subdued, but just then, the mysterious voice rang out again:

"Congratulations, these three have successfully obtained one million. You can collect the reward together upon completing the final task. Next, you need to kill the possessed person; the reward is two million."

Upon hearing this, there was an uproar at the scene.

Some people think this is immoral, some think it's illegal, and others say he's already possessed and is practically dead, so there's no need to be afraid even if he's shot dead.

Various discussions arose, and the scene became chaotic.

While everyone was still hesitating, a gunshot broke the silence.

A man holding a pistol pulled the trigger at the possessed person.

The possessed person collapsed to the ground, their blood staining the ground red.

The scene fell silent instantly, and everyone stared in disbelief at what had just happened.

Because no one expected that this person would have a gun, and even have bullets.

"I did it! Two million is mine!" the man shouted excitedly.

However, his smile quickly froze.

Because that mysterious voice rang out again: "I'm sorry, you have violated the rules. Mission failed."

The man was stunned; he couldn't believe what he was hearing.

"The rule is that it must be the three of them who kill it. Now, you have no chance. Game over. One hundred evil spirits are about to be released. Enjoy your last moments, hahahaha," the mysterious voice said coldly.

This sudden turn of events stunned everyone, and those who had held onto a sliver of hope were instantly plunged into despair.

"No! Impossible! How could we fail?" someone couldn't help but shout.

"Damn it! What kind of lousy game is this?!" Another person angrily pounded the ground.