Game Invasion: A new term for each level

Pei Feng quickly hailed a taxi and brought a somewhat bewildered Yang Hui to a tall building.

Looking up, you see towering buildings all around, and you are on this luxurious street in the very heart of the northern city.

The gleaming skyscraper in front of us looks about seventy or eighty stories high.

The entrance was lined with neat stone slabs, and the words "Abnormal Phenomena Management and Investigation Bureau" were written in large relief marble.

Yang Hui said, "This is a little different from what I expected."

Pei Feng laughed and said, "You think it would be in a run-down neighborhood, in an inconspicuous phone booth, where I would go up and enter a series of useless passwords before I could get to some kind of underground white bunker, right?"

"Shouldn't it be like this?"

"Watch fewer movies."

Pei Feng led Yang Hui through the revolving door. The lobby was bright and spacious, with people occasionally passing by in neat suits. It looked no different from an ordinary corporate building.

While Yang Hui was still in a daze, Pei Feng went to the front desk and took a card that was glittering with gold dust.

"Let's go."

They arrived at the elevator lobby, where two silver doors stood to the left and right. Some white-collar workers in work clothes, holding coffee, boarded the two elevators.

Even if it's crowded, people will wait for the next one and won't use the golden elevator in the middle.

Pei Feng stepped forward and swiped his card.

Ding!

A crisp announcement was made.

As the golden elevator opened, people around instinctively looked over. They didn't focus on Pei Feng, but rather on Yang Hui.

It's possible that Yang Hui's cheap sportswear was out of place in the environment, which was more like a high-end workplace. But wasn't Pei Feng also dressed casually?

Afterwards, most people looked away, and Yang Hui and Pei Feng entered the elevator while there were people queuing up next to them.

Upon entering the elevator, Pei Feng skillfully swiped his card and pressed the button for the 68th floor.

Yang asked, "What were they looking at just now?"

"Only official personnel are authorized to use this elevator. In the management bureau, the majority of staff are still support staff."

"So I'm being treated like a rare animal?"

"I guess so. They're curious about you; they've never seen you before."

Ding!

The 68th floor was reached in no time. Yang Hui stepped out of the elevator, turned a corner, and saw that there were more and more people, all carrying documents and walking hurriedly.

Everything seemed orderly, lively yet disciplined. They were all dressed in uniform, well-fitting suits or white shirts, with only a few casually dressed people like Pei Feng and Yang Hui occasionally walking by.

The most eye-catching feature is a display screen suspended in the air, showing the ranking of each person's points for the month.

Pei Feng explained, "That's some kind of ranking list that the higher-ups created specifically for healthy competition. It's settled every quarter, and those who rank high get rewards."

Yang Hui: "Will my name be on it too?"

"Once you reach level 10 and become a probationary member, it will be displayed in another section."

Pei Feng pointed to a corner where there was another display screen.

Yang Hui understood, so he started looking up Pei Feng's name.

Yes, first.

the last one.

From top to bottom, Yang Hui even saw that Ji Wei's name was ranked in the middle to upper range, and the first place was a name called Du Qiong.

"How can you be so bad? You're ranked last?"

Pei Feng said with a droopy look in his eyes, "Didn't I say last night that I wasn't allowed to participate in game instances? I've been busy with the stadium incident all month and it's still not resolved, so naturally I haven't had any performance results."

"Won't people look down on you?"

"Of course there are."

Before the words were finished, a childish voice rang out.

"It's one thing for Pei Feng to be at the bottom of the class and not work hard, but you actually dared to bring in unrelated people! You're finished!"

Yang Hui understood. This must be workplace bullying, where those ranked higher look down on those ranked lower.

Next, Pei Feng should berate the other party, then they should start fighting, and finally the other party should be crying their eyes out.

Pei Feng silently turned around and walked over, slapping the other person on the back of the head.

Yang Hui was startled. Was it really that direct?

"Yan Yiming, then you'd better come with me on patrol later! What's the point of just talking nonsense here!"

Yan Yiming was dressed in trendy children's clothes, chewing bubble gum, and wearing a baseball cap. Pei Feng almost slapped the cap off.

He crossed his arms and adjusted his hat, saying, "No way! Why would you take me?! I'm not going!"

Yang Hui found the name somewhat familiar, looked up, and saw that it was second to last.

Pei Feng grabbed his ear and brought him in front of Yang Hui: "This is Yan Yiming, my only colleague in the third squad, a junior high school student."

After all that, it turned out to be a colleague from the same team.

Yang Hui extended his hand and greeted him politely and earnestly.

"My name is Yang Hui."

Yan Yiming, who was still sulking, laughed when he saw the outstretched hand, and shook it up and down.

"Hello! My name is Yan Yiming. The first time they saw me, they all treated me like a child! They either squatted down to talk to me or tried to pat my head."

"I've seen people who are very tall, but whose speech and actions are a mess. Being able to achieve great things has nothing to do with height."

Yang Hui treats everyone equally and does not look down on him just because he is a child.

Yan Yiming's eyes lit up, as if he had found a kindred spirit.

"You're good! I'll protect you from now on!"

Pei Feng said, "Alright! Yan Yiming, do you know which interrogation room Ji Wei arrested yesterday and is in?"

Yan Yiming rolled his eyes: "How should I know? You're looking for her again? It can't be that...?"

"If you're alright, I'll take you on patrol later to give it a try."

Upon hearing this, Yan Yiming immediately slipped away.

"Wait for me a moment."

After speaking, Pei Feng walked up to an employee and checked yesterday's file.

Yang Hui was left standing there. Seeing that no one paid any attention to him, he went to the lounge next door and got himself a glass of water.

Snapped!

Someone slapped me hard on the shoulder from behind.

Yang Hui turned around and was startled!

Its enormous head was covered in scales with short, sharp horny spikes along the edges. It spat out a thin, long tongue from its mouth, and its vertical pupils stared intently.

It was over two meters tall, wearing exquisite leather armor, with large, hook-like claws, and a long, thin tail.

It looks just like a giant, upright-walking lizard!

You can see his tiny white teeth when he opens his mouth.

"Hey bro! I've never seen you before. Are you a trainee or a full-fledged member?"

In the Administration Bureau, reserve personnel refer to those whose level is between level 10 and level 20. They are in a competitive relationship, and if they are not noticed by the captains of the major teams, they may only be able to stay in the reserve team for life.

The lizardmen were clearly there to gather information. If they were official personnel, then it would be better to cultivate a good relationship with them, since strength is everything.

However, he felt in his heart that it was most likely a new reserve personnel, and he needed to pay close attention to the competitors.

"No, I just came to take a look around."

"Just... take a look?"

The lizardman's mind raced. You know, not everyone can get into the 68th floor, and he wasn't even a prospective or official staff member. Logistics personnel usually have to wear work clothes. How could he say he was just looking around?

Furthermore, Yang Hui acted as if it were his first time there, without any sense of danger, just like an ordinary person.

Suddenly, his vertical pupils widened sharply, and a conjecture came to mind: if this was the case, then everything made sense.

"Come, come, please have a seat! May I ask your name?"

Yang Hui scratched his head in exasperation and was helped to sit down.

My surname is Yang.

"May I be so bold as to call you Brother Yang? My name is Zhabu. Would you like some fruit? And some coffee too?"

Zabu flicked his tail and served tea, water, and fruit. He squatted down next to Yang Hui's sofa, his huge body shrinking into a small ball. His tail flapped noisily, and he squeezed his legs together to try not to make a sound.