Weird Rules Rumor: At The Beginning, He Insisted That He Was Not Dead

Staff Dormitory.

It must be said that the company truly lives up to its status as a major corporation with thousands of employees.

The living quarters provided were quite decent.

Bai Lian glanced at the dormitory, which resembled a proper apartment, and immediately flopped onto the sofa.

He then pulled out the company-issued phone and logged into his account.

There were several unread messages—all from Xiao Qing.

“Dr. Bai, what do you think I should wear to the event?”

“It’s so hard to choose! It’s been ages since I attended something like this. I don’t even know what to pick.”

“Dr. Bai, are you going to the corporate party?”

It seemed the girl had grown much more optimistic after his advice.

Event? What to wear?

Bai Lian smirked and quickly typed: “Do you have anything black?”

“Huh? Dr. Bai, do you like black?”

“No, no. I just think dressing more provocatively for the event will help you make friends, which ties into your psychological issues. When you’ve been weighed down by certain thoughts for too long, you need to do something bold to break free.”

Bai Lian explained with a serious tone.

To Xiao Qing, he was a real psychologist—not someone who just wanted to see her in black stockings and pretty legs!

“Um… I don’t have anything like that in my closet. Dad never let me buy such things. But since it’s your advice, Dr. Bai, I’ll check my mom’s wardrobe. She might have something.”

A moment later:

Dr. Bai, how about this? [Image: Sinister black outfit with stunning legs]

Oh, such generosity!

Bai Lian sat up straight, admiring the photo on his phone.

“Excellent! You’ve taken a major step. I’m sure you’ll soon embrace a whole new version of yourself!”

“Dr. Bai, I also have a sailor outfit. Want to see?”

Heh! A joke?

Did she think this would test his professionalism?

What employee would fail such a trial?!

Bai Lian: “Send more. I’ll provide detailed feedback.”

Time to drop the act.

No more pretending.

The more “trials,” the better!

And so, Bai Lian spent two hours earnestly discussing black stockings with the long-haired girl.

Only when the event drew near did he reluctantly tear his eyes away from the gallery of beauty.

“How time flies!”

He tucked away his phone, adjusted his collar, and headed out.

Outside, players who’d stayed late at work began trickling away.

Some went straight to the bar across from the company, while most returned to the staff dormitories.

Those heading to the bar had likely learned about the event through their own channels.

Bai Lian wasn’t surprised.

Players who’d survived the Class Change Dungeon weren’t fools. If he could learn about the party through Lin Shuqing, others had their methods too.

Halfway there, he ran into Du Qing—the chubby guy who’d first approached him at the start.

“Friend, heading to the party too?” Du Qing asked with a smile.

“Yep.” Bai Lian nodded.

Truthfully, he’d rather avoid people like Du Qing. They were dangerous.

They’d cozy up to anyone, seeking every opportunity to exploit others. Fall for their friendly act, and you’d find yourself cornered when it mattered.

“Me too,” Du Qing whispered, glancing around. “Listen, this party isn’t simple. Rumor is, the CFO organized it, and plenty of higher-ups will be there!”

“Buddy, I’ve got a feeling this event is crucial. It’ll definitely help us with future tasks. If we can gather key intel here, the next mission will be way easier!”

Bai Lian listened but didn’t respond.

Noticing this, Du Qing blinked a few times before grinning.

“Since we’re acquainted, how about this: we split up, and if either of us finds useful info, we share it. Sound good?”

No.

Bai Lian scoffed internally.

If he hadn’t overheard Du Qing giving the exact same speech to another player earlier, he might’ve believed it.

Thanks to his initial genetic enhancements, his physical abilities—including hearing—were extraordinary. He could catch whispers from dozens of meters away.

Du Qing’s intentions? Bai Lian neither knew nor cared.

“Sure,” he nodded.

Whether they’d actually share intel didn’t matter. Bai Lian just wanted to see what this guy was plotting.

As long as Du Qing didn’t target him, it was fine. After all, the more tasks Du Qing completed, the more rewards Bai Lian would reap. No downside.

Pleased, Du Qing grinned. “Hah! Then it’s settled!” He scurried off to pitch the same deal to others.

Minutes later, Bai Lian entered the bar.

It was already packed. Some faces from HR mingled with employees from other departments, all holding drinks and chatting.

Bai Lian, disliking the noise, grabbed a glass and claimed a corner seat.

A few figures stood out in the crowd:

Li Shuiying in an evening gown, her beauty drawing admirers.

Beside her stood the icy blonde Group Leader Jian Ran, her expression familiar only to those from the first HR group.

But neither was the centerpiece.

At the room’s heart stood a girl in an elegant dress, her slender legs sheathed in black stockings. Every eye in the bar lingered on her.

She was breathtaking—long black hair cascading like a fallen angel.

“Who is that? Have I never seen her in the company?”

“Right? Someone that stunning… Is she even an employee?”

“She must be! Why else would she be here? But how’ve I never spotted her before?”

“Ahem, miss, may I introduce myself? I’m the HR director…”

Many tried to approach, but players were the boldest.

Yet the girl seemed oblivious, her gaze sweeping the crowd as if searching.

Finally, her eyes landed on the figure in the corner.

The emotionless mask melted into a smile.

“Dr. Bai!”