Enforcer Manual
Chapter 422: Sowing_1

Chapter 422: Chapter 422: Sowing_1

Some terrifying rumors were spreading through the company like wildfire.

Observers claimed to have heard eerie laughter when visiting the restroom at night, while others reported glimpsing a fleeting figure in white outside the windows on the twentieth floor. These stories left everyone in the observation room feeling uneasy. The company’s middle and senior staff eventually took to visiting the bathroom in groups, a measure that resembled forming a party for a dungeon raid.

As a result, the supervisor scolded everyone the following workday and even called those who claimed they had seen ghosts aside for a talk that lasted all morning.

Persisted by the insistence of a few, the supervisor took a seat in front of the electronic screen.

"What’s wrong with this room? Is there anything abnormal?"

The supervisor asked, pointing at the screen.

The room was still the third floor of the inn, but the bloodstains and eyes brimming with spiritual contamination that the observers had described were nowhere to be seen. The inn, at best, looked a bit old.

Adhering to a principle of seriousness and responsibility, he used the supervisor’s privileges to contact the other party through the software installed in Emily’s operating system by the company, hoping she would find a quiet place for a brief report.

Although Emily was somewhat reluctant, she eventually left the inn alone and entered a nearby residence.

The communication was connected quickly.

The supervisor inquired in detail about Emily’s physical and mental condition. She candidly admitted that she had been desperate during the monster’s attack yesterday, but after encountering enthusiastic people like Big Radish Head, her mental state had improved significantly, and she even had a very peaceful night’s sleep until the next morning.

When the supervisor mentioned the various terrifying phenomena in the inn, Emily looked confused. She said the inn was safe, that no strange noises had disturbed her rest last night, and that she hadn’t seen any eerie figures. Big Radish Head and his companions had said the inn was completely safe and that they could always trust the adventurers from the Void Investigation Bureau.

The supervisor nodded and glanced at the three trembling people behind him.

It was at this moment that the three suddenly stretched out their hands in horror, pointing at the electronic screen.

Interference occurred once again.

As the supervisor turned around, he was met with the sight of a distorted and terrifying scene on the screen—he clearly saw Emily’s mouth suddenly open wide, filled with reverse barbed sharp teeth. Her face began to twist as the screen started to flicker incessantly.

The sound of the electric current, "crackling" non-stop, made them want to shut off the screen immediately.

"... Are you guys okay?"

The horrific scene lasted for over a dozen seconds. Emily, noticing the sudden silence on the other end, asked with confusion. She always felt that the company supervisor was beating around the bush today, deliberately steering the conversation towards the bizarre incidents that had occurred at the inn.

The blood handprints on the wall, the blood-written warnings to run, or the white-dressed woman in the room.

Weren’t all these scenes typically found only in horror films?

"We’re fine."

It was quite a while before she heard the supervisor’s response.

The conversation that followed didn’t contain anything of value. As per usual, the supervisor remotely offered her a bowl of chicken soup for the soul, encouraging her to diligently complete the task the company had assigned to them in the small town. According to the contract, if they could survive in the town for 180 days, they would be personally welcomed back to the company and receive a hero’s welcome.

The communication was cut, and an eerie silence lingered for a long time.

"This town has a problem."

Finally, one of the three observers standing behind him summoned the courage to speak, "The light source in the room was cut off at 23:12 last night. Before the light was cut off, there were also electrical interferences on the screen, and after the interference, the white-dressed woman in the room disappeared."

More than one person had seen the existence of the white-dressed woman. If one insisted on explaining this with science, then it could only be understood as a psychic who could teleport instantaneously, but deep in everyone’s heart, a ghost in white was clearly a better fit for the phenomena they had observed.

"We can’t be entirely sure whether Emily has been affected or even whether she’s still alive."

Emily had slept soundly through the night in the peril-filled town, while these observers, who were supposed to be in an absolutely safe environment, had their sleep disturbed by a series of anomalous events throughout the entire night.

If the ghost, or some kind of Void creature, really existed, then there had been enough time for her to have been killed several times over by now.

"Assuming the phenomenon you observed yesterday is all real,"

The supervisor steadied himself. He admitted that he had been startled by Emily on the other end of the communication, but their work had to continue, "that would mean the strange phenomena occurring in the town usually start at night, and this inn experiences the horrifying events you have observed at night."

Continuing with this assumption, the position of the Void Investigation Agency became somewhat delicate.

Because, in their safety manual, it is explicitly mentioned that leaving the safe area after ten o’clock is prohibited, and the safe area they had designated was this inn.

Furthermore, from the reactions of the Big Radish Head trio, it appeared that the adventurers from the Void Investigation Agency had never informed them about the horrifying events occurring inside the inn. Everyone had thought that the inn was safe.

These complex thoughts made the whole situation increasingly terrifying.

The suspicions of the several individuals could very well be true—perhaps they had been contaminated on the first night of their stay at the hotel, or taken over by Void creatures in their sleep, leaving them oblivious to everything happening around them.

Even...

Are these two people in hazmat suits, who never show their faces, really adventurers?

"Continue the observation."

Too many possibilities made it impossible for him to clear his thoughts, but he had to report everything they had observed to the higher-ups, allowing the decision-makers of the company to decide how the exploration of the Void would continue.

Meanwhile, at another location, the staff of Void Wonderland were holding a meeting.

"The virus transmitted by Bai Zhu has achieved preliminary success, but this time the identities of the targets are different. They are located in Zone Four, and the range of the Devourer’s abilities is not sufficient to reach that far," Medea informed the others about the latest progress of their work.

This meant that their familiar pattern was missing a piece. Although Bai Zhu had already frightened the company’s employees monitoring the town with the altered footage, they had been unable to cause any actual physical harm to them.

According to Song Lan’s theory, it was only with both mental and physical experiences that they could offer their customers the ultimate enjoyment as if they were truly at home.

In other words, once the company employees got used to the scares and realized that the monsters on the screen couldn’t threaten their lives, the effect of the virus would rapidly wane.

"We must push our work to the next phase as soon as possible."

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