Only a few high-level individuals have full access.

The message sender is an anonymous user with a black profile picture, making it impossible to tell who it is.

Does this mean they don't want to continue working here?

"???"

"Who is it?"

"Sherly, the HR director, what's going on?"

"Who granted anonymous access?"

...

Sherly, the HR director: "I'm sorry, I'll check right away!"

A deathly silence fell upon the group.

It wasn't until ten minutes later that the big boss, who had never shown up in the internal group before, appeared.

He said just one sentence: "All departments will work overtime until 12 o'clock tonight. Project 1 will be launched ahead of schedule. Everyone, work hard and thank you for your efforts."

Swish, swish, swish!

Immediately, there were "received" messages lined up below!

The big boss added, "HR will calculate overtime pay according to regulations."

For a while, praises and praises flooded the group.

Even though it was the depths of winter, those who flattered and sucked up emerged one after another like mushrooms after rain.

Especially the "like" emojis, each one was used perfectly.

Then, I heard the VP in charge of HR roaring, "Who the hell is the anonymous person? Find out immediately!"

I was about to pull my keyboard over and resign myself to working diligently when a pop-up appeared again.

"Reminder: Dear workers, it's time to go off work!

If you insist on working overtime, please abide by the following rules:

1. If unnecessary, please try not to move around randomly because any place other than your workstation could pose a deadly danger.

2. Smoking is prohibited in public areas! Warning: The original smoking room is extremely dangerous and temporarily unavailable!

3. Do not eat the employee meals! Do not eat the employee meals! Do not eat the employee meals! You can order takeout!

4. Be cautious of food delivery personnel.

5. Do not make coffee! Do not make coffee! Do not make coffee!

6. This rule will be enforced until four people die before dawn. Good luck in staying alive!"

- The anonymous user!

At this point, it was time to leave work.

...

Our department head, Lu Ming, was roaring, "Which son of a bitch did this? I'll skin him alive!"

I glanced at Da Pan in the workstation next to me.

Da Pan shrugged and turned to our supervisor, Ye Tao, asking, "Tao Ge, should I go after him?"

Ye Tao adjusted his glasses and didn't even look up, "Old Zhang's team is on it."

Da Pan pushed the keyboard away, clearly dissatisfied.

Ye Tao used to work hard too. With our team, he had been all over the company, and he had some face with the big boss.

Unfortunately, that was in the past.

On my left in the workstation was Xiao Zhao, a new intern who had recently joined.

A girl in her early twenties, full of tricks. Even in this cold weather, she still wore her usual white stockings and twin tails.

Let me put it this way, in our technical field, women are considered rare panda-level creatures, and Xiao Zhao, well, she must have been born with panda blood.

As far as I know, there are at least a dozen male colleagues in the company who are circling around her.

But Xiao Zhao is quite obedient and not delicate after joining our team.

Xiao Zhao cautiously looked up and asked me, "Zhe Ge, does our company play this kind of game?"

"Mofang, obviously someone is playing a prank. Let's just do our own work."

I said casually, but my heart was pounding a bit.

Just then, Ye Tao suddenly stood up and clapped his hands.

The ceiling light shone on his thin face, casting a cold white light.

"Stop discussing, everyone focus on your own tasks. Chen Ze, give me the topic list."

"Oh, sure." I raised my hand slightly. "XiaoZhao, can you help me with something?"

Xiao Zhao looked surprised but nodded, "Of course, what do you need?"

"I need you to compile a report on the recent trends in our industry. Look for any new technologies, market developments, and competitor activities. Include any relevant data and analysis."

Xiao Zhao's eyes lit up, "That sounds interesting! I'll get started right away."

As Xiao Zhao began working on the report, I turned my attention back to my own tasks. The mysterious messages and the anonymous user intrigued me, but I needed to maintain focus on my work.

Hours passed, and the office gradually emptied as people left for the night. Xiao Zhao and I were among the last few remaining.

Finally, Xiao Zhao submitted the report and let out a satisfied sigh, "Done! I've compiled all the information and analysis you requested. It was quite challenging, but I enjoyed it."

"Great job, Xiao Zhao! I appreciate your help," I replied with a smile.

Just as we were about to pack up and leave, another pop-up message appeared on our screens.

"Congratulations to the individuals who stayed behind. You have successfully completed the first level of the game. The real challenge begins now. Prepare yourselves."

Curiosity mixed with a hint of anxiety filled the air. Xiao Zhao and I exchanged puzzled glances.

I decided to take charge and typed a response, "Who are you? What game is this? Please provide more information."

After a brief pause, a reply appeared, "Don't worry, you'll find out soon enough. For now, embrace the unknown and trust in your abilities. The game will test your skills, teamwork, and resourcefulness. Good luck."

Suddenly, the office lights flickered, and the sound of footsteps echoed in the hallway. The atmosphere grew tense.

Xiao Zhao whispered, "What's happening? Is this some kind of elaborate prank?"

I didn't have an answer, but I felt a surge of determination. "Let's stay calm and stay together. We'll figure this out."

As we prepared to face the unknown, we heard a knock on the office door. With bated breath, we turned towards it, ready to confront whatever awaited us on the other side.