This was a special team formed by personnel transferred from various places specifically to deal with this soul-devouring game—though with so many people, it could hardly be called a "team" anymore... The people from the Administration Bureau had been struggling in the building for several months, yet they had made no progress at all.
Unexpectedly, that bizarre email appeared once again today.
Zhan Taiping, one of the three team leaders, had thought he was fully prepared and could deal with any sudden situation at any time—but the instant the email appeared, he found himself completely at a loss as to what he should do.
All their discussions, assumptions, and analyses over the past months were useless at this moment. He could only stare blankly at the computer beside him, watching the striking prompt box that had suddenly popped up on the screen.
It was only when another email appeared on a different computer and the broadcast sounded through the building again that Zhan Taiping recovered from his temporary daze.
"Team Leader! There's a countdown prompt here! What do we do?!" the team member beside Zhan Taiping asked anxiously.
The countdown was not long—only one minute... Clearly, there was not much time to think! If they were even slightly careless, they might miss it. They had struggled for months over this matter and expended tremendous manpower and resources. They obviously did not want to let this long-awaited opportunity slip away just like that.
After all, no one knew how long they would have to wait for the next email to appear after missing this chance... It was even possible that they would never see another one again!
"Wasn't this what we've been waiting for all along?!" Zhan Taiping snuffed out his cigarette, gritted his teeth, and said, "We made so many