I'm Part of the Unofficial Outsourced Internal Testing Crew: Lin Zhao's Abilities

Cheng Ye nodded: "When players first develop a talent within a dungeon, they all receive a prompt. The Reflection Space is a very unique place; in a sense, it's a somewhat idealistic existence where almost anything can happen.

I have been collecting and organizing various player talents and comparing case studies. I've already discovered many conditions; as long as one works hard to meet them, it is basically possible to obtain a talent with one hundred percent certainty.

It's just that some talents are extremely special, especially Grade A and Grade B ones. They are either related to certain entities within the dungeons.

Or, before becoming a player, the individual already had some aspect that differed drastically from the average person. So much so that they hardly seemed like the same species."

He was a truly pure person of this sort, only becoming eloquent when discussing his professional field:

"That is why I place great importance on the players under your charge. Every Grade A and Grade B talent could be a unique existence, but under extremely extreme environments or conditions, it is not impossible to replicate them."

Zhang Anzai looked at those complex talents and the conditions and case studies—some folded, some expanded—beneath them, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Impressive..."

Cheng Ye quickly turned the screen back: "I have always believed that talents, as an existence on par with skills and items, are no weaker than those two categories.

In fact, because talents influence the initial inheritance to such a large degree, I feel they might even be more powerful. Especially since, unlike skills and items, they don't have to be obtained in dungeons or purchased; they have the chance to be born spontaneously."

Zhang Anzai affirmed him: "Being able to train them directly is certainly great. Most newcomers are very poor; their resources simply can't reach those skills and items, and when we guide newcomers, talents are basically all they can rely on."

Cheng Ye nodded: "It's a pity that skills and items can be bought directly or produced continuously through dungeons, which is a form of quantification. The section chief and most of the staff are still researching those two categories. That's why our progress has always been very slow."

Zhang Anzai felt the timing was right and revealed his true intent: "Section Chief Cheng, I think you're looking at this the wrong way."

Cheng Ye didn't understand: "What do you mean?"

Zhang Anzai immediately stated: "Talents are different from those two. If you want to research them, you don't have to rely solely on the staff here; you can also rely on us."

Cheng Ye was naturally interested: "You mean..."

Zhang Anzai seized the opportunity: "In any case, we still have to submit player files to you, so why don't you coordinate directly with us?

If you have an idea, send it to us, and we can have the players try it out in the dungeons. Wouldn't that allow for direct trial and error? It would be much faster than you comparing and screening cases one by one, wouldn't it?"

Cheng Ye's eyes lit up: "Hiss... that makes sense."

Zhang Anzai immediately suggested: "But of course, we can't be too flashy. After all, it's a cross-departmental collaboration, and it's not good to make big moves right away. You can first get in touch with certain people on our side, starting from the Grade D talents below, and take it slow."

Zhang Anzai's goal was very clear. Upon arriving here, he was pleasantly surprised to find that this guy was essentially a living, breathing skill database system from a typical game.

He had his own organized database, skill types, training methods—everything was there, just still in the form of personal ideas that hadn't been verified yet.

As for the company, they wouldn't really obstruct his research. Once their administrators brought over more data, given time, his research would certainly succeed.

But with the company's typical attitude, if this thing were ever officially launched as a feature, they would probably start charging for it.

By approaching Cheng Ye now, he was essentially acting as an internal, private beta tester. Getting free data—why wouldn't he? Even if the higher-ups found out, it would ultimately just be employees helping each other; it wouldn't be considered a major issue.

Their company wasn't like those outside firms that valued company procedures and rules above everything else.

"Add my account. I'll consider it and contact you later," Cheng Ye said, pointing toward the door.

Zhang Anzai turned his head to look and only then noticed a QR code over there.

Below it was a line of text: Personal account. If it's not urgent, add it first and leave a message; I'll process them all when I have time.

Zhang Anzai was amused; this guy really was a rare, super workaholic.

"You... you're just too busy every single day," Lin Zhao complained helplessly.

Zhang Anzai sniffed quite deliberately: "Did you have vinegar-based dishes for lunch?"

Lin Zhao: "?"

Watching the little girl on the side pouting, Zhang Anzai was amused.

Lin Zhao sighed helplessly. In truth, she wasn't particularly jealous. Zhang Anzai's poor performance before was simply due to his terrible luck. In terms of experience and ability, having joined early and working exceptionally hard, how could he possibly fail to guide players well?

"It would be even better if he weren't so fond of showing off..."

Zhang Anzai had been running around all day, and it was now almost time to get off work.

After eating, everyone returned to their respective dormitories.

The structure of Lin Zhao's dormitory was not much different from Zhang Anzai's.

It also had a bed, a cabinet, a desk, and a window. As soon as she entered, she immediately turned on her computer.

"Tsk..." Lin Zhao looked at the dungeon still in progress on the screen and sighed helplessly.

"Xiao Zhao! Miss! Save me!" the burly man on the screen was shouting.

In front of him, in a dimly lit private collection hall, a skin-and-bones mummy wearing a full set of ancient armor crawled out of a massive stone coffin.

The mummy stood up, stretched a bit, and then used its large, bone-exposed hands to smash the display case, pulling out a nine-ring broadsword and hacking down directly.

Lin Zhao helplessly switched to the item purchase page and skillfully bought the super-expensive Free Communication Spell.

This was the ultimate answer for communication between administrators and players—no restrictions, unlimited chatting, but it cost 100 points per use.

"Phew..." Lin Zhao let out a breath, then took a deep breath, and began to build up her momentum: "Can you guys... just show me some competence for once!"

The big guy on the screen pulled out a narrow-bladed, straight single-edged sword and was dodging with very professional footwork, but he was startled by the sudden voice.

However, he, who had been on the defensive against the slashes, suddenly seemed to gain confidence. He forcefully parried the broadsword of the skeleton general in front of him and quickly retreated a few steps.

"Clap!" His feet landed firmly on the ground. He then pulled a talisman from his chest, decisively bit his fingertip, smeared it across the talisman, balled it up, and held it under his tongue: "Form-Intention Martial Way... Guidance of the Sages!"

"I told you to practice hard, but you wouldn't listen! You always embarrass the martial arts school when you go out to spar, and now I have to clean up your mess!"

Lin Zhao began to vent through the wireless communication service. But in the middle of her scolding, she suddenly shouted: "Wrap the head!"

The big guy on the screen suddenly raised his sword to circle his head, his arm looping around his head as the blade flicked diagonally, perfectly parrying the incoming nine-ring broadsword.