77: Chapter 77 Saying she's going to the gym, but actually trying to scare the whole world?

A black Panamera pulled up steadily downstairs at the Guanghui Technology building.

Almost the moment the brake lights lit up, the doors of the escort vehicle behind it swung open.

"Clear."

Three bodyguards scrambled out of the car, scanning left and right, pressing their earpieces with cold, stern expressions.

Since they had accepted the highest fee in the industry, they naturally had to maintain the highest level of vigilance; at critical moments, taking a knife for the client was a trivial matter.

Lu Li pushed open the car door and stepped out quickly.

He lowered his center of gravity, his gaze sweeping rapidly across his surroundings.

The passerby at ten o'clock with his hands tucked into his chest, the gardener pruning shrubs at three o'clock, and... any glass curtain wall that might reflect light.

God knows if these guys could get their hands on a real gun, even though China is very safe.

In any case, he had seen the occasional news flashes.

"Honey..." Su Qingxue got out from the other side. Seeing the strange looks cast by employees passing by, she wished she could cover her face with her handbag. "Aren't we being a bit too exaggerated? It's just a few steps."

"You don't understand."

Lu Li solemnly straightened his collar and grabbed the short-haired girl, No. 18, pulling her to Su Qingxue's side. "Accidents always happen when you let your guard down. Remember, from now on, don't drink water from anyone except what I, Chen Shuyu, or No. 18 give you."

Su Qingxue looked at his as-if-facing-a-great-enemy expression, feeling both annoyed and amused.

He was clearly a couch potato who would never sit if he could lie down, yet now, for her safety, he could actually be this tense.

The slight shame she felt from being watched instantly melted into warm sugar water.

"Got it, my big bodyguard."

While no one was paying attention, she quickly squeezed Lu Li's palm, her voice soft and sweet. "What about you? Do you want to stay in the office with me? You can lie on the sofa as much as you want."

"I need to go patrol my territory." Lu Li pointed to the office building across the street. "You know, I have to maintain a sense of crisis at all times. I'm going to that... um, gym across the street to work on my muscles, and while I'm at it, I'll keep an eye on the activity here through the floor-to-ceiling windows, acting as the man behind you."

Su Qingxue raised an eyebrow.

The gym?

The last time this guy went to the gym, he walked on the treadmill for five minutes and then slept on the massage chair for two hours.

"Go ahead, go ahead." Su Qingxue waved her hand and walked into the revolving door in her high heels, her figure swaying gracefully.

"Don't work out too hard. I'll have Secretary Wang Qiuge order lunch for you at noon."

Watching Su Qingxue enter the elevator, the vigilance on Lu Li's face instantly dissipated, replaced by the excitement of someone about to cause trouble.

He gave No. 18 the order for "highest-level personal protection" and then turned and ducked into the convenience store by the roadside.

When he came back out, he had a black baseball cap on his head.

The brim was pulled low, shielding his eyes that were flashing with sharp light.

Like a ghost, he crossed the road and slipped into the office building opposite.

...

Genesis Game Studio.

This was the studio Lu Li had built with the money rewarded by the system, and it was also the birthplace of minecraft.

At this moment, over twenty people were working lazily in front of their computers.

"The boss is here!"

Someone shouted, and everyone immediately sat up straight. Those with pens picked them up, those at keyboards started typing, putting on a facade of being busy and intense.

Lu Li pushed the door open and entered.

He took off his baseball cap, tossed it onto the conference table, and his gaze swept over this group of "tools" he had hired with high salaries.

"Art team, how are those textures I wanted coming along?"

Lu Li pulled out a chair and sat down, propping his legs directly onto the table.

The art team leader was a nerd wearing thick-rimmed glasses. Upon hearing this, he tremblingly handed over a tablet: "Bo... Boss, according to your requirements, we've tried seven versions of that 'rotted for three months and air-dried for two weeks' skin texture..."

Lu Li took the tablet and swiped his finger.

On the screen were concept images that would make anyone's sanity plummet.

The skin was gray and decayed, the muscles atrophied, veins bulged like black earthworms, and one could even clearly see the raw flesh rolled up at the edges of the wounds.

"Too clean."

Lu Li pursed his lips and threw the tablet back.

"I want that feeling where you can smell the stench through the screen. Go change it again. Add some slime, add some dynamic effects of maggots squirming. It doesn't even need to be too high-definition or too realistic; I'll use AI to make it look more realistic later."

The art team leader's face turned green, and his stomach churned:

"Boss, our last game, minecraft, was an all-ages healing game... If we release this thing, won't we get reported by parents?"

"Who told you this was for minecraft?" Lu Li rolled his eyes. "This is a new project. Code name: T-Virus."

The whole room fell silent.

Everyone looked at each other.

What kind of shock did the boss receive?

The last game was a fresh, healing, and childlike block world, and the next one jumps straight to heavy-flavor bio-horror? This split personality is happening too fast, right?

And I heard the Robot image he recently showcased on his livestream was Doraemon... Such a cute and healing character, and now suddenly turning to bio-horror, this contrast is insane.

It's like suddenly opening a slaughterhouse inside Disneyland.

"Where's the sound effects team?" Lu Li turned to look at the other side.

The sound designer was a young man with dreadlocks, who was currently raising his hand with a constipated expression: "Boss, those lines you gave us... we really can't voice them to get that feeling."

"Which ones?"

"Just that line, 'Itchy... yummy...'." The sound designer made a bitter face. "We tried all kinds of vocal ranges, but no matter how we listened to it, it sounded like a late-night radio host flirting. It completely lacks the horror you described."

Lu Li sighed, feeling disappointed that they couldn't meet his expectations.

In this parallel world, although the gaming industry was developed, horror games were still stuck in the low-level stage of "jump scares." They were completely blank when it came to this kind of psychological, physiological horror.

"Xiao Dou."

He snapped his fingers at the air.

The screen of the phone on the table lit up instantly, and that Q-version short-haired girl icon popped up.

But this time, its voice was no longer the soft, cute electronic tone, but a deep voice that had been specially modulated, carrying a certain metallic friction texture.

"Loading audio samples... Generating..."

Three seconds later.

A bone-chilling roar suddenly erupted from the conference room speakers.