The strangeness of this assignment was indeed a bit out of the ordinary.
The process by which it was leaked also featured all kinds of peculiarities, vastly different from previous experiences.
The number Task 1-005 made it impossible to think of it in simple terms.
There was always a feeling of jumping into a pit!
Sitting in his seat, Fu Qian lamented for a while.
The detailed task prompts and the clear interactive feedback.
Such game-like settings indicated that his flexibility would be greatly limited, with many judgments harshly illogical, leading to unforeseeable dead ends.
Of course, these were of no consequence.
He had completed assignments filled with danger at every turn before.
Not to mention instructions this clear.
Currently, the key point was this—what exactly was this assignment?
Advancing like a puppet on strings often meant losing the capital to foresee danger.
This really didn't fit his style.
Fu Qian's fingers drummed thoughtfully on the desk.