Chapter 1615: Chapter 1615: Turning the Spearhead
Whether it’s ticket players or non-ticket players, their situations are actually quite similar. The only difference is that ticket players can leave directly once they find the ‘Midsummer Night’s Galaxy,’ while non-ticket players may not be able to.
But for now, it’s not yet time for the two groups to have disagreements.
“That’s not necessarily the case. Think about it, the people of Tan-skinned City can leave unharmed. Maybe the ‘Midsummer Night’s Galaxy’ is actually a kind of antitoxin. Mental interference may not be fatal. This slow sleep-death could be a result of the unique environment of this instance, and by leaving this place or obtaining a special antitoxin, one can cut off the conditions leading to ‘sleep-death.’ When ten days are up, won’t everyone survive?” Tong Qi said lazily.
What’s truly frightening is more the ignorance because of not knowing where to start. But after he spoke like this, things seemed to suddenly become clearer.
“You’ve calculated very well.” Liao Xiaorong couldn’t help but say.
Tong Qi proudly stuffed a piece of braised meat into his mouth, “Don’t set goals too far away. Clearing levels is secondary; surviving comes first.”
“When it comes to surviving, I have plenty of experience.”
Probably because he couldn’t stand Tong Qi’s lazy and nonchalant attitude, Young Master Mo said, “After reaching Rank-B, most fixed instances won’t have time limits, like random instances. If you don’t clear them, you’ll never be able to leave.”
Tong Qi seemed indifferent, “Then I’ll just stay in the instance indefinitely, it’s no big deal not to upgrade.”
Young Master Mo’s face tightened, he seemed to want to say something, but ultimately held it back.
Chi Xian snorted from the side.
After a short rest, everyone put on protective suits again and began searching the city.
They didn’t find anything useful, but they did find several people who had died in their sleep, all ordinary people from Zone 013.
Additionally, there were two player corpses with signs of battle around them, and all the props on their bodies had been stripped.
“Are these people okay?” Liao Xiaorong was incredulous, “Don’t they get cold chills when they see people who’ve died in their sleep?”
Probably thinking that all players in the instance should be like them, thus finding the mutual killing of people incomprehensible. Life is almost gone, so why accumulate so many props?
“What if they don’t even have an antitoxin?” “Liangxiu Breeze” Tong Qi understood most.
Others were silent, probably not expecting an Advanced Player to be so poor.
“Why clarify it so much?” Young Master Mo mocked, “Short-sightedness is the true nature of those… people.”
Indeed, it made no sense.
They casually picked up nearby bed sheets or towels to cover the faces of the dead before leaving.
By afternoon, Chi Xian felt something was off, “Is it my imagination, or does today’s fog feel thicker than yesterday’s?”
“It’s not your imagination; it certainly is.” Xu Huo looked back at Tong Qi and others, “Feeling sleepy?”
Those who slept last night didn’t feel much, but Liao Xiaorong, who rested during the day, and Tong Qi, who hadn’t slept at all, were far from as energetic as before.
“There’s nothing wrong with the fog,” Young Master Mo said.
He had been constantly monitoring its components with instruments.
“Perhaps the overall environment of the instance has changed.” Chi Xian looked at Xu Huo, “Whether it’s mental interference or anything else, today’s situation is more serious than the previous days.”
Xu Huo nodded, “Let’s return to the Clock Tower.”
The group quickly returned to the Clock Tower, and as they predicted, more players indeed showed up here, but not all sought cooperation. Led by Yi Jun and another Rank-B player, the present players were generally divided into two sides, positioned inside and outside the Clock Tower. Those Tan-skinned City dwellers who had a conversation with Xu Huo and others last night had already been killed, their bodies discarded far away like trash.
Beside the corpses were over a dozen People of Zone 013, forced here. Those asleep were unaware, but those awake were trembling with fear, too intimidated to even look up at the players.
Compared with Xu Huo’s group of about ten people, Yi Jun and the other Rank-B player’s camp had increased to more than twenty, with some players who hadn’t arrived yesterday showing up today. The two groups together numbered around forty people.
Before Xu Huo and his group returned, these people were in a standoff, but now they turned their attention to Xu Huo’s side.
Young Master Mo frowned, he didn’t care about those dead because to him, both People of Zone 013 and the players who killed them have inferior genes. It’s just that players are more troublesome.
“Things have exceeded our expectations,” he said.
The upcoming plot is easy to predict; Xu Huo, though the only Super Evolutionary with Mental Powers here, is not invincible just because he holds weapons. He could become a target. Other players, rather than pinning their hopes on an unreliable cooperation guarantee, prefer to coerce Xu Huo into submission.
Well, the few players who returned with Xu Huo quietly stepped aside.
Now only Young Master Mo and another person, Chi Xian, and Tong Qi remain standing with Xu Huo, showing their stance.
Young Master Mo and another were willing to stay: firstly, they believed in Xu Huo’s strength; secondly, Scarred Glasses felt he couldn’t protect Young Master Mo alone against two Rank-B players, teaming up with Xu Huo was better.
Compared to Yi Jun and those people, Xu Huo clearly had more principles.
Chi Xian smiled and pointed to his own head, “I feel we stand a better chance of clearing the level.”
No matter the method used to find the ‘Midsummer Night’s Galaxy,’ everyone who goes out alive will acknowledge one fact: they completed the final step in a very weakened state, matching the symptoms of “sleep.” Suppose someone remains awake, then without doubt, Xu Huo has a higher chance.
“I have no other reason, I just don’t like them,” Tong Qi said stubbornly, even though he didn’t have a good prop for escaping.
Xu Huo’s purpose in detonating the ‘Little Mushroom Cloud’ on the street yesterday was to unite players, albeit players were united with the result being the focus on him.
“I understand your feelings,” he faced Yi Jun and others, “It’s nothing more than finding it difficult to bow to others after becoming a powerful player, especially to someone of a lower level.”
“Compared to trust, you prefer intimidation.”
“Indeed, you can’t provide something that moves me, so you think holding my life hostage is more advantageous.”
“But I want to tell all of you, my life, you can’t hold.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the entire Clock Tower, including the surrounding space, seemed to be encased in a transparent barrier. These barriers distorted space; although they didn’t completely block vision, everything seemed slightly warped, which wasn’t just a visual illusion, but a true barrier.
Previously, to completely conceal his Spiritual World, Xu Huo successfully created a “Confusion Barrier” around it. “Confusion Barrier” is formed by layering multiple Spatial Barriers, capable of cutting off space and confusing reality. Right now, he doesn’t need to cover the entire Spiritual World, and a small-scale application just happens to reduce the time required to set up the “Confusion Barrier” and separate individuals into different sections.
Of course, he doesn’t expect one barrier to completely block these people, just to buy time to deal with the two leaders.