Chapter 1606: Chapter 1606: Guaranteed Credibility
"What’s so strange about this?" a player said, "Only ordinary people would believe that an instance could fulfill their wishes; players don’t take the game’s introduction seriously."
"Besides, this is just a Rank-C instance of a zone. It isn’t that popular in the game, so it’s not surprising if players aren’t selling strategies for it."
Everyone thought this made sense. There might be over twenty zones under a Wormhole Point, and the number of instances and random instances of different ranks within each zone is massive. Is it strange to find no information on a minor Rank-C instance? Not strange at all.
There might appear to be more than fifty players here now, but compared to one zone, one Wormhole Point, these people are like grains of sand in the desert, completely insignificant.
Also, why is "Midsummer Night’s River of Stars" merely a legend in Zone 013? It indicates that the so-called "wish fulfillment" isn’t reliable; otherwise, local players would flock to it. Since local players don’t care, it shows this instance is just an ordinary one, and even the locals aren’t keen on coming here due to the harsh environment.
As for the talk of some locals removing fungal toxins, it’s not a hard thing to explain. Fungi also coexist and counteract each other, so perhaps those who survived out by sheer luck stumbled upon this. In the case mentioned by a Tan-skinned City Dweller, the ordinary person was infected again by fungi shortly after leaving, which is a fine example.
Xu Huo didn’t deny the other person’s words; instead, he agreed with a nod, "You’re right, but we can’t rule out another reason."
The other reason is obviously that the death rate of this instance is extremely high, and hardly anyone makes it out alive. With few surviving, how could there possibly be information circulating Beneath the Dimension?
The player who appeared cultured and righteous made a good point, but Xu Huo’s possibility couldn’t be ruled out either. Between the two, players are more inclined to believe this instance has an extremely high death rate. After all, once entering the instance, don’t expect to clear it with a fluke-minded attitude.
If this instance’s death rate is very high, then surviving for ten days without doing anything isn’t a solution; even if they do nothing, they might end up dead here.
After a moment of silence, Scarred Glasses spoke up, "You’ve said so much, did you find a breakthrough?"
The cultured player also said, "Perhaps my vision is limited, but if you have a way to tackle mental interference and multidimensional space, feel free to share so we can consider a method to clear the game."
Anyway, sharing information is free, and there’s no loss in listening. After the two finished talking, some other players who wanted to leave or were just here to stir things up urged Xu Huo to speak quickly.
"I don’t have a better solution; the only breakthrough is to find a way to clear the instance," Xu Huo said. "Since we must endure mental interference, then think of a way to wake up from dreams. If there really are other spaces, find a way to enter them."
"I will never sit back and wait for doom; that’s why I’ve gathered everyone here. Only with enough people can we find clues to clear the instance."
Everyone fell silent for a moment until a young player sneered, "Sounds nice, but you just want us to be cannon fodder to test the instance rules, right?"
"No need to make it sound so harsh," Tong Qi turned away on the high platform, "If you have a better method, speak up. Don’t criticize when others are trying to come up with solutions."
"Exactly, my friend. Do you have a way to deal with the current situation? Don’t hold back, just say it; we’re all in the same boat, so why separate us?" someone echoed.
The crowd jeered with a few words, but the player didn’t manage to come up with anything reasonable, only retreated resentfully and walked away.
"If anyone has information about the instance and doesn’t want to disclose it, I’m willing to pay for it," Xu Huo said again at this moment. "However, I hope everyone considers cooperating with me. Today is the second day; the longer we delay, the more impact we might face. Everyone knows this clearly."
Two People of Zone 013 nodded vigorously nearby.
No need for proof from ordinary people outside the instance; the game’s background information is spelled out clearly and should be correct.
"Actually, your suggestion counts as a method, since no one else has better clues right now," the cultured player said. "But there’s one problem: no one can guarantee our safety, especially since once we fall asleep, we don’t easily wake up."
Xu Huo remained silent.
Without getting an answer, the cultured player, slightly disappointed, said, "Though we couldn’t cooperate, the information you provided still helps me. I’ll certainly let you know if I find clues later."
"You’re welcome," Xu Huo replied.
The players began to leave, more than fifty of them, most scattered away one after another, leaving only about ten people behind, including Scarred Glasses and Young Master Mo.
Instead, several ordinary people from Zone 013 came over, emboldened by Xu Huo’s friendly attitude toward Tan-skinned City Dwellers.
Leading was an old woman, whose mental state seemed well. She proactively said to Xu Huo, "We can also help with what you mentioned."
Testing mental interference and multidimensional space applies equally to both players and ordinary people.
This, plus Chi Xian’s seven people, leaves nine players, six people from Zone 013, plus Xu Huo, totaling twenty-three people.
Among the nine players who came later, besides Scarred Glasses and Young Master Mo who had witnessed Xu Huo’s prowess, the other seven included only one Rank-B player who dared to take risks; the rest were clueless, hoping to try their luck.
"Whoa, isn’t this Young Master Mo?" Chi Xian glanced at the young man still wearing sunglasses, "Down to just one person beside you now?"
As obvious as the mockery was, Young Master Mo could certainly hear it. He frowned, "What do you mean?"
Chi Xian shrugged, "I don’t have any meaning... Just asking what it’s like to be played around."
Unexpectedly, Young Master Mo wasn’t provoked but instead turned his head to seriously scrutinize him for two seconds, "We don’t know each other. Do you have a grudge against me?"
Chi Xian remained smiling, "Not at all."
The sarcastic tone was displeasing.
However, Scarred Glasses pressed Young Master Mo’s shoulder, interrupting the conversation.
Likely due to not having enough bodyguards and getting beaten up in the instance, Young Master Mo had learned to keep a low profile.
"Back to the main topic," another Rank-B player said, "How can we ensure our safety once we fall asleep?"
"A batch sleeps while another takes care of safety issues," Xu Huo raised his hand to point at Tong Qi and the others, "Last night, I stayed with these friends while they slept, and they all safely made it to this morning."