The ship docked, and the students went to the platform first, chattering about whether to immediately return to the city to find a large dungeon or to try and get some information from the platform staff.
Cheng Shuang and her group of seven disembarked from the boat, and noticed that a few students in front of them were missing.
The belatedly realizing what had happened, the young people looked around, especially those who were close to the missing classmates, and their faces fell. "It's over, Zhou Ting and the others must have run into a dungeon."
"How could that be? I was only two points behind Zhou Ting." The girl who spoke rolled up her sleeve, revealing the number 89.
The remaining students showed off their wrists, most of them scoring over 80.
The leader immediately counted the number of people, and after tallying the results, he exclaimed, "All eight people who entered the instance have reached 90 points."
"We should have just not invited them," someone sighed. "We were hoping the high-scoring ones could help scout things out..."
"Alright, aren't you worried about whether they'll encounter any dangerous dungeons? You're always expecting others to take the hits for you, is that appropriate?" the leader said impatiently.
Immediately, dozens of students started discussing the possible background of the unknown dungeon, creating a lively atmosphere with their innocent and naive student faces.
In the end, none of them decided to stay. They turned around, bought return tickets, and left the platform without ever caring about their classmates who had entered the instance, whether they would be seriously injured after coming out, or how they would return home.
Li Lei frowned slightly and muttered, "These students are too cold-hearted, aren't they?"
Han Meimei nodded, "It's very common. We're all adults! After graduation, we'll all go our separate ways. If we don't communicate in our work or life, we'll basically never see each other again."
Li Lei held Han Meimei's hand and said tenderly, "But you're different!"
Even knowing that beauty is in the eye of the beholder, Han Meimei still leaned on her boyfriend's shoulder and smiled shyly and happily.
The group of people who were forced to eat dog food turned their heads in tacit agreement, "Hmm, I'm a little full!"
Once the platform was empty, the seven of them held hands again and headed directly towards the spot where the eight students had disappeared. This unknown instance, if not for the dangerous bug Grandpa Zheng had mentioned, wouldn't have accepted them with their perfect score of 100.
Grandma Xu's implication was quite clear.
The term "leaving the city" refers to those who don't have enough points and dare not easily seek excitement in other cities, such as college students. Those with enough points may cherish their hard-earned points even more, except for those with an adventurous spirit.
Once trapped in a situation where there's no way out, how can those who can't escape say what will happen to the other cities in the end?
Perhaps the 'other cities' don't exist at all; it's all just wishful thinking in our minds.
Leaving the city is the biggest clue.
"Wait!" Cheng Shuang suddenly called out as she took a step forward.
She turned her head to look at Du Jun and Sun Han, who were holding her hands on either side, and asked seriously, "Do dangerous dungeons really have tickets?"
Not only the defenders present, but also the old man and Lianrong showed a dazed expression.
The words "ticket" suddenly flashed into my mind, immediately sounding an alarm bell. Only then did I remember something I had naturally overlooked since entering the land of death.
In their eagerness to find tickets, they unknowingly downplayed the importance of the tickets themselves.
Why do you keep striving for high scores?
What does the truth of the Eternal New World have to do with them?
Is the dangerous dungeon really the key to finding the ticket?
Fine beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads. They had been led by the nose by this land of death, gradually deviating from their original path, and in just a few days they had completely forgotten their ultimate purpose for entering.
Even just now, his insistence on venturing into the dangerous instance was nothing more than an attempt to prove that this was all a trap and a trick by the wanderers! To prove that the natives had all been fooled!
Such arrogance and conceit clouded their judgment, making them easily influenced by the game and even exploiting loopholes, thus shaking their consciousness. If mental strength and consciousness are closely related, to put it bluntly, their mental strength is insufficient. If they were delayed for a few more days, they might even forget about the Gate of Reincarnation completely.
That's terrifying!
Are they really ready?
Such doubts welled up in his mind, and Sun Han spoke with a dry throat, as if trying to convince himself, "Perhaps the result we want can only be obtained in a dangerous instance!"
Cheng Shuang didn't notice anything unusual about the adults. She puffed out her cheeks and analyzed, "I think it might be outside." The little girl didn't think there would be any clues about the tickets inside the dungeon. Otherwise, they couldn't miss any of the dungeons. What was the difference between that and looking for a needle in a haystack?
Past experience told her that tickets would always linger nearby, within easy reach.
Therefore, she removed the first instance from the list.
She had no idea how to get out, but venturing into a dangerous instance was imperative.
"You mean outside the game, that real world that's no longer suitable for human habitation?"
Du Jun pondered for a moment and immediately understood why the little girl would make such a connection.
“I agree.” He raised his hand in seconding.
The old man was the second to second the motion.
Sun Han had been a little unsettled when he suddenly recalled something he had forgotten, but now that he had calmed down, he nodded in agreement, “There has never been a time when tickets were completely controlled by the homeless.”
Cheng Shuang quickly nodded several times. Even at the cruise ship banquet that time, the prizes awarded to the winners (which were converted into tickets) had only passed through the hands of the wanderers.
Not to mention the tickets to the two death zones, Old School Storm and Abyss City, which were presented to them as clues.
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