"Gentlemen, do you have time to talk about something serious? Haven't you noticed something's off around you?" Sihai hung casually under Long Zhiyan's claws, but his voice was unusually serious.
The four looked over and saw that Long Zhiyan had hooked the two corners of the Four Seas Cloak, embracing him inside. As long as he was supported, there was no sign of strain or discomfort.
Big White was quite eager to try, "This is the first time I've ever seen a dragon!"
"Just a Western dragon." Gong Zhu scoffed, but his eyes never left Long Zhiyan, who arrogantly raised his noble head and looked down on all living beings.
Xiao Qi... was busy putting a soft cushion under her bottom...
Only Cheng Shuang said with certainty, "Reincarnation!" Her soft, sweet voice was so distinctive that everyone busy with their own things turned to look at her. "It seems we're trapped in an endless cycle!"
The game instructions at the Ferris wheel ticket office are simple: those who successfully escape the Ferris wheel will receive the second clue to the treasure map.
The first clue is the mythical beast spherical sculpture.
Currently, the mythical beast sculpture is just a simple ornament, and there are no details that suggest the search for treasure.
Cheng Shuang looked down and saw that the lower part of the Ferris wheel was now shrouded in mist. There was no entrance to collect tickets, no ticket booths, no food street, and no homeless people walking around.
The only good news was that they were the only ones on the Ferris wheel; fewer competitors meant less cutthroat competition. Of course, we must ignore the powerfully brainwashing effect of the music, which, silently, almost led to their self-inflicted defeat and nearly resulted in their complete annihilation.
The bad news is that the Ferris wheel, like someone who has eaten something wrong, shakes every now and then, trying to 'vomit' everyone down.
According to the usual pattern, something terrifying should be hidden in the fog. Even if the delirious winner eliminates his companions one by one, he cannot escape the unknown fate after falling into the fog.
Interlocking mechanisms have always been the most adept tactic in the realm of death.
The music continued to play merrily, its tone completely different from the bizarre environment. The few experienced people held on tightly to the railing, put on their earmuffs, and communicated only by shouting at the top of their lungs.
However, despite their determination not to be thrown into the fog, things did not go as they wished.
The thin mist gradually rose as the Ferris wheel rotated round and round, reaching a height where it would be completely engulfed once it descended to the bottom.
Da Bai stared blankly at the mist beneath her feet, muttering something to herself. Even those who didn't know her could tell that something was wrong with her, as if she were reacting to an emergency.
"I'll go scout ahead." Sihai looked at Cheng Shuang and asked, "Can I borrow your dragon?"
Cheng Shuang nodded, "Go quickly and come back quickly."
If they can't get out of this place, then Dragon's Flame might be their last resort.
They really did go and return quickly; Sihai and Longzhiyan returned in almost no time.
"Something's wrong with the fog!" Sihai frowned. "It has an effect similar to a song. And the faster the fog surrounds you, the better."
Fog all around?
The group looked up simultaneously, glancing in different directions. Sure enough, amidst the clear blue sky, there were wisps of inconspicuous mist. It turned out that they were not only trapped beneath their feet, but also confined within a cage called mist.
To block out sound, you can plug your ears.
So how do we deal with the ever-present fog? They can't possibly seal off all five senses.
"Wait, why aren't you and He Cheng affected by the singing?" Xiao Qi suddenly asked, his eyes filled with innocent confusion.
Big White retorted directly, "How much mental energy do you have?"
Xiao Qixiu's face flushed red, and he answered somewhat embarrassedly, "138." He looked at Da Bai and explained, "The rest stop collapsed not long after I entered the Gate of Reincarnation."
Yet another undead fugitive!
This also explains why Xiaoqi was short of pills on the bus. Rest stops always provide special goods or supplies to repair the maintainers' mental and physical damage, so maintainers might have pills scarce, but not to the point where they would be without any cure as soon as they entered the Death Realm.
The group remained silent. The undead fugitives were neither the best nor the worst off; they weren't bad, but compared to the maintainers who had rest stations to rely on, they always lacked a sense of security.
But... Cheng's eyes flickered.
The proportion of undead fugitives in this death zone is somewhat high.
If the proportion is this high, could it mean that the staff who stayed in the food street were all survivors of the disintegration of the rest stop?
They can maintain their skills and live a stable life in the food street, so why not?
Assuming everything was deliberately arranged by the mastermind behind the food street, the Gate of Reincarnation would not have failed to take all necessary precautions.
Cheng Shuang glanced at Da Bai, pulled Da Bai to her side, and used the cloak of the grotesque monster to pull the two of them together.
She whispered, "Big White, are you...?" The word "station manager" was written on Big White's palm.
The anxious and uneasy Da Bai suddenly clenched his fists and stared blankly at Cheng Shuang.
Well, without Da Bai saying a word, her expression had already given her the answer.
The young girl rubbed her temples and asked softly again, "Is your rest stop not yet at its maximum capacity?"
"You too?" With just a few simple words, and being no fools, the two of them simultaneously understood the arrangements made by the Gate of Reincarnation.
It's true what they say, "Everyone has their own clever schemes, and I'll find my own way out!"
Through his cloak, Da Bai glanced warily at Si Hai and Gong Zhu, then nodded at Cheng Shuang, silently voicing his question.
Before Cheng Shuang could answer, Si Hai spoke up, "We are also exiled souls. We came to Youyou to see if we could get her to take us in."
Xiao Qi's eyes lit up immediately.
Cheng Shuang quickly crossed her arms and made an X, "I didn't agree. I need to go back and discuss it with my station manager. I can't make the decision on my own!"
The fire in Xiaoqi's eyes died down again.
The little girl lowered her head slightly. She couldn't accept Xiao Qi because there were only three spots left at the rest stop. If she really accepted newcomers like Si Hai, Gong Zhu, and Si Yue, who had worked with everyone before, and they continued to be long-term partners, the level of trust would be higher than that of a complete stranger like Xiao Qi.
But she couldn't tell the truth and completely dissuade Xiaoqi from her idea. She didn't know what kind of personality Xiaoqi had. If she held a grudge against Sihai and Gongzhu because of this and thought that they had taken the rest stop's spot, and did something that would turn against her and harm others without benefiting herself, that would be even more troublesome!
Gong Zhu noticed the girl's struggle and guilt and wanted to go over to comfort her, but Si Hai stopped him.
Since Cheng Shuang didn't want Xiao Qi to suspect anything, they should avoid being too intimate with her.
Da Bai looked at Xiao Qi, who was looking down in disappointment, and hesitated several times before holding back.
Xiao Qi doesn't talk much, but he's honest. Most importantly, his skills seem to have many limitations, but if used well, they can be used for both offense and defense.
The main attack skill of the Great White rest station is very strong, but it lacks defense. If we recruit a Little Seven and work together for a long time, it will definitely reduce losses and increase security when issuing group tickets.
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