Although it was nighttime, the entire city was still brightly lit.
Even on the shore far from the city, beneath the night sky, the sea still glimmered with a faint dark green light.
After staring at the dark green ocean before him for a moment, Yu Xing tossed a set of clothes into the seawater.
At first, he had intended to take the profession of "Referee," and had successfully obtained it. But as the investigation deepened and various unexpected situations arose, he had to change his approach.
No new Players would be joining, while the existing Players were being infected one after another. Under these circumstances, the Referee profession could not do much.
"The current priority is finding the seven Players who disappeared in here... I hope things haven't deteriorated to that extent yet."
After a brief moment of thought, Yu Xing bent down and pressed his hand against the ground.
With a puff of smoke, a snow-white cat appeared in front of him.
Reaching out to rub the white cat's head, Yu Xing took out a piece of dried fish and held it to its mouth.
The white cat took the dried fish in its mouth, glanced up at him, then leapt lightly and vanished into the air.
Getting back to his feet, Yu Xing took out a notepad. Red highlighted text, distinct from the previous information, slowly appeared on its pages.
--This was the notepad's private chat channel.
The Dungeon could not be opened. Only the main Dungeon had the function of opening with designated targets.
In fact, after hearing the description of the Trump Card Calamity Reimu had left behind, Yu Xing had already realized an extremely terrible possibility.
As long as one sustained even the slightest injury, they would be infected without realizing it. If that