In his "previous life" memories, information about the player civil war was extremely detailed. By the time that war began, all players had already descended into the Abyss, and even newcomers were Kappa-rank (10). In the Abyss, there was no need to worry about contamination or international repercussions. It was also an online war, so the players held nothing back in their civil war. The conflict was incredibly intense.
Killing NPCs, kidnapping the other side's allies, attacking neutral merchants without restraint, smashing in each other's front doors offline, pulling internet cables, ordering takeout laced with laxatives... every trick imaginable had been used.
As for someone like him, who locked players in prison in one go and exploited a loophole in the Lai Anding Medical Protocol to keep them there until the war ended, that was nothing special.
Veterans who had experienced the first war generally knew how to deal with players.
"So." Caramel Snail scratched his head. "We've caught them. What do we do now?"
"A reminder, everyone—the commotion outside has gotten very serious."
Lanaen displayed footage from outside the ghost domain. Under their assault, the crowd had descended into severe chaos.
Although none of them had killed anyone, and the force they projected into the crowd was nonlethal, injuries were inevitable. What they had done was hardly any different from a terrorist attack.
"The Empire's police forces are maintaining order. We need to make a decision quickly," Lanaen said. "The ghost domain can last another minute. That Omega powerhouse isn't here, but communication within the Fixed Time Domain has no delay. We have, at most, twelve minutes to escape."
The moment she finished speaking, Grina appeared before them. She glanced at the kid on the floor and asked, "Are you all ready?"
"Don't rush. I'm still a little short