A Hail of Gunfire

After listening for more than half an hour, Wenren Sheng and the others finally gained a basic understanding of how this place had come to be.

They had gained a great deal.

Han Xu was a rare witness. He had experienced this place's rise from beginning to end.

At first, he and more than a dozen expedition members had become lost in the mountains. Later, the rescue captain had found them with his team.

Yet everyone had become lost in this place together.

They struggled to survive and built a camp.

In the end, that Demon appeared.

It said this place was a fragment it had torn away from the Main World, and that it wanted them to cooperate with it in running it.

It would give everyone a share of the profits.

Some people wanted to leave, but they died.

The rest had no choice but to accept its terms and help it operate this Fragment World.

Later, Han Xu had tried to find an opportunity to escape, so the management punished him, stripped him of his status, and reduced him to forced labor.

Zhao Han flew over and asked sympathetically, "Don't you hate them? They were your teammates, yet now they've punished you by making you a laborer."

"I don't hate them. They were forced into it too, and at least they spared my life. But I can tell that most of them are enjoying themselves now and no longer want to return to the Main World," Han Xu said with a sigh.

After all, most of those people had not been wealthy. They had come from ordinary families.

But here, they could live like masters.

That was also one major reason the town had developed so quickly—the administrators had truly devoted their energy and time to it.