They surrendered?
Standing in the fourth passageway from the main entrance, the simulated bodies looked at one another.
Something was wrong. How had they surrendered just like that?
"Maybe it's a trap. We're clearly still on the outskirts. How could they possibly surrender?"
"Exactly. We'd only just suffered our first casualties, and they surrendered. How did this get turned around?"
"Don't rush. Set up the signal first, then explore forward step by step."
"Damn it, I was just saying I wanted to try being sliced into eight pieces. How did they surrender?"
"Shut up. If you want to try it, pay for it yourself. I don't want to do this again."
"Uh, haha, Captain, listen to yourself. I was just joking."
"..."
No one dared lower their guard. They continued advancing slowly and cautiously.
After all, the links between True Worlds relied entirely on signal transmission.
If the other side lured them deep inside first and then suddenly deployed signal interference, the simulated bodies that had entered would immediately crash.
However, it was not long before hurried footsteps came from inside the passage.
Only after noticing a group of people hurriedly escorting a Western-looking man out did Feng Long finally relax.
"Bird's Nest, Bird's Nest, respond if you can hear me."
"Received. Go ahead."
"The other side has surrendered. Send people over to take over. We'll withdraw immediately."
"Understood. You may withdraw."
Now that they had confirmed the enemy had given up resisting, it would be inappropriate to have the simulated bodies make contact with them.
Especially after witnessing the power of the True World, Feng Long wanted to keep this secret hidden for as long as possible.
The later people learned the truth—or rather, the later they discovered the flaws of the True World—the more advantageous it would be