"Fuck—huh, why did I say 'fuck'? I feel like I just said that."
Old Eggplant took off his helmet. The sensation of being crushed to death by the Mud Truck still reverberated through his body. He scrambled to his feet, hurriedly picked up his phone, and tapped the avatar of someone in the group chat.
Old Eggplant: Were you sacrificed just now too?
Zhou Changqing: Too? Were you the one making that weird noise at the door just now?
Old Eggplant: I wasn't making a weird noise! I was trying to save you!
Zhou Changqing: Well, thanks for that. It really hurt.
Old Eggplant: It was your first time, so of course it hurt. You'll get used to it.
Zhou Changqing: ???
Old Eggplant: It's fine. The next time you enter the game, they won't capture you for a sacrifice. The bodies we're using in this instance aren't human bodies, so it seems they can't be sacrificed to those monsters.
Zhou Changqing: So this is a large-scale multiplayer instance?
The two of them quickly exchanged some of their experiences.
Zhou Changqing and Old Eggplant's experiences had been fairly similar. They had appeared near a grassy area, only to be seized by passersby and carried straight to the church to be used as sacrifices.
Old Eggplant told him about the issue with time passing, and Zhou Changqing slapped his thigh.
Zhou Changqing: Then we should reenter the game immediately. Otherwise, they'll definitely find other people to sacrifice. If some key figure gets captured, the instance might become impossible to clear forever!
Old Eggplant: Maybe after the instance ends, we'll still be able to start over and enter this city again?
Old Eggplant thought of the settings in some online games. Although the time in those games ran in sync with reality,