Xu Huo moved to the edge of the crater and lifted the two men up. His voice was low and serious. "I'm not joking. Since you're also here looking for the Midsummer Night Star River, our goals are the same. You're from District 013, too, so you might be able to offer some useful advice."
The players around them weren't impressed by his pitch, but they were curious about what he would say next, so nobody left.
The two men from Brown Skin City were so nervous they could barely get a word out. Though they were locals, they really had no clues about the "Star River." But they didn't dare say so outright, afraid they'd be killed on the spot.
Xu Huo didn't pay them much attention for long. He turned around and called out, "Before we start a big discussion about finding the Midsummer Night Star River, I want to ask three questions."
"First: has anyone already seen the Midsummer Night Star River?"
"Second: does anyone know of any definite clues about the Midsummer Night Star River?"
"Third: is everyone certain there's only one space in this Dungeon?"
His three questions were met with a long silence.
Even if someone had an answer, nobody was going to speak up now. A few players even slipped away without a sound.
Xu Huo hadn't really expected answers. Once enough time had passed, he continued, "Since nobody has any clues, I'll assume we're all starting from the same place."
"To show my sincerity, I'll share what I know and what I suspect."
"First, the thing making people fall asleep might not be poisonous fungi. It could very well be a special force in this Dungeon, something like mental interference."
"Second, I suspect the players who vanished without a trace were pulled