Xu Huo's current situation could be seen on the Jixin Terminal. Flying Monitors filled the sky, and as he watched the alerts flash nonstop, he had no choice but to answer the call.
Perhaps the other person hadn't expected him to actually pick up. For a moment, there was no sound from the other end.
"Can you get out?" The female Player was still thinking about clearing the Dungeon.
"I should be able to," Xu Huo replied calmly. "The painting's in my hands, after all. I can clear it whenever I want."
The female Player was at a loss for words. After a moment, she said, "I think I can guess what you're trying to do, but things aren't going smoothly. District 019 hasn't truly descended into chaos. People are arguing fiercely on the Jixin Terminal, but in reality, everyone's just watching and waiting. I also heard that the District Government has set up Jammers across the entire district. Once they're activated, all the armed robots' commands will be overwritten, and they'll all become the government's fighting force."
"The District Government is currently inviting the people from the mining groups over for tea, one company at a time. There are plenty of Players among the mining groups, but almost none of them are resisting. They're all cooperating obediently."
"District 019 is unlikely to fall into civil strife over people who died more than a hundred years ago."
"You're overthinking it. I never said I wanted District 019 to descend into chaos," Xu Huo said. "I've only ever had one goal."
"Can you get a high score this way?" The female Player didn't understand. "The Dungeon's background has nothing to do with the mining disaster. Even if Master Suolan and Old Mrs. Mei had some connection, the final outcome might not