There were players from District 010 in the tavern, but Brother Wu and the others spoke loudly and freely, making no effort to hide their words. In fact, they repeatedly mocked the people of District 010. Some players from District 010 glanced their way, but few seemed hostile.
After listening for a while, their meaning became clear: they had tried many ways to clear the Dungeon, but not only had they failed, they didn't even know whether they were heading in the right direction. It was hard not to wonder what had caused so many high-level Dungeons to appear in District 010. As far as the eye could see, there was nothing but yellow sand—not even a Ghost Shadow. Where were they supposed to find a Dungeon?
They also offered one reliable piece of advice: don't use the newborns to bait the District 010 Safe Zone. It could easily backfire and get them hunted down. After all, if they couldn't clear the Dungeon, they would have to stay in this Sub-district indefinitely.
Darkness Under the Lamp looked at Xu Huo, silently asking what they should do next.
Before Xu Huo could answer, several people from District 010 in the tavern suddenly stood up in unison. They were all holding the Communicators commonly used by District 010 players. It seemed they had received a notice, and they headed for the door.
Their movement caught everyone else's attention. Following their gazes outside, the group saw that many players in the Polar Safe Zone were heading toward the city gates. There were vehicles as well as people, and from their specifications, the vehicles appeared to be carrying heavy weapons.
The people who had left the tavern climbed into transport vehicles and departed with the convoy.
"What's going on?" The players in the tavern