Every player who had come to Xu Huo had sought him out because of his business card. If it had belonged to someone else, they might not have come. But Xu Huo was too famous in Buliu City now. Even if they had lost their memories of the past and of the game, as long as their instincts as players remained, they could quickly assess the situation and decide to meet him.
Having seen players who had nearly forgotten how to take care of themselves, many had recorded their personal habits and any important reminders before entering the One-Third Game, then stored the notes in their Storage Compartments. That could help them reconnect with reality and quickly understand what the Dungeon was about.
After a brief period of awkwardness, the two sides shared what they knew. Mi Qiaonan and the others had almost all lost their memories of the past. They had all been told they'd lost the game. The only one who had won was Xu Huo, and he'd merely forgotten the game itself.
Since they had chosen to work with him, Xu Huo didn't hide anything about the second game.
That only made the already overwhelmed players even more worried. "What if there's a third game after the second one ends?"
"In the first game, most people lost their memories. What will be the stakes in the second? It's obvious none of our items were used in the game."
"How would anyone know? I've been here nearly a month and have met only one person who won the game."
"There can't be just one," Xu Huo said. "Otherwise, the hint that the risk decreases as the number of players increases wouldn't be so widespread."
"Maybe nobody's telling the truth," Mi Qiaonan said. "But if the winners are preparing