The player told him that the spatial gaps created by the rules worked just like cross-spatial teleportation artifacts or devices: they opened a portal between different spaces. The gaps might be relatively stable portals, but they had no fixed direction or range. In other words, no one knew where a gap would lead. It might lead to an inhabited sub-district, a deserted sub-district that Tickets couldn't reach, or even a place where humans simply couldn't survive.
Generally speaking, though, they could be used to cross between spaces. If you were lucky—and happened to be a wanted criminal, say—you might even be able to use one to escape a Dungeon.
These spatial rifts could form naturally or be created by people. In terms of how they formed, naturally occurring rifts were more like a byproduct of dimensional storms. They shouldn't exist in space at all, and their presence made space unstable.
"Have you run into a problem you can't solve?" the other player asked warmly. "I have a few friends with some experience in this area. If you have time, we could exchange ideas."
Xu Huo exchanged contact information and said they could get in touch another day.
Given Buliu City's situation, these spatial gaps definitely hadn't formed naturally. Yet they appeared at irregular intervals. Judging by how the city center had been swallowed up, they were confined to a specific area. He didn't know whether that was deliberate, to erase traces, or whether the temporal restrictions of the One-Third Game forced them to remain within those bounds.
Regardless, it would probably be difficult to go inside and investigate.
He had completely forgotten what the second game had involved. He could only estimate how long he'd spent in the game by how much food and water he'd used. Other than the