"It should be true," Liu Jie said. "The government wouldn't release information they hadn't verified."
"What does that mean?" the short-haired woman asked. "Did everyone who saw the Night Tour die?"
"Not necessarily." Xu Huo compared the boundaries of the Restricted Zone. "Judging by how quickly it's expanding, it isn't moving fast. And when the Restricted Zone appeared, most people managed to get out. Compared with the total population within its boundaries, very few people were actually swallowed up."
"Ordinary people aside, the Players who went in couldn't all have been killed in such a short time. Besides, there are A-class players on a rescue mission."
"Taken together, these two things suggest that the people inside the Restricted Zone haven't been completely consumed yet. It's been nearly five hours since the Restricted Zone appeared, and not everyone who saw the Night Tour necessarily died right away. They might have been drawn into the Night Tour, like the people on the outskirts of the city."
"It should take quite a while for the Night Tour to kill or assimilate the Players completely."
Xu Huo frowned. "That's not good news."
Information had to be viewed in context. For those trapped in the Restricted Zone, not dying immediately meant there was still a chance of rescue. But for the area outside the zone—and the entire Dungeon instance—the fact that the Night Tour wasn't appearing elsewhere for the time being most likely meant it was gathering strength.
The Dungeon lasted seven days. Generally speaking, the longer it went on, the more dangerous it became. And this was an A-class survival Dungeon with a Restricted Zone. Were the Players who'd had hoods put over their heads really dead?
Or would they eventually become part of the Night Tour?
The Night Tour hadn't appeared in any