Nowhere to Escape
"Some members of the rescue team came in with Tickets to learn about the Dungeon. I heard that Ticket-holding players and those who got swept in by accident end up in different parts of the Restricted Zone, and the Ticket-holders face greater danger."
The auxiliary staff member hesitated before saying, "Before I came in, I heard a rumor that the rescue team sent to Lan Shui Wu had been completely wiped out."
"Bang, bang, bang!" The flying shuttle kept working diligently, driving away the Ghost Face Headsets that appeared nearby. With the painted woman helping to catch any that slipped through, the conversation remained relatively calm. Judging by this stretch alone, the Restricted Zone didn't seem as dangerous as the rumors outside suggested.
At least, it shouldn't be that dangerous for an A-class player.
"I'm not a Ticket-holding player." Xu Huo had come mainly to get the old man out. If he took a Ticket, he'd have to clear the Dungeon and wait for it to end before leaving. Players without Tickets weren't necessarily bound by that rule. The situation inside the Dungeon was unclear, and no one knew whether the Restricted Zone might change later. Naturally, a player without a Ticket had a better chance of getting out than one with a Ticket.
When he learned Xu Huo had come in to rescue someone, the auxiliary staff member looked at him with some admiration. "Let's search around some more. We might run into your friend."
Since the two of them had entered not too far from the theater, Xu Huo simply unfurled his Spiritual World, using Mental Portals to change locations and search. But to his surprise, just as they were about to leave, the door of a shop behind the Mall suddenly flew open. A