The soft metal took the shape of a pig's head in his hands. He casually pressed it against a metal railing by the roadside, leaving an imprint. Over the next half minute, everything metal within sight nearby, with the railing at the center, quickly changed shape—the unusable streetlights, decorative cityscape fixtures, ornamental plaques on buildings, and other objects. One pig's head after another appeared on their surfaces.
"That's quite distinctive," the old man remarked. Then he asked, "Are you trying to use this method to distinguish between spaces?"
Xu Huo nodded slightly. "I suspect the Restricted Zone's space is divided into just a few different layers, not one layer every hundred or thousand meters. The spatial doors appear for too short a time, and they're very different from the everyday items and Evolvers players come into contact with. That makes them easy to mistake for something else."
"The spatial doors are scattered and point in different directions. That proves my point."
"That's still troublesome enough," the old man said. "Even if there are only five layers here, the Night Tour procession could completely avoid the players. If the exits aren't fixed either, I'm afraid we won't be able to get out before the Dungeon ends."
"We'll have to look and see whether the exits are fixed." Xu Huo turned to the metal badge player. "Have any of your people encountered the Night Tour procession?"
The metal badge player hadn't been idle either. He'd been in constant contact with his colleagues, and at this, he said with a grim expression, "A Night Tour procession appeared in the center of Lan Shui Wu. It was a Horror Theme procession. It only appeared for one minute and traveled five hundred meters along a straight road through the city center. With the procession as