Xu Huo wasn't surprised by his insistence. He merely added, "It's only the second day. We can hold out for the time we have left, but can you really stay awake without sleeping?"
Old Mr. Xi looked at him. "You didn't think of a way to get out early?"
Xu Huo smiled. "You think too highly of me."
The old man looked at the floating hoods around them and said with some difficulty, "Even a body made of metal can't go so many days without sleep. How about hiding in the sewers after all? If we put on our Protective Suits, we might be able to hang on for a few days."
That was what he'd done before. If the painted woman hadn't chased him out, he could've stayed tucked away for two more days.
Xu Huo offered no opinion. If they really ran out of options, they could hide underground. But they had to consider the Silvery-White Filaments, which could transform from roots into razor-sharp lines. So far, their attacks had all focused on the surface. It was hard to say whether they might extend underground once their range expanded. Hiding below ground wouldn't make it easy to avoid them.
Besides, he felt that the Night Tour groups weren't so mechanical. They didn't act according to any fixed pattern, and could even form new groups at once after being scattered by a massive explosion... He was afraid that the bells they'd heard after the explosion weren't the only ones. The Night Tour performers who'd flown off in other directions might have turned into new Night Tour groups as well.
Xu Huo kept track of the outside situation through the Players accompanying the writer Jing Shi. After the Horror Theme Night Tour group appeared near Lan Shui Wu, two more