The two sides met each other's gazes, and their expressions shifted subtly. Anyone could guess that the Bailin Association had planned to let the players hired by the Zisheng Research Institute go ahead and test the waters. They hadn't expected to find most of them still alive when they arrived.
The hired players, meanwhile, had been waiting for a show. They could also be attacked while exploring the research institute, and as long as they weren't the ones under attack, they naturally hoped to see as many cases as possible.
However, the Bailin Association's players stopped in the atrium. They merely sent out a few robots carrying instruments to scan the buildings, apparently unconcerned about missing any clues.
"Aren't you going in to take a look?" A tall, burly White-Haired Player lifted his chin toward the Bailin Association. "Dungeons are unpredictable. Scanning with instruments alone might not turn up anything useful."
The Bailin Association's players had visibly split into two groups, each led by a man and a woman. The one who answered was a woman in silver armor. She smiled amiably. "Since the Dungeon has rules about daily routines, the risks during the day should be low. It'll also be harder to spot any patterns. Besides, there's no mandatory requirement, so there's no need to waste time on it."
Whether or not she was telling the truth, the Bailin Association's players clearly had no intention of going inside to investigate.
Before long, the robots they had sent out returned, but the group moved their discussion to the building on the east side.
"What's so special about their clues that they're afraid we'll hear?" the tall, burly White-Haired Player said with a trace of scorn.
"Once we're inside, we're competitors," the purple-haired man said.
The Dungeon didn't divide players into