Xu Huo went to find the accountant again, took out more Eye Fruit, and said he wanted to buy a game employee and obtain permission for external assignment.
This time, the accountant did not take anything. Instead, he slammed the window shut.
Xu Huo did not leave. He raised a hand and knocked again. "Don't rush to refuse. Ask the factory manager first. Maybe he'll agree."
A middle-aged man passing by sneered. "If bribery alone could clear the level, Dream Factory wouldn't have been sealed off as a Dungeon."
Leaning against the counter, Xu Huo turned at this and looked at him. "You don't actually think no one would dare kill you in this Dungeon, do you?"
The middle-aged man's expression turned ugly. He quickly lowered his head and left.
However, before he could make it out of the factory gates, he heard the person behind him say, "I've heard that people who do too many bad things suffer from guilty consciences and can't sleep at night. In severe cases, they might even kill themselves because they can't get past that psychological hurdle. Wouldn't the world be much better if all bad people were like that?"
The middle-aged man looked back at him uncertainly, then quickened his pace.
The Players stationed both near and far also noticed the commotion. Their expressions darkened further; they had already realized what Xu Huo was trying to do.
That was right. Mental-type Dungeons could indeed interfere with Players' judgment, but for mental Evolvers, wasn't this also an ideal place to show their strengths? What Xu Huo had just said was definitely not a warning to the middle-aged man. It was a suggestion.
The mental energy here was already muddled, so it was not strange for detection instruments to be constantly operating. It was entirely