Tong Chuan was calculating the odds of success if they begged on their knees when he suddenly spotted a figure standing atop the building across from them. He shot to his feet. "Someone's on the building opposite!"
Only then did Big Sis and the others realize they had been surrounded. More than a dozen Players had spread out across the high-rises around them, looking down at them from above. These people had clearly come prepared, carrying sizable instruments with them.
Though it was impossible to tell what they were for, their cold metallic sheen alone spoke of their exorbitant cost. The instruments were covered in precise microchips, with indicator lights of different colors blinking in turns, while Players continuously operated the projected displays.
Seeing this setup, how could they not understand? Their earlier guess had been right. This had to be an extremely rare special location. Quite a few people probably knew about it, but the information simply did not circulate among ordinary Players.
A woman in purple walked over to a silver-haired man in black and said quietly, "We have enough people. The Dungeon should trigger soon."
The silver-haired man in black nodded, paying no attention to the people below. His gaze merely lingered on the processed prey. At his signal, another man in purple flashed over to where Big Sis and the others were resting and pointed at the dried meat on the vehicle. "Where did you get that?"
Big Sis stopped Tong Chuan, who was about to speak, and said, "We entered a Mini-game with abundant resources before and brought it out from there."
The purple-clad man's gaze swept across everyone present one by one. There was clearly no expression on his face, yet his lofty contempt was displayed to the fullest. He stated flatly, "None of