The Unnamed Citizen ID
When Xu Huo entered the room, a stack of metal cubes that had been sitting on a chair automatically lifted into the air and moved to the table. They joined the cubes already there, neatly stacking together before shifting to either side of the table.
A projection flickered to life behind the cubes, but from where he stood, all Xu Huo could see was static.
"So you're the Player who dumped a train car on the tracks. Thanks to you, the Rail Supply Department spent almost its entire budget this month towing it away and repairing the damage." A disheveled head of curly hair poked out from behind the cubes. It belonged to a middle-aged man who looked a little past his prime.
Xu Huo smiled sheepishly. "I didn't know what else to do at the time. I just wanted to get away from the Train Chaser as quickly as possible."
"In a situation like that, it's understandable that you made that choice. But anyone willing to deal with us afterward usually has one of two goals: either they want to infiltrate the base, or they want to join it and escape the endless Dungeons." The curly-haired man's hand kept moving across the cubes. He was clearly only taking a moment away from his work to chat. "Which one are you?"
That wasn't surprising. A Ticket was basically a portable teleportation device. As long as they weren't inside a Dungeon, Players could use one to leave from anywhere. Ordinary methods couldn't restrain them, so under normal circumstances, Players wouldn't go out of their way to register at a Game Government Base. Anyone willing to come—and daring enough to do so—must have another reason.
Xu Huo met the man's gaze without hesitation and answered candidly, "If I'm