Their time had neither stopped nor repeated, and yesterday's memories hadn't disappeared. There was no time loop.
Under that premise, time was still moving forward for them, so they still had to complete the mission within the remaining six days.
Xu Ruosi thought the same way. She put away the display item. "We just need to clear the stage and leave early."
The seven of them arrived in front of the Mannequin Building. Looking up, they saw a mannequin with its pale, skeletal-looking head wedged beneath the lower edge of a glass window. It gave them the inexplicable feeling that they were being watched.
"Do you think these mannequins will come to life too?" Xie Ling muttered under her breath.
Xu Huo and Long Aotian had already gone in ahead. These mannequins looked much more normal than the wax figures. They weren't posed in any strange positions; most were displaying clothes and accessories, and wore wigs.
"These dummies are so realistic," the middle-aged man said.
The curly-haired female player and her group had already started taking them apart, but they were just ordinary plastic mannequins, only one or two sizes larger than normal people.
"They all have numbers." Xie Ling picked up the tag hanging from a mannequin's finger. "C201."
"There's a 202 here," Long Aotian said, looking around nearby. "The numbers seem to run in sequence. Do they mean anything special?"
"They use this kind of numbering at the cemetery too," said the male player who had come with the curly-haired woman. "Most of the gravestones at Decapitation Cemetery don't have names. They're all marked with letters and numbers."
"What does that mean? Are the graves full of dummies?" the middle-aged man couldn't help asking.
As soon as the male player heard the question, he fell silent.
The middle-aged