The Lament of the Past
That afternoon wasn't exactly peaceful.
They didn't know whether the hungry Monster had changed along with the space, but it had eaten all the bodies left in the rooms—not even scraps of bone remained. It also attacked closed rooms, and whenever it heard a sound, it sometimes tore the Gate Wall down along with the door.
"Looks like this one's hungry," Peng Fengnian said.
Because of the Monster, it wasn't easy for them to move around the hotel.
But the few people left on Peng Fengnian's side had finally shown themselves.
One was the Player who had led the pursuit of Xu Huo earlier. Peng Fengnian and the others called him Old Zheng. Another was the Player who had joined the fight against the Monster, codenamed Old Eagle. The last was the person they called Teacher Pan.
Teacher Pan looked like a very refined man. He wore glasses and carried himself with impeccable manners. He spoke softly and gently, putting people at ease and making it easy to like him.
Xiao Ling, Sun Bo, and the others had fallen out over getting in one another's way while escaping, and they couldn't stand each other. But Teacher Pan showed no sign of displeasure. He greeted them warmly, then said to Xu Huo, "There's always someone better out there. Mr. Yu, you've truly opened my eyes. We've been here five or six days and still hadn't realized Museum City was hiding a spatial trap. Hearing you explain it was like clouds parting and the truth suddenly becoming clear. I've lived all these years for nothing. I'm ashamed."
"It was just a coincidence." Xu Huo didn't believe that none of them had noticed the scenery outside the hotel changing. They simply couldn't leave the hotel, and they hadn't