"Deep cooperation, sharing clues?" When Lin Chen came downstairs and heard Fu Jue's proposal, he was slightly taken aback.
He naturally knew this was the best choice for dealing with this Instance, and he also knew that, as the nominal president of the Unnamed Guild, he ought to negotiate with Fu Jue.
The problem was... something was wrong with his current state. Although he still remembered his identity and the basics of the Eerie Game, who knew whether he might expose a flaw during the conversation?
More seriously, he could not determine whether his thoughts at this moment came from an adult's rational judgment or a child's immature ideas.
"Sure." Holding to the principle of saying less to make fewer mistakes, Lin Chen gave a slight nod and turned toward the door.
Behind him, the Players from Nine Provinces and Listen Wind were each writing something on a sheet of blank paper. It was unclear whether they were trying to compile information or use the old method to confirm who else had "turned back into a child."
Lin Chen was curious deep down, so he subtly slowed his pace. Then he heard Dream Teller call out, "This shouldn't count as getting hit, right? Is it not okay for me to be eternally eighteen? Fine, but I really don't think I did anything special..."
It seemed the situation was far more severe than imagined. More than one person had been affected by the Instance. If Players known for their intelligence and experience had the misfortune of being hit, it was no different from being shackled.
Lin Chen did not blindly trust his own thinking ability, but he still could not help feeling a profound sorrow—for the Players who had been hit, and for the fate of all Players.
"Let's go." Qi