Conan froze. "A sports car??"
Cars had only just been invented in this era. The streets were full of horse-drawn carriages. Where could a sports car like this have come from?!
But speaking of that kind of car...
Conan suddenly remembered something.
—When they had entered the game, Cocoon had provided a total of five dungeons, one of which was the Paris-Dakar Rally.
If he remembered correctly, Jiang Xia had been sent to that dungeon to drive by the crafty AI under the pretext of an "advertising badge."
And now, this approaching sports car...
Could Jiang Xia have come over?!
"..." Other than that, Conan could not think of any reason a flashy sports car would suddenly appear in a perfectly good Jack the Ripper dungeon.
Conan cautiously turned around and shouted toward the convertible, "Jiang Xia—!"
The person in the car waved at him from afar, seemingly responding to his call.
"...It really is him. The dungeons are connected?"
Having confirmed his guess, the enormous weight in Conan's heart slowly lifted.
He suddenly understood why this game launch had opened five dungeons at once. Now that it seemed to be an online game that valued cooperation, perhaps the dungeons had been cleverly linked together—maybe the train they were on was transporting supplies intended for players in another dungeon. Logically, they should have ensured that the supplies reached their destination, linking one stage to the next... But judging from the number of players remaining earlier, the players in the other dungeons had already been wiped out.
The reason no one from the other three dungeons had come to join them was probably that no one had made it out alive. Otherwise, who knew what form they would have appeared in here.
Conan was briefly curious, then quickly cut off that