Everyone watched Yan Huan scratch his head on the screen, then walk out of the restroom in distress.
"It cut off here." The fat man looked at Big Waves.
"Did you only install hidden cameras in the men's restroom at Dreamville?"
"Like I said before." Big Waves shrugged.
"I personally enjoy prying into other people's privacy because it gives me a strange thrill."
"So I wouldn't install that kind of thing in normal places everyone can casually see."
"Stop pretending, everyone. During the Penacony war, everyone who died was transported through Dreamville."
Big Waves propped her chin on her hand and lay across the table. "I definitely wasn't the only one spying on that dreamscape."
"Enough, my surveillance footage has more." Long Legs shared her recordings onto everyone else's screens.
"We have to keep an eye on the original dreamscape. It will always be a threat."
On the screen, Yan Huan emerged from the restroom and looked around the road as though searching for something.
Under the gazes of passersby, he first climbed a tree and snapped off two curved branches.
He tried holding the branches in his palm like chopsticks, but their ends formed a figure eight.
"..."
After realizing the branches were useless, Yan Huan casually tossed them onto the road and headed straight for the center of the nearby dance floor.
At that point, the footage cut off again.
Judging by the angle of the recording, the camera seemed to be hidden at the top of the public restroom.
"It cut off again, again." The fat man said helplessly.
"Any other heroes?"
"Don't rush." Long Legs swiped across her screen and sent the next recording to everyone.
"I've always been reliable. As long as it's somewhere in Dreamville with heavy foot traffic, I secretly installed cameras there."