Mohist had already gone through more than a dozen hotel scenarios, followed by more than a dozen reviews. He was already intimately familiar with the environment here.
Before setting off for the library, he changed into another outfit.
Clothing did not matter in Simple difficulty, but under Real difficulty, inappropriate attire would draw criticism from non-player characters, and some places would even bar entry.
Once he made sure there was nothing wrong with his clothes, Mohist set off.
Walking out of his room, he found an exquisitely decorated corridor stretching beyond sight. The crimson carpet, so red it made one's mouth go dry, extended into the distance like a long dress, carrying blatant provocation and suggestion.
The rooms on either side were tightly shut, yet muffled clamor drifted out, like someone breathing into his ear with feverish desire that made one restless.
If someone started the game directly as a reporter, an ordinary person simply would not be able to resist.
But Simple difficulty only unlocked after clearing Normal difficulty. Every player had already experienced the miserable lives of Fangshan's ordinary people, and now they could no longer empathize with these upper-class people at all.
Many people merely found them noisy. Yet when they recalled their previous Dreamscape experiences, they would realize that they had indeed suffered before—but where had that suffering come from?
Answer me!
Walking across the carpet, Mohist used the library card in his hand as a fingertip spinning top, flicking it again and again.
With the card, he arrived at the library at the end of the corridor. He verified his identity and credentials with the magical artifact at the entrance, then stepped inside.
The hotel was filled with surveillance, but the library was an exception.
This place had once served as a temporary office for