Creating an environment like this, where no one could contact the outside world, cost far more than a little money.
But even after spending so much, they could only impose the restriction for three days—no, seventy-two hours, to be precise.
Time spent logged out did not count.
Otherwise, given the Undead's personalities, they would absolutely treat the restriction as the game giving them a vacation.
That was why these people had never expected Xue Yunfeng and the others to dig their way out just because they had nothing better to do... an entire day had already passed!
Wouldn't digging a tunnel take another half day or full day? What was the point?
They had really only wanted to divert the Heaven-Defying Alliance's attention, especially that of its clever members... although his own people cursed Xue Yunfeng every day, someone always came looking for him every day he was absent, too.
People like Passionfruit could never understand the seemingly pointless trouble Xue Yunfeng and the others went out of their way to make.
Besides, they could not find anyone among themselves willing to stand at the front and diligently dig a tunnel... to them, putting in even a little extra effort meant taking a huge loss.
Why would they agree to that?
But even someone like Demon Sword, who disliked thinking, would never accept being taken advantage of forever!
The idea that you could keep fooling an idiot for all eternity existed almost exclusively in films and television.
Or in situations from long, long ago, where someone had suffered so much exploitation that they had lost even the ability to resist.
How could that possibly happen in an interstellar society, especially in a game?
Although the hefty rescue fee they owed the Alliance would leave them in debt for several years,