This was an amusement park.
The rust-covered iron gate stood wide open, like an enormous, gaping mouth eager to swallow every player who stepped inside. Above it, a faded, peeling sign still faintly bore the words "True Heart Amusement Park." It swayed slightly in the cold, sinister wind, occasionally letting out an unpleasant, creaking groan.
Bo Yi looked away from the sign and calmly stepped into the amusement park.
"They're here, they're here... someone else is here!"
"How many came? Damn it, how many people does this Instance need before it can start?"
The moment he entered the amusement park, the cold wind carried the other players' whispers to him. Bo Yi looked toward the voices-
His eyes widened slightly.
Beyond the entrance lay a vast open space. A dense crowd of players, too many to count at a glance, stood scattered in front of the ticket gates, looking Bo Yi over.
This... Bo Yi's steps faltered.
Just how many people were in this Instance?
Bo Yi quickly swept his gaze over the crowd. Most players looked faintly irritated but remained reasonably composed-these were Veteran Players. Only a small minority, around ten or twenty players, had faces filled with terror and fear. They huddled in a corner, loosely clustered together-these were new players.
It looked as though the ratio of Veteran Players to new players was somewhere between 4:1 and 5:1.
Finally, his gaze drifted to the figure in black standing alone in a corner. Mitian leaned against the wall, with no other players nearby, as though he occupied a separate space of his own, cut off from everything around him. His head was lowered, and there was no telling what he was thinking. He had not even noticed Bo Yi entering the Instance, much less the glance Bo Yi