Although it looked like an abandoned warehouse from the outside, once Su Bai was wheeled inside, he discovered that the huge building was packed to the brim. Clearly, the players behind Meng Wei had accomplished quite a lot over the past two months.
Food and everyday supplies formed a messy little mountain. Tables and chairs were scattered haphazardly throughout the warehouse, with food scraps and tabletop games left on the tables. A few players were even sprawled across long tables, snoring away.
Counting both the players he could see and those hidden in the shadows whom he could sense, Su Bai estimated there were around sixteen people in the warehouse. Meng Wei had also mentioned that some members of their group were already waiting at the bank in the Central Plaza. Did that mean this so-called player team, which used the Abandoned Warehouse as its base, consisted of roughly twenty people?
That many?
Su Bai knew there were certainly more than two or three squads and teams made up of outsiders... or rather, players, in Fog City. For a moment, he found it impossible to calculate just how many people the Administrator had brought into the city this time.
And because this game in Fog City differed from the previous one in the Happiness Residential Complex, the deaths of individual players did not appear to affect anyone else's ability to clear the game. Naturally, no one would step forward to unite all the players. At most, they would form small groups like this one, with no connection to each other and potentially even opposing interests.
But after taking another careful look around the filthy warehouse, Su Bai realized that the players here... might not all belong to the same team.
Aside from the players sleeping listlessly on the tables, almost