Fog seemed to be an indispensable part of the nightmare game.
If players were in a city, that city would always be shrouded in dense fog.
If players were in a forest, perhaps the entire forest would be filled with dense fog. The trees would blur within it, leaving the players able to make out only vague, shadowy trunks.
If players were inside a villa or some other building, all they would see when they looked beyond the windows or walls was dense fog that cut off everything. Like a wall, it completely obscured the scenery outside. Like an uncrossable gulf, it sealed off the unknown world beyond so thoroughly that sometimes people even forgot they were beneath the Red Moon.
Most of the time, however, players did not actually hate the fog. After all, it often shut out more than just the Red Moon in the sky, which gazed down at everything. It also shut out the completely unknown world beyond the fog, along with its many unknown dangers. The fog was like a layer of beginner protection, separating most players from the outside world.
So being shrouded in dense fog was usually not a bad thing.
Su Bai thought so too. To him, the nightmare game with its accompanying fog was more like a starter village for most human players. Although the nightmare game was a nightmare or even hell for many players, what had plunged Su Bai into desperate struggles in his previous life had not been these fog-shrouded games, but the true Nightmare World revealed after the fog dispersed.
When the nightmare game entered its next stage, the reason those players who remained in the Nightmare World, led by the Nameless Society, were more powerful than other players was not merely some talent. It was because