The dense fog gradually cleared, revealing their surroundings. All the players stood outside the entrance to an ordinary-looking, even shabby, four-story hotel. The hotel was not tall, but each floor had more than a dozen gray, murky windows. Virginia creeper covered its outer walls, the green vines clinging thickly to the mottled surface as though they were alive.
Dense fog still surrounded the hotel, blocking the players' retreat.
Meanwhile, Su Bai could see the other players' situations more clearly.
Closest to Su Bai stood a woman whose age was difficult to judge. Her clothes and makeup had a goth aesthetic, and her long hair, dyed red and black, added a touch of rock-and-roll flair. Her makeup was meticulous, with elongated eyeliner and dark red lipstick, giving her an air of mystery and danger.
That style, along with her studded leather clothes, would undoubtedly make some older people in the Real World shake their heads and sigh, "Young people these days..."
But a closer look revealed that, despite the extravagant gothic details, her outfit was streamlined and practical. She looked as though she could do several backflips on the spot without her clothes hindering her movements at all.
And although she looked young, her composure in the face of strange creatures and her practiced grip on the longsword in her hand clearly did not belong to one of those "young people these days." At the very least, she was an experienced veteran player.
Close beside the woman stood an exceptionally unsettling ghost creature. It wore black burial clothes and had a different ghostly face on the front and back of its head. The front was the face of a mean-looking old woman, covered in wrinkles, deathly pale with a bluish tinge, its eyes cold and vicious. On the back was an