In the big mouse's eyes, this was a scene from an Amusement Park.
Whether that was actually true was another matter. In any case, today was not the time to investigate it, so Su Ming would go along with his view for now. After all, as Disney's mascot, Abyss was surely something he knew more about than Su Ming did.
So, if Abyss were regarded as an attraction in the park—say, a Haunted House—then TOBA was undoubtedly an employee playing the ghost, while everything else was merely scenery and tools for building atmosphere.
By common sense, an employee playing a ghost certainly would not use the crowded main entrance. If he were exposed in broad daylight and seen by visitors, who would still be afraid of the Haunted House afterward?
And with seventy million planes, each possibly containing others, with travel between them consisting of completely random teleportation, this truly was a massive haunted-house maze.
Thus, Su Ming deduced that TOBA's commute—in other words, its route in and out of the Abyss scene—had to be through another passage.
An actor playing an evil ghost in a Haunted House could not possibly have to scare himself every time before reaching his workstation, right? That would be far too perverse.
"Wuh-yo!" The big mouse let out another eunuch-like whimper. Raising a hand to touch his ears, he said hesitantly, "There definitely is an Employee Passage, but if I take you through there, you won't get to enjoy this attraction. Are you really not going to play the game in the scene and only want to reach the end?"
He seemed to find Deathstroke and Deadpool a little pitiful. Such a wonderful set, such a complicated and interesting game, yet these men wanted to skip it all just to see the final boss?