"Oh? An escape room?!"
Player [ Retreat in the Face of Difficulty]'s eyes lit up.
"Let me see what's going on?"
The three people behind him simultaneously gave [ Lion Hidden in the Eyes ] a thumbs up, then gestured for him to lead the newly joined players on a tour.
[ Retreat in the Face of Difficulty ] was taken to the lowest level power compartment, where he found nothing but Blood Corpse.
He then planned to go up to the top deck to take a look, but as soon as he opened a crack in the trapdoor, he saw countless Blood Corpse prying at the door like in classic zombie movies.
With Blood Corpse above and below them, the group's current predicament was like the filling in Oreo cookie.
[ Retreat in the Face of Difficulty ] After thinking for a while, he said:
"You know what, you really have to say—I think this escape room is a bit unsolvable..."
The four of them nodded in unison.
"That's right, otherwise why would it be called a 'locked room'?"
[ Retreat in the Face of Difficulty ] After thinking for a moment, he asked again:
"So you're still planning to continue cracking it?"
The four of them nodded in unison again.
"Yes, otherwise how could it be considered an 'escape'?"
The new player paused for a moment, seemingly uninterested in the escape room theme, then shrugged and walked towards the Teleportation Tree:
"Alright, then I'll have to ' Retreat in the Face of Difficulty '."
Seeing that the guy who might have leaked the secret was about to leave, smiles appeared on all four of their faces.
But then they realized in the next instant that their smiles might arouse suspicion from unfamiliar players, so they all put on a reluctant expression.
The result was that all four of them wore ugly, bewildered expressions, making [ the Retreat in the Face of Difficulty ] think they had all gone mad.
The " Shit Appraisal Master," looking as if he couldn't do without the newcomer, said:
"Brother, a hero can't desert his post!"
"It's not impossible."
The player didn't say he wasn't a hero, but politely made a greeting gesture commonly used by NPCs.
He then crawled into the hole in the Teleportation Tree, leaving the four people staring at each other in bewilderment amidst a series of gurgling sounds of teleportation disintegration.
After a long silence, [ Shit Appraisal Master ] was the first to speak:
"... I think this is a very good excuse."
"That's right, we can use that reason later too. Those who don't like it will naturally leave, and those who do like it might stay and be able to help us."
"Yes, it seems I overthought things. As long as we don't show weakness or reveal that this predicament is of our own making, then this problem isn't a problem at all!"
"..."
Amidst a flurry of chatter, the four continued with their plan.
Several curious players came here one after another, but they were either not interested in it or not good at combat or plant propagation, so they couldn't be of much help even if they stayed.
So the King of Fall Resistance, I Guess has been going around with the same four people from the beginning.
However, its popularity here is not static; rather, it is spreading among the player community at a slow pace.
During the break, everyone looked at their respective forum panels and finally managed to find a few posts related to the King of Fall Resistance, I Guess using the search function.
The people who posted these posts were naturally those players who had just visited the place. Unfortunately, perhaps because the escape room was so bad, these "exploration bloggers" all gave it bad reviews!
"Bad reviews are good, if they're bad, people won't come back."
[ The Shit Appraisal Master ] patted his chest with relief, while [ The Good Times Don't Last ] pondered for a moment before retorting:
"Don't you know the true nature of these players? Even if it's a legendary figure, they'll still try to get their hands on him! Don't believe me? Look at your own ID!"
Upon hearing this, the [ Shit Appraisal Master ] was immediately rendered speechless.
Put yourself in their shoes. If you saw a post warning about World of Disorder, you would definitely want to experience it for yourself and give it a terrible review.
Upon realizing this, everyone felt a chill run down their spines.
Even if everyone is just there to sample the flavor, their plans will be indefinitely delayed. To avoid embarrassment and being exposed, everyone will have to put on a smiling face. However, there might not be many people joining them. What should they do?
Just as everyone was feeling anxious about this, another major event that World of Disorder occurred without warning.
The four initially thought the Teleportation Tree would be troublesome, but the incident proved them wrong, showing them that their supposed sneaky activity was nothing compared to the true power of the official authorities!
This incident even cleverly extricated the four of them from a difficult situation.
Beneath the Klaf City, Ed leads the Soul Returner into battle against the Grand Duke of Adelaide!
In an instant, whether in the World of Disorder or on the real world of the internet, all game-related news sections were completely dominated by this event.
Players in the World of Disorder spread the word, forming teams or joining random queues to enter the battlefield that only the Half-Treant Aggregate were qualified to enter.
A single refresh on the official forum will bring up a large number of new posts, all taken and uploaded by everyone, so you won't even see duplicate images.
Such an outrageous and unexpected event also attracted the attention of the four people.
Seeing the information about the King of Fall Resistance, I Guess pushed to a corner by a flood of new posts and no longer attracting any attention, the four people looked at each other in bewilderment.
"I'm saying, after all this effort, is it really true that nobody cares about us here?"
"Take it easy, at least the chances of being laughed at are much lower, right?"
Unfortunately, in the face of the decisive battle at Klaf City, a remote teleportation anchor point was like a small stone; even if thrown with great force, it couldn't make any ripples in the ocean of information.
After a brief period of disappointment, the four suddenly realized that this was precisely their opportunity!
No one cared, which meant it was a secret. No one knew how long the boss battle and subsequent events in Klaf City would last, but they knew it was their only chance to wash away their shame!
At the very least, the King of Fall Resistance, I Guess shouldn't look like some kind of prison.
With the Teleportation Tree issue resolved, the four began the first step in modifying the King of Fall Resistance, I Guess.
Engine room expansion.
[ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ] I've actually been annoyed by those Blood Corpse for a long time.
Specifically, he actually had some objections to the drawings of the Graycast Corridor.
The underground compartment was clearly so large, yet it only contained thirty Blood Corpse.
There were many gaps left among the Blood Corpse, which could be used for replacing Blood Corpse or repairing parts at certain times.
But in the eyes of the [ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ], this is a waste, a waste of space.
Just as a seven-seat van can carry more than twenty bread-shaped people in some mountainous areas, the power compartment, which is only designed to hold twenty or thirty Blood Corpse, obviously has a lot of room for development.
To unleash the potential of this transportation system, there is only one key word: squeeze!
After personally inspecting the lower compartments, the engineer [ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ] shared his important observations:
"How can we build a strong fortress if the Blood Corpse are living so well?"