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Yun Zhi Yue and Song Huai wandered around the city for several days, finally zeroing in on a former tourist's residence located in Yu City. Their methods for investigating this matter were naturally clandestine and somewhat violent, but they managed to obtain some information.
Since they needed to dig deeper, they had to start from the top. Being newcomers with no knowledge of the area, they figured that those trapped in Yu City might know a thing or two. As for whether these tourists were genuine visitors or players also stuck here, it remained uncertain. After all, Yun Zhi Yue was unsure whether Gui Jing was real or fictional. This dimension was dominated by Dark Rules, overshadowing the World Will, making everything quite bizarre.
They entered a small eatery that was mostly empty, serving simple fare like wraps and sandwiches. The place was only about twenty square meters. As they closed their Red Umbrella and stepped inside, they locked eyes with a woman in her forties. It was clear to both of them that she was a player.
It wasn't that her eyes spoke; rather, it was the identification tags hovering above their heads when the three of them made eye contact. The woman, around forty years old and dressed in a floral short-sleeve shirt, had an empty look in her eyes. Above her head was marked: Traveler Liu Ying, with a life countdown of two years remaining.
Yun Zhi Yue and Song Huai exchanged glances, both surprised to see such life countdown tags for the first time. They noticed that each of them also had their own tags; Song Huai's read: Traveler Song Huai, with a similar life countdown.
Yun Zhi Yue's tag was even more peculiar: Tour Guide Yun Zhi Yue, initial life scale currently set at five. Each scale represented ten years, and when it reached zero, her life would end. Was the initial count reflective of the number of players? So there were only five left?
If each scale represented ten years, did that mean she could live for another fifty years? Could it be that this time in Gui Jing, the tour guide's life was tied to the players? This kind of gameplay was something she had never encountered before.
When Liu Ying saw them, she didn’t seem surprised and calmly asked, "What would you like to eat?"
Yun Zhi Yue raised an eyebrow and replied, "Two sandwiches and two cups of milk."
Without saying another word, Liu Ying went into the back kitchen and instructed them to find a seat.
In just seven minutes, she returned with steaming sandwiches and milk on the table. "You need to pay first," she said. "That'll be your remaining lifespan."
The two were taken aback—was paying for a meal going to cost them their lifespan?
"No, it wasn't like this in other shops, was it?"
Sensing the confusion of the two, Liu Ying explained, "The tourists trapped in Yu City have their own circles. We usually trade in lifespans. Normal shops can provide you with food, but I believe you've already experienced that without money to pay. Resorting to murder or robbery would violate the rules and cost you your lifespan."
"You must be newcomers," Liu Ying continued. "You should have ten years of lifespan, but look at him—he's lost years already since you just entered the instance. Is that normal?"
Song Huai nodded. "Thank you for the information. How do we trade?"
Liu Ying extended his hand and wrote in his palm. Although it was just his finger touching, black characters appeared: "Place your hand here."
Song Huai complied, and Yun Zhi Yue witnessed Song Huai's lifespan blink away in an instant.
Blinking her eyes, Yun Zhi Yue said excitedly, "This is thrilling! I've never experienced this kind of Gui Jing before."
It was indeed exhilarating; in this Gui Jing, the tour guide had the worst luck—you could truly enjoy yourself.
Yun Zhi Yue's smile faltered slightly. "Could you elaborate on that?"
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