"Are you the 'White Horse Tombstone'? It's an honor to meet you today, such a blessing in life."
"Not at all, the honor is mine to meet you. Shall we add each other as friends?"
Nearly a thousand players from different guilds gathered on the barren ground, the exaggerated commercial flattery even drowned out the roaring operation sounds of the heavy machinery nearby.
At the center of the open ground stood a teleportation gate, five meters wide and ten meters high.
Inside the gate, purple light flickered, with rippling waves slowly rotating around the center, drawing gazes like an abyss, filling one with both curiosity and dread.
"It's busier than a market here, huh."
Gray Rain, holding a camera, hopped around excitedly. Ever since she got the floating engine, which allowed her to go out freely, she loved joining crowds, especially at marketplaces.
