Chapter 31: Hell's Death Row
"Is this the 18th Level?"
He had exited the Instance.
Chen Ran saw a gateway standing about ten meters tall. Three words were written in small seal script on its plaque: 18th Level.
The sky was somewhat dim, much like the nights of his childhood in the countryside when the moon hung high.
Chen Ran did not rush to approach.
He waited for nearly half an hour. After confirming that he was the only Newbie in this batch, he finally stepped forward. Upon walking through the gateway, the scenery of the 18th Level unfolded before his eyes. It was a dilapidated city.
There were pedestrians... of a sort on the street.
These people walked in a very strange manner. A normal person would swing their arms while walking, but these people kept their arms completely vertical and motionless.
Moreover, he noticed that mechanical, artificial smiles were plastered across all their faces, which looked incredibly eerie. The impression they gave him...