"This story isn't anything new," Xu Huo observed the surroundings of the street as he replied, "I have a stronger version of it."
"This person entered an unreal space, believing that everything he saw was real, immersed himself in fine wine and food, and unconsciously ate and drank endlessly, eventually stuffing himself to death."
He glanced back at Wang Ling, "Here, fine wine and food can be replaced with destroying buildings."
Wang Ling paused her action of weighing the explosion prop and said with a laugh, "Do you think we'll be trapped to death?"
"Whether or not we get trapped is uncertain, but even if the city is destroyed, we may not be able to get out," Xu Huo looked into the distance, "The scale of this space is probably larger than we imagined. Can it really be blown up completely?"
The fog obscured the view nicely, but it didn't give him the feeling of a deliberate mystery to cover up a small venue.
