He took a long time to calm down and come up with a reasonable explanation for what had just happened. He figured that the guy named Woody was probably no ordinary game administrator, and his level was much higher than the Pan Feng and Hua Xiong duo he had encountered earlier.

Since he could add fake buttons or the like at will in the player's login space, it was very likely that the image of him walking into the mirror wall when he left was also intentional.

And the identity he revealed, as well as the inexplicable things he said, the questions he asked, and so on, didn't really mean anything upon closer inspection. Unless there really was some kind of supernatural power in this world, he was just making a mystery out of nothing.

Assuming everything he had just seen wasn't a hallucination, the appearance of fear… perhaps meant that his condition was improving and he was starting to be afraid. This should… count as good news, right?

In short, that was the most reasonable explanation Feng Bujue could think of. As for unreasonable explanations, Woody's words were equivalent to unreasonable explanations…

Having reached this "reasonable" conclusion, Feng Bujue stopped thinking about it. Anyway, that high-level game administrator hadn't warned him that there was anything wrong with playing the game in a state of "losing fear" other than playing a prank, so Feng Bujue had an even stronger sense of invulnerability.

He temporarily put this little episode out of his mind, lest it affect his mood for experiencing the public beta.

Returning his gaze to the operation area next to the elevator door, the remaining four buttons were no longer suspicious. They should all be normal buttons that were originally there.

"Storage Room" undoubtedly referred to the metal room for receiving settlement rewards and storing equipment. Feng Bujue hadn't claimed his Fear Rating reward from the previous scenario, so he could enter it now to get it. However, he was cautious because the Mall had already opened, and game coins should come in handy. So he wasn't in a hurry to choose a reward right away and planned to go to the other places to observe the needs before deciding which one to claim.

The first button Feng Bujue clicked was the conference room button. After pressing it, he received a system prompt:

[Your conference room has been created. You can invite friends, teammates, and players not on the blacklist to enter the conference room for communication. The maximum number of people is ten.]

[When you are in a conference room, mall, or Surprise Box, you can use the text chat function newly added to the game menu to communicate with friends.]

After the prompt ended, the elevator door opened, revealing a metal room larger than the storage room. It was very spacious and brightly lit. In the middle of the conference room was a long table, surrounded by ten black office chairs with rollers and backrests.

The surface of the long table was silver, seemingly a neat and smooth plane, but upon closer inspection, you could see ten circular planes of slightly different colors near the edge.

After Feng Bujue stepped into the conference room, the elevator door behind him closed automatically, which made him hesitate slightly, because this didn't happen when he entered the storage room. Looking back, on this side of the conference room, there was also a switch next to the door, which seemed to be used when leaving.

[In front of the "Conference Table," you can open a specific menu to browse the items in your bag and storage room without actually taking the items out, and their attributes will be displayed on the table.]

He came to the table, read the prompt, and then displayed the [Mario's Pipe Wrench] to test the effect. A 3D projection of the item's appearance immediately floated on the table and slowly rotated on its own. The item description was displayed in the "Conference Table" menu in front of him. If there were other people sitting at this long table at this moment, they could also read it from the menu.

"I see… In addition to team members communicating, preparing, exchanging items, etc., it can also be used to hold a private auction or something," Feng Bujue muttered.

The item display function of the conference table is mainly to facilitate one person to display equipment to a group of people, because in this game, if you want others to view an item that already belongs to you, you have to give the item to the other party. During the internal beta, you could only hand it over to the other party unconditionally, but in the public beta, the party handing out the item can choose "Give," "Trade," or "Display" depending on the situation. Of course, this choice is just a conscious operation. The player sends a nerve signal to the system to complete it, so it won't take a minute to hand over an item.

Feng Bujue moved away from the table, and the item display stopped automatically. He pressed the button next to the elevator door, the door reopened, and it closed again after he returned to his login space.

Then, he reached out and pressed the "Mall" button. A system voice sounded: [Connecting you to the Mall, please wait… The partition number for this time is: 17]

[The Mall is a large public area. To prevent spatial congestion, a partitioned generation system is adopted. You can set the default partition number you want to connect to in the login space. If you do not set it, the system will assign you to a relatively free partition in real time. Each partition can accommodate up to five thousand players, and partitions with a full number of people need to queue to enter.]

After listening to the prompt, the elevator door opened. The first impression of the scene outside the door was like an expanded version of the New York Stock Exchange, except that this space was even larger.

In the center of the mall was a cylindrical metal creation, surrounded in all directions by display screens from two to eight meters high, which were constantly updated with various data. The crowd surrounding this "information tower" was also the largest, and the scene was quite similar to the Hong Kong stock market in the 1990s.

After Feng Bujue walked out of the elevator, the elevator door behind him closed after only a few seconds, and then quickly opened again. At this time, another player walked out from inside. He turned his head and looked around, and found a whole row of about a hundred such elevator doors on this side of the building, constantly opening and closing, with players entering or leaving every minute.

These doors were just hubs that blocked and reconnected space. Each time they closed and opened again, they would lead to different places. When he needed to leave, Feng Bujue could enter any one of them and return to his login space.

Of course, some people had tried the experiment of walking into a door side by side, but unfortunately it didn't work. One person would inevitably be blocked by an invisible wall. The same was true for the conference room. If a player accepted an invitation to enter someone else's conference room, they would also have to enter through the elevator door in their own login space, and the door would close after entering. In other words, ten people had to enter or leave one by one.

Feng Bujue walked towards the center of the mall, looking around at the surrounding environment. He found that the roof here was very high, so high that it was difficult to estimate the distance from the ground. The four walls of the building were curved. Overall, this space was like an inverted bowl.

Around the information tower in the center were four passageways, separated by four ninety-degree fan-shaped creations. There were also multiple display screens on those four objects, which were also scrolling information. This central area was the focus of the mall—the Auction House.

And a little further out, there were many shops arranged like storefronts. These were all system stores, and quite a few people patronized them. However, the things sold by the system were fixed, and even if you wanted to exchange goods, it would be a quarter later. Players generally browsed or bought what they needed and left, so there were not as many players staying there as there were at the information tower.

There weren't a few players in this partition either, bustling and crisscrossing. Feng Bujue originally planned to go to the official stores first, but who knew that someone would suddenly shout at him, "Hey? It's you!"