Liu Zheng suddenly realized.
"I've heard that a veteran who survived over a hundred instances obtained a scroll that opens a random instance. Out of curiosity, he used it and got teleported into a divine battle scene, and then just vanished without a trace."
Xia Kai said.
"That's awful. Hang on, if he's gone, how did you guys hear about it?"
He found the blind spot.
"Oh, later on, another veteran entered the instance and found the old veteran's last words at the battlefield ruins."
Xia Kai explained.
"What did the last words say?"
Liu Zheng asked curiously.
"Hell's Game, screw your Immortal."
Xia Kai replied.
"...He was a Sichuan veteran. May he have endless rabbit heads in Heaven."
Being a fellow struggler in Hell's Game, he mourned for the unfortunate soul who was even unluckier than him for three seconds.
"Veteran, not all Sichuan people like eating rabbit heads."
Xia Kai reminded.
