In front, four thousand Adventurers were desperately moving bricks in the Dungeon.
Behind them, nearly a hundred thousand Adventurers were queuing up.
Even though the Steel Fortress Dungeon was notoriously fast, with almost instant death upon entry, few people could earn happy coins as a reward.
But no matter how fast it was, it still took time; even if calculated in seconds, it would take over sixteen hundred minutes for a hundred thousand people to complete one run, which was twenty-seven hours.
It would stretch directly into the next day.
This also led some Adventurers to give up queuing directly, and some, even if they didn't give up, simply logged off, as they truly didn't have the time to wait.
Time was unusually leisurely.
The Adventurers of Tidal Town, bored, began to browse forums, watch live streams, and occasionally sat together chatting.
At this time, they also discovered a strange phenomenon.
It seemed that the number of Dungeon Lords had decreased...
"I just specifically went to check, and the number has indeed decreased a lot. Now there are only a few dozen Dungeon Lords left, right?"
"Yes, how could this be? Did they starve to death so quickly?"
In a post titled "Saving Starving Dungeon Lords," a group of Adventurers discussed this.
It turned out that this post had already been created in the previous Tidal.
It was specifically used to help those impoverished Dungeon Lords.
It meticulously documented the situations of various Dungeon Lords, including the current status of a certain Dungeon Lord's territory, their estimated current savings, and whether they were in an endangered state, all marked within.
This made it convenient for compassionate Adventurers to offer aid.
Then, if someone provided aid, it would be marked in the status of these Dungeon Lords; if their daily income reached two soul crystals, they would be automatically marked as temporarily not starving.
Anyway, at that time, whether these Dungeon Lords would starve to death entirely depended on how many compassionate Adventurers appeared during that day.
Everyone remembered that before the Dark Tide, there were still about a hundred Dungeon Lords listed in this rescue post.
And then, as soon as the Dark Tide ended, they starved to death?
This was a bit too fast...
No, didn't these Lords eat anything after returning to the Lord World?
"Mourning!"
"How pitiful! I was thinking there were so many people who needed help, and I wanted to do my part in this Tidal to help them, but then they were just gone..."
"My poor Lord sister is gone too!"
"That's strange, I clearly remember feeding her quite well before the Dark Tide, how could she be gone so quickly?"
"Indeed, life is unpredictable..."
"Sigh!"
Everyone felt a flood of emotions.
However, at this moment, an Adventurer, through analysis, revealed the truth to everyone.
"You don't need to mourn anymore. Based on my observations, I found that most of the disappeared Dungeon Lords were the wealthier ones from before, especially those who purchased IP..."
"Yes, I noticed that too! The God of Destruction's Punishment is also gone, so I guess they must have transferred!"
Dungeon Lords had the right to transfer in the early stages of a Tidal, and Adventurers were aware of this.
It was just a lesser-known fact, as in the past, it was rare for Dungeon Lords to transfer on such a large scale; at most, only one or two would be lost.
"It seems Lord Chen is too strong; he scared them all away..."
"This should be the correct explanation, and it's true. If it were me, I'd run too. There's no hope of getting ahead if I stay, so it's better to save enough money and run, maybe even try my luck elsewhere."
As for how they saved their money, that remained unknown.
Perhaps they borrowed money after returning to the Lord World.
Perhaps they had been faking tears and sympathy for a long time.
Anyway, saving enough money and running was not shameful...
"It's a pity about my Lord sister; I'll never meet her again."
"Those who haven't run yet are probably those who don't have enough money to run. Everyone, keep up the good work and help these poor kids."
The Adventurers' guesses were correct.
After Zhao Hailiang and others returned to the Lord World, they realized that this area was not a place where they could stay, so they decisively chose to flee.
Some relied on financial support from their families.
Others relied on loans.
Of course, a significant portion of the funds came from the large sum given to them by the Commander's assistant when they were being silenced, which, while not enough for a complete jump, made up for a lot.
The few dozen Dungeon Lords remaining now all had some soul crystals, more or less, also obtained at that time.
However, the Adventurers were unaware of this money.
They wouldn't be foolish enough to reveal it.
Besides those who had enough money to jump, there were also the few impoverished Dungeon Lords whom Chen Yu had funded, including the much-missed Lord sister.
At this moment.
Lin Jiao, the 'Lord sister' in the Adventurers' mouths, had already jumped to another area, and her castle had just stabilized.
She stood on the watchtower and took a look.
She almost fainted from shock.
"Oh my goodness, where have I come to? How can a single wild wolf be level 70?"
Lin Jiao's mind was filled with nothing but question marks.
She let out a wail in her heart.
"Based on the level, at least several decades have passed here..."
The Dark World's area level unlocking was very fast in the early stages, but after level 30, this unlocking speed gradually slowed down.
Because the unlocking speed needed to be considered based on the level situation of all Lords in the entire area.
If the comprehensive level of the Lords in the current area was low, the system would determine that the current area was unable to cross larger classes and face more difficult challenges.
And if the comprehensive level met the standard, this level would then be normally opened.
According to Lin Jiao's understanding.
It would take at least several decades for an area's level to reach 70.
"I'm truly speechless..."
"In other words, the Dungeon Lords I encounter in this area have at least lived for decades; they're all old-timers. How am I supposed to fight them?"
"..."
Lin Jiao was speechless, only able to look up and let her tears flow.
If only she had known...
She would have rather stayed in Tidal Town and waited for the warm-hearted Adventurers to feed her.
She had already raised several 'warm-hearted' fellows in the pond; even if she did nothing, at least she wouldn't starve to death.
"Forget it..."
"Since things have come to this, I'll try it first and see if the Dungeon he gave me can truly carve a bloody path in any situation, as he said!"
Lin Jiao looked at the warehouse.
The jump cost 1000 soul crystals.
Now, she had a little over 200 left.
Of these, 1100 soul crystals were the jump funds and initial start-up capital Chen Yu gave them, and the rest was Lin Jiao's own savings.