In less than a second, a new tag had already coalesced. When he became aware of the existence of this tag named "Gatekeeper," a voice—or rather, a consciousness, a thought—just appeared out of nowhere in his mind—
"You have witnessed a door opening before you. Whether you claim it for yourself, make it public, or simply ignore it, it all depends on your choice."
"A door?" Feng Xue looked at the ordinary door in puzzlement, but since he had already formed two tags, simply by thinking about it, endless information burst forth. For example, each person had to wait a day to cool down before they could cross through the door again, and, for instance, if the girl before him died in Infinite City, the consequences would be terrifying…
