When it was almost 9 a.m., they started queuing up a few minutes beforehand to have their tickets checked. Surprisingly, when they formed two lines, there were a total of 167 of them.
Lin Huang took a glance at the queues and realized that two teams were going on a trip!
The leaders of both of the teams were the immortal-levels, and he guessed that they were on the rank-3 or rank-4. Both of them were holding red flags with white words printed — A day trip to the Abyss Brink.
The holy fire-level young men that followed them were chatting with each other.
'How could they develop the tourism industry in the forbidden land? The people in the core zone are really geniuses…' Lin Huang thought to himself.
Looking at the time, it was already 8.57 a.m. He then put the cup down and slowly made his way towards the queue.
