Shen Yue suddenly saw familiar faces among the group. The two acquaintances from her first small world entry, Qi Zeming and Xue Yangyang, were there, though she didn't see the previous Mr. Lin.

"Hi?" Shen Yue had just greeted them when, before they could respond, the light gate in front of them began the transfer.

The familiar light flashed, and the scene before their eyes started changing rapidly.

When the group could clearly see the scene in front of them, they were all a bit shocked, because they were standing on a street with high-rise buildings on both sides.

Before they could react, a sharp horn sound came from behind.

"Hey, you're standing in the middle of the road. Do you want to die?"

Everyone turned around to see a car behind them, honking frantically. The driver stuck his head out of the window and yelled at them.

They realized that their group of more than ten people was blocking the entire road, and they instinctively moved to the side.

"What are you shouting for? We're moving, aren't we?" One of the male guests retorted to the driver.

The car drove past, going forward for a few dozen meters before stopping next to a hotel.

"This is... I almost thought I was back in my original world," Shen Yue looked at the street, feeling quite familiar.

Kun Yao looked at her: "You used to live in a place like this?"

Shen Yue nodded: "Yes."

"This time it's Pink Paradise? Is this street Pink Paradise?" Xue Yangyang looked around.

"Everyone." At this moment, someone suddenly stepped forward, one of the guests. He was from the eighth floor, with a scholarly appearance, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, clearly an intellectual.

Shen Yue seemed to remember his name was Du Jun.

Seeing everyone's gaze focus on him, Du Jun continued: "The name of this small world is Pink Paradise. We've just arrived here, so I suggest we all walk together to see if there's a place called Pink Paradise on this street."

"You think we're here for tourism? Still looking for Pink Paradise. I think we should find a place to hide," a bearded man said in a rough voice. This bearded man's name was Fu Daguo.

"That's right, why should we go looking for death?"

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"I don't want to go to any Pink Paradise. Who knows when we might lose our lives? It's really unlucky."

Discussion arose.

Du Jun said seriously: "We're in a small world now. No matter where you hide, you might be killed by those things. So why should we sit and wait for death?"

For a moment, no one spoke.

"Everyone wants to live, but only by staying together in large numbers do we have a higher chance of survival. My suggestion is for everyone to stick together, try not to scatter."

"We can divide into small teams to look out for each other," Du Jun continued.

"We few are a team," Qi Zeming stood in the middle, leaning towards Shen Yue's side, marking out an area.

"Alright, you four are one group. The rest can form teams if they want," Du Jun said, looking at them.

"Why bother with teams? You're being so wishy-washy. If we keep this up, it'll be dark soon. We should think about where to sleep tonight. I don't want to sleep on the street," Fu Daguo was impatient again.

"Then the rest will be one team. We'll split into two groups. You go that way to look for Pink Paradise, and we'll go this way."

Shen Yue tilted her head: "We want to go that way. Let's switch directions."

"Fine, but I suggest we still stay together. If you find Pink Paradise..."

"Pink Paradise..." Shen Yue suddenly saw something, "Isn't that it?"

Everyone looked where she was pointing and saw a small sign.

It was a paper sign, just a few large characters written with a thick black marker on a piece of cardboard, placed on the dirty ground.

Behind the sign was a small alley, pitch black.

"This is Pink Paradise?" Qi Zeming could hardly believe it.

Kun Yao was also a bit speechless: "This is..."

"This paradise is really... paradisiacal," Shen Yue concluded.

"Have you noticed, a lot of people are going in there," Xue Yangyang suddenly said.

"Just in the time we've been talking, five men have already gone in," Shen Yue rubbed her chin, curiosity flashing in her eyes.

"So, should we go in and take a look?" Qi Zeming asked.

"No," Shen Yue said, "I think we should go check out other places first. No need to rush. I see many shops on this street. Let's look at other things first."

"What do you think?"

"I agree."

But soon, Shen Yue was proven wrong.

The four of them - Shen Yue, Kun Yao, Qi Zeming, and Xue Yangyang - chose to walk together towards one end of the street.

"Wow, there's even a foot massage parlor and a hair salon. Haven't seen these in a long time," Shen Yue was like a window shopper.

Since she joined the Traverser Management Bureau, she rarely had the chance to return to her home planet for a stroll.

Shen Yue was excited, her voice a bit loud, and with her appearance and looks, she was quite eye-catching.

Several men who passed by turned their heads to look.

"Lower your voice," Qi Zeming said softly.

"Hey, do you have any money?" Shen Yue suddenly asked.

"What?" Kun Yao was stunned.

"No, we have everything in the apartment. Where would we have any money?" Xue Yangyang said, looking quite disappointed.

"Ah, then where will we sleep tonight?" Shen Yue started to worry.

"Ah!" Qi Zeming, who was walking in front, suddenly cried out, holding his knee, his face full of pain.

"What's wrong?" Xue Yangyang was startled.

"I... seems like I hit something," Qi Zeming recovered, reaching out his hand, and actually touched a transparent glass.

There was clearly nothing in front of them.

"What's here?" Shen Yue also reached out, and indeed felt something like glass.

But just as she was blocked by this invisible glass, she saw a man walk past from the opposite direction, passing through unharmed.

People behind them could also walk through, except for the four of them.

"What's going on?" Everyone noticed something was wrong.

There was an invisible glass wall in front of them, blocking the way for the four of them. But the people of this small world were not affected.

In other words, this was a restriction on the apartment guests.