Just before stepping into the oasis town, Rita activated her disguise skill, [Away from Home, Identity is Self-Assigned].
There were already three Mechanoids searching for her in this game, and now Dawn Cicada had joined the hunt. Of course she wasn't about to walk in unprepared.
Golden lightning flickered through her eyes, dyeing her irises in molten gold. Her two companions split off in different directions to act independently. If things got too chaotic, they could retreat to the pet space; if they found a way to help, they would stay outside.
The moment Rita crossed into the oasis town, a prompt rang in her mind.
[Welcome, player. You have entered Free Trade Zone No. 598.]
She froze mid-step before moving again to look for the zone's game stele.
After three consecutive large-scale games, she had almost forgotten that the first Divine Game she ever played followed this exact format.
