Although they weren't washed into a sewer, the players inside still felt like their world was spinning. Fortunately, they didn't get motion sickness or vomit.
It was unclear how long had passed, but the player's vision finally brightened again. This time, the environment was different from before; it was no longer floating data fragments, but an exceptionally vacant space.
As for the players themselves, they were no longer in their previous humanoid forms, but had been forcibly compressed into coins, with only their individual 2D avatars on one side of the coin. Fortunately, moving didn't require limbs; otherwise, even moving would be a luxury for them.
Seeing themselves and others in a disc shape, everyone was both amused and frustrated.
[Potato: Damn, where's my neck?]
[Big Head: You never had a neck to begin with, so why are you looking for something that doesn't even exist?]
[Hongzhong: Let's skip the nonsense. Where are we now? Can anyone help decompress me?]
