The actions of Xu Huo and his group were not smooth. No matter which direction they went, people would come up to block them periodically. Although most of them were not trying to kill them, they also attempted to communicate with these puppets through various means. Yet, just like fixed roles, these people could only utter fixed lines, unable to say or write anything more even under the threat of death.
After several attempts, Xu Huo tried to teleport the shop owner who was originally active around the store to a distant place. However, when this puppet reached the street, it was directly stopped. The path of the Portal Space was blocked, and the puppet just stood by the roadside.
"Do the puppets have their own activity range? Could it be the same for us?" Dai He said, "Are those puppets stopping us because we stepped out of their fixed range?"
