Early the next morning, as Gu Xi opened his eyes after queuing at the barracks half the night, he discovered that the queue behind the registration area had already grown to an unknown length.
Looking down from Gu Xi's position, the foot of the mountain was already crowded with players waiting in line.
It seems that the news spread out last night; those independent players without guilds from Ancestor City rushed to this side.
As for the major guilds, they should have corresponding teleportation gates to get here.
They don't need to come through the barracks route and squeeze in with the independent players.
Even so, the number of players below has somewhat surpassed the usual count.
Not to mention, the queue is almost winding around the foot of the mountain three times.
Looking at the number of people present, it's no less than sixty or seventy thousand.
Where did these people come from?
"Haha, surprised?"
