Ding Yi replies honestly, “we’ll need some more time.”
Xü Beijin thinks for a bit, and asks, “how many people have you made contact with for now?”
“Most of the Missiontakers, and if we add up everyone we knew, we’re still missing somewhere on the magnitude f thousands,” then Ding Yi hands it over to Dai Wu, “as for the Tower residents…”
Dai Wu picks up the cue, “similar story here, but the problem is that, some Tower residents are already barely lucid. They might not have understood what we were saying.”
Su Enya adds, “same here. Most Actors have been contacted.”
XĂĽ Beijin thinks about it.
In that case, these last group of people will probably be difficult to make contact with.
They might be hiding in some deserted corner of the Tower, living an isolated hermit lifestyle, and only indulging in their own worlds.
So even if they know there’s such a person, it might be hard to find them.
Through the control panel, he is able to check how many players – Tower residents and outsiders – are on each floor, and where they are.
Through this, he’ll be able to verify the information with Ding Yi and the others.
With XĂĽ Beijin in control at the top floor, too, communication becomes a non-issue, as he can act as their information transit hub.
So Xü Beijin says after a moment, “do you have designated contacts by floor? I’ll need to know who they are. I just need at least one on each floor, whether they are a Tower resident or Missiontaker doesn’t matter.”
The Missiontakers, who are far less organised on this, look at each other and stay quiet.
Ding Yi, Dai Wu and Su Enya quickly recall and compile a list of contacts by floor.
Now is not the time for Su Enya to squabble with Dai Wu either, and she──he, has his brows furrowed in thought.
XĂĽ Beijin is quickly going through the players they mention, leaving a bookmark on all the targets.
Finally, Xü Beijin says, “there are still a few floors without a contact.”
Floors where none of the three have influence, or whose contacts have left, one way or another. Regardless, it’s to be expected that some floors end up missed.
Now is the time for the Missiontakers to shine.
The Missiontakers, from Fei and Wu Jian, to A-One, A-Two, and even He Shujün and Ye Lan, who are from much higher floors, all have Missiontakers they’re familiar with.
A-One and A-Two even guarantee that if Xü Beijin can put them back in contact with the Golddiggers’ organisation, their contacts would serve them extremely well for sure.
Xü Beijin does as they say, making direct contact with the Golddiggers’ Leader, who is extremely suspicious and wary of the sudden disembodied voice, but after he tells him about A-One, A-Two and Mu Jiashi, he is at least willing to listen.
As a sort of relay, Xü Beijin tells him what Mu Jiashi and the other two tells him that would be enough for the Leader to trust him. Then finally Xü Beijin tells him about what they’re doing.
So then the prestigious Leader of the Golddiggers that is famous throughout the Tower exclaims in shock, “you’re saving the world without telling me?!”
Xü Beijin “…”
He can’t help but start wondering if the Golddiggers’ organisation is as serious as he thought.
Though remembering how A-One and A-Two themselves reacted to Xü Beijin’s Nightmare and when they were told what they were doing, it feels like this Leader is reacting exactly as predicted…
Because the business with the Ultimate Nightmare was already widespread as a rumour beforehand, so hearing what XĂĽ Beijin asks him to do, the Leader agrees to do what he asks soon enough.
He is even asking him, sounding all nervous, “are we about to succeed? Or are we still some ways off?”
Xü Beijin finds it a little amusing, and tells him, “on the way to succeeding.”
The man is shocked, not knowing if XĂĽ Beijin is joking or not.
Then the Leader joins the conversation remotely.
Finally, as night falls, through all the Missiontakers and Tower residents’ help, they’ve found a contact for each floor of the Tower they’ve been to so far.
Though Mu Jiashi sighs and adds, “there’s nothing we can do, for the floors that are even higher.”
The topmost floors that are the forefront of pioneers are beyond their reach.
Those Tower residents and Missiontakers might still be working hard to climb the floors and going through Nightmares, not caring about anything else.
The people here have no idea how to even establish contact with them.
Xü Beijin says, “don’t worry, I can find them from here.”
However, that is when Lin Qin chimes in, “you sound tired, don’t you?”
XĂĽ Beijin pauses.
The Missiontakers and Tower residents around all start clearing their throats, while Mu Jiashi says, “right. It’s getting late. Everyone, let’s take a rest, and… let’s go, and go…”
“Yeah, we’re leaving.”
“It’s not like we need to get it done now, anyway. Time to sleep.”
“Yeah, I’m super tired!”
“See you all tomorrow…”
“You can’t save the world on an exhausted mind!”
“Right, see you dalao!”
Everyone is leaving suddenly like birds dispersing when disturbed.
Lin Qin, seeing this, blinks, and also stands up himself.
XĂĽ Beijin just stayed speechless for a moment, when he realises all his allies have disappeared from the residence.
Not knowing if he should laugh, he then can’t help but yawn a little.
He is tired. Since entering his Nightmare, or perhaps, ever since he was in the Tower… all this exhaustion has been piling on him.
It really might be a good time for a rest.
And he also has the access to the Server… Maybe he can close his Nightmare off with some command? So that he doesn’t end up in the grey fog when sleeping?
XĂĽ Beijin finds the offer immensely appealing.
But he first answers Lin Qin, “I’m a bit tired I guess…”
Lin Qin rebukes him, “not just a bit, but very. You should take a rest, Beijin.”
Then Xü Beijin says, “I think so too. I’m going to close up my Nightmare, and then sleep well for once.”
“Will that work?” Lin Qin blinks; having no way to see what Xü Beijin looks like from where he is now, he is only speculating on how he’s doing by listening to his voice. He says, “then that’s good. Go rest well.”
Xü Beijin answers him, and asks, “where are you going, then?”
“Back to the bookstore…” answers Lin Qin.
They were assembled somewhere owned by Ding Yi, which they’ve requisitioned as some kind of makeshift headquarters.
Now that everyone has left, though, Lin Qin also leaves Ding Yi’s house behind to head back to Xü Beijin’s bookstore to take his rest.
Lin Qin says, “I don’t like staying elsewhere. I want to stay where I can feel your presence.”