Infinite Mask Game.

Chapter 385 Banquet
[Note: Due to the dynamic changes in the number of players in this instance, the closing ceremony will be slightly different from instances with a fixed number of players.]

The "Tea Party" has been changed to a "Banquet." Players can freely move around the banquet hall, talk to others, and add each other as friends through the "Friendship Tea" at the banquet tables.

[The closing ceremony does not include a dedicated recap segment, nor is there a designated host. However, participants may request to have their match footage shown, limited to one time per person.]

Players can leave the communication phase at any time and proceed to the instance settlement.

Players may stay at the banquet for a maximum of 30 minutes. No time will be recorded if fewer than two players enter the banquet.

[Wishing all players a pleasant dance party!]

Inside the spacious and bright banquet hall, the two newcomers stood still and observed for a while.

This occurred during a major event in the instance, involving many players, and was related to the progress of the main quest and the prophetic poem event. Therefore, after the event concluded, most players completed the main quest and entered the final stage.

Mr. Gray Rabbit, dressed in his primitive little suit, looked innocent. No one would guess that this unassuming, comical rabbit was one of the masterminds behind this incident.

"Hi, wanna add me as a friend? My name is Qianmo." The tiger-headed player next to me was the first to show his friendliness.

The two came out in the same batch, and compared to other strangers, they had a kind of "companion" feeling.

"Hello, hello, my name is Fu Kezhitong, this is my second time ranking." Mr. Gray Rabbit's red eyes were exceptionally sincere.

Qianmo laughed heartily, not noticing that Wei Miao had ignored his question: "Oh, I see. So, have you finished the main quest?"

Wei Miao blurted out, "I'm just a lowly soldier in the Imperial Secretariat. My main mission was to help suppress the chaos in the capital. The mission was settled based on the number of enemies killed and the number of rescues. I barely managed to succeed."

Qianmo: "Oh, you're quite lucky. The Chief of the Secretariat is a tough character. With him keeping things under control, the situation won't be too bad. You lowly soldiers can get a lot of kills by following the main force."

Wei Miao suppressed the urge to smile and replied repeatedly, "Yes, yes, that's true. Big brother looks very capable; he must have completed the main quest, right?"

Qianmo said with a radiant smile, "Of course. I'm a renowned healer in the dungeon, famous throughout the world. Even the Chief of the Secret Ritual has to treat me with utmost respect and a smile."

This is one of the inherent flaws of some players: they get so smug and lose all sense of direction after being flattered by their underlings. They derive immense psychological satisfaction from showing off in front of weaker players and displaying their prowess.

Many games capitalize on this psychology to cater to whales, making huge profits by providing them with emperor-like treatment, such as equipment upgrades to boost combat power, limited-edition high-end fashion items, and server-wide announcements of their fame. Every ordinary player is a part of the game between the developers and whales.

Upon hearing this, Wei Miao was immediately 99% certain of his identity, and smiled strangely: "Is that so? You're really amazing. You were playing Lin Ming in the dungeon, right?"

"I didn't expect even you'd heard of me," Qianmo admitted cheerfully, then suddenly remembered the important matter from the beginning, "By the way, shall we add each other as friends?"

Wei Miao smiled and said, "I think even if we add each other as friends, we won't be able to match. Let's just forget about it."

"Huh?" Qianmo was surprised to be rejected.

Generally speaking, when a higher-level player sends a friend request to a lower-level player, the latter will readily accept the request.

However, Wei Miao's arguments were reasonable and well-founded, so he couldn't say anything.

Wei Miao left Qian Mo's side and casually picked up a paper cup from the table. The deep red drink inside made people's hearts tremble.

She took a sip first; it tasted like pomegranate juice.

It's worth mentioning that she still has a sense of taste. The loss of taste seems to only occur in the real world.

Wei Miao intuitively felt that this phenomenon must reflect some kind of essence, but unfortunately, her knowledge was insufficient to deduce what that essence was.

She looked around and found a lone player. His headgear was a white television set with two "V"-shaped antennas, and the screen had pixelated patterns to simulate expressions, which were very lifelike.

The masquerade provides a great deal of design space for masks, supporting various expression logics, including reading the player's mood and displaying electronic patterns on the screen, which is also within the scope of technical support.

During the conversation, the player said that this was his second time playing ranked matches, and he had been busy with work before and was not very enthusiastic.

But later I felt that the mechanics and gameplay of Masquerade Ball were not a substitute, so I picked it up again to play.

Wei Miao used the same excuse she had just used to deal with Qian Mo, and the two of them exchanged no more than ten sentences in total.

During the banquet, another newlywed arrived.

His hood is modeled after the green fish head that was very popular in real life for a while. It is made of latex, with a protruding small mouth and bulging fish eyes that gleam with a faint luster.

The clothes she wore were a red and blue striped bodysuit with an abstract design.

This set is priced at 1000 asset coins in the store, which can be described as the top price among non-attribute fashion items. Its value is mostly in the material, which is breathable and wear-resistant.

"Hello." Wei Miao took the initiative to greet her. Most of the abstract players who have persisted until now are very strong.

"Sorry, I don't add you as a friend," the green fish head said bluntly, its mouth opening and closing rapidly.

If you were in the water right now, you would probably see a lot of bubbles.

Wei Miao paused for a moment, then said, "The prophecy poem incident has been over for some time now. Players who are coming out now are either able to submit main quests on their own, or they are doing secondary main quests."

Her statement actually has a lot of logical flaws, because the dungeon doesn't only have the country of Da Rong, and the main storyline within Da Rong isn't necessarily related to the prophetic poem.

However, when extracting information, the accuracy of the words is not important; as long as the other party responds, that's enough.

Green Fish Head chuckled and sized her up: "You're in the capital too?"

With a firm resolve, Wei Miao recounted her main storyline once more.

Green Fish Head's assessment was similar to Qianmo's: "You're lucky. I did work on a secondary main storyline, so at least I managed to maintain a minimum standard."

Wei Miao: "The defector camp?"

“Those are called revolutionaries,” Green Fish Head corrected. “By the way, what do you know about the Chief of the Secretarial Censorate? What are his abilities?”

Wei Miao smiled and said, "Oh... how much do you know about him?"

Green Fish Head: "Not many, we've met once."

A player I've met once...

“I think I know you.” Wei Miao seemed to be recalling something. “Weren’t you later wanted by the imperial court? Kou Yu?”

Green Fish Head admitted, "It really is me."

It's quite normal for a low-ranking soldier like the Imperial Clerk to know this.

Wei Miao: "You might not be able to match him in the future, and you still need to find out about his abilities?"