At this point, Xu Huo did not ask any more questions, and the other three also had nothing more to say. As a benefit for joining the team, Yi Mao issued each of them a miniature bomb and a medical kit, which contained items such as antidotes and healing potions.

During the preparation time, Yi Mao pulled two more players into the team. When the team members were almost ready, they boarded a vehicle and headed for the Protective Wall.

Only after exiting the arena did Xu Huo get a chance to see what Clown City looked like. Unlike the Building Block Fairytale City Station with its surface-level prosperity and overly exuberant enthusiasm for life, Clown City appeared very ordinary, ordinary to the point of resembling Ting City. After the vehicle drove out, pedestrians on the streets would even wave flags of Clown City to see them off.

The major difference lay in the architecture. The construction of this city had a somewhat futuristic metropolis feel. Looking up, one could see crisscrossing circular tracks in the air and circular public areas, layer upon layer. Overall, it resembled lotus ponds blooming everywhere but of varying heights, with some buildings that pierced through the entire city's height becoming the central pillars.

In other words, Clown City was layered.

The arena Xu Huo and the others came out from was on the third layer. When passing through the circular tracks, they could see the appearance of the lower layers from the side.

The public areas of the upper and lower layers, or certain residences, were usually staggered. There were only about a dozen or so pillars, with climbing tracks both above and below, winding and intersecting through all the layers of the entire city.

"The buildings here are all so tall," the female player sighed. "So many are over fifty stories. That City Heart building is the tallest, a full three hundred stories. Back where I'm from, you wouldn't even dare to imagine such a thing."

"But the design here is very rational," Zhuo Wangsun said. "Building the city like this is to alleviate crowding caused by an excessive population. Staggering the heights like this disperses the flow of people, maximizing the potential for increasing green space, perfecting vehicle tracks, and improving living comfort."

Si Ming, however, seemed a bit worried. "Clown City's technology far surpasses my hometown. If even they can't kill the Mutants, I'm worried the situation outside the wall isn't very good."

"Don't chicken out, brother!" said the male player from the two who joined the team last. "How could such generous rewards come without risk? We're going to capture Mutants alive. One million White Bills, divided among us, each person can get at least over a hundred thousand."

Zhuo Wangsun looked at Yi Mao in surprise. The latter nodded and said, "Exactly as Kang Yongjie said. If we can capture Mutants alive, I will represent the team to claim the honor, and you all take the money. As for my people here, don't worry about them. They are all hired by me, and I will be responsible for their compensation."

"Brother Yi is so generous!" the male player Kang Yongjie gave a thumbs up.

The female player sitting next to him also introduced herself with a smile. "My name is Hao Mei. How should I address you all?"

Zhuo Wangsun and the other two reported their nicknames again. Xu Huo also made one up: "Old Wu."

On Yi Mao's side, the two players were named Yue Weiping and Liang Song respectively. The latter was a D-level player. Besides them, the more noticeable presence was the doctor named Wan Xiao.

He not only looked down on Xu Huo and the others, but his words were also barbed when speaking to the two players on his own side.

However, Yi Mao was more tolerant of him. As his companions, the others didn't say anything, but Kang Yongjie was quite displeased, though Hao Mei talked him down.

This was a dungeon setting with relatively advanced technology, so ordinary people could also access evolution agents and items. However, they didn't have a game interface, so they carried all their items on their person.

Xu Huo gave these people a brief glance and knew the grade of items they carried wasn't high, which was clearly abnormal.

Naturally, just this cleanup task in Clown City was filled with inconsistencies from start to finish. The fact that not many players, and especially not many higher-level players, appeared in the arena wasn't really a big deal.

Through the group's conversation, he roughly understood Yi Mao's family background. He was a resident living on the third layer of Clown City. His family ran a martial arts training institution, so their conditions were good. He hired people to accompany him on the cleanup task, with the main goal of earning merit to move up.

Without local networking equipment, Xu Huo couldn't investigate Clown City's social structure for now. However, judging from everyone's conversation, Clown City wasn't a place with rigid class distinctions. Whether living above or below, one could enjoy relatively generous welfare benefits. It also followed the principle of "from each according to his ability." Those with ability should contribute more to the city. Those without ability could receive welfare. If one was thick-skinned enough, they could go through life without working.

"That sounds great," the female player said enviously. "If it were me, I could definitely hole up at home until the end of time."

Wan Xiao gave her a cold glance. "There are very few such people in Clown City. Even those who cannot create social value can gain social recognition by having more children."

"Each layer you go up, the social welfare gets better," Zhuo Wangsun, who clearly had a basic understanding of Clown City, said. "And social status also differs. Generally, the higher one's social status, the better the evolution agent they can obtain."

"So it's resource allocation," Si Ming sighed. "I didn't expect even non-players would frequently take risks for evolution agents."

"Everyone should have higher pursuits," Yi Mao said with a smile. "Besides, this is also to better protect Clown City."

His companions didn't mind, but to the players listening, these overly lofty and empty words sounded truly awkward. It was unclear whether he was genuinely noble or just self-aggrandizing.

The atmosphere remained chilly until they reached the Protective Wall.

Clown City had many super-tall buildings, and the Protective Wall was frighteningly high, standing there almost like a mountain range. Each layer had vehicle tracks connected to the wall. Through specially set portals in the wall, one could pass through to the cleanup area outside.

Every Warrior entering would pass through an electronic verification checkpoint, which locked the person and their Holographic Glasses together. This way, it wouldn't delay claiming task completion and could also record the combat situation of each Warrior.

"This thing is probably used to confirm whether someone is dead or not, right?" the female player whispered, tapping the device on her head.

"Move forward!" a Staff Member urged them with a stern face.

The people from the arena were assigned to three different entrances. After the Holographic Glasses were locked, the Warriors forming a team could go to collect the cleanup map—the cleanup area was large, and each team was responsible for a different area.

Xu Huo's team had many people, so their assigned cleanup area was correspondingly larger. Others mostly had groups of seven or eight, and there were also groups of two or three. However, groups with too few people were basically not given maps. These people obviously weren't aiming for the cleanup task; they could freely choose to go anywhere.

"So sloppy," Kang Yongjie scoffed.

Xu Huo also finished looking at the map transmitted to his glasses. Besides basic terrain markings and a few danger zone prompts, nothing else was detailed. There was no indication of areas with frequent Mutant activity.

"Why doesn't it say what supplies we're looking for?" the female player asked.