Xu Huo grabbed the key and shook it, "Thanks!"
"No need." The tall guy abruptly shoved his arm into the green wall of the maze, pulled out another key from within, and showed the number on it, "109. Come chat when you have time."
Xu Huo smiled, didn't say much, and kept walking with the crowd.
After turning the first corridor, the maze space started getting bigger, and this Spatial Prison was very different from the usual idea of a maze. Inside, it was a series of interconnected courtyards, a corridor running from one end to the other, the same doors spaced every few meters, but none carried door numbers. The rooms behind the doors were covered with some kind of gray haze, making it impossible to see what was inside.
It wasn't like a real building, but more like a visual illusion.
Of course, since the game is called "Spatial Prison," there's no shortage of smaller spaces partitioned off within the maze—some on the ground, some up in the air.
