บท 421: Chapter 405: The True Mysterious Guest

Sunday, close to eight o'clock.

The factory area is bustling beyond belief, with countless players and NPCs gathering here.

Players weave through the crowd, hardly able to distinguish between who is a player and who is an NPC.

Waiting for the player's name to appear on a person isn't viable either, as the flow of people is just too colossal!

Everyone can only roughly guess that those working here, like the ones operating food trucks, carrying repair tools, wearing bunny girl costumes and selling beer in the crowd... and so on, are most likely NPCs.

Less than half an hour remains until the race begins.

The spacious five-lane highway is already filled with cars parked tightly, with a distance between them that can make a novice driver sweat.