A stroll and an old acquaintance

In the blink of an eye, Wang Zhifan crossed space and appeared in the Xia Kingdom's capital. He had come to the Capital Player Convention to have a good look around.

Ever since the World Battle began, the Capital Player Convention had shifted from a periodic event to a permanent fixture. Players from all over the Xia Kingdom could visit the capital at any time to obtain the latest dungeon information, find suitable dungeon partners, and trade equipment.

Wang Zhifan had come for none of those reasons. He had long since lost the ability to enter normal dungeons, so ordinary dungeon information meant nothing to him. The quality and quantity of his equipment also surpassed other players' by countless times, leaving him no need to trade. He was simply there to enjoy the bustle and unwind.

He stepped through entrance three of the Capital Player Convention's main building, a gigantic hemisphere with a decidedly futuristic design. It probably occupied as much ground as ten soccer fields; otherwise, it could hardly accommodate players from across the Xia Kingdom or provide such a wide variety of services.

The first things that caught his eye were the small hovering machines flying around inside the enormous venue. These compact, cute technological creations often served as guides for newcomers. When necessary, they became venue guards, maintaining basic order until the main security force arrived.

A hovering machine shaped like a fat pigeon flew toward Wang Zhifan and spoke in a synthesized voice. "May I ask what you need, sir? Are you here to trade equipment? Learn the latest information? Or..."

"I'm just here to look around. Any recommendations?"

Since he had only come to relax, Wang Zhifan answered casually at once.

"If you're here for leisure, I recommend zone C. It offers all sorts of