Because once everyone came to their senses tomorrow, they would definitely go level up to leave this game. There were only so many monsters in this town, and fighting over them meant even less experience to go around, while also causing disputes and severely delaying leveling. This choice was understandable.
Chen Fan came to an inn. After paying for one night's stay, he went to a room to rest. The clamor in the square had yet to die down. Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night for these players trapped in the game. Only someone as carefree as Chen Fan—or rather, someone confident in his own strength—could remain so calm. He had experienced countless worlds and fought innumerable battles. Clearing a game like this was exceedingly easy for him.
Lying on the bed, Chen Fan quickly fell asleep. Early the next morning, he opened his eyes and got up. In some ways, it felt even more real.
Chen Fan had once been far too powerful, and his physical abilities had reached a certain level. Even if he did not sleep, he would not feel much fatigue. The difference between sleeping and not sleeping had not been especially noticeable.
But in this game world, he had regained the feeling of being an ordinary person. Pulling open the curtains, he let sunlight shine into the room, and a faint smile appeared on Chen Fan's lips.
With a wave of his hand, Chen Fan equipped his usual gear, strode out of the inn, and headed toward the outskirts of town.
By the time Chen Fan reached the town gate, the leveling area that had been deserted yesterday was now packed with people. It was so crowded that there seemed to be more people than monsters.
"Whoosh!" Blue light appeared on the grass.