"Game-exclusive perfume. It gets rid of odors." The respectable-looking man slowly wiped away his sweat with a handkerchief. "I can't stand soaking in stinking sweat every day. You could try it too."
The scarred Player hurriedly waved his hands. "I've never used any perfume in my life, just mosquito repellent. I'm not that fussy."
"This isn't about being fussy," Xu Huo remarked casually. "A person's scent can reveal a lot of information."
People rarely paid attention to such details, but some items could be deceptively tricky to use. You never knew.
Erasing your traces in the game wasn't overkill.
"Good point." The scarred Player immediately accepted the advice humbly.
"All that fancy stuff is pointless. Strength is what really matters." Some Players sneered at the idea.
The temperature was high, and everyone was on edge. On top of that, many hadn't cleared the Dungeon, so the atmosphere was bound to be tense. Still, the Players showed restraint and didn't start fighting over a minor disagreement.
"Any local Players here?" After a while, the scarred Player stood and asked.
Everyone looked around, but no one stepped forward.
"That's to be expected," the respectable-looking man said. "The situation in Zone 023 today is basically all because they accepted outsiders. It makes sense that local Players would reject Outer District Players. If we need someone to show us around, I think we should pay for information from Dimension Below. There must be people who've been to the new District Government."
"Like we don't know that?" A Player with half his face covered in burn scars rested both hands on the handle of a massive hammer planted on the ground. "We already checked. Outer District Players generally can't get into the core city of the new District Government."
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