The Magician—the man in the windbreaker—glanced at him. "You really aren't afraid of dying."
Xu Huo smiled. "Risk and reward go hand in hand."
He had been genuinely surprised when he saw the man in the windbreaker. He hadn't expected to meet the Magician Moth Art had been searching for through such a coincidence. The Magician, an A-class player who Moth Art had said was missing, had now become a Super Player—and he was also acquainted with He Pu.
"Made it to B-level?" The Magician didn't press him on whether he had another way to escape.
Xu Huo shifted position. "No. I haven't done enough C-class instances."
Under normal circumstances, higher-level instances were a little harder to clear and level up in than lower-level ones. He hadn't completed that many instances, and he hadn't tried to rack up numbers like the players from District 014.
"You seem to be in decent shape. There's no need to keep grinding C-class instances. If the instance ratings are high enough, two B-level ones should do the trick." The Magician called over a Server to order food as he spoke. "Finish absorbing the Potion first, then improve your Evolution rate."
Xu Huo nodded. At the very least, he needed to get his health back before entering another instance.
"Can you still eat?" The Magician took the menu from the Server without looking up.
"I can't keep anything down." The Potion couldn't completely relieve the pain. If he ate, he would only throw it back up.
The Magician showed no sympathy. He ordered a whole table of food for himself, eating heartily but with impeccable manners.
Xu Huo simply lay down on the sofa. With the Magician there, the players who had been in the carriage before and those who had boarded along the way