Xu Huo went to meet the last person first.
The place they had agreed on was an outdoor Beverage Shop. It was almost dinnertime, and for the East District, where people had plenty of leisure time, it was the perfect time to come out for a cup of pre-dinner tea. The shop was crowded, and no matter how someone was dressed, their appearance wouldn't draw any particular attention. Of course, it also wasn't a good place to talk or fight, since flying vehicles were everywhere.
Going by the features the other party had described, Xu Huo found the man in a Duckbill Hat and sat down across from him. "Hello."
The man had a fierce look about him, but spoke politely. "What should I call you?"
"Lao Wu." Xu Huo stuck with the fake name he'd used in the virtual game, then asked, "How did you guess my Dungeon mission?"
The man's expression was calm. "You made such a big show of saying all that in the game. Wasn't it to attract attention?"
"Ordinary clearance missions don't require that. You just wanted people to come looking for you and offer to cooperate. Whether they're East District players or the Rebel Army, they're bound to know more than Outer District Players. Outer District Players might not know what 'White Blood' is, but those people certainly do."
The man had already used an item in the surrounding area to ensure that people nearby could see them without paying them much attention, and wouldn't hear their conversation.
"Then it seems to have worked." Xu Huo said, "Are you from the East District or the Rebel Army?"
"Neither." The man across from him took a sip of water. "Like you, I need to clear a mission. But I only have one left."
"White Blood?"