"Is something wrong here?"
"Nothing's wrong, exactly. But there are two large public planes nearby, and players from around three hundred star regions in this area use one of them as a transit point instead of coming here."
As he explained, Xu Tao took a beach chair off his pickup truck, set it down, and sat in it.
Once seated, he looked a little embarrassed as he said to Liu Zhi, "I can't stand for long in this heavy armor. I also need to soak in the water every now and then to cool off, so I'm sorry about that."
Liu Zhi said nothing. He had already noticed that Xu Tao's heavy armor seemed at odds with its wearer. It looked as if it had been made by stripping the bones and hide from some mythical creature.
The soul of that mythical creature was still inside it, too.
Only a War God like Xu Tao would wear armor like that.
Liu Zhi had nothing to say to someone that formidable.
After lying back, Xu Tao let out a comfortable sigh, then explained, "It's understandable that they don't want to come here. This Asomia Plane may be considered a public plane, but it's really a gathering place for battle-crazed lunatics.
"Do you know how many mythical beings there are here?
"I'll tell you: there are seventy-one officially registered mythical beings. The unregistered ones, like me, who are temporarily stationed here, number close to a thousand."
Close to a thousand?
Liu Zhi drew in a sharp breath. He hadn't encountered that many mythical players in total yet.
Xu Tao sounded completely certain. "That's exactly why most people don't want to come. Think about it: if you haven't reached the mythical level, you'd just be cannon fodder. What would be the point of