The Cool Underpants and Vest

What a realistic world.

This was Mu Fan's first reaction after opening his eyes during the teleportation and seeing the scene before him.

Completely different from the endless metal city of the recruit base, he was now in the center of a fountain corridor surrounded by flower beds. The water droplets splashing on his face even had a slight coolness. Around him was a huge square. Players came and went at the entrance of a bar with retro wooden push doors. In stark contrast, a news broadcast board with a large light screen on the side scrolled the latest news and popular videos of the current area in real time. The bright sunlight shone on his face, and Mu Fan squinted, enjoying the warmth he had never felt in reality.

The winding corridor led to the square under the lush shade of trees on the side. Mu Fan followed the instructions on his wristband and headed towards Fatty.

This didn't look like a modern city full of technological civilization, but rather a fantasy paradise. Mu Fan couldn't even imagine such a scene in his fantasies, because the place where he grew up was destined not to see it.

Mu Fan walked quickly, and in the time it took to speak, he had already reached the navigation point indicated by the system.

"Ding, coordinates reached."

Looking up, a building several times larger than the Starfall Martial Arts Hall in reality appeared before his eyes. Silver-white metal streams of light shone brightly on the main gate, and there were multiple smaller doors on both sides, with crowds bustling about. It was obvious that this was a player gathering point, but with so many people in front of him, it was clearly like looking for a needle in a haystack to find Fatty among them.

"I'm here, how do I find you?" Mu Fan sent a voice message to Fatty.

"This is an isolated space-type building, just like the teleportation point you walked through. After you come in, there's a public hall and also private rooms. My room number is cc1029. You can just ask the service assistant at the door," Fatty quickly replied. It was clear that Young Master Harry was still a rich man here.

At the entrance, women in black uniforms were providing consultation services for players coming and going. For the PO Battle Network, communication with female players was definitely more friendly and intelligent than the system settings, which the system simply couldn't compare to.

The female player with the nickname "Dark Night Laurel" was one such service staff. She was a second-year student at ChangHe Medical College on WenChang Star. When she heard her companions say that she could earn some Star Coins through her work in the PO Battle Network, she was tempted.

Her appearance was still very fresh and beautiful. With a try-it-out attitude, she came to this recruitment service point in the Combat Zone to apply and was unexpectedly selected. There weren't as many twists and turns as in reality; as long as she had a good image and a friendly demeanor, it was fine.

But this job was so tiring, "Dark Night Laurel" complained in her heart after just finishing a player's consultation. However, looking at her companion who was still smiling next to her, she couldn't help but grit her teeth. Working part-time for a month now could bring in an extra 3000 Star Coins, which could not only cover her daily expenses but even have some left over. It was much better than calculating every meal while studying hard at the college before.

Let today end quickly, she prayed in her heart again, but it was clear that only half the time had passed.

"Huh? That person is so cool," Laurel nudged her companion with her arm.

"Ah, what's wrong?... Hahaha, why is that person wearing a beginner's vest? At least after going through the tutorial, you get a new recruit training uniform. But he's so cool, look at that little brother, he's very handsome." The companion turned her head and was stunned for a moment, then covered her mouth and snickered. Then she seemed to notice the lines of his body and the muscles on him, and her eyes had a starry look.

"Speechless, you're such a flirt," Laurel rolled her eyes.

The companion was a little excited, "Look, he's walking towards us. He must be here to ask for our communication ID, he's so handsome, should I give it to him or not?" After they started working here, some players often came over to ask for their communication IDs, mainly because the number of players was too large, and these few fresh-faced girls at the entrance would definitely attract a lot of attention.

The person walking towards them was none other than Mu Fan. At this moment, he was completely unaware that he was still wearing the small vest and shorts combination that the system had attached when the character was created. Of course, with his personality, even if he knew, he wouldn't care. These clothes were very clean, much cleaner than his clothes in reality, what was there to be dissatisfied with?

But he had no idea that after completing or skipping the training tutorial, the system would issue a basic brown recruit training uniform.

The clothes didn't have too many decorations, but the simple lines still didn't lose their aesthetic appeal. The PO Battle Network was very conscientious and didn't exploit too much on the novice clothing, but if individual players wanted various clothes, they would naturally have to spend Star Coins to buy them. There were millions of types of clothing here, with prices ranging from low to high.

First, Mu Fan didn't care, and he completely ignored some of the amused looks from the surroundings. Second, he simply didn't know there was such a thing.

Why? Because he simply hadn't completed the recruit training, and the system hadn't even prompted the option to skip. He was killed twice by the alloy rod inside and then came out. And then? Then there was no prompt, and he came to find Fatty.

Naturally, he didn't know why a recruit who hadn't completed training could enter the Combat Zone, or why the people around him were looking at him so curiously. Because he had never been exposed to this before, where would he know all this information that he should know?

An abnormal thing happened to someone who thought they were normal. A man wearing athletic shorts and a vest walking into a party, just thinking about it makes you realize how cool it is.

"Look, he's really walking over," the companion whispered.

Laurel saw him really walking towards her and quickly smiled and went to meet him.

"Hello, is there anything I can help you with?" The standard smile practiced through countless times of practice was revealed.

"Hello, I want to enter room cc1029," Mu Fan answered honestly.

"Oh, then please come this way. This is the VIP channel. After entering, the system will ask. You just need to tell the system the room ID directly. If you have room access, you can enter directly."

Laurel was stunned for a moment. As expected, the thinking of rich people is hard to understand. A CC-level room, which is the third level of VIP, is also quite expensive. They have money to open a VIP room but don't even know to change their clothes.

"Oh, okay, thank you." Mu Fan naturally didn't know the thoughts flowing through Laurel's mind. Under her guidance, he entered the VIP side channel next to them.

After entering the VIP channel, there were far fewer people. He walked along the guided passage to a branching teleportation circle, and a faint white light circle enveloped him.

"Hello, please enter the room ID."

"CC1029"

"Beep, identifying room, confirming personal access, identification successful, teleporting."

The light flashed and disappeared, and Mu Fan vanished into the light circle.

Laurel watched the figure in shorts and a tank top flash by and clicked her tongue, secretly thinking it was a pity. This young man didn't even leave a contact method. Such stylish and imaginative rich people are rare nowadays.