The moment Zixin stepped out of the Information Center, finding somewhere to stay became his first priority.
He didn't care about exploring the city anymore. The floating buildings, strange shops, and hundreds of different races could wait. Right now, his own skin mattered more than any of it.
His name was sitting at the top of Earth's rankings with a score so absurd that guilds were already hunting for him. They didn't know what he looked like yet, which was quite literally the only reason he could still walk down a crowded street without anyone turning to stare.
He needed to keep it that way.
More than anything, he needed somewhere safe enough to sleep.
The tree last night had worked because nobody knew about him then. Now that he understood how much attention the rankings had dragged onto him, sleeping outside felt like volunteering to get robbed.
