Under the moonlight, Lu Xun tapped the shell of a small tortoise next to him a few more times. After making it retract its head, he chuckled and got up to leave.
He hadn't given much thought to how he should live his life. Phrases like "once a prodigal son always a prodigal son" were merely ostentatious, whether he was a wanderer or not wasn't the issue. It was about living comfortably.
He already had quite an advantage. It would be boring if he couldn't live freely in such circumstances.
Lu Xun continued strolling around the city. The nightlife in Qingling City was lively, resembling a city that never sleeps. He watched the girls on the second floor continually waving to people. How come their hands don't get sore?
"Fewer players have arrived in Qingling City than I expected," Lu Xun thought.
This meant his luck wasn't so great. Out of 1000 players, not many had randomly been placed in the newbie villages near Qingling City, so even fewer made it to Qingling City.
