However, this is the kind of reckless life players lived, with death merely serving as a minor amusement.
"Why is that witch hunter here as well?"
In the prep area, Sister Pomegranate glanced at the audience and, of course, spotted Miss Anbo in the crowd, anxiously nibbling on a grilled rat skewer.
She, feeling quite upset, turned back and said to her younger brother:
"Your relationship with her seems to be getting closer. I told you to build rapport, not to get involved in all this weird stuff in the game! What, you like having a virtual wife too?"
"Where is this even coming from?"
Bull Bull, a towering figure, refuted indignantly:
"Can't I make friends in the game? You and Lumina spend plenty of time in the camp with those little bean sprouts. The game's NPCs are so advanced, isn't it the same as socializing in real life?"
"Are you pretending to be dumb, or are you genuinely clueless?"
Sister Pomegranate replied, hands on hips:
