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Glancing at Armanti, Tuck couldn't help but feel contemplative in his heart.
"Some people fight tooth and nail just to squeeze into the High Tower."
"Yet those already in the High Tower long to integrate into the world at its base."
"Actually... "
Tuck slowly began to speak.
"Integrating into Ramore Tower City-State is quite simple."
"It's just not quite what you think."
Armanti looked over.
"How so?"
"The imagined integration into Ramore City-State goes like this: In a pub, you're drawn into a team by a few enthusiastic Adventurers, complete one or two adventures, return to the pub to drink and celebrate, and talk about your gains with other Adventurers. When the 'Grey Night period' comes, sleep soundly in bliss."
"The actual integration into the high tower city-state of Ramore goes like this: A few Adventurers pull you into an adventure journey, they invite you to dinner by the campfire, and you become the dinner!"
Tuck's words made Armanti pause.
