A few days passed after Stark's logoff.
He had only taken a short break to clear the [Tired] status.
Just a few hours of rest in the real world, and then he was already diving back into [Eternal Soul].
Being stuck at full level didn't matter to him, he refused to waste time.
All he did during those days was simple: kill everything that moved and sell anything he didn't need.
Every monster he crossed paths with, every bit of loot that fell to the ground, he cleaned it all up.
The gear and items he didn't need went straight to the trading stalls for Lives.
He only conserved the stronger items for himself as he didn't feel like selling them yet.
He wasn't planning to use them immediately, but he also wasn't stupid enough to throw away future leverage.
While Stark grinded endlessly, the city around him changed.
The number of players inside the [Ruined Cities] had multiplied by nearly ten.
