This Game is too Realistic - Chapter 664.2: Have We Met?

A bit embarrassed by the sudden enthusiasm, Battlefield Cheerleader scratched his neck. “A K-10 exoskeleton, with full protection system. Got one in stock?”

“Of course! Right this way!” Handing off his station to another clerk, the man led him eagerly to the warehouse.

There, Battlefield Cheerleader tried on a K-10 exoskeleton that fit perfectly. After fastening the seals, he donned the helmet, checked his reflection, and, satisfied that he was completely unrecognizable, paid and left.

He strode through the bustling streets toward the northern trading district.

The moment he stepped into the inn’s main hall, the nearby players fell silent.

The first to recognize him was Darkest. His eyes bulged as he leapt from his stool. “Holy, Pang-”

Before the name could fully leave his lips, a gust of air whipped past and clamped a gloved hand over his mou...