A few TVs set up about the trading hub showed Game news. A rumor was circulating that the Legion of Man, the terrorists that had attacked the airbase, were located on Mars. Also some group called the Revenants had been sighted in the Milky Way Galaxy, while the Empire was preparing for war. At this point, Alan could care less about intergalactic politics. It wasn’t like he was going to influence anything anytime soon.

“Alright, so you spaced out a bit earlier, what was that about?” Daisy asked while demolishing two double cheeseburgers. Alan had a feeling she only ate so much because this was virtual reality.

“Well, a lot of my interface changed, like I can see a lot more health bars and people’s usernames and classes.”

“Oh, the information you got from that broker included that as well?”

“Yeah, according to my AI there are a bunch of lucrative public events that happen every so often, and the information like levels and classes of the participants are data mined. When users participate in a war such information is made public too. Thus, while the info might not be the most up to date it gives you a pretty good guideline.”

“Interesting, could you transfer me this information as well? I’ll pay you, of course.”

Hmm, actually, could you update everyone’s interface? Alan asked Eve.

I could. However, as a full update would take days, I will only update the interface with the more relevant information, such as the standard HP and damage conversions, as well as levels and classes of people they’re likely to encounter. The information will grow outdated though.

It should still help, so do it.

Everyone in the group received a message asking if it was okay for Eve to update their interface again. Alan let everyone know it was okay, and would probably help them.

A few minutes later, Daisy was glancing about everywhere, turning her head left and right. “Huh, that is quite interesting, and definitely a lot more game-like," she said. "Anyways, we should probably find what we came here for.”

With Eve’s help they quickly found a repair shop that had the part they needed. Ace found them in the store, not saying anything about wherever it was he went. Ace wanted to return immediately to the base, needing to speak with Thiago or something, but Alan still needed to figure out what armor and weapon he’d buy. Ace couldn’t care less what Alan did, but insisted that Daisy return with him. Shrugging, Alan let them head back without him. He was fine by himself, possibly even better off.

He sold off the various items he'd gathered so far, including the DNA the boss dropped. Sure, it may have been able to create a really powerful implant, but such a procedure would take hours, hours he didn’t have while he was undergoing the Tutorial. Once everything he’d gathered had been sold, Alan had a little over 9000 credits, far more money than he’d ever had in his life. More than enough to pay off his student loans.