Ria and Runark walked down the streets of the adventurer tech and services sector. An entire section of the city was dedicated to selling products to adventurers in the frontier, as well as providing them with crucial services. The complexity and sophistication of operations had reached such a high level that one couldn't operate without a whole slew of gear with them.
Gone were the times when Martial Artists could simply complete commissions with just a compass, a commpad, and some food pills. Now, every pathwalker needed to be geared up to the teeth in order to do at a bare minimum.
"We should upgrade our exo-Martial suits," Ria remarked, glancing down at hers. "Since the Blood Humanist Society is footing the bill, we can afford to get more extravagant."
Runark nodded thoughtfully. "I think I want to get one of those suits that has premium temperature and moisture control, those feel like heaven."
