The bar wasn't very spacious, housing only two buildings, the kitchen and the infirmary, which were apparent at a glance upon entry.
Lying on a sickbed, he quickly sat up at the sound of the alarm and grabbed the gun beside him. When he recognized the newcomers, his gun drooped, "Hi, boss," he said with a smile that bore the weight of bitterness, the overtone almost masking the surprise in his voice.
"Hi, Snow Egg, long time no see," Lin Wu chuckled, pointing at Snow Egg, "You've lost weight."
"Heh," Snow Egg let out an awkward laugh, realizing he should offer a greeting, "Have a seat... There's no place to sit, sorry about that."
Stone approached Snow Egg and demanded, "What the hell is going on with you? How did you end up like this?"
Snow Egg sighed again, "You only get it after going through it all. It's not because of my own competence that I stayed in Hardcore Mode, but because everyone else was so capable."