Of course, the most important thing right now is still intelligence gathering; one can't be too hasty.
Looking around, he noticed that it wasn't just the old beggar lying on the ground; there were other listless folks sprawled out as well, waiting for mushrooms to grow.
Squatting down, he lowered his voice, "I did, indeed, just arrive in Paradise and am not familiar with the place. A brother of mine got separated, so I ended up finding this place by accident."
"Now I have some questions I'd like to ask you. If you answer, I'll give you this pack of cookies. Don't play any tricks—there are so many people here, I could easily ask someone else."
"Sure, just ask whatever you want!" The beggar's eyes lit up at the sight of the cookie package, and he swallowed his saliva, "You're here for the first time? Don't you know the rules here? It's really odd, how are there people who come directly to the second layer? It's baffling. You can't pick up Crystal Stones?"
