Hamlet, the new town.
The sky had barely begun to lighten, yet the whole town was already buzzing with activity.
While some adventurers were still groggy from a night of revelry, the professional teams had already finished breakfast, prepared their supplies, checked their equipment, and were ready to set off.
These people were like guilds in a game, striving for the first dungeon kill; they had team discipline, and as soon as they returned last night, they reviewed the day's activities and revised their plans.
Of course, this didn't mean that members weren't allowed to have fun; on the contrary, appropriate entertainment is crucial for restoring one's state.
Having a drink or two, playing a couple of card games, or taking a bath was fine, but there was a limit, especially during the critical opening of a dungeon, which everyone was well aware of.
