There was no countdown here, and the time image on her player interface was also paused, which gave Yu Xunge enough time to think.
She knew what she was doing at the moment and why she left the cruise ship. She thought about war skills and world skills. According to Mist Blade, war skills were more offensive, while world skills were more defensive. This seemed to be a perfect match for the first two options.
So this little reasoning got stuck on the third path again.
After pondering for a long time, Yu Xunge decided to take the third path.
She didn't want to invade other worlds, nor did she want Zaijiu and his players to live in constant fear of war and invasion...
She left the war cruise ship and embarked on an unknown journey, and now, she is once again embarking on a new unknown.
What if, there really is a beautiful dream ahead, the beautiful dream she has been thinking about these days.
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Yantu sat on the roof and watched the ice dragon that was about to fly over his head.
She couldn't remember how many times this had flown past here. Ever since the dragon returned to carry the wine, it had never stopped except to eat.
The house where she drinks and sings songs, the game consoles, the temple quiz, and the Ferris wheel are her must-visit spots every day.
Sometimes they would stop to interact with players, take photos, play against them, or even have a meal with them.
Although dragons are not that fragile and can fly for hundreds of days without any problem, this is really an exaggeration.
She raised her voice, "Didn't Zaijiu Shuying try to dissuade you? You're being too obvious. It'll only make everyone uneasy."
Tu Lan, having already flown past, made a small circle and returned, hovering above Yan Tu. She said, "It seems you really are a homebody. Didn't Xiao Zhao tell you? How much have I earned these days?"
Smoker: Huh?
Tulan patiently recounted the various services she currently offers. "To interact with me, you need to buy a ticket in advance. Photo and handshake tickets are the cheapest, each costing 5 gold coins. Feeding me is a bit more difficult; you need to earn certain achievements in game machines, the Ferris wheel, and other attractions to be eligible to purchase a 'Tulan Feeding Meal Ticket.'"
In addition, there are duel tickets - these are the most purchased by legion commanders and battle fanatics.
Short-distance endorsement coupons - allow Tulan to carry a specific item while flying.
Tu Lan started to forget as he was counting. All these things were handled by Ding Hai alone. Ding Hai helped to deal with various chores and took a 5% cut in the end.
Finally, she concluded: "Everyone is indeed a little uneasy, but I am too busy, so these coupons are limited."
Smoker: "...Yeah, quite good."
The next day, Tulan came back with a depressed look on his face. He didn't go anywhere and sat on the roof sulking.
Smoker: "What's wrong?"
Tu Lan: "Do you know the Wind Scythe Clan?"
Smoker: "I just understand a little bit."
Tu Lan was furious. "Several Fengjians followed Song Gui to Zaijiu! I don't know how those two siblings managed to hoard so many of my tickets and secretly resell them at exorbitant prices! Aren't Fengjians doing enough business in Zelan? Zelan is already full of Fengjian businesses, so why are they trying to open up the Zaijiu market?"
Smoker became interested: "The Sky Crabs didn't react?"
Tulan pointed his wings angrily in the direction of the sea: "...The sky crabs said they don't like to follow others and eat dust, so they planned to create a star of their own, and they actually chose the little seahorse!!"
Smoker: "..." No one has any sense of crisis at all... It's already this late, aren't you in a hurry?!
Coincidentally, the management team left behind by Wu Ren and Song Gui also thought so.
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