It was the eleventh day of the competition.
With Lu Ze entering partway through, discussion of today's matches ran even hotter than usual.
Early that morning, several visitors arrived at Lu Ze's Spirit Jade Pavilion.
"Junior Brother Lu, you're finally willing to compete?"
Zhou Yue laughed, punching his fist into his palm, looking eager for a fight.
Rumors about Lu Ze's strength abounded.
Some said he was formidable; others said he was no good.
Zhou Yue believed Lu Ze was probably formidable.
As an expert in Illusion Realms, he looked forward to facing Lu Ze just as much as Li Moran did.
"Haha! When the time comes, I'll take you on loot runs. You can have all the supplies!"
Zhong Yi was excited to face Lu Ze in an Illusion Realm again after so long.
Of course, he had no idea Lu Ze had already carried him to victory many times as White Curtain.
"But we can't form teams in this competition. We might not even get matched with Junior Brother Lu!"
Mu Yawen grinned innocently.
She had no desire for rankings or prizes.
She had only joined the fun because Zhou Yue and Zhong Yi were competing, and she found it entertaining to go in each day.
"Then if we're not on the same team, how about a Signals? We could help Junior Brother Lu get a little something?"
Zhong Yi offered another suggestion.
"Would Old Devil Lu... Junior Brother Lu really respond to a Signals? I can't shake the feeling we'd get stabbed in the back..."
Standing at the very back, Zhou Qiaoling muttered under her breath.
"Signals are still best avoided. Too many eyes are watching. It wouldn't look good."
Lu Ze shook his head.
As the game designer, he could neither send nor respond to Signals