In the blink of an eye, several days quietly passed.
Brother Yu's Deathflame Sword was still undergoing its transformation, and no one knew how much longer it would take.
During this time, Rogue did not let the players sit idle. He drew in a large batch of new areas from Beacon Spirit Fire Port to serve as new dungeons. Their quality varied greatly, but they were suitable for looking after Newbie Players and giving them the experience of exploring new dungeons.
Of course, there was naturally nothing important worth mentioning in these low-quality areas, whether events or items.
As for necessary items for advancing Spirit Candles, such as Fragmented Cores and Time-Layered Cores, Rogue continued gathering them and periodically issued special quests for qualified players.
However, although Candlewood Island's gathering efficiency was already high enough, it would clearly still take some time to accumulate enough to advance to the next tier.
Thus, from the players' perspective, nothing major had happened on Candlewood Island in the past few days.
Meanwhile, after several days of preparation, Brother Mangzi, Storyteller, and the others were finally ready to begin their plan.
"Did the Candle Keepers agree?"
"They did. They gave us quite a few useful things. It should be enough to fool Ligardel."
"Damn, the Candle Keepers are actually being so generous this time? The sun must be rising in the west."
"Generous? We traded War Contribution for it."
"Huh? Didn't that make you spend a lot? Where are the things?"
"Spend a lot? Spend what? How could I have that much War Contribution? I put it on your tab. Go find the Candle Keepers yourself later. They've got the stuff too."
"----"
After hearing Storyteller's words, Brother Mangzi was momentarily speechless. Still, he was not dissatisfied. As long as the plan could proceed