Hearing Old Zheng's explanation, Lin Yu still harbored doubts in his heart.
"But it wasn't like that back on the 37th Island... Robin is considered quite strong among Tier 3s. Even discounting the mechanics of that instance, she still got locked in a bitter struggle and melee with those 'summoned creatures' of yours."
Old Zheng spoke helplessly: "I'm a Tier 3 after all; it's impossible to have zero combat power... But boss, those were things I'd hoarded for a very long time--and didn't you notice? If I were still a Player, I actually wouldn't have been able to bring those aberrant monsters from the 37th Island into the Item Space."
"In other words, if I need to start hoarding all over again every time I go to a new instance, I barely even have a chance in reality... to manufacture those monsters. After all, the whereabouts of corpses in our world are checked very strictly."
"Though I can buy some materials collected by Tier 2 players... there are too few instances where materials are intact corpses."
At this point, Old Zheng's tone turned somewhat sorrowful once more: "Boss, you also witnessed the battles between big-name Tier 3s in the Ground of No Return. Now imagine tossing me into an arena or into encounter battles under other circumstances. If I went up against the Freedom Alliance's Prisoner or Mountaineer, Order's Nicholas, or the Night Watcher's Snowy Owl without adequate preparation, what kind of consequences do you think there'd be, relying on my mental power or an item set that basically has no frontal capabilities and focuses purely on information gathering and concealment?"
Lin Yu thought about it for a moment and already pictured Old Zheng's miserable state.
He sighed: "I understand... I suppose I wronged you."
"That's how it is, otherwise