Although Adele had already explained on the forum why the server had suddenly shut down, complaints from players quickly filled the feedback section.
This time, they weren't just looking for something to complain about.
The sudden shutdown had caused many players to lose their equipment, especially veteran players fighting on the front lines.
Disconnecting wasn't the same as dying. When they suddenly vanished in a flash of light, they hadn't had time to put their equipment away properly. It was better if there was an NPC nearby to help gather it up, but if they'd gone off alone or were out exploring in a party, there was basically no hope.
The ten-man squad made up of the most unfortunate Tiger and Leopard Cavalry had been chasing gnolls. They'd not only lost the Winged Cavalry armor they'd worked so hard to acquire, but even their Expert Adventure Assistant. By the time they logged back in, they were standing there completely naked.
The only saving grace was that their Shadowmane warhorses were bound to them. When they logged out, the horses returned to that special plane.
Otherwise, they'd have had a hard time even getting back to camp.
With Murphy still receiving treatment in the biopod and unable to get involved, the current "development team" had no choice but to urgently discuss and come up with a solution.
"Little Murphy's notebook should have a contingency plan for this. I'll take a look."
When Adele and the others arrived at the now completely sealed-off Land of Creation, the haggard Triss had also noticed what was happening on the forum.
She quickly came up with a solution. Opening Murphy's psionic pack, she found the diary the vampire governor never let out of his sight. After flipping through a few pages, she found one of