Death City, Teleportation Point.
The 52 members of Yang Xiu's Monster Soul squad had gathered here.
"Check your equipment."
At Yang Xiu's command, every team member raised their wrist or touched the badge worn over their chest almost simultaneously.
They activated their respective Bliss Space devices.
Streaks of faint light flashed as weapons of various shapes, armor components, potion bottles, and other items materialized in their hands or floated before them.
Click! Click!
Eagle Head quickly inspected the energy-conducting joints of the pair of specially made armguards on his hands. His fingers brushed across the surface of the wrist guards, producing crisp mechanical clicks.
Sizzle!
An arc of electricity ran across the surface of the tower shield in Stone Statue's hands. He was testing the stability of its enchanted barrier and confirming its energy reserves.
Black Snake's slender fingers plucked at the homemade bone spear known as the "Poison Sting," while his gaze swept over the gauge marking the venom pouch's reserves.
The process was accompanied by the sound of potion bottles clinking together.
Yang Xiu stood at the front of the team, his gaze passing over every busy figure.
In fact, the Bliss Player settings contained many traces of the "official" version.
In the early days, Bliss Players had been crude in every respect.
There had not even been healing items that could be carried outside.
Whenever they suffered serious injuries, they had to return to Death Space to resolve them, using Bliss energy to repair themselves in designated areas.
But the greatest strength of the Lord of Bliss was his ability to learn and imitate.
He had clearly noticed that the official players in the training camp often used healing potions in battle, allowing them to quickly mend their wounds and recover their combat strength.
That had given