Wild Mage and the two remaining players had made a second stop after leaving Id Plane. They had nearly washed away all the marks Id Plane had left on them.
Unless someone traced their lives and habits back to their origins, no ordinary person would know where they came from. They would simply assume Wild Mage and the others were lucky players who had stumbled upon a game inheritance.
People like them could easily join other planes. Given enough time, they might even rise to the upper ranks of some minor planes.
Of course, Liu Zhi wasn't asking them to climb to the top of a plane. As long as they could establish a foothold somewhere and develop a following, that would be enough for him.
So when Liu Zhi sent Wild Mage and the others out, he didn't make any demands. He simply told them to see where things led.
Although Wild Mage was Liu Zhi's projection, there was still a difference between a projection and a clone.
Wild Mage had no way to contact Liu Zhi. He didn't even know how he was connected to Liu Zhi; he simply acted according to his own ideas.
At the moment, Wild Mage thought the Insectoid plane was a good place. It would greatly aid his growth and could also meet Liu Zhi's needs, so he set his sights on it.
"Can we go to your plane?"
Wild Mage asked his Insectoid friend.
His friend was a mantis-like Insectoid, a level-six swordsman. He wore a chitinous shell and had a triangular head with purple compound eyes.
He had two pairs of arms. One pair looked like ordinary human arms and was used for daily life. The other pair were large arms connected to mantis blades, his weapons.
Wild Mage had seen