The People Who Got the Wrong Idea. Because of Lan Qingyou's reminder.
And because everyone had gained a thorough understanding of what they needed to do.
The Fantasy Tree branches Lan Qingyou had tossed out under the guise of "handling them" were quickly claimed.
In Death's words—that was, Li Huai, the "Stonemason Master"—
With this thing, everyone could let their imaginations run wild and make things they had wanted to create before, but had been unable to due to material limitations and low success rates.
Of course.
That was under the premise of guaranteeing a five percent mental power bonus.
So everyone greatly agreed with Li Huai's words.
After all, for people like them.
Ideas of this sort and that sort definitely existed.
They had simply been held back by this sort and that sort of problem every time, unable to bring them to fruition.
But things were different now.
With the ultimate form of the Power of I-Think-So—the Fantasy Tree—
Their wild ideas finally had a chance of becoming reality.
Judgment: "But these Fantasy Trees are only for us to practice with, right?"
Just as everyone was too excited, thrilled, and worried to sleep.
Chu Yuan pointed straight at the heart of the issue.
After all, Lan Qingyou had just said that using this thing required a certain "measure."
At that.
The excited crowd finally remembered that keyword.
The Tower: "That's right. These Fantasy Tree branches are for you to practice with."
Judgment: "How do we achieve this 'measure'?"
The Tower: "Practice is needed."
The Sun: "How much did you use up practicing?"
The Tower: "I'm not sure about the time, but as far as Magic Items went, I think I made around two or three hundred before I got the feel for it [image]."
As she spoke.
Lan