The Sunken Teleportation Hall

Lan Qingyou returned to her shelter.

More precisely, she came back after receiving the potion Nightingale had reformulated for her.

Although she had spent some time playing with the cuties along the way,

and the reformulation had taken a while,

the total time she had been out was only about three or four hours.

So when Lan Qingyou returned to her shelter, the sun was still setting on the horizon.

She began sorting through the things she planned to take on this trip.

After all, she was heading to a continent that was "new" to them.

No one knew what might happen.

So there was no harm in preparing a little extra.

As for everyone else...

Lan Qingyou had no intention of telling them.

If nothing unexpected happened, Alisa probably wouldn't tell anyone either.

As she had said, this was a new continent teeming with Abyss Monsters. Rather than bring others along to hold her back, she might as well enjoy the trip alone.

If things got too dangerous, she could just open a Portal and come back. It was very convenient.

There was no need to worry about so much.

She hadn't even told the people at the manor.

She simply couldn't be bothered.

By the time the sky had gradually darkened, Lan Qingyou had finally finished packing.

She hadn't brought much.

Aside from a few odds and ends, she had her alchemy base, crucible, and World Tree Stirring Rod.

After all, unlike Alisa, who had made her own body into a crucible, she still needed one to brew potions.

As for herbs, there were plenty to be found in the wild.

She only needed to put some rare materials in her Herb Gathering Bag.

Of course,

Lan Qingyou hadn't forgotten to bring Tears of Kesuya, Cell of Gross,