At those words.
The players immediately calmed down.
Ignoring protective formations and entering any location at will practically made it a divine artifact in the game. It was only natural for there to be requirements.
Quite a few were already figuring out how to raise their favorability with Lin Bai and get themselves a journalist's identity.
"Shopkeeper Lin, have you ever heard of video cameras in the Righteousness Sect? Cell phones?" [Crazy Guy] refused to give up on learning more about the Righteousness Sect.
"Perhaps! The Righteousness Sect has too many treasures, and my energy is limited. I can't possibly know all of them." Lin Bai frowned slightly and gave an ambiguous answer. Looking at [Crazy Guy], he smiled. "Little Crazy, I know you yearn to join the Righteousness Sect, but you have to make yourself outstanding enough first. There's no point in holding me here and asking about the Righteousness Sect now."
"Oh!" [Crazy Guy] answered distractedly. Lin Bai had spoken in vague terms, but he had still revealed plenty of information.
The developers had probably borrowed a lot of modern elements for the Righteousness Sect's design. Although that made an immortal cultivation game neither fish nor fowl, [Crazy Guy] resigned himself to it.
After all, there was no other game like it on the market.
It had the market all to itself.
If he wanted to keep playing, he had to accept these shitty design choices.
Maybe it'll surprise me in the end! [Crazy Guy] consoled himself.
Lin Bai put the Press Pass away again.
Suddenly.
His eyes lit up, and he involuntarily swallowed. I've hit the jackpot.
Lin Bai took out the Voice Recorder, swept his gaze over the gathered players, and smiled. "Remember that Lightning Storm from before? To prevent another accident like last