Earth, the Fool Forum.
"In another half hour, we'll have been offline for exactly forty-eight hours. Is maintenance over yet? If not, I'll ask again in ten minutes."
"Why can't we log in yet? What the hell are the game operators doing?"
"Please, open the gates already. I'm going to die if I can't play 'Fool' soon..."
"Damn it, you all usually complain about the crappy text and trash game, nitpicking everything. Now a little maintenance has you acting like addicts in withdrawal. Have some backbone..."
"True, I never realized how fun this infuriating game was. Now that we're disconnected, I've realized I feel awful if I go even a day without playing..."
"Huh? Maintenance seems to be over!"
"Seriously?"
"I've seen eight hundred of these false alarms today. I'm practically numb."
"Holy shit, it's real this time! The game's actually open! Get in there, guys..."
Once they discovered the game was running again, countless Fools scrambled to log in. Looking at the familiar text interface, they all found this utterly bare-bones screen adorable for the first time.
"So where's the compensation? Two days offline! That's a whole fifty-six stamina lost. Don't tell me we're really getting nothing?"
Someone instinctively brought up compensation, immediately drawing countless voices of agreement.
"Tch, ignorance really is bliss. You have no idea what happened over the past two days. You should be counting your blessings that you can log in at all, and you still want compensation..." This discordant comment suddenly appeared among the demands for compensation.
Everyone flew into a rage at the commenter's punchable tone and prepared to flame them, only to look again at the username: Yang Chunbaixue.
The players were somewhat surprised. Although Yang Chunbaixue wasn't a top figure on the level of the major faction leaders, this was