After returning to the game, many of its features became available again.
Trading, friends, regional chat, and the world channel, for example.
But the world channel was still the same as before, filled with countless useless messages.
And unlike the beginning of the game, when plenty of players had joked and bantered there, the world channel was now nothing but rows of advertisements.
There was no value in reading it closely.
Still, at least it proved the players had done fairly well over the past year and were still thriving. That counted as a good thing.
The Regional Channel was somewhat useful. At least its name told Lin Yuan that the waters he was currently in were called the Trumpet Sea.
This sea seemed rather remote. There were only a few hundred players in the channel, and not one of them was speaking.
Even when Lin Yuan posted in the channel, no one responded.
He had no idea whether everyone had grown indifferent or was busy with something.
The friends channel was the same.
Research Institute 3154, Wind-Ear, Rose, and the others had not replied to Lin Yuan's messages.
The system did inform him, however, that they were currently inside instances and would have to leave before they could receive his messages.
Lin Yuan only had a handful of people on his friends list to begin with, and after asking around, he found that every single one of them was in an instance. That left him unable to learn about the current situation this way.
With no other choice, he had to use the oldest method: go and ask around in person.
Fortunately, there was an island nearby, so it would not be much trouble.
Lin Yuan immediately steered the Phantom Lin Yuan toward the island.
Before long, the