The day after the announcement of the Potion Master Trial, a strange atmosphere surfaced around the Mansion of the Dead.
It seemed like each and every one of the players was carrying a set of thick books and lowering their heads as they diligently studied the pages with solemn expressions. Their eyes seemed to be blazing with determination, desperately wanting to reach for the sky.
Even the interactions between the players had strangely altered.
Passerby A: "Brother, where are we going to level up today?"
Passerby B: "I'm not going, stop disturbing me while I'm studying!"
Passerby A: "Brother, I discovered an island at the Void Ocean today, there might be treasures there!"
Passerby B: "I'm not going, stop disturbing me while I'm studying!"
Passerby A: "Brother, we haven't cleared the Instance Dungeon today, let's head out now!"
Passerby B: "I'm not going, stop disturbing me while I'm studying!"
...
