Although it might have been a tough mental struggle, given that the box wouldn't open, the players still delivered the items to Hill's territory on the same evening.
As soon as they stepped out of the Teleportation Array, they saw the words 'Undead Tribe Reception' and hesitantly walked in, only to find a player lying leisurely on a lounge chair, staring at a large screen outside the window.
"Since we're all players, I won't get up," Old Cat said slowly, "Is there something important?"
"We took on a mission by the seaside, a delivery for Mr. Hill," Set Sail for Adventure replied.
"Ah?" Old Cat sat up, "Which faction are you guys from? You need to have a friendly reputation to enter here."
"Wenjian."
"Wenjian members really do get around!" Old Cat exclaimed.
"We're from the Shipbuilding University," Sad North Ocean said, "and we don't plan to leave the seaside."
"Then why would you join Wenjian?" Old Cat was surprised.
