The next morning, I logged into the game and appeared inside my tent at 8 am sharp.

I felt much better after a full night’s sleep. Yesterday’s instance was one of the most difficult experiences I had had since the game began, and none of the bosses were pushovers. Having to constantly maintain good positioning, technique, and so on throughout the instance was extremely taxing to say the least.

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As I walked among the Black Cavalry Scout Camp, I noticed that its building layout had changed significantly. The human resource that was Godkiller provided the camp with a steady influx of high-quality resources every day. For example, 10 stones per player every day was enough to turn the camp into a stone fortress with much wider walls. The smithy, potion shop and more had been moved into actual structures and no longer needed to withstand the battering of the elements anymore.

Standing in front of me was a tall camp office. I went in to check it out, but there was nothing inside it besides dozens of guards.

Curiosity sated, I stepped back out of the building and walked to the smithy. I then passed the Brave General...