"I secretly watched your crafting process," the young man finally replied, "You probably didn't give it your all, did you? That Omnipotent Plugin was really well crafted, with some ideas that I would never have thought of... I just wanted to keep it as a memento, though I don't know if that's too abrupt..."
Fang Hong was taken aback for a moment, but then nodded. It's just an A-Quality Omnipotent Plugin, nothing too precious to keep, although in theory, the works from this performance match can be kept by oneself.
This is considered a small reward from the Tournament Organizers for the official players.
After the young man got the Omnipotent Plugin he made, he thanked them, then left with his team. Fang Hong watched as they left, feeling a bit wistful for a moment. From Eis to Fanric, it was quite a journey.
These players, without the backing of a Grand Guild, most likely set off early, traveling for months to reach this place. Yet after just one round in the official match, they have to go home in disappointment.
But that's just how it is. Competitions are such that there must be winners and losers, and they cannot hold back.
After getting his emotions in check, he prepared everyone for the next round.
Because after the last match, he had already seen the schedule, and their next opponent was deemed a formidable foe.
Outside the arena—
The tall craftsman from Eis held the Omnipotent Plugin in his hand, unable to help but be lost in thought.
Just as Fang Hong suspected, after their loss in this match, they were inevitably set on a journey home. This back-and-forth trip was half a year wasted. Naturally, their spirits were a bit low at this moment.
"Captain," the bespectacled young man asked, "Are we heading back to the inn to pack?"
"What else?" another person retorted.
Everyone couldn't help but sigh again.
Then someone said, "Honestly, the Ragnarok team wasn't much stronger than us. If we prepare more, maybe there's a better chance next time."
While saying that, everyone knew that the Continental League's performance matches didn't happen every year, and who knows when the next one will be. By then, whether they could participate is uncertain.
But hearing these words, everyone felt a little better. So someone asked, "By the way, who's Ragnarok's next opponent?"
"I saw," one person immediately replied, "it's the Silver Weslan team."
"Silver Weslan?"
"Then Ragnarok is done for; they surely can't beat Silver Weslan."
"Maybe they'll leave with us, who knows."
"Running into Silver Weslan is better than meeting Elite, right?"
"But that Ragnarok leader was quite nice," someone couldn't help but shake their head, "I actually hope they win."
Someone turned back to ask, "Hua said Captain, is that person really that great? It's just an A-Quality result, which doesn't seem too impressive in this competition."
But when everyone turned back, they couldn't help but be stunned because they found their Captain still standing there, staring at the Omnipotent Plugin in his hand motionlessly. In surprise, they asked, "Captain?"
The Captain finally looked up, glanced at the Plugin in his hand, then looked at his team and uttered a strange phrase: "All maxed out."
"All maxed out?"
The Captain shook his head: "I mean, the Plugin's Attributes are all maxed out..."
"What?"
"Ha, Captain, what joke are you pulling? How could an Omnipotent Plugin's Attributes all be maxed out?"
But the latter struggled to point at the thing in his hand, "But it... its Attributes are all maxed out..."
The atmosphere suddenly went still as everyone stared at each other in disbelief.
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