In the eyes of these strategy groups, the strength of the Steel Giant Puppet is not considered particularly high, and with the strategies already quite refined.

So today, just like them, there should be others who have successfully defeated the Steel Giant Puppet.

"Those people won't also be in this inexplicable prison right now, will they?"

Leon made a guess that could very well be true.

No matter what happened to others, he now had to show his true skills and see how fast he could clear this map!

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In the morning, stretch comfortably.

Then open the window, let in the fresh air, and listen to the noisy sound of people coming and going on the street outside.

Finally, return to the bed for another hour of sleep.

"Home is simply paradise..."

Luluwo lay in the house she purchased in Bed City, her body curled up in the blanket trembled slightly from the emotion!

This house is quite close to the teleportation gate of the Sain Dungeon, seemingly advantageous in location but actually low in price due to the constant disturbance from the adventurers causing a drop in property value, which made Luluwo swift to buy it—a decision aligning with her character.

The Skyrim Strategy Group got houses in Lake Lienia, Royal Capital, and Warrior Country, but out of all, this smallest one feels most comforting.

Ever since she went to Scameroon, nobody has cleaned this house, and it gathered dust for more than a month. But last night, she hopped into bed without even cleaning, sleeping deeply through the night and day.

However, now with her eyes open, it's still early morning, around eight or nine, as she had trained her body clock to wake up around this time.

Tami and Berto should be in the guest rooms downstairs. There is no other movement in the house, so they must still be asleep.

"Then I'll let you sleep a little longer, have a good rest."

Luluwo unwillingly escaped the clutches of her blanket, got out of bed, and prepared herself a cup of coffee that she wasn't even sure had expired or not.

"I'll head out to the guild later to check if the supplies have arrived. Once all the materials are gathered, I'll return triumphantly."

Yesterday daylight, she had assembled a list of materials that could be useful for the rebel army and converted those needs into tasks distributed to the adventurer's guild.

Of course, this kind of thing couldn't be done every day; it relied on her and Ceder's connections to be feasible this time. If in the future they always depend on the guild for large-scale material sourcing, it could compromise the guild's neutrality if discovered.

Luluwo this time aimed to collect unique materials that can yield miraculous effects, including even the Wolf Ring necessary for challenging the Four Kings of Little Londo, and was even directly purchasing Artorias's Painting World.

"Can't help but laugh thinking about Fingery and their expressions when I return with a load of materials."

She was already relishing in imagining what waves she could create within the rebel army carrying back a trove of supplies.

If the materials were still not gathered today, she would just wait an extra day or two. Just delaying matters for a few days wouldn't lead the rebels to think the infamous Luluwo was dead.

After all, these few days were too short for anything significant to happen, right?

Upon returning home, as if all the fatigue of drifting for over a month suddenly surged, she finally got to take a peaceful rest after shedding the wanderer identity.

Luluwo first went to the guild, and just as expected, learned from the staff there that her needed supplies had not been fully gathered yet, so she turned around and headed to the market for some shopping, primarily buying some rare items.

After not visiting for over a month, even the adventurer's market in Bed City now had various items from the Eternal City, although mostly quite expensive, she bought them all in a swoop – these were lifesaving essentials.

She purchased several latest guidebooks, relying on these texts to quickly grasp the cutting-edge progress of the current strategy groups, feeling that not much had changed from when she was still around.

"The Boss Monster of the Blood Dynasty has a lower resistance to pure magic power. They are organizing magicians to tackle it, these strategy groups are not bad—already found the weakness?"

"Somebody stumbled upon a very high cliff while running around Nimgefo, seems like you could climb up to check the view from there, but the person forgot the route and is now recruiting people to re-explore."

"The second prince of the Warrior Country opened a Tachi training class, a giant dragon from the Floating Island aggressively entered the catering industry, and the plants in Cangyin Dungeon were found to have an aphrodisiac effect...what is all this?"

Luluwo muttered complaints while returning to her treasure vault which housed various rare weapons and equipment, gathering a batch of gear she usually couldn't bear to use, ready to bring them back to Scameroon.

With the bonus of these armaments, she was confident she could defeat her unequipped self hands down!

In the afternoon, the members of the Skyrim Strategy Group came to Bed City upon hearing their captain had returned, gathering around Luluwo and Tami with concern and celebration, relieved that their leader's return lifted the imminent crisis of the Skyrim Strategy Group's disbandment.

Seizing this opportunity, Luluwo briefed them on various matters regarding the Skyrim Strategy Group during her absence, and before realizing it, the busy day stretched into evening, marking another day gone.

Just as she again felt fatigue creeping and intended to retire to bed, someone from the adventurer's guild was sent over to inform her that the supplies had finally been gathered and could be loaded anytime for departure.

"You're even notifying us at this time of night, does this job come with overtime pay...?"

Luluwo thought briefly and decided not to wait until tomorrow, opting to depart immediately.

All supplies, after being compressed to the extreme, turned into three carts, perfectly allowing one cart per person for her, Tami, and Berto. Combined, the contents were certainly heavy, but not as heavy as a set of Smough's armor.

"We're setting off now," Luluwo waved to Ceder, "I'll send you updates about Scameroon regularly."

Ceder nodded and waved goodbye.

The current biggest problem was how to carry three large carts of materials through the Sain Dungeon; even utilizing the bonfire teleportation option to directly reach Overlord Wonier's chamber, skipping numerous map segments, still required passing the first half of Cold Valley's Yilushier and Yanor Londo in the Painting World.

Now they had clarified, for them, riding the Bat Monster from Sain Ancient City to Yanor Londo, which is this side's Painting World, the difference being that the three of them could all enter that Painting World now, as if it was specially available for the three of them.

Luluwo mapped out many routes in her mind, unfortunately none could ensure absolute safety, but upon entering the Fire Transmission Ceremony, a new discovery instantly brought joy to their faces.

Because at the bonfire there, a new option unexpectedly appeared, allowing direct teleportation to another Fire Transmission Ceremony!

"Praise Sain!"

The three swiftly returned to the Fire Transmission Ceremony site in Scameroon, then approached the teleportation gate leaving there with anticipated expressions.

"I can't wait to see their dumbfounded faces."

Luluwo muttered to herself, while Tami and Berto bore the same anticipation.

It was also deep night at Scameroon's side, and the moment they stepped out, they felt the absence of any light.

Wait a minute, no light?

Luluwo opened her eyes, and the smell of gunpowder immediately entered her nostrils.