[SERVER CHAT]: GENERAL CHANNEL
[xX_GoblinSlayer_Xx]: YO WTF IS GOING ON WITH THE SYSTEM RIGGING???
[SwordGod777]: Are my eyes bugging out, or did the sa person just drop a Starlight sword, TWO Legendaries, a Mythic ore, and HIGH-GRADE POTIONS in five minutes?!
[HealerCutie]: Can soone hold my hand and tell it’s not the sa freaking person!!!
[LeaveAlone]: I WANNA GO HO~ I WANNA GO HO~
[SexyFox]: Dear @Anonymous, I’m writing in the hope that you see this and consider taking in as your wife. My Talent might be D-rank, but my head ga is SSS!!!
[NoobStomper]: @HealerCutie Shaless fowl.
[BigHamr]: @EVERYONE @HealerCutie I’m tired of hiding it... I’m actually the anonymous player.
[HealerCutie]: ...
[NoobStomper]: ...
[LeaveAlone]: I WANNA GO HO~ I WANNA GO HO~
[SwordGod777]: ...
[SexyFox]: ...
[GuildMaster_Vane]: If the anonymous player who crafted the Sword of the Holy Emperor or Backbone of Ragnarok sees this, Vanguard Guild is offering $5,000,000 USD, imdiate core-mber status, and protection. Contact directly.
[HealerCutie]: @GuildMaster_Vane STFU, boy!
[xX_GoblinSlayer_Xx]: @GuildMaster_Vane $5M? Bro, a Starlight-tier weapon is worth a literal country. Look at the Global Forums; alien races are losing their shit asking who "Earth" is.
[LeaveAlone]: Earth Server is built different!! Let’s goooo!
[NoobStomper]: @LeaveAlone So you don’t want to go ho anymore?
[BigHamr]: Are y’all ignoring ?!!!
Click... click... click.
The sound of heels clicking against pristine tiles resounded from beyond a grand double door. It swung open to reveal a tall woman in a white blouse and tight black skirt, wearing cool glasses and sporting sleek black hair that gave her a professional, womanly vibe.
She held a tablet in her hand as she walked into the bath area, stopping before the hot pool where a celestial blue-haired figure was sitting relaxed, and bowed. She didn’t raise her head until the celestial figure acknowledged her presence.
"What is it, Cindra?" Zemira asked, her eyes closed in utter relaxation.
"Milady, we have a problem," Cindra said as she raised her head.
"Then fix it," Zemira calmly replied.
"I... it’s not sothing we can fix."
"What do you an by that, Cindra?" Zemira asked coolly.
"A player from a third-rate world just triggered multiple Global Announcents. All of them involved several Starlight- to Mythic-tier items and High-grade items crafted within a span of a few minutes," Cindra paused before adding, "Five minutes, to be precise."
"..."
There was a deafening silence in the hot pool, forcing the surrounding maidservants to hold their breath.
"When you say a third-rate world, you an a planet that hasn’t survived seven years?"
"Y-Yes," Cindra stuttered, hesitating before quickly saying, "This one has only survived a day."
Zemira’s eyes imdiately shot open, and she stood up without a word. A maidservant quickly rushed over with a silk robe to cover her naked body, and the goddess turned to Cindra.
"Lead the way."
They stord out of the pool house with a legion of maidservants trailing behind, winding through a few grand corridors adorned with several unique sculptures and paintings until they arrived at a door.
The knights standing before the door quickly pushed it open for the Goddess, revealing what looked like a control room with multiple screens displaying different locations from a bird’s-eye view. Everyone in the control room imdiately stopped what they were doing, stood upright, and bowed in respect.
"Carry on. Report."
A man quickly stepped forward to address the Goddess. "Greetings, milady. These are the announcents we received in the past fifteen minutes." He clapped his hands, and the broad screen that covered the entire wall of the control room changed to display the series of announcents.
Zemira ran her eyes through the contents, keeping an eye out for the tistamps that indicated each item was crafted just a few minutes apart.
"You’re saying this all ca from the sa player?" she asked with a subtle frown that did little to diminish her beauty.
"W-We believe so," the man stuttered in uncertainty, but quickly added, "We swept through the servers searching for identical announcents, which brought us to World #2379, Planet Earth—the origin of these alerts. We also noticed more announcents for Legendary-tier items being crafted from that sa server around the sa ti, as well as so from yesterday, not too long after the planet was integrated."
"And?" the Goddess asked curtly.
"A-And?" The man swallowed hard, looking at Cindra for help.
Cindra imdiately took over. "Under normal circumstances, such a feat would require an EX-rank Talent. However, no EX-rank Talent has been born in the past millennium. Unfortunately, I don’t possess the authority to access the Talent allocation logs, which is why—"
"You have my authority now," the Goddess cut her off.
"Yes." Cindra turned her attention to her tablet, her fingers flashing across its screen at lightning speed, making the contents impossible to read. Then, she made a grabbing gesture over the tablet and threw it toward the control room screen.
The display changed to a list of nas and player mugshots.
"I narrowed down every Talent capable of achieving such feats, and there’s only a handful of players with even a slight ability to pull off a fraction of a sche like that."
The entire control room fell silent. The humming of the crystals and magical artifacts that powered the room seed to dull as everyone focused their attention on the handful of nas on the screen, reading through the player descriptions and stealing glances at Zemira.
The mont her brows furrowed, Cindra asked, "Did you find anything unusual?" To her, there was no Talent on the list truly capable of pulling off such feats; the selection was rely made up of the closest related abilities regardless of their rank. There was even an E-rank Talent there that she had skipped entirely to read the other information.
"That boy..." Zemira spoke, and the screen reacted to her words, zooming in on the mugshot of the person she was talking about.
Everyone in the room was confused, especially Cindra, who was looking at the player with the E-rank Talent she had totally ignored.
[E-rank Transmute]
She read the description over and over again, only understanding how useless such a Talent was. It was the closest thing on the list to achieving such a feat, but only if it had been an EX-rank version.
She looked at the mugshot of the boy, who had silver streaks across ssy black hair, dead gray eyes, and average looks in her opinion. She turned to the Goddess curiously.
"What about him, milady?"
Zemira remained silent for a mont as the mory of a unique boy, one Layla would have recognized if she had been there, resurfaced in her mind.
[Arc Sinclair]
"It’s nothing," the Goddess said as the profile disappeared from the screen.
"Also, milady. There’s been so abnormal movent in the north wing starter zone. We’ve detected a few lesser Authority Devils making progression hard for the newbies," the man said in a serious tone.
"Then take care of it." The Goddess turned her back and began walking out.
"W-We are yet to acquire any Champions in that zone," the man quickly said.
Without their Champions, there was simply no one to hunt down the Authority Devils.
Zemira paused in her steps. Everyone in the control room paused with her.
The Goddess tilted her head just enough in Cindra’s direction.
"How would you solve this issue, Cindra?" she asked.
"I’ll enact Kelsey’s Law, milady," Cindra said with a curt bow.
The control room imdiately grew noisy as the primordials began muttering to themselves.
"I don’t think that’s a good idea, Cindra. That would be pouring mana into a dragon’s flas," the man said with a frown, and his subordinates nodded in concurrence.
He turned to Goddess Zemira. "If you’ll ask , I’ll—"
The Goddess simply raised a hand to kill the noise, including that of the man, who swallowed his speech.
"Cindra will be in charge of the starter zone from this mont onward. Do as she says."
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