Ruvon stiffened, her breath caught halfway in her throat. On the giant screens, they could see the game's system interface floating next to Jasper, other testers.
It was true.
She watched as the system's holographic interface floated beside Jasper. The fox-eared boy hadn't even flinched—he just gave a bored flick of his wrist, like this was old news to him and so did the girl with the staff.
The display shifted again.
Another tester appeared: a human boy kneeling in the grass, clutching the still-pulsing core of a dead wolf. His hands were trembling slightly, blood staining his cuffs. Above him, new lines of text shimmered into view:
[In-game cores can now be harvested for mana. Upon reaching Game Level 20, players can take cores into the real world!]
[Due to the time dilation between the game world and reality, exported cores will be of higher rank!]
The words flashed to the entire hall and everyone watching in the mortal realm.
This time, it wasn't just a murmur.
