073 Only Death and Class Cannot Be Surpassed

"Standing here alone?"

Lioz silently approached Siveston.

"We're the same kind, Lioz."

Siveston smiled knowingly, then said:

"These kids have played games until they've gone stupid. They have no idea how dangerous society is, nor do they know what kind of thing a Speaker is. Yet they treat every word spoken by the Speaker living in that ring as gospel. It's utterly ridiculous."

Lioz's expression did not change as he slowly took a ring containing the sealed Megani Rose Speaker of the Machine World Society from his pocket. "You mean this ring?"

"—Huh?"

Siveston leaned his head forward and said blankly, "So you too..."

"Being cautious is a good thing, Siveston. But if you get overly tense around these beaten dogs, people will only think you're paranoid."

Lioz said coolly, "We'll be descending into the Abyssal Realm next. Are you ready?"

"...If even a social killer like you says there's no problem, then I have nothing to say. I'll stay vigilant at all times, anyway."

Siveston sighed and rubbed his hair, his bright yellow eyes flickering. "Everything's ready: the Fog Lamp to counter the Blood of Ether, the Mist Robe to withstand the Outworld Wind. To be safe, I also stuffed in an Anti-Meme Device for dealing with parasitic societies—but none of us has ever been inside the Star Abyss. We'll have no one to rely on once we dive in. Not to mention those 220,000 players have already been punished by Lai Anding."

"What exactly happened?" Lioz asked. "I woke up and found that they were gone."

"It's serious, Lioz."

Siveston glanced around, then pulled Lioz into a private chat channel.

"This involves some higher-ups. The kids offended the family of an important figure, and that made the people above angry."

"What are you talking about?" Lioz asked in