In a Slums inn reeking of rot, Justin suddenly opened his eyes.
Staring at the mottled walls of the inn, his mind went blank for a moment.
Just a second ago, he had been roaming beneath the deep mountain forests, searching for Orc tracks; the next second, he was back in the inn.
The whole experience felt like a dream, both real and unreal.
It took Justin a long while to come back to himself.
He instinctively activated the Internet, trying to enter Conquest of Sub-Plane again. To his surprise, after he clicked, a warning appeared.
Warning: Your Soul Power has fallen to the alert threshold. Please restore your Soul Power before entering again.
How could this happen?!
Justin was instantly frustrated.
Although the temporary squad they had formed after leaving the City through the Teleportation Array had yet to encounter any Orcs, the tense thrill of roaming beneath the deep mountain forests had already captivated him.
Wasn't this the adventurous life he had always dreamed of?
Dancing on the edge of a blade, singing amid blood!
Honestly, Justin had already become deeply fascinated by Conquest of Sub-Plane, even though everything had yet to begin.
"Whew—"
Realizing that reality could not be changed, Justin let out a deep breath, trying to calm the restlessness in his heart.
By then, night had deepened over Aizeya Continent, but he had no desire to sleep.
He opened the Forum and was surprised to discover that a subforum for Conquest of Sub-Plane had already appeared among its sections.
He entered it. Though the forum had only just appeared, it was already buzzing with activity!
New posts kept refreshing, with everyone discussing Conquest of Sub-Plane.
"I got totally screwed! If I'd known, I wouldn't have picked the first mission. Damn it, a huge