Murphy hadn't actually left.
Like an absurdly handsome Peeping Tom, he'd followed Little Ashina and Sister Cement from the shadows. After watching them for a while and confirming that Sister Cement was mentally sound, he'd finally left in peace.
Sister Cement's situation was worth paying attention to.
As Murphy had just said, she'd already been "deleted" in the other world. That meant she couldn't come back to life like the other players. But the fact that she'd successfully acquired a spirit body in Transia proved that Murphy's administrator system had a "hidden setting."
If Murphy was willing, all the foreign champions currently fighting for justice in Transia could follow Sister Cement's example and come to Transia for a new life after dying of natural causes.
Damn!
What was this, some kind of "underworld in another world" setting?
The Vampire Lord's heart pounded at this strange discovery. He knew it couldn't be as simple as copying someone's consciousness. It meant that the value of the game "True Otherworld" was still going up.
Once this "hidden setting" was made public, Murphy was certain it would spark a terrifying social upheaval back on Blue Star.
After all, death was the one enemy every living thing feared. And now Murphy had a way to fight it. It wasn't exactly immortality, but, well, why not transmigrate here and get yourself a vampire bloodline? Then you'd be immortal.
It wasn't difficult.
Of course, Murphy knew that the advantage he held wasn't complete yet. When Sister Cement came over, she was still a spirit and hadn't received a new body. That meant the dead would still be dead souls when they arrived.
Hmm, this kind of "resurrection" was a little underwhelming.
"Maybe I'll solve that problem in the future?"
Murphy spread his wings, letting his shadow cloak