The God Descent Plan had ended more than two months ago, and some intelligence about the events in Europe had already spread among the general participant population.
Hearing someone mention it, Fang Ran subconsciously turned to look.
By the bar they had just passed stood an older participant who looked highly experienced. Like an old man discussing national affairs in a Small Tavern in the real world, he spoke in a low voice.
"What is it?"
"Ah, nothing."
In response to Serica's question, Fang Ran continued following her.
"But even if something happens at a time like this, to those big shots, it's just minor covert friction."
"The two overlords are both waiting. I imagine they won't bring their conflict out into the open until the S-rank Night Artifact Scenario descends."
An S-rank Night Artifact Scenario...
Walking through the sci-fi-styled bar, Fang Ran listened to the last scraps of conversation drifting from behind him.
He recalled that S-rank Night Artifact that had been closely tied to him since the very beginning of his awakening. Even now, it had yet to show the slightest sign of appearing.
But the first appearance of something beyond A-rank still carried significance that affected every side.
His gaze passed over participants of all kinds—different appearances, skin colors, builds, and temperaments. Listening to their various conversations, he followed Serica deeper inside.
Then Fang Ran quickly spotted Annabella sitting alone at a bar.
"Where's the person from the photo?"
She sat down directly beside her. Looking at the robot behind the bar as it turned toward them, Serica casually tapped out an order for whiskey on the tabletop, which had transformed into a screen, and asked her question.
"That quiet guy is watching him."
Annabella turned her head away with an expression of obvious displeasure at Serica's