"Rate-up banner? Seele?"
Hearing Lu Yuan's words, everyone in the internet café exchanged glances.
Though they had no idea just how strong Seele was, the word "limited" was enough to set their already blazing fighting spirit completely aflame.
"Isn't it just pushing the story forward? I'll go flatten this whole planet right now!" Di Tian snorted coldly, turning his attention back to the game screen.
Onscreen, the three-person party was struggling through the vast white snowfields against howling wind and snow.
[March 7th: Whoa, is that... a rooftop? How long would it have to snow for it to pile up that high?]
[Dan Heng: ...A very, very long time.]
Looking at the buildings whose pointed rooftops alone remained exposed, utterly buried beneath ice, everyone could not help but marvel at the terrifying power of the Stellaron to rewrite a planet's ecology.
Just then, sharp-eyed March 7th noticed something unusual ahead.
[March 7th: Hey, did you see that? It looks like something's moving...]
[March 7th: ...Hey, stop hiding. You're shivering from the cold. There's no point trying to stay quiet...]
"This level of concealment is even worse than that of an agility-type Soul Ancestor."
Huo Yuhao shook his head in the branch café. "The rise and fall of the snowpile, the heat loss from breathing, and the faint sound of snow rubbing together... How did this guy even survive until now? Could he be faking it?"
[Dan Heng: Move aside, March. The best way to deal with someone burying their head in the sand—is to smash the bell over his head.]
In the story, Dan Heng unceremoniously jabbed forward with his spear tip.
Accompanied by a comical "Ow!", a man in a gaudy blue overcoat with short blue hair popped out of the snowbank like a prairie dog.
[Man hiding in