Changes and Threats

"The situation has spiraled out of control. In the Cemetery District, apart from the initial arrival point, almost every outlying watchpost and camp was wiped out by groups of undead heavy cavalry units suspected to be Death Knights."

"According to the reports we've received so far, at least seventy to eighty percent of our users and newcomers have been lost. Other countries probably aren't doing much better. Almost no one who happened to be recuperating in the various camps when it happened survived—"

When in doubt, hold a meeting first.

In many cases, this was not merely about following proper procedure. More often than not, an individual's train of thought truly could not compare to the broad analysis and synthesis of a group.

At this moment, in a small conference room, a group of people dressed without much care—many still in lab coats—sat mixed among people in formal attire. There were young and old alike, each with a tablet before them, all carefully studying the reports sent back from the field. Their expressions were complicated, their brows tightly furrowed.

"The collapse was far too thorough—"

"The research team and the relevant cultural staff had already raised the possibility of potential threats from the start, but no one expected it to come this quickly—"

"The inspectors at the base have reported that users directly killed by the suspected Death Knights have suffered varying degrees of mental shock, disorientation, and excessive spiritual depletion. They've also warned that these people will generally be unable to reenter the normal mission process or the Large-scale Newcomer Trial for anywhere from one to several days!"

"The outposts, personnel deployment, camp divisions, the experienced guiding the newcomers—one could say that apart from the experience gained, most of our early investment has gone straight down the drain!"

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