The little boy's wails echoed through the corridor, grating on everyone's eardrums.
Everyone endured it miserably.
General Singel frowned deeply. Through the battered, warped elevator doors, he said to the Messenger inside, "Just do as she says. If you're worried she'll escape, tie a Dove Bell to her."
The Messenger silently scrutinized Meteor before him.
He withdrew his Mental Pressure, reached out and gripped Meteor's arm. After a moment, he let go, leaving a Carrier Pigeon mark on her arm.
"You can speak now. The method for logging off." The Messenger raised a brow at her. "Let's hear your brilliant idea."
Meteor was silent for a while before slowly speaking. "There are two ways for an Administrator to log off. Either the jurisdiction they are responsible for is breached by Players, or the Administrator sends a log-off request to the server. The former is equivalent to automatically getting off work after completing a task, while the latter is taking temporary leave and requires a superior's approval before one can leave one's post."
"We already knew all that. You don't need to repeat it." The Messenger said indifferently, "The Bishop submitted countless offline requests, but there is a problem with the game system. The main server has remained unresponsive."
"So only the first method can allow the Bishop to go offline and return to the Origin World," Meteor said.
The Messenger gave a mute laugh. "...What nonsense are you talking about? The Maze under the Bishop's charge has already been breached. The Bishop missed the chance to go offline then, and now the Maze cannot be breached a second time. Everything you said is completely meaningless."
"Why can't it be breached again? That Abyss Labyrinth hasn't disappeared, has it?" Meteor smiled faintly. "Have you ever considered that the reason the Bishop