Having caught his supervisor's attention, the silver-haired man left the office and spoke.

  "Sir Jura, once you'll see the logs, you'll understand what I meant."

  A shorter person was quietly following the cheerful Watcher, keeping this thoughts for himself. Once their reached the room full of Watchers, they headed toward a console.

  Noticing the gazes of the other workers, Jura spoke, "Everyone, pretend I'm not here and focus on your work."

  Everyone quickly looked away and returned to what they were doing. The short man watched as his subordinate logged in and accessed his logs.

  As soon as he found what he was looking for, he turned to his boss, "Please look here. It started exactly seventeen minutes ago."

  To take a closer look, Jura asked his subordinate to step aside. The man, seeing his supervisor's frown, grinned. 'Boss only shows that expression when he stumbles upon a problem worth his attention. It seems I found a major bug.'

  Just as he noticed his boss logging him out to access from his own account, he heard someone call his name. "Calik, someone is asking after you. They say they're an acquaintance and had an appointment with you."

  He recognized his colleague, but was confused by what he heard.

  ‘I didn’t schedule any appointment… And barely anyone from my family knows I work here. Wait—did I say too much at the club lately while I was drinking? Oh no… Don’t tell me someone’s trying to blackmail me for insider info on the betting scene once again?!’

  Calik forced a smile and nodded at his colleague. “Ah, yes! I completely forgot about that appointment. Thank you for letting me know.”

  He quickly stood up and left the room, nodding to his boss that didn't seem to mind and ignoring the disapproving glances from his coworkers. Calik could feel their eyes on him as he made his way to the main hall, his mind racing.

  As he reached the main hall, his eyes scanned the area until they landed on a man waiting near the entrance. The man was dressed in a plain suit and a hat, his appearance utterly unremarkable. He had no memorable traits—average height, average build, and a face that blended into a crowd. But his wide, friendly smile stood out.

  “Mister Calik!” the man called out, his voice warm and familiar, as if they were old friends. “I’ve wanted to meet you!”

  Calik's stomach churned. The man’s demeanor reminded him of the last time he’d been blackmailed—a memory he’d rather forget. But this time, he was prepared. He forced a polite smile and gestured toward the hallway.

  “Ah, yes! Let’s discuss this in one of the meeting rooms. Follow me.”

  The man nodded, still smiling, and followed Calik down the corridor. They entered a small, lightly decorated room with a few armchairs, low tables, and a presentation screen on one wall. Calik closed the door behind them and turned to the man, his tone professional but firm.

  “Just so you know, everything in this room is recorded starting from now. For security purposes, of course.”

  The man’s smile didn’t waver. In fact, it seemed to grow wider. “Oh, I’m not so sure about that,” he said, his voice calm but unsettling.

  Before Calik could react, the man raised his right arm, extending it toward him. With his other hand, he triggered a mechanism hidden under his sleeve. A blinding light erupted from the tips of his fingers, illuminating the room in an purple glow.

  Calik's heart skipped a beat. His instincts screamed at him to run. He turned and bolted for the door, his hand reaching for the alarm panel just inches away. His mind raced as he moved.

  ‘That magic trigger system!! It’s them!! The damn Breakers! What did I do to be designated as a target for assassination?!’

  Then it hit him.

  The missing 33rd orb.

  The so-called “bug.”

  It wasn’t an accident.

  It wasn’t a glitch.

  ‘It’s an insider’s job!! They have a mole!!’

  His fingers shot toward the emergency panel—just a few more centimeters, and—

  Blinding white light exploded around him. He had no time to react. No time to think any more. His body didn’t burn or shatter. It simply disappeared. The meeting room remained silent, as if nothing had ever happened.

  The man in the suit lowered his fingertips, his smile never fading. With a quiet click, he deactivated the mechanism on his hand.

  “Too slow,” he murmured. "But sending me to kill this guy inside of their headquarters... Boss really values the new server..."

  Just as he finished speaking, his body turned to smoke as he started disappearing.

  -------------------------------------------

  As the world update reached completion, Sora watched as the translucent cocoon surrounding his body began to dissolve into particles.

  He tensed, knowing this was the moment he had been waiting for. Without hesitation, he moved toward his body.

  The instant his astral form made contact, a rush of overwhelming sensation flooded through him. Warmth surged through his limbs, as he fully reconnected with his physical form.

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  A wave of euphoria washed over him.

  ‘Finally… I’m back!’

  But just as he was about to celebrate, his vision was flooded with notifications, each appearing in rapid succession before his eyes.

  Sora was surprised at the content of the update.

  'Discussing the taboos is now possible? Does this mean we can mention the real world? And the warning is quite worrying. What will happen to those who are left behind?'

  Curious, he quickly opened the Patch Notes to find out about the other changes.

  Sora nodded, 'It's good. Now everyone knows what's at stake. Maybe some talented players will take the opportunity to rise.'

  Sora smiled and wondered if he should give it a try or not.

  After a while, he shook his head, 'I'll spend a while as a viewer first. There's no rush.'

  ‘Adapt quickly, or be left behind.’ Sora read the notifications and quickly remembered one sentence.

  ‘So that’s what I felt was missing when the Mother Orb rebuilt the planet!! There were no barriers except for dungeon barriers!!’

  Looking up, he saw Kara and his parents reading the Patch Notes. He spoke first, his voice tinged with urgency, “It’s been a while... Is everyone alright?”

  Puzzled, his father smiled. “What do you mean, ‘it’s been a while’? You left a minute ago to play around with your astral form. Everything’s fine for me.” Turning to look at his wife, he asked, “Are you okay, darling?”

  Marie nodded and glanced toward Kara, who also nodded. “I’m alright. I can feel everyone in the school waking up as well, and they seem to be fine...” Pausing for a few seconds, she changed the topic. “Did you read the patch notes? Don’t you think it’s insane? There won’t be many safe places in the kingdom... How will people survive against beast attacks?”

  Sora shook his head, his expression grim. “Beasts? You’re worried about beasts? Our enemies can now move across borders and destroy countries...”

  He opened the interface showing all safe cities in the world and found that Seoul was ranked 30th on the list of safe cities in the New World Kingdom. His mind raced as he thought of the implications. But just as a sense of dread began to overwhelm him, he received two messages.

  Reading the messages from the Demon Prince and the Dark Elf General, Sora understood what was happening.

  He immediately interrupted his family, who were still discussing the update, his voice sharp with panic. “Kara!! Extend your [Time Bubble] to include everyone inside the school and hide them in the [Time-Space]!! Then fly to Seoul!”

  Just as she was about to retort, he shouted, “QUICKLY! WE DON’T HAVE TIME!”