Murmur, murmur.

The Korea Player Association's large hall opened for the first time in four months. Only those who had completed strict identification were allowed to enter the conference hall.

"Ugh, I didn't do anything wrong, but I'm shaking."

"The security today is especially tight today. I wonder why?”

Reporters sitting in their assigned seats talked to each other.

"By the way, what's the big announcement? Do you know any sources?”

"I don't know either, I didn't even have time to wash up before I had to come here. Can't you see my messy hair?"

"Same here... I'm glad the company paid for the teleport. I almost missed the scoop."

"Specter’s articles always sell out. If they can't afford that much money, they should give up being the press."

Specter had remained silent for four months, but now, he was having a second press conference. There was only one thing that had changed.

"…Am I the only one who can feel it? I don't see any small fries today.”

"I was thinking the same. It seems like only those from high-ranking places came."

"Look at their faces. Only the top 3 media companies or guild officials from each country are attending."

It hadn’t been like this at Specter’s first press conference. Even the useless and brand new media companies...