“...I passed out again.” Seo Jun-Ho rubbed his face as he woke, as usual. He could feel the softness of his uncalloused palms.

‘Oh, right. I went through a body transformation.’ 

As he realized this, he pulled off his blanket and looked down at his body.

“Now that I’m looking at it…”

He thought he might have grown a little taller. And overall, his proportions had become better.

“Hm.”

It was his first time feeling a dissonance because his body didn’t seem like his own. Usually, it was best to adapt to physical changes as they came over time, but this wasn’t the case for him.

‘I suppose I’ll be busy for a while.’

He needed time—time to adapt to his new body.

“I already have a mountain of stuff to do. This will be troublesome,” he muttered. He wanted to read Janabi’s memories and free his friends from the ice. However, he could do both of these things whenever he wanted if he just set his mind to it.

‘The problem is the fiends…’ 

Seo Jun-Ho opened the Community window and scrolled through the news bulletin board with a serious expression on his face.

As he thought, there was nothing. There was no news about the fiends, even when he rubbed his eyes. “This is weird.”

Numerous Players and Guilds went up after the 3rd floor was opened. Everyone had naturally assumed that the fiends would also go up to hone their skills. If that were the case, the...