“The Floor is… locked?”

A Floor being locked by an Administrator was unprecedented. It had never happened while he was asleep, and it had also never happened while he was clearing the 1st Floor up to the 7th Floor.

The Frost Queen nodded and said, “People had been talking a lot about that over the past month.”

“You can’t be serious—wait, did you just say a month? I’ve been asleep for a month?”

“Oh, I didn’t tell you?”

“No, you did not.”

‘You haven’t done anything other than munching on that apple since I woke up.’

Seo Jun-Ho asked, “So what happened?”

“What do you mean?”

“It says here to contact an Administrator.”

A month was more than enough time to ask an Administrator and receive a response.

However, the Frost Queen shook her head and said, “As far as I know, no one has succeeded in asking questions.”

“What? Why?”

“I’m not sure either. That’s why everyone’s in panic, don’t you think?”

Seo Jun-Ho turned on Vita and accessed the Internet.

Soon, the articles from the portal site came into his sight.

[Where are the Administrators? An unfriendly Floor system causes panic.]

[8th Floor still tightly locked. Where should the Players go?]

[Winter is coming. After the lost 25 years, could this be another era of stagnation?]

[Is the clue downstairs? Players scattered across seven Floors are investigating. (picture attached.)]

Everyone was talking about what was going on with the 8th Floor, so Seo Jun-Ho...