The teleporter brought them to Korea’s Player Association in an instant. 

“We've arriv—huh?!” He yelped in surprise. 

‘W-why are there so many people…?’

It was no longer the Association he knew. There were people at the entrance, sidewalk, and there were even people looking on from the rooftops across a four-lane road. They were all here for one reason. 

“I-It’s Specter-nim!”

“Oh my god...It really is him…”

“Thank you for coming back!”

It was to see Specter. 

By the estimates of the police, there were over 50,000 people gathered in front of the Association.

“...”

Seo Jun-Ho felt touched as he looked at them. He had never imagined that so many people would gather here for him. 

‘...Thank you.’ 

It was that much more touching because he hadn’t expected it. There was a big difference between hearing that people hadn’t forgotten him and his comrades’ sacrifice and seeing it for himself. 

“Specter! Specter!”

“Specter! Specter!”

Their chants were so loud that they couldn’t be replicated by even the most expensive speakers. It was to the point he felt the vibrations up to his bones which gave him goosebumps.[1] They were...