On the morning of the 30th day.

As planned, Cinzia made the announcement of the deadline being extended by another two months. She sounded like she was being generous towards everyone, and that led many of the survivors to breathe out a sigh of relief. After all, most of them had failed to gather 1000 points until now.

Of course, not everyone displayed the same reaction.

“What is it, Hao Win?”

Cinzia knew that Hao Win was staring at her for a long time, but she decided to reply only now and shifted her own gaze towards the man in the black suit.

Hao Win's eyebrows rose up ever so slightly.

“It's nothing, really. Just that….”

“Just that?”

“It's different from what I've heard.”

‘Wasn't it originally three months to begin with?’ Hao Win seemed to have found a way to imply those words without saying them out aloud. Of course, he had no real reason to reveal the truth and get on Cinzia's bad side.

“Is that so? What a shame. I don't know which moron told you those things, but you must have not heard that I'm the general manager this time around.”

“If you say something like that, then I guess there's nothing more to say.”

Hao Win shrugged his shoulders and turned around, breaking eye contact. Cinzia then casually swept her gaze across the rest of the survivors.

“So, how was the first month of your stay in the Neutral Zone?”

Her question was met with nothing but silence.

The reality of the survivors' situation was that no matter how many of them gathered to form a team, none could crack a single 'Normal' difficulty mission.

“Unless you're a complete moron, I'm pretty sure you began to realize the harsh truth by now. 'Ah, I’m really worthless. If I leave this place now, I will die right away'. You must have thought about such things, no? Don’t you think so, burrito?”

The burly Mexican man who complained about not being let into Paradise avoided meeting her gaze in embarrassment.

“Looks like you've all woken up by now.”

Cinzia seemed to be satisfied by their reactions as the tone of her voice...