“Who’s the Babel Tower administrator?”
“Oh my, you see them every day and still don’t know? Who else would it be!”
‘…Every day?’
The one who “manages” the Tower and its Rankers every day. As far as Jioh knew, there was only one thing that performed that function.
“No way… the system window?”
Seeing his reluctant expression, the rabbit folded her arms. She let out a short sigh.
“Who else is there? It’s strange. You should’ve had plenty of chances to talk with Babel… It’s not like you dawdled the whole time and then crammed your way up to the 49th floor in a rush.”
Flinch—Jioh’s shoulders twitched when he suddenly ran into the right answer.
Images flashed through his head—Koreans going full throttle like a pack of dogs on a snowy day, smashing through the Tower. Near the end, competitive drive kicked in and even madness ran rampant…
Shrinking as he recalled his compatriots’ chaotic “攻略” antics, Gyeon Jioh.
Catching on fast, the rabbit clapped a hand over her mouth and pointed in horror.
“D-don’t tell me you brute-forced it with last-minute cramming? The Tower攻略?”
‘F*ck, it wasn’t even my doing—why am I embarrassed? You hot-blooded…