The 100th Regression of the Max-Level Player

Chapter 76: No More Questions (2)

Sundays regular meeting of Players Haven Caf.

-Hello!

Yamti appeared on the video chat screen with an energetic voice.

-Hello, Yamti.

However, unlike Yamti, the expressions of the others on the screen were far from normal.

-Huh? Why is the atmosphere like this? Whats going on?

-You probably havent heard the news, Yamti.

-What news? Poforin?

-Two of our officers have been out of contact all this time.

-Really? Who are they?

-[My Age Thirty] and [Jam Made of Honey]. Since we havent heard from them since Round 5, it seems they didnt survive.

-Ah

No wonder the atmosphere felt heavy. Someone died.

Yamti understood, but at the same time, she found it puzzling.

They only met through video chat; did they really develop such strong feelings that they were mourning like this?

Ah, I get it. Theyre just acting, right? Trying to impress the Chairman.

The founder of the caf, known as the [Chairman], was undoubtedly the top dog.

In corporate life, it was only natural to cater to your superiors emotions.

And that the Chairman had genuinely shown sorrow every time a player died.

Well, I cant lose in that regard.

Yamti activated her Female Tears.

-Uh, what should we do My Age Thirty and Jam Made of Honey Sniff

-Dont cry, Yamti

-If Yamti cries, I feel like Ill start tearing up too

The officers in the chat room sympathized with Yamtis tears.

Sly bunch. Look how they stick together at a time like this. Well, humans are naturally sly.

Even Yamti couldnt openly fathom what was unfolding.

It was at that moment.

Whats happening?

The Chairman logged in, adjusting his glasses. He cast a surprised glance at the people before him.

Why is everyone in tears?

Thats Chairman

Seizing the opportunity, Lostyak quickly reported, his tone incisive.

He regretted being a step behind, gauging the situation from the expressions of those present.

Ah, why is something like this happening

As anticipated, the Chairman covered his face, displaying a somber reaction. This was his usual response whenever a player met their demise.

Nevertheless, were fortunate that the others have survived.

Chairman, were you alright in Round 5?

Im fine. Otherwise, would I be here?

He chuckled at the trivial query, but there was an undertone of concern in the Chairmans words. Regrettably, the person who had posed the question remained oblivious.

Phew By the way, it seems incidents like this keep happening. Our officers have been reduced to six

Chairman, why dont we recruit new officers now?

Id like to, but dont we lack suitable talent? The candidates who applied last time havent even been in touch.

He was referring to the three officer candidates, including Black Scythe.

Lostyak, those interviewees still havent been in touch?

Yes. Ive called them several times, but no answer.

Could it be they didnt survive in Round 5

While we dont know about the other two, Black Scythe is still alive. Didnt you see the results of Round 5? They passed as first place.

Then why did Black Scythe apply and then go MIA?

I have no idea.

Could they be trying to deceive us

Or maybe Black Scythe wasnt the real one from the beginning? The reason theres been no contact is because they died in Round 5.

Oh, that makes sense, Poforin.

A scammer That actually makes sense.

Well, theres no way a guy like Black Scythe would want to join a cafe like thi'

Poison Food momentarily realized their slip of the tongue, and closed his mouth. However, the Chairmans expression had already chilled.

Poison Food? Did you just say this kind of caf? Whats wrong with our caf?

Our caf plays a pioneering role in this new era by bringing players together through cooperation. Why criticize our caf?

Im sorry, Chairman I didnt mean it that way

As of this moment, Poison Food, I hereby remove you from your officer position. No, youre permanently expelled from the caf.

Yes?!

Cooperating to survive in a situation where even our combined strength falls short, we cant accept someone who belittles our caf. From now on, Poison Person, youll be on our blacklist, so adapt when a new era arrives.

Chair Chairman!

[Poison Food has been banned from the chat room.]

One officer down, five remained.

Now, since weve removed the troublemaker, shall we continue the meeting?

Ah Yes.

The remaining officers faces were tense. Once again, they realized that in this place, the Chairmans word was law.

At that moment, Lostyak made an Ah sound and displayed a noticeably flustered expression.

Whats wrong?

Oh, that, well Theres a player who just applied now

But?

The players nickname is Black Scythe

!

The Chairman and everyone else looked at him in shock.

Black Scythe applied again?

Well, the name is different from the previous Black Scythe.

Whats the name?

The previous Black Scythes real name was Kim In-hong, but the person who applied this time is Hwang Yong-min.

Hwang Yong-min

After pondering for a moment, the Chairman made a decision.

Go visit his home. We dont know for sure if its Black Scythe, but we have to meet to find out, dont we?

What if hes not?

If hes not Black Scythe

The Chairman said in a chilly tone.

Theyll have to pay for playing tricks on us.

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