A clear and familiar mechanical voice descended.
[Congratulations. You have achieved the qualifications to advance to the next round.]
The voice continued.
[In a short while, a timer for the next round will commence. Use this interval for preparation. From the points accumulated in this round, your total will be multiplied by ten. This value will be converted into Custom Points.]
Michael's vision flickered as a new panel opened before him.
[Final Points: 112]
[Conversion Rate: x10]
[Custom Points: 1,120]
[Custom Points may be allocated to increase personal attributes, acquire skills, or purchase items. All choices made here will carry over into subsequent challenges. Choose wisely.]
The words dissolved into silence.
Michael's return to the white space was jarring—like stepping out of a battlefield only to find himself reborn.
It was as though the system had stripped him down, reset his vessel, and re-formed it.
