"Check out the Ranking!"
Max was so absorbed admiring the architecture of Central Atrium, when a loud shout broke his attention and drew the attention of everyone else.
'As guessed, there's always a town crier.'
Despite the marginal difference between the way Elites did things, there were things that couldn't be changed.
Max followed the source of the voice, the girls around him did too.
A brown-haired youth, wearing a big designer sweater and shoes with glowing lights, waved his phone in the air.
There was a brief pause of activities in the lobby for a moment before everyone reacted and brought out their phone.
Beside him, Max noticed the girl with fluffy hairband that had her hair packed in a ponytail also brought out her phone.
The moment after, the atmosphere became pin-drop silent.
"What's it?"
Those who didn't bring out their phones or had it on them turned to their companions who froze in disbelief.
