CHAPTER 113
"..."
A pin-drop silence suddenly washed over the hallway as every onlooker stared at the newcomer.
Their eyes were fixed on him intently before drifting collectively toward his wrist, where his watch displayed his grade boldly for all to see.
1.2
"Kuk—pfff—hahahahaha!"
It initially started as a desperate attempt to resist a rising urge.
Then it broke out as a stifled chuckle, and finally, it transformed into a full-blown, unhinged laughter that spread among the onlookers as if they were watching a top-tier comedy show.
The sheer confidence the silver-haired boy had walked in with earlier had actually worried them for a moment, but upon seeing his miserable grade, they couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of the situation.
The power gap between him and Berg was as stark as night and day.
A grade 1.2 human challenging a grade 6.8 meta-human?
Who could possibly be foolish enough to attempt such a suicide mission?
