"I hope you've all had your coffee.
We're not stopping for a lunch break."
Kang Min adjusted the settings on his broadcast interface as he stepped onto the 9th floor.
The air here didn't smell like the damp moss of the grotto.
It smelled like old coins, polished mahogany, and that cloying, expensive incense you only find in boutiques for the ultra-rich.
This was the Gilded Labyrinth of Choice, a floor that had ended more promising careers than any boss monster ever could.
『[Viewer_33]: Floor 9! This is the graveyard for anyone who thinks they're lucky.』
『[Slayer_Official]: It's the 'Choice' floor. You pick a door, find a treasure, and then realize the room is a trap that locks you in for a week.』
『[Small_Change_Goblin]: Get ready for five hours of Singularity staring at doors and overthinking. Just pick the shiny one, Edgelord.』
Kang Min didn't even glance at the doors.
