Hill had been mingling in the crowd for quite some time and found that these members of the Undead Tribe really put a lot of effort into their work.
Moreover, they were constantly excited, boasting endlessly.
After listening for so long, Hill realized he couldn't hear anything related to games anymore; he could only understand that they were discussing the realism of this world.
And that was only because he could guess some of it from the conversations. Others, even a powerful Legendary Mage like Fran, probably only knew that this was another branch of the Undead Tribe.
They weren't enemies with the original group, but they weren't peaceful either—competition was strong.
Just like what Hill was seeing at that moment: a small part of those working below were not entirely convinced by the High-level Undead commanding from the air and looked somewhat displeased.
But most of them were just foolishly happy.
