Chapter 347 – I'm Not Here to Play Angel Investor
Lux stepped closer, eyes narrowing. The code running on the side monitors looked dense, alive—lines of script crawling faster than most mortals could keep up with. He could almost feel the intelligence humming beneath it. Like a system that wanted to be more than just a game.
Elias gestured to the rig. "Would you… like to try it?"
Lux's smirk returned. "Always."
He slid into the seat like a king claiming his throne.
Elias hurried to adjust the straps, fumbling with the glove sensors, while the rest of the devs watched with wide eyes.
The headset lowered.
For a moment, darkness. Then—light.
Lux stood in a digital wasteland, a realm coded in fractured obsidian and crimson skies. Data storms howled in the distance, the ground rippling under his boots like living glass. He flexed his hands—perfect haptic feedback, smooth as silk. Every motion registered instantly.
A voice echoed in the air, low and resonant.
[Welcome, Player.]
