Rumors about Steve

"B-rank?"

In an unknown location in the United States, two people sat at either end of a long table.

"Let me explain father, I found the creature you told me about, but when I killed it I only received a simple death alert."

The young man said a little flustered, his identity of him is quite obvious, he is the young man who tried to conquer the mansion on the first floor.

Unlike his character, he has curly black hair different from his father's, but his blue eyes seem to be the trait that unites them.

"I see, continue."

The man on the other end seemed interested in this, stopped eating and focused on his son.

"Yes, after killing the creature they named -Enderman- a strange message from the tower rang, I've never heard of that before."

"Ohh, what message?"

"I remember clearly, he was saying..."

"..."

After the young man told him all the information, his father seemed to contemplate these words.

"Reality Hurts, Steve...remember that alias on the following floors."

Floors outside of world competitions are only entered by people from the same country, so this man thought that Steve should be a Runner from the United States.

Tump.*

At that moment, the large double doors of the dining room were suddenly thrown open.

"Father, I bring news."

A young woman in her early 20s rushed to the table, with her long blonde hair, her blue eyes, and her beautiful face, she looked like a Hollywood actress.

"What's going on?"

They both looked at this disrespectful young woman with no expression on her face, they seemed used to her behavior.

"Our informants from other countries all tell us the same thing, Runner Steve must be found."

The young woman put her hands on the table and spoke directly to her father, completely ignoring her brother.

"That?"

"How can this be possible?"

This information left them very surprised.

The young man obviously got caught up in the Reality Hurts caused by Steve on the first floor in the United States, how can Runners from other countries have it too?

The man on the other hand began to think about the meaning of this, Steve's actions affected the first floor in all countries or... all countries are on the same first floor.

"Why so surprised?"

The young woman was confused, she thought that this information was strange and could be concocted by Runners from other countries, how could this Steve become so famous from one moment to the next?

What she did not know is that the Runners who died on the first floor spread the rumors on the internet, now the alias Steve is known and debated in all countries.

"Prepare a meeting with the other guilds, inquire about newbies with aerial or tracking skills, we'll make another mass expedition."

The man decided to check his crazy guess, if it was true then his rookies could loot those from other countries.

"I'm not your secretary."

The young woman withdrew from the place pouting and muttered a few words.

'First the Collector and now this Steve, this is getting interesting.'

WildFang Family, family leader and founder of the #1 WhiteFang Guild in America: Diorge WildFang, Rank S Runner.

...

"Who are you calling impolite runt lady?"

Returning with Har in XCountry, the receptionist woman had shown her true self, leaving the streamer girl and her viewers speechless.

"..."

{AlphaJoan369-"Shameless, how dare you speak to Ariel like that?"-}

{SaxMasterOMG-"Little Ariel, blink twice if you feel threatened"-}

{DrSoap- "This woman is not like that, she must be being manipulated by that Lucilfer"-}

{LittleHoTney-"The previous comment, if I find you I'm going to tattoo my frying pan on your face."-}

"This is unfortunate, and to think that I almost did business with a guild like that."

Har shook her head, obviously this woman was ruined by her own mouth, now she even felt embarrassed.

"Excuse her, she's been very nervous lately, she's afraid she won't be able to complete her next floor."

At that moment, the guild door opened and a figure came out, it was a bald middle-aged man.

"Oh, it's Drac Silva, the leader of the newly promoted Black Light Guild!"

The girl yelled enthusing the onlookers.

"Excuse me young man, can you tell me the business you would do with us?"

The middle-aged bald man stood in front of the receptionist and spoke to Har.

"No, I decided that I will do business with another guild."

Har didn't bother talking to these people anymore, he turned and was ready to leave.

"Uh, Mister Lucilfer, can you tell us what his business was with the Black Heart guildlady?"

The girl said with bright eyes to Har, obviously she no longer cared about her relationship with that guild and was trying to forge a bond with this Chrollo Lucilfer.

'Black heart?'

'Again ma'am?'

Drac's and the receptionist's faces had veins popping with anger.

"You can come to the next guild and see for yourself, I assure you that it will be more interesting than recording these old men."

Har said with a smile on his face, he had no respect for these people, obviously they were both the same, besides this Drac was only a D rank, there was nothing to fear in giving him a taste of his own medicine.

"You, you dare to disrespect your elders? I should teach you some manners."

He couldn't allow his image to be disrespected like that on the Internet.

The middle-aged bald man walked towards Har with the intention of striking, which confirmed Har's thought.

"You're just a D rank, do you dare to fight me?"

Har thought that if this man had any magical ability he would have to be smart enough to tell the difference in range.

"Hump, at most you're a rank [D-] (lower)"

The middle-aged bald man walked over to Har, then ran up and threw a punch.

'His agility should be 30 points but his strength is much higher, he should be trying to reach [D+] rank (higher).'

Har didn't dodge, he looked directly at the fist and sized it up.

woosh.*

When the fist was inches from his chest, Har's right hand suddenly appeared, grabbing the bald middle-aged's fist.

"This, how can this be possible?"

The old man looked at Har in dismay, he had put most of his points into strength, reaching a terrifying 90 points, even a rank D+ (above) couldn't catch his fist.

"You shouldn't be impulsive, you never know who you might be dealing with."

Har clenched this Drac's fist tightly, blue veins could be seen on his hand, obviously he was exerting almost all of his current strength.

"Aaah!!"

Drac cried out in pain and fell to his knees, his hand feeling as if it would break with a simple squeeze.

"Oops, sorry, I still don't control my strength."

This was the first time Har used the strength of a C rank, he only used 200 points and broke a person's hand, he is already considered a superhuman with overwhelming strength, he thought that he should train himself to avoid this kind of situation in the future. .