Skyler shed his uniform, replacing it with a new, more comfortable dark top and pants for combat, ensuring his academy uniform wouldn't be soiled in the upcoming battle.
Even when he was done, 505 didn't respond to his request. So, he called out once more.
"505?"
A screen flashed before him.
("Host, I have bad news! I have tried repeatedly, but I can't track the beasts in your vicinity anymore! I believe my access has been restricted in this level. QAQ. Now, I can only provide you with information and relay messages from the main system.")
"What?"
Skyler's brows furrowed. What a bummer. Maybe the main system of the Battle Royal has caught on to the fact that people like him can exploit the systems.
"So, you are useless for now..."
He muttered softly.
("QAQ. Host, I thought we were friends?")
