Artic continued to work on the Glass Law for the rest of his path. He didn't have a different thought in mind. Although his life was slow, he wasn't concerned about that.
On the contrary, it made him happy. No one wanted to kill him, who going start to jump him from the right and left. That was pretty cool. He is happy with this.
As Artic thought about all this, he closed his eyes slightly and went to sleep. Time never knew how to pass.
Artic opened his eyes with the system's message.
"The user, the Poison Fire Artificial Satellite, asks who we are and why we're here."
Artic responded immediately after waking up to the sound of the system.
"show them a picture of the coin (Medallion) in the inventory. Tell them I'm here to trade.»
After Artic's words, the system did what it was told without answering in any way.
Five or ten seconds later, the system started talking to him.
