As the crowd continued to gather in the arena, the atmosphere buzzed with excitement. The entrance exam was being live-broadcasted to non-awakened people, who could only watch through the accounts of their awakeners that recording it. Phones were held up, and the comments flowed in.
"Slime vs. Shadow Wisp?" one viewer read aloud, his voice filled with disbelief.
"Is the slime's master an idiot? Didn't he see the difference between his slime and the Shadow Wisp?" another friend replied, shaking his head.
"Poor slime," a third viewer chimed in, their tone laced with sympathy.
"The slime is going to get killed! Wait, what happens to the slime then?" one of them wondered, his eyes glued to the screen.
"I think that's why he's not scared," his friend responded thoughtfully. "His slime will die in battle, but it'll come back to life again. If it does, he can't form a contract with it anymore, though. He'd have to find another familiar."
