At his subordinates' words, Ezechiele clenched his teeth. He knew they were just empty pleasantries without meaning, but sadly, he simply could not refuse. Ezechiele took off his shoes and pulled a rope out of his backpack.
As he prepared himself, Gualtiero cheered and applauded. "You're the best, Ezechiele. Everyone! Please give a round of applause to our leader, Henrik, also known as Ezechiele of the government shelter!"
"If it's Henrik, isn't he a veteran?"
"But what's that person doing here?"
Everyone looked at Ezechiele with a mixture of dull and curious eyes. Ezechiele muttered to himself that he was not here by chance. Back in the simulation, there had been only three people who went through labyrinths religiously, and he was not one of them. Of course, it was not as if he had no experience at all. It was just his first time in a labyrinth like this.
"Come on! Applause, applause!"
As Ruggero encouraged them, those who had been drawn to the crowd clapped and applauded.
