บท 52: Floor Raid

Scott exhaled sharply.

"System, purchase gas mask. Now."

The System responded immediately.

[Gas mask purchased. 5,000 credits deducted from your balance. Remaining balance: 25,000 credits.]

Before the viewers could even react, a sleek, black gas mask materialized in his hand, as though summoned from thin air. Without hesitation, he strapped it onto his face and adjusted the fit. The mask sealed with a faint hiss and filtered the toxic air almost instantly.

With that, Scott stepped out of the room.

The swirling red gas cloaked his figure as the livestream chat lit up with reactions.

[Wait, where did he pull a gas mask from?]

[Bro said "System" like it's a damn RPG. 😂]

[We literally just saw a guy curve bullets and gas that turns off superpowers. This is average now.]

[Yo, why didn't he give that mask to best girl?]

[Yeah, so Trickshot could blow her head off in two seconds? Big brain move. 🙄]