"A lab… made by a human…"
The moment the words left Eli's mouth, the room erupted.
Not shouting—but the sharp, overlapping murmur of disbelief.
"A lab made by a human?"
"How are you sure it was human-made?"
"That's impossible."
"Could it have been an illusion?"
"What kind of lab was it?"
"How do you know it wasn't just another dungeon construct?"
Eli didn't speak over them.
He knew better.
This wasn't small information—it was the kind that shattered assumptions. He waited as the room buzzed with confusion and speculation, heart pounding while the weight of countless eyes bore down on him.
'They're not wrong… it sounds insane.'
When the noise began to settle, Eli glanced toward Midas. Even the Chairman seemed momentarily stunned—his expression carefully composed, but clearly shaken beneath the surface.
That alone told Eli just how serious this revelation was.
He took a steady breath.
"To answer everyone's questions—yes," he said. "I'm certain it was a human-made lab."
