Chapter 88: Dicin’Dailies
"Hello, everyone! This is the DaisiesDaillies of the world Evolution Online. On this platform, we don’t consider Evolution Online a game—we consider this our reality, a place of escape. A world we’re carefully crafting to be a better place than our deteriorating earth.
"Today we bring you electrifying news. Matters that will tickle your ears and ignite your heart’s expectations. Sitting here with me is my stunning guest. Please introduce yourself, dear guest."
The camera focused on a young alabaster-skinned lady. Her eyes were black and almost lifeless, her hair jet black also, long and cascading down her shoulders. She looked like a goddess delicately carved from white stone, carefully sharpened and smoothed by a divine artist obsessed with perfection.
She was dressed in a simple black suit, her cleavage openly displayed, making a man who had just drained ten barrels of water thirst for something more.
As she moved her lips, the people behind the camera were mesmerized. Even her voice was like the sweet, soft melody of a piano progression—she was art embodied in its purest form.
"My name is Lucreatia Eki. The White Snake, as I’m popularly known. I’m also the Assistant Clan Leader of the Golden Wings. I’m here on behalf of my Clan Leader, as there’s intense preparation going on regarding the raid. She’s been quite busy."
The host, sitting behind the semi-circular table, donned in a crisp grey suit, gestured lightly with his hands as he spoke.
"Speaking of this raid—this must be the raid of the Level 300 Named Deviant Aetherion, right?"
The lady nodded.
Her tone was even, devoid of any unnecessary inflection.
"We’ve put the raid on hold for a long time now. We’re also aware that other renowned clans such as the ninth-ranked Eeshoro Clan, the sixth-ranked Ragers, and so on have failed miserably."
The man paid attention.