Nolan let out a breath he didn't know he was holding.
Okay, okay. This wasn't the end of the world. Just a bunch of tired students being impressed by a regular drink.
Maybe it had some trace of spiritual purification or some kind of system enhancement in his interface that he didn't notice. But still—he wasn't going to lose sleep over a water bottle. Probably.
He took another sip and leaned back slightly, watching the students bouncing on their feet, energized, grinning, slapping each other's backs like they'd just downed a legendary potion.
What ticked him off wasn't their excitement—it was the fact that they were getting something out of his cheat. His very own, precious 'Internet Cheat'.
The sacred backdoor to Earth.
The personal exploit that no one else should have. He hadn't been careful because he assumed it didn't matter. Because bottled water was bottled water.
What can it even do?
But now…?
