At this moment, Sterl paused for thought but did not want to stand out. He disguised himself with a panel that resembled a flawed demigod and casually flashed to the edge of a spatial rift.
As soon as he materialized, he was met with numerous gazes directed his way. After a brief moment of hesitation, several individuals approached him, until a burly man clad in purple and gold armor rudely shoved others aside to stand next to Sterl.
"Hey there, friend?"
"If I'm not mistaken, you must possess spatial abilities or have a grasp of the Law of Space," the muscular man observed, his keen perception easily discerning Sterl's control over spatial forces during his teleportation.
"Our team wishes to hire you for a while to assist us in traversing between the main world and hell."
The surrounding players echoed enthusiastically, "Join our team, friend! We are willing to offer you a piece of demigod platinum equipment!"