Swillevin

In the brightly lit room, a man sat on one of the plush sofas, his gaze fixed on the glowing screen of his phone.

Suddenly, he let out a shout that pierced the quiet air.

"Alfred, the profile information has been updated!" He exclaimed, his voice echoing off the walls.

A few moments afterward, a man entered the room with a determined and serious expression. "Young Master Marcus," he said, addressing Marcus with a respectful nod. "The information was indeed updated several hours ago. I've taken the liberty of conducting some research on the participants."

Marcus leaned forward, his curiosity piqued. "How many participants are there?" he inquired, eager to know more.

Alfred paused for a moment, his brow furrowed in concentration. "There are thirty participants in total, including yourself," he replied, his tone measured.

"And are there any participants more popular than me?" Marcus questioned, his tone taking on a note of nervousness.

Alfred shook his head reassuringly. "No, young Mast
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