Ainz - Master Source

Looking up at the throne, he uttered the necessary phrase. “Open master source.”

A translucent window that looked like the menu but was different opened up. The board was full of countless words divided up by tabs. This was the Great Tomb of Nazarick’s administrative system. Things like the daily upkeep cost, current locations of minions and their types, what kind of devices (including magictraps) were currently active—all this information was displayed there, and it was set up so that general admin tasks could be completed right from the menu. In the Yggdrasil days, there was a different way to view it, and it could be seen from anywhere at any time, but through experimentation, Ainz had learned that in this world it was possible to view it only from the heart of their headquarters, the Throne Room.

It’s a pain to have to come here every single time I want to use it, that’s for sure, but...I have a ring, so I guess it’s not a big deal.

With a practiced hand, Ainz opened the NPC tab. The names of the NPCs he and his guildmates created were listed there. Ainz changed the sorting from alphabetical to level, starting from the highest, and scanned down until his eyes stopped at a certain point. Then he looked silently at Albedo.

“Yes, that’s her current status.”

Among all the names written in white letters, only Shalltear Bloodfallen’s was black. Ainz knew what that change meant, but...He looked twice, three times, and when he realized it wasn’t his eyes playing tricks on him, he screamed in his mind, That can’t be! If his bony face could have moved, it would have no doubt been twisted up in shock.

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Volume 3, Chapter 3.1