Chapter 34 – #12. There Are Only Deceivers (1).

#12. There are only cheaters.

“Everyone, please don’t die.”

Seongyoon Choi said that and gave us a small recovery potion.
Did he even have sympathy for the poor bastards?

“It is a recovery potion. If you drink it when you feel like dying, you will be fine.”

If you drink when you feel like dying, you will die.
Even if the recovery potion fully recovers, the situation itself until death does not change.

“Still, if you meet the team well, you can survive. The boss monster itself isn’t that strong. The 0th floor boss monster…”
“The Dark Knight.”
“Ah. It’s just a little bit stronger than him, so that’s enough. It might be rather easy. There is a clear difference between humanoid monsters and golems.”
“Golem… ?”

Someone muttered the name of the boss monster.
Golem, the boss monster on the first floor.
A large monster that forms its body by attracting and gathering materials around it with an unknown attraction centering on its core.
Since it is about 90% downgraded, I think the size is about medium, let alone large.
The description said it was about the height of the second floor of an apartment building, but it is probably around 5M.

“This is the boss monster that appears in the test. It’s downgraded, so it’s about 5 meters.”
“Five, five meters?!”

Matched

Someone couldn’t hide their surprise.

It’s fucking big.
Instead, he was ignorant and slow.
The actual golem is about 15M, so it’s almost meaningless.
It makes me think that I can rub about 5M.
To be honest, I haven’t actually seen it either, so maybe that’s what I was thinking.

“I can do it. If you work together with your teammates, you can survive.”

Choi Seong-yoon’s words mean to ride the bus calmly.

The horns that matched the sum.
Then you can hook up.

We arrived at the training ground.
All but the humans had arrived.
The dorm was so far away that I couldn’t help it.

The training ground is in the form of a road extending in a straight line from a large empty lot.
A total of 10 passages are opened, so 10 teams simultaneously see the test evaluation.

An elf cringed up on a small platform.
Elena Trigard.

I started talking recklessly without thinking about aligning the newbies.
There is no one who is immersed in a role enough to care about such ostentatiousness.

“This is a basic test site. It is a space created to judge whether you have basic values ​​as a player. Testing isn’t too difficult. 95% of you will pass easily. Unfortunately, this test was made for the 5% who didn’t.”

A test to weed out the unworthy.
The intention is sad, but it’s not that I don’t understand.

The main character, Yu Da-hee, rolls with 1 star, falls short of the test, rolls continuously, rolls because of Park Cheol-eon, and returns to the academy several times anyway.
However, after joining the guild, it becomes much easier to return to the first floor.

“The test is simple. Randomly created teams enter each passage, subdue the boss monster, and return. It’s not that difficult.”

I didn’t even set a time limit.
Setting the time itself is a level of difficulty that is close to a numerical value.
However, it was too much of an ordeal for us humans.

“Thanks to the ‘Tower of Struggle’ that recognized the value of the academy, I was able to use the ‘system’. Less time wasted assigning teams. By now, each of them has probably come to mind as a ‘system’ message. The name of the team member.”

—
Article 142
[Kim Jin-woo]
[Gorolin]
[Limunol]
[Holog]
—

Elena snapped her fingers, and a pure white light enveloped her body.
The newbies who had gathered in the vacant lot were repositioned according to their respective groups.

‘It’s fucked up.’

I got a bit of a strong feeling from the name, but it really isn’t.

“Kerukkereuk, human. A team with a human!”
“Kong! Stinky Goblins!”
“Sud, it’s noisy. Dog head.”
“Fuck.”

Green dwarfs, yellow hedgehogs, and gray reptiles.
And human.
There is no hell party.

Said Elena.

“You just enter in the order in which you are ready. As a piece of advice, you are currently getting the attention of the players. The ranking is based on how quickly you passed the 0th floor tutorial.”
“What does rank matter! As for me, Goren… !”
“Ah. Didn’t the instructors in charge explain?”

Elena, an orc who steps out without notice, glances at the orc assistant.
Seeing Elena’s bloody eyes, the orc assistant trembled.

Elena sighed and said.

“Looks like some players haven’t heard, so let me explain.”
“…”
“On the 0th floor, they must have been in an improvised group. Same dimension, same race, or like-minded players… However, from the first floor, they belong to a group called ‘Guild’ and live. It’s okay to be independent, but it will be very uncomfortable. Because that’s what being alone is.”

Elena explained the ‘guild’.
Solo play is a one-way ticket to the River Styx in the ‘Guild’ where players with similar inclinations live together, and in the ‘Tower of Struggle’ where players have to risk their lives to survive day by day.

“I said I was scoring you guys, right? Many of the guilds in the ‘Tower of Struggle’ are not volunteers. They come to the academy every day to scout new players suitable for their ‘guild’. We evaluate your level and leave it as a resource. We are distributing them to make it easier to judge.”

Newbies look around.
Then it starts to show
Players with a slightly different atmosphere from each race training instructor.
They were looking at us as if they were judging us.

“Ranking means that. Your value. High-ranking players are players you want to take from the ‘Guild’, and low-ranking players are players who have no reason to take them from the ‘Guild’. Players who did not belong to the ‘guild’ and were abandoned were weeded out. A player who is culled soon dies. To survive alone, the ‘Tower of Struggle’ is too harsh.”

The atmosphere of the newbies has changed slightly to serious.
Even the orc, who would have exploded his head if there were fairies, kept his mouth shut and was talking to his teammates.

“A team that is ready can start first.”

The reaction was different from before.
There were already several groups of people heading for the aisle with their hands raised, ready to depart.
This test only sees 10 teams at a time.
If you have the confidence that you won’t die, it’s better to start now.

But, our union doesn’t make sense to Shiba.
Unconditionally give up.

I have plans of my own for the afternoon.
Never die

“Gather.”
“Keruk. Did the human bastard just give Gorolin-sama an order?”
“Yes. You all come too.”
“Kong! Smell! Terrible!”
“Suseu, this vacant lot feels uncomfortable for some reason.”

Goblins, Gnolls, and Kobolds.
The 3rd leader of the squirrel tribe.
All three had the size of an elementary school student.

As a ranking, Goblin 〈 Human ≤ Kobold 〈 Gnoll.
This is only in terms of physical conditions.
Considering the level of civilization development, humans are much better than these three races.
Of course, this world can’t use the convenience of civilization, so that ranking is correct.

“Ruler. I am Jinwoo Kim. Strength level 4, agility level 3. Tell me your specs quickly.”
“Specifications? Keruk! Why should I speak to humans!”
“Ah. Fuck. Tell me from you Limunol.”

From the way he was dressed, he seemed to be a goblin shaman, but his stupid self-confidence came over him.
That’s why I have to get crushed by the golem’s fist to come to my senses.

“Kong! Strength level 4, agility level 7! Magic is level 1. Kung!”
“What is your skill?”

My memory is hazy, but Rimunol had skills that roughly nolls would have.
The level wasn’t that high.
I didn’t learn anything from it.

“Horog?”
“Such, strength level 4, agility level 3. Skill… Protective color. 5 levels. Surprise attack. Level 3.”
“Five.”

Protective color.
Kobolds, Lizardmen, and these reptile cubs have this characteristic from birth.
It’s a pity that there is no stealth, but the protective color alone is enough to fool the stupid golem.

“Tell me about the protective color. How do you feel about writing it?”
“Sud, this is not something that can be put into words. It’s an instinct that’s written into the blood of us kobolds.”
“For once, just tell me how you feel. Do you strain your butt when you poop? Come with that feeling.”

Horog glared at me like I was a weirdo.
I guess you didn’t like my example.
Still, Horog explains.
He was a surprisingly good kid.

“… Focus your thoughts on the skin. Then I can feel the touch of the air touching my skin, and when I breathe in as if absorbing the color of the air into my skin…”

It’s normal to not get used to this kind of explanation.
No matter how much I try to understand and follow, I can’t see the path at all.
Even so, the reason why I work hard to follow.

[Obtain ‘Protection Color Lv.1’!]

This is because we are human beings who are being calibrated by the ‘system’.
Of course, the skills learned in this way are far more lame than the kobold’s ‘protective color Lv.
Even at the same level, the power is remarkably low.

It should be meaningful to be able to learn and use one.
If you pile them up like this, one day you will reach the top of the ‘Tower of Struggle’.
Just like Yu Da-hee did.

“Five… Sut, that’s amazing. How did you copy our kobold’s protective color?”
“I don’t know. Did you do what you said?”
“But the color is pale. If you concentrate a little, you will find out.”

You don’t even have to concentrate.
Even if you glance at it, you can see it.
Still, if you can earn that moment, that moment is enough.

“Goblin. Only you are left.”
“Keruk! I…”

The goblin shaman hesitated as she gripped her staff.
Everyone else said it, but it was difficult for her to do it alone.

“Keruk! My strength is level 2. Agility is level 1. Magic is level 5. Keruk!”
“Wow.”

Fucked.

“What is your skill?”
“Skill… Goblin Shaman is level 4…”
“End?”
“Keruk!”

A goblin shaman nodding proudly.
I wanted to break the head.