Chapter 7 – Chapter 2 (2)

“Hey, newcomer. Do this together.”
“Hey. Do that and chop the firewood.”
“Newbie! We’re out of water! Get some water from the well!”

Yes, then it is
I didn’t even think that I would learn martial arts from day one.

What are you doing now?
What is it?
Thanks to my role as the maknae, I’m doing a hell of a job.

Cleaning, washing, chopping firewood, fetching a well.
As if it were natural, all sorts of chores came to me.

In martial arts, most of the main characters learn martial arts, but there is a reason for that.

On the other hand, what about me who has no reason for that?
Of course, I have to do chores from the bottom up and act as the youngest.
Besides, there is a reason for all these chores.

This is because all these chores also serve as a foundation for training the body.

If you read a novel, do you train your body by getting a horseman and exercising it?
That was only possible in a school that could afford to hire a handyman.
In the second-class Moon faction, the Jugeompa, the youngest members have to take care of such chores.
Under the pretext of saving money and training the body.

Chow ah~

I fetched water from the well and poured it into the water jar.

“Whoa~”

Don’t forget to straighten your back as if you’re having a hard time and let out a sigh.
Why? Thanks to the effect of Musculoskeletal 100, it’s almost effortless.
If you say you’re good at chores, won’t these bastards give you more work?

I think it’s similar to the military.
There is a system that gives you more work than praise if you do a good job.
The law is the same wherever people live.
It’s even more the same where you live in a group.

“Hey! Newcomer! When you’ve finished drawing water, chop the firewood again!”
“Oh, old!”

Fuck you. I wanted to take a break, but I’m going to do it again.

I had no choice but to listen to the orders of the general’s subordinate, who was in charge of the life of the clan, and headed to the firewood warehouse near the wall.

There, they found a stump big enough for a few people to dig, and lots of firewood.

“Hey! Don’t you run quickly!”
“I’m leaving now!”

A guy named Kang Byeok, right upstairs, shouts at me as I walk.

For some reason, I was surprised when I first saw him because he had a face that said, “I was born to seek the youngest.”

Damn it, but he’s been here a few months, and I’m a freshman who just joined yesterday.

If I had a fist fight with him, I would be the only one who would be criticized and punished before deciding between right and wrong.

Because he knows more people than I do.
Reminds me of my time in the army, so I tried to keep my appearance as bright as possible.
At least this doorpa saved me, right?
Think of it as repaying the favor.

Poo!

I settled down away from the river wall, set the wood on top, and split the firewood in two at once with an axe.

Puck!

“Ugh…”

But then I deliberately hit it with an ax so that it only dug half way through.

The reason, as I explained before, is that there is a sense of work.
And the river wall next to me sometimes makes similar mistakes.

The lower ranks, which have just escaped the youngest, receive the attention of the upper ranks.

Because when you check out what kind of person the new maknae is, you automatically start evaluating the former maknae as well.

In that situation, the youngest does a very good job?
Then, a huge reprimand follows for the one who was the youngest.
He’s so good, but what are you?
Aren’t you ashamed to say you’re worse than the youngest?

Hearing this kind of thing, of course, wouldn’t it make me feel good?

That’s why you have to deliberately make mistakes while working.
Of course, while giving off the feeling of working hard.

“Hoo-wook! Whoo-wook! That… Senior Kang.”
“Sigh! What is it?”

At my question, Kang Byeok turned into a face of half annoyance and half sympathy.
It must have been a mixture of annoyance at this question and the joy of being called a senior.

“Did senior Kang also learn martial arts?”
“No!”

Kwajak!

The guy answered by splitting firewood.

“My senior right upstairs got the inner gong simbeop after doing chores for 6 months. Now, I can learn inner gong simbeop and martial arts in just two months!”

To? What? What?
6 months? Is that real?
Should I do this shit instead of martial arts for 6 months?

I knew I had to do chores, but I didn’t know martial arts weren’t taught for six months!

Ha fuck… Doesn’t it fall apart like a novel?
If you learn just one martial art, you’ll become a damn good man.
Should I just steal it? No, what do you do with a book?
I don’t have a master who will be the reference point to tell me that.

As a modern person, I absolutely need a teacher who can teach me my inner strength.

Anyway, I’m going to give you lip service here.

“From what I’ve seen, Senior Kang seems to be hated quite a bit if he learns martial arts.”
“What? What do you mean by that?”
“Since you are so strong from the basics, I think your skills will improve dramatically if you learn martial arts. Isn’t it easy for people with a lot of talent to get jealous?”
“Keuk keuk keuk. Well, I trained hard. You know how to look at people.”

Wow, he’s hungry for compliments. The expression is immediately relaxed.
Kang Byeok smiled as if he liked my lip service.
Originally, the youngest is the most involved with the senior.
Until you learn martial arts, you have to be friendly even if you are forced to.

Looking at it this way, it sounds like a lie that I suffered from a personality problem in the military.

Still, these guys are my lifesavers, but there is no such thing as a senior in the army, right?

Anyway, it’s too waste of time to do this shit for half a year.
What should I do? How can I learn martial arts?

Other martial arts protagonists just learn martial arts as soon as they are dressed up, but I almost die as soon as I fall into the world of martial arts, let alone skill.

The fact that these guys saved me could be called a feat in itself, but it would be even better if it was a feat related to martial arts.

‘There is no answer for now, so let’s plant a good image or work.’

Let’s at least think of ourselves as fortunate that we didn’t beg like beggars while starving.

If there is at least one hope, the only hope is that the samurai have died more than expected while beating a fire extinguisher in the corpse.

제발 승우현, 그 개새끼가 주검파 무사를 존나 많이 죽였기를 기원한다.

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“Yes? Martial arts?”
“Yeah. I think you guys are lucky. If it weren’t for the problems with the Hosanchae, we wouldn’t have this kind of luck.”

As the afternoon began, Kang Byeok and I were called by Jang Pyeong.
That’s because it teaches martial arts!
It’s stupid to worry about when you’ll learn martial arts.

The bandit boss must have done his job properly.
The number of samurai decreased due to unexpected damage.
Thanks to you, I learned martial arts.

I don’t know how many people lost it, but from the point of view of the small and medium-sized faction, it will be relieved to fill the reduced number of people.

Originally, a war is like an opportunity for a third party, and the winner or the loser is the most vulnerable right after the war is over.

Kang Byeok had an excited expression at the thought that he could finally learn martial arts.

Me? It’s me, I’m picking carrots.

I followed Jangpyeong, who was heading somewhere, and heard about the martial arts of the corpse.

The representative martial art of the Jugeom faction is the Cheonchugang sword (天墜强劍) based on the technique of the heavy sword.

The heavy sword is a swordsmanship centered on destructive power, and it can be said to be a swordsmanship suitable for battles between many.

Unlike 1:1 battles where the space is wide, heavy swords wielded with great force are very threatening in team battles where there is not enough space to move and evade due to the bodies of allies and enemies.

And there is a foot law named Hojinbo, and a black myeong 黑冥simbeop responsible for the performance of foot law and swordsmanship.

In addition, there is the Heilang Rights, which is the law of control in preparation for a situation without a weapon.

After explaining it like this, it’s just a fucking grandiose name without any use of words.

Isn’t it proof that just the name is trash?
Well, I can’t help it I can live by learning this now.

By the way, as I said, I only eat twice a day.
Yes. It was the 20th century when China had three meals a day.

Until then, I only eat breakfast and dinner, and for lunch, if I am hungry, I have to fill my stomach in moderation.

Whoa… I don’t know what kind of fucking system this is, but what can I do?
It’s not just this place that’s weird, the whole world is like that.
I need to know how to eat well.

Anyway, even though it is a faction of Sapa, a faction is a faction.

After waking up at Jinshi (7:00 am – 9:00 am) and having breakfast, the group was divided into two teams.

During the morning, one team trains martial arts and guards the Munpa, and the other team walks around Taewon-hyeon, which is ruled by the Munpa, collects money and patrols the surroundings.

At the end of the afternoon (11:00 am – 1:00 pm), the external and internal teams were switched.

Anyway, Kang Byeok and I arrived at a quiet space that was cut off from the outside world to learn the most important inner core sim method.

“Now, focus your mind and clear your mind.”

Jangpyeong, who made them separate from each other, made a serious expression that did not match the image of the beggar while sitting cross-legged.

This part is proof that it is very important, and shows that there is no room for mischief.