199 – The Returner Goes Away (2)

“It’s roughly an oriental world, but… “

Although this world is not completely the same as China, it is a world that has some similarities. Although the place names are different, the people are different, and the countries are different, the lifestyles and architectural styles are somewhat similar. It seems like there is also an imperial family. Therefore, at this level, it would not be awkward to call it ‘martial arts style’.

However, the difference lies in the treatment of ‘unmanned personnel’. Why are you not a martial artist? There is no martial arts.

The perception of the unmanned people in this world is that they are social misfits. Psychopaths. Mentally ill people. They say they are being treated harshly, similar to how Jews were treated in medieval Europe. It was so bad that the furry bandits were looking down on the warriors.

“Those guys are pure idiots. I challenged anyone to fight to the death in order to sharpen my skills… We fought in guesthouses and private houses and broke everything… I guess they cut up the mountain to find some kind of elixir… “

A furry dog clicking its tongue. Even though the subject is lying face down and burying his head, he seems to have the energy to laugh at the warrior.

“There are not enough prisons because of those bastards. “They are thieves who don’t do any work, and the people are dying because of these unmanned people.”

“Inviolability of government affairs? “Where did it go?”

“… Well, if you write difficult characters, it will be easier to understand… “

“So, you know that the imperial family and the martial arts world usually decide not to interfere with each other.”

“Hey, why aren’t you interfering? Those are the things the imperial family hates the most. “Bandits like me will let you go if you get paid, but they kill people just to practice their skills.”

“… “Is there any opposition from the military?”

“What if there is a backlash? “Even if they are strong, if the army rushes in, three generations will die.”

The furry dog, who was swearing a lot, suddenly turns his head and looks at me carefully.

“That… Are you not unmanned? Or maybe you have an unmanned acquaintance… “

“… “That’s not true.”

When I saw the furry dog treating the unmanned person like a dirty stray cat, I felt confused.

Is it because it is a world where the warriors are not strong enough? Or is there some function I don’t know about?

This world is also a world destroyed by the tower, so I don’t think it’s strange if warriors who can be called strong in their own way are like this.

“Hmm… okay. Thanks.”

“No, I’ll be better…” Lol. There were a lot of rude examples.”

Leaving the furry dog rubbing my hands behind me, I started walking towards the nearest village. (This is the village that the furry told me about, but if it’s a lie, it might actually kill a person.)

Once you understand this world, you will be able to find the ‘Director’.

**

A week has passed since I entered the 18th floor and this world.

Life here… It was sh*t. I think the expression ‘it sucks’ is appropriate.

First of all, there are no convenience facilities at all. You have to run errands in the back room, sleep with so many other travelers, and the food is so delicious that it makes you nauseous.

I realized once again how blessed life is in reality. If you were to force them to sleep in the wild, they would mentally win by saying, ‘Yes, because they are homeless~’, but this place is really… Because it was dirty. I miss the clean temple building where I could eat and sleep on the 16th floor.

The problem was that there was no particular way to make money. No one would entrust their work to a stranger with no connections, no name, and unfamiliar behavior. I could have quickly become wealthy by committing robbery, but my conscience would not allow me to do that. In the end, I had to earn my travel expenses by doing odd jobs.

Also, I have not been able to meet Choi Ji-won during this time. In fact, if we have the same physical abilities, Choi Ji-won is stronger than me, and she even has her own boobs, so she’s not particularly worried. She is a smart woman to begin with. I believe in Choi Ji-won.

“It’s so wide…”

This is why I keep emphasizing the word ‘world.’ This place is really, really big. Perhaps because the scope of action was not limited by a protective shield like the previous floor, finding a single person here was closer to picking a star from the sky. The probability of meeting Choi Ji-won after clearing it seems higher than the probability of finding Choi Ji-won while wandering around here.

Of course, it wasn’t just a negative experience. I was able to meet another player while traveling.

How did you find out you were a player? I looked into it because I was a Westerner. They are all Asians with black hair and yellow skin, but if you suddenly see a Westerner with bright yellow eyes, that person should be considered a player.

“Hey, this is my first time seeing another player! Nice to meet you!”

“How long have you been here?”

“I think it’s been about a month or so?”

Leaving behind the overjoyed Western player, I asked him the question I had been harboring all along.

“Isn’t it unfair?”

“What is it?”

“The fact is that even though I had become as strong as I could, I was thrown into a weak body.”

The 16th floor is the floor where technology is refined. The 17th floor is the floor where magical power is honed. As the players went through hardships and became stronger, the angel threw them into weak bodies that could not utilize them.

Of course, it is said to have a stronger body than that of an ordinary person, but it is nothing compared to the body of a superhuman… It was just put into the body of an adult who had been exercising a bit. The amount of magical power is ridiculously low. If I were another player, I would have been quite, quite mortified.

“It’s actually better, isn’t it?”

“… Yes?”

However, the man gave an answer that was completely opposite to what I expected.

“There is no place like this to train your skills.”

A man begins to explain while snorting.

“Actually, in reality, even if we wanted to ‘train’, there is no place to do it. Even if you create your own training center on the first floor, it’s not enough. Even if you try to spar with another player, it’s difficult to find a trustworthy player, and it’s unclear whether that person will be able to control their strength properly.”

“… “That’s right.”

“But how great it is to be able to fight against other hostile ordinary people with an ordinary person’s body. The amount of magical energy is very abundant compared to physical ability, so the intention to fight using magical energy was clearly conveyed.”

“… “You say you have abundant magical power?”

“Yes? Sure. “It’s almost the same level as my real self, isn’t it?”

“… To? Ah.”

Only then did I realize that I had made a huge misunderstanding. Other people do not lack magical power even if their physical abilities are fixed.

[Stats]

[Strength:XX] [Dexterity:XX] [Intelligence:XX] [Health:XX] [Magic Power:XX]

This is the ‘stat window’ of other players. Usually, people raise their level by killing monsters and invest the stat points gained through leveling up in their status window. Naturally, most people take stats that provide immediate benefits, such as strength or agility. Or invest a little in ‘health’ that can increase your combat sustain.

mana? Guys with great traits invest in magic power to use the traits often, but their priority is low. Currently, there are no ‘wizards’ in the tower. Such a weak profession could not survive on the fourth floor. If you say there is one, it would be a ‘battle wizard’.

However, due to my various eccentricities through regression, my ‘achievement level’ is higher than others, and according to Jiwon Choi, this has the effect of raising all stats evenly. In other words, of course I have much, much more magic power than the average player.

“… “

Even by my standards, the magic power was extremely low, but from the average player’s point of view, the magic power was sufficient. If so, the concept of this floor also makes sense.

This probably means experiencing how strong an ordinary person can become by using the weapon skills learned on the 16th floor and the magic power learned on the 17th floor. This probably means experiencing the extent to which your own skills are effective. Look at that player now. Isn’t he ready to bury his bones in ‘training’ just as the Archangel wants?

“Ah, yes… I wish you good luck.”

“Yes! Thank you!”

In the end, was Eokkka limited to me? He asked this man if he knew about ‘The Inspector General’, and he said he didn’t either.

**

Again, a week has passed.

Two weeks is an absurdly short time to explore one world, but it can be said to be enough time to get used to it to some extent. This is a fact proven by military training camps.

This is the nearest large city. After hearing the rumor that an unconnected person like me had to get a job in a big city to make money, I began to flow into the big city, and yesterday I actually succeeded in getting a request from a rich man.

The result was my purse becoming richer.

“Please give me a plate of gyoza.”

“…Our guests pay in advance.”

“Here it is.”

“Yep! Here’s a plate of gyoza!”

Perhaps it was because I was wearing dirty clothes, so I threw money to Jeomsoi, who asked for payment in advance, and sat down. When it comes to a guesthouse in a martial arts world, I feel like I should order bamboo leaf salad, but I don’t have the money. I have no choice but to be satisfied with filling my stomach right now.

Why do you order gyoza instead of dumplings? The dumplings were lumps of flour with nothing inside. I thought it was cheap for some reason.

“Gyoza has arrived!”

“Thank you.”

On the other hand, this gyoza is a complete food that contains some pork and vegetables. This means that you can get all of the carbohydrates, fat, and protein in one dish. The taste is ridiculously lacking compared to modern dumplings, but it is at an edible level.

“Ugh…”

I picked up the gyoza with chopsticks with a dark smile on my face. I didn’t pick just one. I picked up two at once. Look at this shine. Look at this fat. It was very rewarding to work hard for 6 hours to find the lost cat.

The moment when I opened my mouth and tried to fill it with happiness.

“…Can you please give me one bite?”

“…Yes?”

“Just one bite…”

A man similar to me, or even more kinky than me, took a seat next to me and asked for gyoza. Judging by the clothes he was wearing, he didn’t seem to be a real beggar, but he looked like someone standing somewhere on the road to becoming a beggar.

“…Hey.”

This is a plate of gyoza obtained through blood and sweat. The compassion I would show to unknown beggars has long disappeared from my heart over the past two weeks.

I tried to firmly refuse, but I was speechless for a moment when I saw the man’s calloused hands.

This man. Not an ordinary person.

“…Is it really not possible?”

This man was the first warrior I met.

-I met the supervisor.

He was the first supervisor I met.