Chapter 15

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Translated by Jinmu

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– F*ck lmaooooo

– Reached 4 Uniques.

– The community strategy posts are going to explode.

– How are we supposed to follow this.

– Please watch the video and follow along~

– Very easy, right?

[SwordKing has supported 50,000 won.]

[Please tutor me too;]

“Thank you for the 50,000 won donation!”

While Yeon-woo was reacting, Han-bit received the training manual.

Poof!

‘Basic Swordsmanship’ registered upon use.

He had acquired all the skills disclosed in the guidebook.

From now on, it was time to move forward towards what lay beyond that.

“To you, that would probably be insufficient.”

The swordsman, who had been standing quietly, met his gaze and opened his mouth.

– ?

– What’s insufficient?

The viewers reacted first to the never-before-seen situation.

Having already anticipated this, Han-bit nodded his head.

“It is insufficient indeed. Do you have anything else?”

“I heard that my master has come to Edlen. If you meet him, you will be able to attain a completely different teaching.”

He held out a cloth with a green sword emblem drawn on it.

Upon receiving it, a message popped up.

[Quest]

You have heard news regarding Swordsman Balder’s master.

If you receive his acknowledgment, it seems you will be able to learn a very special technique.

Objective: Find the Swordsman of the Wind in the Edlen region.

Reward: Linked Quest Unlocked

– A special technique?

– Don’t tell me this is a hidden skill?

– Swordsman of the Wind. Shivers.

– Isn’t he just giving another Rank 2 skill?

– What do you mean hidden skill at the starting area;

– Stop running your delusion circuits. Lol.

A fight broke out in the chat window over the word laden with emphasis.

‘It is a hidden skill, though.’

The recommended skills Han-bit had seen.

Among them, a few blank spaces radiated a particularly special light.

One of those was precisely the hidden skill obtainable in Edlen.

“Thanks. I’ll go meet him.”

“Find the place where the winds gather. If you show this cloth to master, he will probably… at least accept a conversation.”

Finishing his words, the swordsman picked up his real sword and disappeared behind the cabin.

‘The place where the winds gather…’

It was an accurate explanation, so there was nothing else to add.

Although ordinary players probably wouldn’t even have a clue.

“What is this? What do you mean a special technique?”

“Who knows. He’ll probably give something good.”

“Ah, hyung! You already know!”

The two went down the mountain following the path.

Right after re-entering the city, an alarm rang.

Ding.

[Cuckoo has supported 1,000 won.]

[Hundreds of people currently moving to the cabin. Swordsman scheduled for overtime.]

– Lmaooooo

– Aren’t they almost all newbies? Lol.

– Black Dragon has poisoned the well.

– What if a national Kendo representative is among them?

– Probably still tough?

– Can’t they do it if they’re a national rep?

– What if they are a Capsule owner?

– Yup, you can’t buy that even if you have money~

Reading the chat, a question popped into Han-bit’s mind as well.

‘Is it possible if they are a true genius?’

Han-bit didn’t consider himself to have talent.

It was just that the depth of his training and real-combat experience was overwhelming.

Would there truly be a person with enough talent to narrow that gap?

“But why did you come back to Edlen? What about the master?”

“Ah, that. I’m going to find him tomorrow.”

– ?

– Don’t cross the line.

– Everyone, it’s dawn.

– I sleep at 10 AM, though?

– Just don’t leave;

The viewers trying to hold him back somehow despite the late hour.

Han-bit answered firmly.

“You guys didn’t forget that today is my 2nd day, right? If you’re curious about what technique it is, come again tomorrow.”

– Ah.

– Come to think of it, it was his 2nd day;

– Wasn’t it his 2nd year?

– If you stay in Edlen for 2 years, aren’t you a pervert?

– That’s his preference.

The reactions of the viewers who had genuinely forgotten.

Observing the situation, Yeon-woo raised his voice.

“Ah, that’s certainly true. We did run a lot, indeed.”

“Then I’ll get going. See you tomorrow too.”

“Yes, have a good rest.”

– Ah so close.

– See you tomorrow.

– Please see you tomorrow.

– Dragon-bye.

– Dragon-bye. Lol.

Beep.

The game concluded along with the greetings of the viewers.

“Phew.”

Taking off the headgear, Han-bit let out a sigh.

“Ugh, so hot.”

Hair and back drenched in sweat.

It felt like he wouldn’t be able to fall asleep without taking a shower.

Grabbing a towel, Han-bit was about to leave the room.

Bzzzt.

Right then, a sudden vibration rang.

Picking up his smartphone, his eyes widened.

[Joo Yeon-woo]

[Hyung, I sent the calculated donations and prize money to your account. I’m going to sleep~]

“… Already?”

The settlement he thought would take a few days.

Surprised, Han-bit quickly launched the banking app.

“How much was it? I wonder how much it’ll be.”

Gaze focused along with a happy deliberation.

He didn’t even need to go into the transfer history.

Because strictly speaking, there hadn’t even been ten thousand won in this account.

However, right now, an amount so filling that it was absurd was deposited.

[3,113,000 Won]

“Crazy.”

He doubted his eyes.

He was surprised that the guy really gave all the challenge mission prize money, but there were other things added on.

Did he really receive that massive amount of donations?

“Is this real, seriously.”

Despite it being a tiring hour, he completely woke up.

To think he earned more money than his intern salary over just two days.

Even the actual playtime barely amounted to about 10 hours.

“Hah.”

A lament naturally escaped at the unrealistic gap.

The game he enjoyed progressing through while recalling old memories compared to his intern life, where he was tied to a seat snooping around his surroundings.

The fact that it was a world he knew played a part, but the existence of the broadcast and viewers doubled the money and the fun.

“… Should I just not go to work.”

Thinking about commuting to the company in the morning, those words slipped out naturally.

However, he knew well that it was an impossible story.

Cold reality wasn’t lenient enough to be changed by 3 million won.

“Let’s wash up first.”

Letting out a sigh, Han-bit grabbed the towel and left the room.

In the master bedroom where the door was left open, his mother was asleep.

‘A burning filial son must endure.’

The news of 3 million won he wanted to wake her up and inform her of right this instant.

However, he couldn’t interfere with his mother’s commute.

Tap tap.

Han-bit, having launched the banking app, immediately transferred the money.

‘Done.’

Han-bit, who had sent 3 million won to his mother, nodded his head in satisfaction.

Quickly finishing his shower, he returned to his room.

‘So what happens now.’

Lying in bed, Han-bit blankly stared at the dark ceiling.

As expected, RP was indeed that world where he had worked desperately.

It was a completely different method, but it felt like attempting his 56th playthrough again.

‘Can I reach it this time?’

The achievement of the goal he had failed in all 55 attempts.

Honestly, he felt resentful not even catching a glimpse of Erport’s face.

Could he reach it this time, when the environment had changed?

Once everything is over, there’s also a possibility of facing the goddess again.

‘Come to think of it, the identity of the developers named Zero as well…’

The continuing train of thought gradually blurred.

Perhaps he was more tired than he thought, as it didn’t take long for him to fall asleep.

***

The next morning.

“Kang Han-bit!”

Han-bit sprang up at the tremendous shout.

As if hellfire had dropped on his forearm, it was burning hotly.

“Mom?”

His mother’s face came into view through his half-open eyes.

Her furious expression and the smartphone held in her hand gradually became vivid.

Simultaneously, he perceived the pain in his arm.

“My arm!”

The forearm where his mother’s hand had touched was marked red.

Feeling truly wronged, Han-bit raised his voice.

“Why hit me!”

“You speak clearly.”

Such an appeal didn’t work at all.

His mother shoved the smartphone screen forward and asked.

“This money, where did it come from? You took it out of that bankbook, didn’t you?”

The bankbook where she had kept all the money he sent during his military service intact.

She called it leftover salary, but since it wasn’t an amount that could be explained by that, he absolutely never touched it.

Because money the son painstakingly saved should rightfully be spent for the son.

If he had taken money out of there, he would genuinely feel angry too.

“What bankbook are you talking about? I earned this from playing a game.”

“What?”

The answer from her son rubbing his arm was absurd.

He mentioned playing RP, but how could one earn 3 million won in two days?

It was a nonsensical story.

“You know what happens if you lie, right?”

“Why would I lie? I received it for helping Yeon-woo’s game broadcast.”

“Broadcast? Yeon-woo does game broadcasts?”

His mother was well aware of game broadcasts as well.

Because that too appeared on the news with all sorts of hot topics.

About half of which were provocative stories linked to social issues.

“Isn’t that dangerous?”

“What’s dangerous? I just earned it because I’m so good at the game. People give donations as a way of cheering me on.”

“…”

The surprised heart remained, but his mother knew well.

That the son before her eyes would absolutely never do anything bad.

The biggest accident he had caused so far was just the incident where he tried to secretly drop out of high school to get a job.

So she was always worried in this regard.

“Hah.”

Briefly checking the clock, his mother shoved the smartphone into her bag.

“Let’s talk again after I get back. You get ready for work too.”

“No, I’m saying it’s real?”

Feeling unjustly accused, Han-bit chased after his mother who was heading to the front door.

She spoke while putting on her shoes.

“Who said it was fake? I’m just doing this because I’m worried you might be slaving over it like it’s a job. Does 3 million won even make sense?”

“No, it’s not a job…”

“Mom’s busy with a place to drop by! Make sure you eat your meals, and just get ready for work!”

Slam!

Han-bit blankly stared at the door that closed with a loud sound.

He spat out complaints with his mouth, but he knew his mother’s heart well.

No matter how much he claimed he grew up without lacking anything, that was strictly from the child’s perspective.

His mother, who had fought against debt for 20 years, always felt sorry toward her son.

Perhaps Han-bit’s attempt to drop out during high school was the biggest trigger.

“Phew.”

Sitting on the edge of the dining chair, he let out a sigh.

It doesn’t matter even if the game and broadcast become his second job.

That much, Han-bit wanted to give his mother a comfortable life as quickly as possible.

He couldn’t scoop up the past 20 years, but it’s what he ought to do as a child.

“Let’s just get ready for work.”

Cutting his thoughts off, Han-bit finished getting ready and left the house.

Sitting on the bus, he pulled out the guidebook he brought in his bag.

‘What I need is game progression and money…’

The worries from before he fell asleep resumed.

There were two most important goals.

One was to quickly progress the game and head towards the beyond he couldn’t reach before.

The other was to earn money through broadcasting, or through elements inside the game.

‘If it’s 3 million won… it really wouldn’t look ordinary, huh.’

Looking at it again now, it was a stranger amount.

No matter how you look at it, it wasn’t an amount to be earned in two days.

Of course, yesterday was a special case indeed.

Since it was the first time, the viewers likely felt heavily stimulated as well.

If there was a certainty that such an amount could be earned steadily, it wouldn’t be strange for his life plan to change.

‘Do I need a bigger stimulation.’

Yesterday was a broadcast entirely about obtaining basic skills.

What he would proceed with today was the acquisition of his first hidden skill.

As it’s known to be exceptionally rare, a good reaction was expected.

‘Things that make money are… about this much.’

There were roughly three main sources of income he was currently thinking of.

Donations, items, and information.

Especially for the information side, the timing of the sale is the most important.

Because mostly, it would have to be after Han-bit has used it.

‘Shall I make them burn with anxiety a bit.’

He was accustomed to the act of buying and selling something.

Because in reality, he had possessed a great merchant before.

For both items and information, value is bound to rise the more anxious the buyer gets.

‘I need name value too.’

A sudden thought.

Pulling out his smartphone, Han-bit searched for the community RPG and logged in.

“Huh?”

The list of popular posts stood out the most.

It was difficult to pass by any of the heavily lined up titles.

‘So this works.’

He widened his eyes at the stories that were universally related to him.

The view counts were all reaching hundreds of thousands.

While skimming through them, Han-bit discovered a particularly provocative title.