Chapter 16 : Daily Dungeon (6)

Making a movie?

“Is the item authentic?”

“Here you go.”

I handed the scroll to the man in a suit.

A sturdy build.

Black sunglasses.

A shiny bald head without a single hair.

He looked like a hitman from Italy.

He was silent.

He just carefully examined the scroll.

A dangerous atmosphere.

The kind of person who might shoot you if you get close.

And yet.

The transaction was clean.

“It’s genuine. Thank you for the good trade. If there’s a chance next time, I’ll ask for your help again.”

I couldn’t see the expression beyond the sunglasses.

But.

Unlike his appearance, he was a kind person.

I thought that the concept of “manner temperature” wasn’t for nothing.

‘I chose the person with the highest manners score among the many buyers, and I’m glad I did.’

This.

It was a helpful indicator.

[Please rate your counterparty!]

• They came to my location for the transaction.

• They keep the appointment time.

• They respond quickly.

Press.

All items.

Five stars.

The opponent’s score went up.

It was already too high, so it went up very little.

It was a shame that I couldn’t raise it any further.

I said goodbye neatly and turned around.

Grinning.

My lips soared to the sky.

‘Control yourself!’

I pressed my cheeks with both hands to instill manners.

But.

It was already too late to stop the rebellion of my lips.

The felt weight is unusual.

Look around. Look around.

‘Where is the bank?’

I glanced around to see if anyone was watching.

And quietly.

I opened the envelope.

A bundle of 50,000 won bills piled up neatly.

The spiritual energy of the ink spread to my face.

‘Wow… it’s amazing.’

I gently pressed the bundle of money with my fingertips.

The texture was so real that it was even more unrealistic.

Isn’t this a dream?

I pinched my mochi-like cheek to check reality.

It’s real.

Really, 30 million  won.

But.

Is this the end?

No.

‘I’m also a billionaire.’

I went straight to the shopping mall.

The world’s strongest hunter powerhouse, Korea.

Korea’s security is exceptional even globally.

The academy is considered one of the safest places among them.

Naturally, a city was formed around it.

So-called, academy city.

This is also why there is a shopping mall.

If a gate opens?

The safest neighborhood is where hunters live upstairs or next door.

‘That’s why land prices are going crazy, though.’

It has nothing to do with me, who lives in a dormitory.

I went into the cell phone store on the 1st floor.

As soon as I pushed the door, the staff looked at me with worried faces.

“Did you come alone, little one? Where are your parents?”

“I’m not lost. I can buy it myself.”

They exchanged glances with each other.

I felt that kind of vibe, but I didn’t care.

I chose the latest model.

The specs were sparkling.

Worried eyes poured down on me.

‘It’s tiring to be young. I want to grow up quickly.’

Short legs flutter.

I stood on tiptoe and stretched my hand over my head.

Cash went up on the counter.

After that, everything went smoothly.

Everything was fast and accurate.

Since I already had a number I used, opening a cell phone was no problem.

‘It’s really been completely reversed.’

I installed all the necessary apps.

Account synchronization.

There was no trace of the identity I used to use, and the name Ernian Ludwig replaced everything.

‘Well, I have to get used to it.’

It’s dangerous for a child to carry a bundle of money around and get involved with villains.

I deposited all of it into my account.

The bank teller didn’t seem surprised or strange.

Silently.

She handled her work well.

‘Is it because it’s a neighborhood with many high-income earners?’

After.

I went to the supermarket.

I put daily necessities first.

Toothpaste and other miscellaneous things.

‘I can finally change my clothes.’

The tattered hoodie is enough.

I bought new clothes.

Pajamas and shoes, and everything I need.

The staff’s eyes changed.

Is it sales?

“Little customer, how about trying this on?”

The ribbon sparkled. When light touched it, it looked like small stars.

White lace, too, swaying.

Hmm, I’m definitely not going to wear that.

Shake shake.

When I expressed my refusal, she seemed very disappointed.

I turned around and went to the pet section.

Hayang’s food is top quality.

Dog chews are a bonus.

‘Will Achilles chew dog chews too?’

I don’t know.

Let’s buy it first.

My balance decreased, but my satisfaction was abundant.

It was a perfect day.

Time flew by.

The day was simple.

The tension continued, and at some point, I felt my muscles relax.

“Oh, it’s refreshing.”

The refreshment that came with it made my mood comfortable.

Next, a bowl of cereal.

I poured milk and chewed it thoroughly.

Because my stomach is small, it was full after a few spoonfuls.

And.

The long-awaited daily dungeon.

Tuesday was siege warfare.

The outpost stood tall like a castle wall.

Monsters were guarding the top of the wall.

The surveillance was tight, and it looked impregnable.

But.

Who am I?

After all.

A sniper with an S-rank skill.

[Negation of Existence]

[Description: Nightmares were born to negate all existing things. Makes your existence a nightmare.]

[Effect: While the skill is active, all damage is accumulated on the target.
Accumulated damage is not immediately manifested, and is applied all at once when the skill is deactivated.]

I turned the skill to On.

I was hiding far away, outside the ramparts.

Range was not a problem.

Asadia.

This sniper rifle was a monster.

It far exceeded the speed of sound, and I could deliver bullets several kilometers away with just one finger.

If it’s too far away like now?

I just have to calculate with my eyes.

Before shooting, I put all the variables in my head.

The muzzle velocity is about 915 meters per second,

the target distance is 2.4 kilometers.

The time it takes for the bullet to arrive is about 2.62 seconds.

The wind is 6 meters per second from the northwest.

The atmospheric pressure is 1,020 hectopascals.

The temperature is 27 degrees.

The gravitational drop at an altitude of 120 meters is about 11.5 meters.

The bullet will be pushed about 2 degrees to the right of the expected trajectory.

Off-aim.

Slowly, I was about to put force on my finger.

But wait.

‘Satan is a one-hit kill. If I shoot this, it’s a waste of Ideation.’

Since each shot is luxurious, I found an alternative.

Reduce the size of the bullet, and find the vital point to finish it in one shot.

Even if the caliber doesn’t match, Asadia will adjust the shape of the sniper rifle accordingly.

The difficulty of sniping becomes insane, but it was possible.

The hearts of the monsters, the intersection of body and soul, the flame of life.

I calculated the deal perfectly.

Exactly, only in the deadly place.

Bang.

My body was pushed back by the recoil!

But.

I even considered that.

The bullets hit the vital points accurately.

And.

The monsters didn’t even know they were sniped.

They were walking around normally.

The footsteps of death left me and reached the enemies.

The accumulated damage was manifested all at once, wiping them out.

Their vital points collapsed due to the bullets.

Death is like this.

It arrived without a word.

I entered without bloodshed and planted the flag, and it was over.

Unfortunately.

Levels don’t increase in the daily dungeon.

So this day

The reward was a magic stone the size of my fist.

But now, with attributes added.

The appraisal result is a fire attribute stone.

I quietly stored it in my inventory.

Tuesday ended like that.

Cold and clean.

[Today is Wednesday of Tenacity.]

Wednesday was surviving in a haunted house.

Escape the room within the time limit.

Ghosts and spirits rushed to harass me.

Usually, dead souls would be invisible.

But.

I could see everything with my eyes.

The face of a ghost entangled like a blurry fog.

The shape of a twisted and torn soul.

Boneless hands stirred in the air and chased me.

Moreover.

A structure tangled and twisted like a maze.

The red carpet flew up, and the stairs were turned upside down.

Who am I?

An eye genius.

There was no way I would get lost in a maze.

The agility +1 I got on Monday was also effective.

My body was light, and my feet were fast.

Just.

Towards the optimal route, I only had to run.

Eventually, I opened the door and came out.

The haunted house became quiet, and I received a reward.

[Description: A bead made of the remains of a soul that has been extinguished in a haunted house]

When I used x-ray vision, a certain man was screaming inside the bead.

The form was blurry.

It seemed to have no emotions or reason.

It seemed like something I shouldn’t touch.

I stared at it for a moment, then threw the bead into a corner of my inventory.

It’s a crafting material.

But.

Hmm.

It wasn’t a visual I wanted to use.

[Today is Thursday of Healing.]

Thursday was simple.

Colosseum.

A 1v1 real sword fight to stake a man’s pride.

What appeared was a goblin chieftain.

Of course.

But.

It continuously recovered its health.

As if it were immortal, it looked down on me.

A smug face.

Even if I put a bullet in, it’s meaningless.

Because it recovers quickly.

I manifested the narrative.

Stealth.

S-rank skill, Negation of Existence.

After that?

I accumulated the deal step by step.

One shot at a time, quietly.

I aimed at only one place, tenaciously.

The accumulated damage piled up.

Still, the recoil that is too big for me.

What, am I a floor rag?

My body was pushed back.

My clothes got dirty, but it doesn’t matter.

When the damage exceeded the maximum HP.

There is no time to recover.

The goblin chieftain collapsed.

The reward was a healing potion.

On my palm, a small glass bottle sparkled.

The light green liquid inside slowly swayed.

The effect was simple.

Just drink it and you’ll be fully healed.

It’s a gradual heal, but.

Even if it slowly rises, in the end, it reaches full health.

If you go to the hospital and get help from a healing-type hunter, it costs a lot of money.

Your balance could be wiped out with a single treatment.

Considering that, this was like a spare life.

‘Can I sell it?’

Shake shake.

Soon, I shook my head.

Potions are difficult to distribute.

Countless pharmaceutical companies, alchemists, doctors, and hunters work hard to make one.

A potion with an unclear source?

Hunters’ bodies are their assets.

They treat you like gold, so they don’t put just anything in their mouths.

What Ernian doesn’t know, that the reader does, is that this potion is incredibly valuable, because it’s an ingredient to an even more valuable potion.

[Today is Friday of Abundance.]

Friday again.

The traps were the same.

I opened my eyes wide and looked for treasure chests.

The 1,004 treasure chest was not visible.

It seems that they have all been replaced.

This time, I was unlucky, and there weren’t any treasure chests that I could catch.

Eventually, I defeated a white treasure chest.

With tears in my eyes.

I was hoping for a skill book or a valuable item.

But.

It was truly a random box.

Anything could pop out.

The reward was…

A fountain pen.

I sighed and turned the fountain pen over.

The insight that my eyes exert.

There is no reversal.

It’s an ordinary fountain pen.

And.

The long-awaited Saturday.

[Today is Saturday of Despair.]

[You lose sight, touch, taste, smell, and hearing.]

[Objective: Survive the monster wave (1/7)]

[Failure condition: Death or giving up the mission]

The name was unusual from the start.

As soon as I entered, I was deprived of my senses.

My ears were muffled, and my nose was blocked.

I was definitely wearing clothes.

But.

I felt nothing on my skin.

However.

It seems that my eyes were special, so I couldn’t block my sight.

The problem is.

The monster wave coming in that state.

The glowing eyes of the enemies.

It was killing intent.

A huge green wave filled my vision.

All-out war.

There is no place to hide or take cover.

For a sniper, the worst situation.

But.

I have stealth.

[The first wave is coming.]

I hid.

The goblins that came.

S-rank skill, Negation of Existence activated.

I put a bullet in each of their hearts.

Guys who don’t even know they’re already dead.

But.

I realized the problem.

The total amount of Ideation.

The fatigue accumulating in my eyes.

I had to consider the condition of these two.

The battle will continue for a long time.

In that state, I play with them.

Tag.

He moved roughly. A movement engulfed in anger.

I couldn’t hear.

I closed my eyes.

I relied solely on Ideation.

The flow of air, the weight of footsteps.

I couldn’t see through the enemy’s intentions and trajectory.

But.

I felt the flow in the world seen from within.

I felt the traces of the blade.

I dodge. By a hair’s breadth.

Tension tightened my muscles. My breath quickened.

As time passed.

The depleted Ideation slowly returned.

The delayed life.

I finally cut it off.

[The second wave is coming.]

[The third wave is coming.]

[The fourth wave is coming.]

[The sixth wave is coming.]

‘Fck. There are so many orcs.’

A disadvantage of snipers.

I never knew that the lack of wide-area attacks would be so uncomfortable.

I don’t even know how much time has passed.

I was even worried that it might have passed to Sunday.

It was fierce.

It was desperate.

My eyes craved survival.

But, a battle of many against few.

Enemies everywhere.

Why do humans have only two arms and legs?

I can’t dodge or parry everything.

I didn’t know that it was such a frustrating thing to have to take a hit even though I knew it.

When my body reaches its limit, stealth.

When Ideation reaches its limit, I reveal my body and resume the battle.

But.

When the eyes reach their limit?

How can I handle this situation?

An axe was stuck in my back.

[You lose sight, touch, taste, smell, and hearing.]

Even if my body was torn, it didn’t hurt.

But.

I could see everything that was flowing out of my life.

The fear of facing one’s own death is beyond imagination.

It was instinct to move my legs.

I kept backing away, and blood flowed down between the clothes that were being shredded.

Struggle.

When I showed a weakened appearance.

The enemies rush in silently.

Then.

[Name: Calm]

[Grade: C]

[Type: Passive]

[Description: A skill that helps to suppress emotional agitation even in extreme situations and make calm judgments. It is specialized in stabilizing emotions and maximizing combat efficiency]

……A hunter must do his best in any situation.’

Panic was restored.

What more can I do here?

My thoughts went to my inventory.

Healing potion.

One sip and life returned.

A green wave filled my body.

The fact that it’s a dot heal that reaches full HP no matter what shone.

I turned my hand to my back and pulled out the axe.

New flesh sprouted, and fatigue was washed away.

The limit that my eyes felt also disappeared completely.

Once again.

I see all the trajectories of this world.

The axe flew in.

Half a step.

I dodged it ridiculously.

The flow was in my grasp.

Even without mana.

With Ideation.

I pushed with my forearm and lowered my wrist.

Partial manifestation of narrative.

Darkness was condensed at my fingertips.

I stabbed my finger into the medial cubital vein .

Acupuncture point.

The enemy collapsed while standing.

‘This consumes the least amount of Ideation.’

Stealth is useful.

But.

It’s the main culprit that quickly depletes it.

With minimal force, I can create maximum results.

Finally.

After defeating the last enemy.

[The seventh wave is coming.]

The last one came.

Only one guy appeared.

‘Is it a boss?’

I meet the guy’s eyes.

A magician who obtained immortality by condensing his life into one place through forbidden magic.

The moment I checked the skills he possessed.

The guy, with a triumphant expression, used that skill.

[Arise]

From the first wave to the sixth wave.

Those who fell on the battlefield rose again, filling the place that was once a battlefield.

I swallowed my breath.

The number was uncountable.

Rotten flesh. Broken limbs.

The undead just walked forward.

In silence, they came like an endless wave.

But.

It was rather a thank you to me.

‘Life vessel?’

An enemy with a clear weakness.

Isn’t it even worth a single fist?

I could see the honey pot that the guy was hiding.

The barrel of Asadia is aimed at the life vessel.

The undead were confused.

They are looking for me.

But.

Stealth doesn’t seem to work on the lich.

The guy cast a curse.

My whole body was covered in curses.

The roots of the devil digging into flesh and blood.

Black energy spread throughout the body through the blood vessels.

Black brothers emerged from the end of my vision.

It was an illusion created by the curse.

They were laughing.

Laughing at me, preparing to devour me.

But too bad.

Even if you cover my vision.

I can use x-ray vision.

A sniper rifle too big to be held in a child’s hand.

Bang!

The recoil covered my whole body.

My small body was pushed back.

But.

My eyes were calculating all of this recoil.

The bullet that flew as fast as if it could not be seen with the eyes.

It stretched accurately towards the target at a distance.

The life vessel shattered.

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