Super Equipment
Chap 35's
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“He has legendary class, yet he is only level 21? How could he play a game like this? Justjust wonderful. His ability to not level up was truly extraordinary. It's surprising that he got a Class.” Mission
Yoon Sangmin did not like Sairou. The history of Sairou games confirms that he is a young man with no talent in playing games. Taking the legendary class, isn't it like a pig getting a pearl? Yoon Sangmin thought it was a waste of the legendary class.
'He was a person who would never become a ranker in his entire life. Thanks to his interuption, a large amount of content regarding the legendary class was consumed. Now he will consume other big game content...'
Director Yoon Sangmin was convinced of that.
'Poison. This guy is a deadly poison to Satisfy. Before he does more damage, we have to stop his account forever.’
However, Director Yoon Sangmin did not have the authority to manage player accounts. So he had no choice but to keep his own thoughts.
Yoon Sangmin inwardly cursed Sairou, then he asked Yoon Nahee with a serious face, “By the way, why does this mission only have a 9% chance of succeeding? Is there a 9% chance of this guy saving Allunbatar? It's nonsense. Isn't that more likely to be a 0% chance%? ”
The other executives agreed.
"This figure is clearly wrong."
"That's right. I'm sure Morpheus's supercomputer is infected with the virus.”
This mission failed. There was no way a level 21 player could save Allunbatar. The aggressive publicity campaign is over. Everyone thinks so and is sad.
In the middle of this, only Lim Cheolho was happy. 'Protagonist of three major events in a row ... Since becoming a legendary class, he made epic ranked arrows and received a Mission Class, so somehow I felt hopeful towards this young man.'
Frankly, Sairou's incompetence was so beyond common sense that it was hard to predict. Lim Cheolho thought that Sairou was fun to watch because he caused many variables. So regardless of the Mission results, Lim Cheolho was happy.
On the other hand, other executives, including Park Eunhyuk and Yoon Sangmin, were disappointed.
... ***...
Rous had met Khan earlier than Huroi. He had protected Khan's workshop and paid for his medical treatment. He was a great benefactor to Khan. On the other hand, who is Huroi? He only spoke a few words to Khan.
"Why then?"
Why did Khan give Huroi a great mission 'For Winston's Dwellers'? Meanwhile, Rous had received a mission that would only give him 600 gold.
'Isn't it normal to give me all Missions?'
If Khan was an NPC who knew how to return the favor, he would hand over all of his Mission to Rous. Unfortunately, no, he was an ungrateful NPC.
“Khan must return the favor. But no, so he's crazy? Anyway, I need to think about the story. If I want the NPC to listen to me, do I have to act better in the future?”
The more Sairou thought about it, the worse he felt.
'For the Winston Dwellers' is a massive mission that will control the fate of Winston. It was natural for Khan to give it to the person he trusted the most.
But the choice is Huroi! That means Rous is worse than someone Khan has never met before!
“Why is a dog that slides out of nowhere more credible than me…? Ugh!”
Sairou was at a roadside stall near his house. He regretted his life while pouring bitter shochu into his mouth. (Shochu is a Japanese alcoholic beverage.) His limit was originally one and a half bottles of shochu, but he was so disappointed in Khan and jealous of the jerk that he drank too much.
“Huuaaah~!”
Sairou emptied his third bottle of shochu. His heart was still not calm, and he felt like crying. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he hated Khan. He truly believed that they had been sincere friends during the time he spent with Khan, but it seems Khan thought differently. Khan doesn't trust him.
“Why doesn't he trust me, instead give a good mission to that other person? Whywhy? Damnit!”
Anyway, it'll start raining for three days tomorrow. So Sairou did not have to worry about going to work during that time.
He called out to the stall owner in a loud voice, "Ajumma."
^Ajumma is sometimes called ajoomma, is a Korean word aimed at married women, or middle-aged women. ... Ajumma is a less polite term or greeting than ajumeoni, has the same meaning but more respect.^
The middle-aged woman who cut Soondae was shocked by her call and gasped.
Sairou could notice that the woman's eyes were slightly shaking as she met her gaze.
'...Is my charm maximized by the aura of loneliness I radiate?'
The loneliness in his eyes was like a blizzard on Mount Everest. Looking at those trembling eyes, the middle-aged woman looked puzzled at being attracted to a young man her son's age.
'I am a very sinful person ...'
He felt sorry for the middle-aged woman, but he was not interested in her, especially if she was a married woman.
"I can't destroy a family."
In order for the woman to have no hope, Sairou cut to the chase, “One more bottle of shochu. Can I also get refills of fish soup? Do not forget to put a piece of radish into fish soup as a service.”.
Trakk!
The middle-aged woman stuck the knife she was holding onto the cutting board. Then he pointed at Sairou and shouted, “You are really overreacting! I don't care about three bottles of shochu, but I already said that I won't refill fish soup after the 9th time! Next, you request for service at all times! The total value is more than the alcohol you drink. How could a shameless young man?”
“...You are so unfriendly. At the very least, you should serve fish soup to your customers... This world once again disappointed me. Yes, like Khan.”
"What did you say? I can't afford to give you a free refill anymore! ”
"It's time to say goodbye and get back to the cruel reality ..."
He gave up asking for more refills and stood up. Then he put the money for drinks on the table, said goodbye to the owner, and left the stall.
As he walked in a quiet mood, he heard an angry voice calling from behind him, “Hei, Young Man! You are short of 1,000 won! Give me 1,000 won!”
'Ah, I miscalculated money for being drunk. Then let's try. This is an opportunity to save 1,000 won!’
In the past, he had never felt like saving. However, he was now wrapped in debt, so it was inevitable to have the spirit of saving. As the number of conservative young people grows, the future of South Korea will become brighter. For the sake of saving spirit and the future of Korea, he had to avoid paying this 1,000 won.
'...No, no matter how drunk I am, I can't run. I was caught on a security camera and might be taken to a police station.'
Isn't it a shame to be placed behind bars for 1,000 won? He turned around and handed the 1,000 won money to the middle-aged woman.
“If I were a commoner of this modern society, I would escape without paying this 1,000 won. But I came back to pay 1,000 won. Isn't that amazing?”
“...Aren't most people acting like this?”
“It... You are not aware of the world. Do you know how many immoral people there are today? People like me are rare!”
“B-really? I-i understand. I understand, so you have to go home. You're drunk."
“Ouch! Ajummas! Do you know how sad my heart is? You should pack fish soup for a young man good enough to pay 1,000 won in this cold weather.”
“...” The middle-aged woman returned to her stall without saying anything more.
Sairou waited for him to come out again with fish soup, but he did not return after 5, then 10 minutes.
“Haha... Again, I was betrayed. Both the NPCs and the people betrayed my faith!”
Yes, this is a bitter world. He returns home and realizes that he is alone in the world.
... ***...
“You should contact me if you come home late! Do you know what time it is?”
It was one o'clock in the morning. As soon as Sairou returned home, he was bullied by Sehee who was watching TV in the living room.
“Have you been drinking until now? I don't have a boyfriend or a friend, so why? Don't tell me you drink alone? Aren't you ashamed?”
“...Hey, you're going to school tomorrow, so why aren't you sleeping?”
"I was worried when someone who was just spending time at work or in his capsule suddenly disappeared ... No, that's weird!"
“Eh? You worried? So you waited till this moment?”
"What's? Who's waiting? I-I just watched a fun TV show and couldn't sleep.”
“Then why are you so angry? Your face is red too. What mistake have I made?"
“W-Whose face is red? That's ridiculous. I'm going to sleep now!"
Bruaks!
Sehee turned around and entered her room.
"Well, teenage girls are really hard."
Sehee's loud voice had broken Sairou's drunken mist.
He once again became furious at missing the 'For Winston's Dwellers' Mission'.
"Damn, I'm going to bed fast."
Then Sehee left her room again. He approached her and started to grumble.
“You should brush your teeth and rub your feet. You're drunk, so don't take a shower. Well, I never expected you to take a shower because you are not the type of person who takes a shower every day.”
"...Did you not sleep?"
"I'll drink water before I go to sleep."
“Then go and drink some water. Good night."
Sehee headed to the kitchen while Sairou went to the bathroom.
“I'm not a kid who needs to brush their teeth more than once a day,” he said. In rare cases, he does it three times a day.
He stopped trying to put toothpaste on his toothbrush. Sairou drank too much so his eyes kept shut.
"I wouldn't die if I hadn't brushed my teeth for a day ..."
In the end, he simply washed his hands and left the bathroom. Then he went straight to his room. It sounded like Sehee was shouting outside her room, but she did not worry about it and went to sleep. That day is over.
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