Chapter 47
Chapter 47
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 47
Chapter Title: A Glimpse of Another World
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Yuseong's name had been floating around online before, but this time the hype was unmistakably hotter.
- Is it true Yuseong really won?
- Seems like it.
- I still can't believe it. Got any solid proof?
- Yuseong said so.
- Don't just take one side's word for it.
- Before that, the Hers Guild master suggested calling off the war first. That's proof overflowing. Check the video, it'll pop up right away. Plus, they went into the bank together. Yuseong says he got compensation gold, and all the circumstantial evidence screams it's legit—if not, Hers Guild would've blown up by now. No way they'd let a rumor trash their rep like that. But they're staying dead silent—lololol, guess it's real then. How the hell does one guy beat a guild?
- And a lowbie under their main force levels too lololol—been watching since the bonus boss clears, Yuseong's a total monster.
It was the moment Yuseong's reputation soared once more. But the influence didn't stop there.
- But Hers Guild doesn't seem all that impressive either, right?
- Yeah, those guys are all talk. We got scared for nothing.
No matter how amazing Yuseong was, a guild bowing to a solo player was fact. People started looking down on Hers Guild.
And situations began arising that explained why Hers had been so desperate to kill Yuseong—and why they shouldn't be underestimated.
- From now on, we ain't paying to hunt thieves. If they're like that guy, we can just group up and roll through too.
Players who'd long resented Hers Guild for monopolizing hunting grounds and charging fees started rebelling against them in organized waves.
The other guilds in Verhill watched the chaos quietly, gauging just how much damage Hers had taken—and whether they could snatch their turf.
Hers knew it full well.
"We lost, but we'll show those damn fools it wasn't because we're weak."
The guild members were already seething from getting wrecked by Yuseong. Perfect timing for a stress relief target. What happened next was predictable.
"These bastards are scary as hell!"
"Who the fuck said Hers Guild was a joke?!"
Hers Guild butchered the players trying to overwhelm them with numbers, utterly merciless. Not enough—they used Thief skills to check IDs and hunted them down relentlessly whenever spotted.
In the end, the mayflies who'd rushed in underestimating Hers after Yuseong's solo win either fled Verhill or had to level alts.
Word of the results reached the ears of Verhill's other guilds, who'd been watching closely.
"What do you think?"
"They're definitely downleveled and weaker, no doubt. But not a total crash. If a turf war kicks off, we'll take heavy hits too."
"And someone else will eye our spot?"
"Obviously."
"Can't be helped. Scrap the attack plan on Hers Guild."
It was the moment Hers's decision to truce with Yuseong—before their members' skills dropped further—shone bright.
Verhill returned to its old status quo.
All scarred by Yuseong's massive footprint.
* * *
Yuseong lay slumped against the wall.
*Burp!*
A massive belch later, he sprawled out flat. His belly protruded like a dome, proof his stomach was stuffed.
"Ah, so full."
Yuseong stroked his belly with a blissful smile. The lingering taste of bread in his mouth was pure sweetness. He licked his lips, sweeping away stray crumbs.
Yuseong pulled up the Purchase Window to check his remaining gold.
"Heh, heheheh!"
Laughter bubbled out unbidden. He'd gorged on bread till his gut might burst—not black bread, but white. Yet his funds were still insane.
'No wonder folks back then craved riches so bad.'
He'd sneered at those greed-obsessed types, but standing in their shoes even briefly, he got it now.
Plus, back then it wasn't just white bread—you could indulge in every luxury civilization offered.
Of course, he had no plans to blow his earnings recklessly, no matter how much he'd made.
'One taste of luxury was enough.'
It had made him too happy already.
After lounging in satiated bliss for a while, Yuseong stirred again.
He'd spent nearly a full day foraging white bread whenever hunger hit, drowning in joy. Time to resume normal life.
'But one last bread for the road.'
Yuseong summoned the Purchase Window and bought some. Not white this time—black bread.
'Fitting end with this.'
Staler and less tasty than white, sure. But this black bread, the first to teach him what "food" really was, transcended flavor.
Clutching the black bread, Yuseong called up his Status Window. He zeroed in on the attention level.
'Just as I thought!'
It had broken 100,000. Precisely 118,723.
He'd suspected when new items—ones he'd never seen—popped up in the Purchase Window while buying bread.
The victory bread party had taken priority, so he'd put off checking.
'What goodies showed up?'
Whatever it was, it'd surely help in this godforsaken reality. Yuseong reopened the Purchase Window.
He skimmed past the usual top items.
Then, spotting the first new one, Yuseong froze.
'What the hell?'
He'd expected guns, ammo, rations. This was nothing like. Hell, it wasn't even an item.
〔Other World 1 Hour - 100,000G〕
The 100,000G price was staggering, but "Other World"? What did that even mean?
'Strategy Guide, what's this Other World 1 Hour item...?'
Not an item at all, but listed in the Purchase Window, so he called it one. Luckily, it clicked—the Strategy Guide replied smoothly.
【Sends the player to the world where Ark is in common use.】
'...What does that mean?'
He couldn't process it. Sending him to a world where Ark was commercialized? Sounded like another world entirely.
'What ridiculous...'
But Yuseong halted mid-thought. The game Ark itself was absurd, and so was the Strategy Guide.
'Either way, my situation's one of two: living some hyper-real dream, or insane.'
Either case, trying something called "Other World"—ludicrous just to hear—had plenty of value.
【Why not give it a try?】
Seeing Yuseong mull it over seriously, the Strategy Guide offered advice. Uncharacteristically proactive.
'...Alright, let's.'
100,000 gold was steep, but he had 30 million from Hers Guild.
More than that, "Other World" thrilled him.
'A world unlike this wretched one.'
He was dying to know.
As if entranced, Yuseong tapped the Other World 1 Hour listing.
In that instant, Yuseong vanished from the world.
* * *
It was an eerie sensation. Like logging into VR, yet different. Indescribable.
Yuseong opened his eyes.
Glanced left, then right. Blinked a few times. The scene didn't change.
He stood in a room. Not his hideout.
A large bed and small desk—that was it. Like houses he'd rummaged for food or gear.
But crucially different. Those had been wrecked and filthy. These were intact, even pristine.
The bed sheets and blankets were spotless white. Plush, promising total comfort.
Sunlight streamed through the wall window—impossible under the world's perpetual gloom.
White curtains fluttered in the breeze. The air was fresh, no stench.
"This is..."
Everywhere he looked, wonders. Yuseong was speechless. He half-wondered if he'd logged into Ark without realizing.
But one word erased the doubt.
Other World.
What he'd bought from the Purchase Window.
'So this really is another world?'
Yuseong took a cautious step. Softness climbed his soles.
Looking down, a thick rug. Not the torn, rotten filth he'd known—this was vivid red and clean.
It clashed with his ragged, grimy shoes. He felt guilty stepping on it.
Fearing even a single fiber's harm, Yuseong tiptoed off the rug.
He reached the door, gripped the knob, and eased it open.
Beyond: a short hall, three other doors, and descending stairs.
He checked the doors first. Two led to empty rooms, equally spotless.
The last connected to a bathroom. Tiles, sink, tub, toilet—all gleaming white. Clear water filled the bowl.
'You use that for business?'
He recalled pre-apocalypse life from books. Wasting such pure water on waste. Such extravagance.
'Oh yeah!'
Water reminded him. Yuseong twisted the faucet over the sink.
*Gush!*
Clean water poured out. Yuseong stared blankly.
He checked the tub's shower—same torrent. Satisfied, he left the bathroom. So far, this place was paradise or damn close.
Down the stairs opened into a spacious area.
'Living room. Kitchen.'
He inspected the living room first. Massive wall TV facing a sofa. Low table in front.
Yuseong approached the table. A black rectangular remote sat there.
'Remote.'
He picked it up, aimed carefully at the TV.
The black screen lit up. Noisy voices, people laughing uproariously.
'It works.'
Seeing a TV output broadcast for the first time, Yuseong stared transfixed. His finger mashed channel buttons. Scenes flipped: movies, dramas, variety shows, sports.
'People.'
He didn't know the programs. But people onscreen hit him like a shockwave.
Yuseong stood there, glued to the TV for ages.
'...Let's check elsewhere.'
How long? Finally, he tore his gaze away. To kill the temptation, he powered it off and headed to the kitchen.
Kitchen had odds and ends, but Yuseong went straight for the fridge.
The machine for preserving food. If any grub was here, it'd be inside.
Expectant, Yuseong swung open the fridge door.
His face lit up.