Chapter 51

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Translator: penny

Chapter: 51

Chapter Title: Change

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When those who had everything from the moment they were born end up empty-handed, what will become of them?

Will they even bow their heads to the people they used to treat like slaves?

We had graduated high school and become adults, setting off on a graduation trip abroad only to make an emergency landing on a deserted island. It had already been nearly three weeks of island life.

Throughout my school days, I'd been treated like a slave, and even after crashing here, I still had to work for the class kids.

Gathering shellfish to hand over, picking coconuts to pass along...

But now, the situation had changed.

The class kids' backers were useless here, and we all had to start over from the ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠same line, relying solely on our individual abilities.

And I had an absolute advantage they lacked. Knowledge that could bring them down.

I stared intently at the hologram window in front of me.

'Hmm. Definitely all sorts of stuff available.'

Ever since daily necessities unlocked, the purchasable items had exploded in number.

I scrolled through to see what was available, and it was basically everything you'd find at a convenience store, supermarket, or Daiso.

Of course, excluding food.

'The prices aren't too bad either.'

Considering pork belly runs about 12,000 won per kg, these semi-permanent tools were pretty cheap.

If I could keep the cash flowing steadily, living a 21st-century civilized life wouldn't be a dream.

'But to use consumables too, I'd need a steady income.'

The best way was to unlock everything with points first, then convert to cash.

Daily quests gave about 55 points a day right now.

Convert that to cash, and it's 55,000 won.

That means 55,000 won in my pocket every day without even trying to earn extra cash.

'To make that happen, I should unlock everything worth unlocking first.'

I immediately opened the status window.

Unlockable categories included status window, quests, abilities, inventory, shop window, and more.

'Let's check the status window first.'

[Status Window] → Bestiary Unlock → Locked

Bestiary (20 points): Records all targets you've successfully hunted at least once. View various info.

Ever since I first saw it, I'd been curious about this bestiary thing.

'Wonder if it's like Pokémon, listing out creature info in detail.'

If so, I'd be a bit disappointed.

I'm no biologist—what good is knowing their traits?

It'd be better if it showed handling precautions or ways to eat them.

'Anyway, it's only 20 points, so let's upgrade it. Gotta see what unlocks next.'

The next upgrade, Encyclopedia, seemed like an advanced version of the Bestiary.

Bestiary only showed hunted creatures, but Encyclopedia let you access anything just by snapping a photo.

'Not super useful for me right now.'

I closed the upgrade screen and tried the Bestiary ability. A new tab opened, listing creatures with photos in a row.

Various shellfish, coconuts, fish.

All the ones I'd caught once, displaying their info to me.

From what I already knew to stuff I didn't.

'Surprisingly useful?'

That thought crossed my mind as I scrolled down.

Suddenly.

My hand stopped.

I froze solid.

And for good reason...

I blinked at the hologram window several times.

The text clearly described a specific 'person.'

Scrolling ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠down revealed various photos.

Full shots of Jeong Seohee, her angry face, smiling, and even legs spread wide, panting heavily as she squirted pussy juice from her crotch.

Further down, not just her, but Park Jimin, our homeroom teacher, and Kim Yeonju's info appeared too.

I was floored.

'So "hunting" included that meaning too?'

"Woojin!"

Someone shouted my name loudly then.

I turned to see the tomboy charging at me like an angry wild boar.

"You bastard!"

Had she caught me looking at her nudes?

Jeong Seohee sprinted right up and yanked me up by the collar as I sat there.

Her strength was still astonishing, no matter how many times I saw it.

Worried my shirt would rip, I quickly grabbed her arm.

Jeong Seohee growled at me with fierce eyes.

"Is it true you're fuckbuddies with Yuri and Yejin?!"

Whoa. She heard it from Jeong Seohee? The twins sure listen well.

Peeking past her shoulder, I spotted the twins munching strawberries far off.

They seemed totally uninterested in our drama.

"Well, about that."

"Why?!"

Jeong Seohee shoved her face right up to mine, demanding answers.

For a second, I pondered how to respond.

Should I dodge with some excuse, or just tell the truth?

As I organized my thoughts, wait—what? Jeong Seohee's hand trembled on my collar, her eyes welling up.

"S-Seohee?"

What was this? Her crying all of a sudden?

To be precise, she wasn't crying yet. Tears just teetered on the edge.

But Jeong Seohee on the verge of tears?

I didn't get the situation, but I reached out, patted her back soothingly.

She released my collar, hung her head, and sniffled.

"What's wrong all of a sudden? Huh? Shocked I'm hooking up with other girls?"

I asked, and she snapped her head up, glaring.

Whoa. Hit the mark?

But her response was subtly different.

"I figured a catch like you would have a few women."

"Y-Yeah?"

"Yeah. You're the man I acknowledge. A perfect disciple—outstanding, cool, flawless."

Sudden praise like that embarrassed me.

But if she predicted I'd have women, what was with this reaction?

"Still!"

Jeong Seohee yelled.

"Of all people, Yuri and Yejin?! Why them?! Out of everyone, why?!"

"Haha, sorry. Awkward since they're familiar faces as fuckbuddies? Here's how it happened..."

"This makes me no match for them! I'm so ugly like this... but fuckbuddies with such pretty girls. Sniff sniff. I'll be total leftovers. No chance, no place even."

She had some inferiority complex about looks, apparently.

I couldn't blame her.

The twins were on par with Yoo Hana in beauty—utterly unrivaled.

If she'd always hung with them and compared herself, even I'd lose confidence.

Hell, if I walked down the street back on Earth with the twins flanking me, people'd say, 'The family butler?' or 'Cousin? Porter?'

To reiterate, Yoo Hana, Shin Yuri, and Shin Yejin had transcendent looks. Unreal.

People melted for the twins' cuteness for a reason.

'Anyway, priority now is soothing Jeong Seohee.'

I fed her smooth words, sincere ones.

"Calm down. I don't pick people by looks."

"Don't lie. I've never met a guy who doesn't look at faces."

"W-Well, I do look. But I don't discriminate on it? Obviously you too..."

"Wahh. I'm leftovers. I'll just watch from the side while you do them."

Damn. Our tomboy was pretty pessimistic.

Where'd the stoic wild wolf of the international school go? Only a crybaby girl remained before me.

I planted a light kiss on Jeong Seohee's lips.

"How about this? Today, kisses only for you. Means I like you."

"Uh, uh?"

Felt like a pop went off in her head. Her face flushed beet red, eyes blinking rapidly.

"Deal?"

N-Nod. Nod.

So easy to handle. Maybe even more than Kim Yeonju.

I smacked her ass and pushed her forward.

"Alright, problem solved? Stop crying and play with the twins. Bro's busy now."

She rubbed her smacked ass and headed back to the twins, grinning like an idiot.

'Good. Now I can legally get freaky in front of Jeong Seohee too.'

Homeroom teacher and Kim Yeonju were on the verge of exploding from holding back so long, but this solved all group issues.

'Now, back to my tasks... Huh?'

About to reopen the status window to finish unlocks, I froze. Instead, I grabbed binoculars and peered toward the half-wrecked plane.

Chaotic movement stirred among the class kids.

"...They finally decided to move, huh?"

As food ran out and death loomed, the kids who'd sworn never to budge started moving.

What was interesting was their actions.

Some caught fish, others dug shellfish... a few prepped catches, built fires, even cooked.

"Master not eating?"

Seeing me skip meals to stare endlessly at the class, Kim Yeonju approached curiously.

She sneakily took my binoculars and checked them out.

Soon, admiration burst out.

"Wow, they're smart. Division of labor, no wasted moves... disciplined and clean, like machines."

I'd thought diamond spoon kids would be helpless without money and connections. Wrong assumption.

Superior intellect, exceptional physiques.

Having mastered sports, studies, everything since childhood, they lacked wilderness experience but outclassed normals in survival skills.

Some had even done survival camps in remote nature spots.

Yoon Jihoo and Oh Sejun, for example.

Though probably safe, verified leisure activities.

'Impressive anyway.'

Cornered and threatened, the class kids adapted to the island like mad.

No hesitation sweating or getting dirty; they executed roles swiftly, yielding results.

Their generational genius bloodlines shone, speed astounding.

Like parents thriving in Earth's eat-or-be-eaten world, the kids adapted fast.

'Leave 'em be, and they'll survive just fine.'

That was my conclusion after brief observation.

They could make it without help.

Especially one group bending sewing needles into fishhooks, stacking stones into ovens nearby.

Stuffing the beach ball the twins played with in the center, igloo-style, into a sturdy oven—pure awe.

Kim Yeonju furrowed her brow at me.

"Won't this mess up Master's plan?"

For reference, she knew part of my plan.

To fuck and crush the class kids.

"Should I go sabotage?"

"Eh."

"Just watch?"

"Doesn't matter."

"Pardon?"

Kim Yeonju looked baffled.

But it truly didn't.

No, I was glad.

'If they'd just starved in place when food ran out, I'd have real headaches.'

But they chose to struggle for survival.

Heavy asses lifted, bustling into action.

'Haha. Makes it easier, right? To devour them.'

People who never worked crave money more desperately than lazy freeloaders.

More obsessed, clinging harder.

To get it.

Greed swells the more you chase.

"Master looks happy."

I grinned deeply at the frantically scurrying class kids.

'Welcome to rock-bottom life, kids, abandoning your lofty ways.'

I'll teach you slave living soon.

Just wait a bit.