Chapter 292

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Translator: penny

Chapter: 292

Chapter Title: Free Repair Service Frenzy

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-"Whoa, talk about impressive. Park Seung-ho the Alchemist really outdid himself creating items like these. And it's not just one or two of them."

-"Right? That's why the owner of this sword is most worried that Park Seung-ho the Alchemist might make a bunch more, tanking the price... Haha."

-"Uhahaha, yeah, exactly. If he pumps out more, these'll be everywhere and the price'll crash."

The TV variety show touched briefly on the market prices of the items I'd made before smoothly shifting to another topic.

This time, it wasn't about high-quality gear with auto-repair durability. It was about items cursed with the nightmare option: 'Unrepairable'.

-"Whoa... so what happens then? Completely impossible to fix?"

-"Yeah, apparently so. Even other blacksmiths or alchemists can't touch it—they all just shake their heads. It's like some magical force is at work, or maybe a curse according to some. Totally unrepairable."

-"This one's down to 1 durability already—what do you do?"

-"It breaks, duh."

-"Whoa... so what's the price on something like this?"

-"It used to go for over ten million won, but these days, hunters depreciate them hard. It's worth less than 100,000 won now. Basically treat it like a used-up consumable."

-"Ah... like a consumable..."

-"But even for these, maybe the creator, Park Seung-ho the Alchemist, knows how to fix them?"

-"Sadly, no. Items marked 'Unrepairable'—even he can't fix them. The buyer here wrote him a letter and got a direct reply saying it's impossible."

-"Ah... poor owner, that's rough..."

-"Hey, if it lasted this long, that's a win."

-"But why would Park Seung-ho the Alchemist make something like this?"

-"Yeah, why make items like that?"

-"How could the likes of us understand his grand intentions?"

-"Maybe to teach us to cherish our items?"

-"I know the reason. ...I'm pretty sure I'm the first in the world to figure it out..."

-"What, what is it? Don't tease—spill it already. Everyone's dying to know."

-"It's just...! Park Seung-ho the Alchemist doesn't know either...!"

-"What the—?! Are you kidding?! ...Not that we're saying the Alchemist is joking or anything."

-"Okay, everyone calm down. I got this straight from a letter I wrote myself. ...Ahem. Let me try imitating Park Seung-ho the Alchemist."

-"Pfft, wait, that's what you were practicing in the green room?"

-"No, it's trickier than it looks. He's not just handsome-faced; his voice is killer too. Tough gig. Ahem. Here goes. Uh... See, it's like... there's some randomness when making the item..."

-"Whoa...! Not even close...! You practiced, right?! I'm a huge Park Seung-ho fan, was so hyped!!"

-"""Puhahaha."""

-"Dude, you said you're imitating his amazing voice, then you go full pig squeal?!"

-"Park Seung-ho's gonna see that and lose it!"

-"You call that an impersonation? Comedian my ass...!"

-"""Uhahaha."""

-"Hold up, got it. Everyone, chill. Calm down, I said. I won't do it. Won't do it. Happy now?"

-"PD! Subtitle this! This guy's ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠rogue impersonation wasn't planned by the cast, crew, or staff. Otherwise, Park Seung-ho fans'll swarm the site and crash it. For real. I don't wanna get hate too! Why didn't you stop ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠him?!"

The camera, which had been filming the celebs and Awakeners, suddenly cut to the broadcast PD, who flashed an OK sign with his fingers.

And hilariously, a subtitle popped up at the bottom: 'Entertainer Park Sung-bae's awful impersonation was not endorsed by the cast, crew, or staff.'

Even an info-heavy variety show was still variety—packed with comedy gold.

I was enjoying it when a random idea hit me out of nowhere.

'Repair, huh... Come to think of it, I've gotten a fair share of letters asking about or requesting repairs...'

Ever since rumors spread online that I'd always reply to letters, I'd been getting plenty asking if I could repair the items I'd sold.

Probably 'cause wear and tear builds up, and folks figure they might as well ask the maker.

Some even offered cash—begging me to fix theirs.

Of course, I took the money and fixed them.

Not personally, though. There was this pussy slave bitch on Tower Floor 8, the Diablo World, who'd repair anything for free if I shoved my dick in her pussy.

All I had to do was receive the item by mail or in person, toss it in my Subspace Storage, hop to Floor 8, and hand it off.

Thanks to that game-like magic blacksmith who fixed 'em in a flash, word was quietly spreading that I was great at repairs—but the public hadn't caught on yet.

'Might as well advertise that I handle repairs too... How about a repair event? Could be fun.'

Since I wasn't doing the work myself, yeah, sounded entertaining.

So I bounced it off my second sister right away.

"...So, you're saying you'll run some kind of repair service event? ...Like free repairs? A/S event, right? One or two years of free service. Something like that."

"Oh... yeah. Hadn't thought that far, but spot on—that's exactly it."

"...Whatever, if it's not a hassle for you, go for it. But if you do... it'll revolutionize the hunter ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠item industry. You'll be a superstar overnight again."

I'd thrown it out casually without much thought, but just like she said, when I posted the notice on the Hunter Auction site...

The reaction was explosive.

Internet was on fire—scorching hot.

Comments poured in like crazy, and in under a day, it dominated Korea's trending topics.

The massive buzz hit TV news, and the next day's morning papers splashed it on the front-page top spot.