Chapter 105
Chapter 105
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 104
Chapter Title: Hardworking Pay-to-Win Knight
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Baesarang couldn't even sleep, moving busily every single day. Lately, she had to make excuses she never needed to before to everyone she met, and she was liquidating company assets and collectibles to buy stocks whose prices had skyrocketed like crazy.
She'd even sold her luxury mansion and was now eating and sleeping at the company.
But even that wasn't enough, so she was disposing of the most valuable item among her remaining assets.
"Ah... This is truly touching. I never dreamed I'd be able to acquire this one."
The head of Hwanung Company.
Grand Elementalist and metal aura wielder Adamant stroked the black gauntlets with a trembling expression.
The steel giant overlooking him turned its head to gaze at Baesarang.
[Am I being sold to this man?]
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, Munsu...."
The latest weapon from the great universe.
Giggas were divided into five ranks.
God. Star. Human. Beast. Machine.
And the one standing here now was the third rank: Human-grade.
Being third rank didn't mean much; it was a luxury item in the top 0.001% of all Giggas.
A Human-grade Giggas, [Park Munsu].
[There's no need to feel that sorry. You simply chose the path of a businesswoman over that of a warrior.]
"Hahaha! No need to worry! I'll cherish it, love it, and always keep it in top condition!"
The transcendent dwarf who had led his clan wandering the universe before settling on 34th Earth flashed a beaming smile. Having manufactured Giggas yet never owned a Human-grade one himself, he was over the moon.
5.7 trillion won? Not a penny wasted.
Giggas above Human-grade couldn't be bought with money even if you tried.
Especially a named one like Park Munsu!
"Alright! Let's get going! Munsu! Mind if I pilot you?"
[You're a transcendent being, so you're more than qualified.]
"Hahaha. Thanks!"
Park Munsu's chest plate opened, and Adamant climbed into the cockpit.
Just before control transferred.
Munsu turned back to Sarang.
[It's not like I'm going off to suffer some misfortune. Don't feel too bad. Of course, riding with a slender beauty would feel more rewarding than a hairy dwarf....]
"Ah, that's too much! Gender discrimination!?"
Adamant grumbled, but Munsu ignored him and continued.
[Do what you want to do. Achieve what you set out to achieve. That suits you better.]
"...Thanks, Munsu."
[Right.]
Wooong!
A force field enveloped Park Munsu's body, and its massive frame, weighing hundreds of tons, rose defying gravity.
Kuang!
With a thunderous boom, Park Munsu streaked across the sky. Like a meteor cutting through the heavens, it vanished in an instant.
"...Ha."
Sarang stared at the sight with a blank expression. To her, Park Munsu wasn't just a Giggas. It was a friend she'd spent a long time with.
And in this moment, she'd sold that friend.
No, could she even call it a friendship after deciding to sell it?
"To think I'd have to go this far...."
Deep down, she didn't want to. Honestly, she felt like quitting it all. But she couldn't. Hesitating here could mean losing the empire she'd built entirely.
"President."
Her secretary Carlton approached.
"What is it?"
"Recharge requests."
A puzzled look crossed Sarang's face at his words. There was no reason to report individual recharges to her, the president.
Understanding her reaction, Carlton gave an awkward smile.
"It's a new recharge system. They want to convert to 10 times the diamonds, as per the announcement."
That made it something she absolutely needed to approve. What was coming in wasn't simple cash—it involved stocks.
But now, a different issue arose.
"Another one...?"
"It's not just one or two."
Carlton gestured, and a pad flew over with a whir, unfolding before her.
A list of users appeared in front of her.
"Fifteen people...."
It was absurd. In this unstable time, for people to choose converting irreplaceable stocks worth a fortune into in-game currency that couldn't even be swapped for cash—and not just one, but a bunch? Was this reality?
But that wasn't the end. The next day, Sarang received another report from Carlton.
"President. Recharge requests."
"...."
Sarang stared at Carlton for a moment before turning to the display hovering in the corner of her office.
[All praise be. The 31st Myth has been born right here.]
[His name is Hotbody.]
[Duplicate occurrence!]
[From this moment, for the next 24 hours, all hunting grounds receive a 700% experience buff.]
[Repeating: The 31st Myth has been born right here.]
The number of users converting their stocks to diamonds kept growing. Most were 2-3 shares, but some were up to 100.
Watching the endless stream of Myth classes emerge, Sarang realized the driving force behind it.
'Competitiveness.'
That was the foundation of Revenge's recharge system. The power that made players shell out fortunes for worthless data scraps.
The desire to be stronger than others, to be more outstanding, more admired.
Sarang had worried that massive recharges would crash Revenge's economy, but it hadn't happened. Far from it—the rumors of service shutdown had tanked the exchange rates, but the influx of diamonds stabilized the market.
With money flowing into the game, even lapsed players returned, and the online buzz kept growing, lifting the precarious company mood bit by bit.
"I never imagined the premium Myth class trend would break like this...."
No joke—with this momentum, there might even be a Myth-class top hundred ranker.
Of course, it wasn't a bad thing. An unimaginable boon that left her speechless!
And she knew exactly who had triggered it.
"Han Jaeyeon...."
She recalled the day she met him at the user meet-and-greet.
Blessed by the Game God's favor and nurtured by the world's richest father, her spirituality was opened to the extreme—far beyond normal.
The immortals she'd met had exclaimed in awe, [At this point, calling her a spirit beast or young divine creature wouldn't be an overstatement!]
She could see not just a person's exterior, but their inner spirit.
Not some mind-reading ability, but a powerful intuition that let her glimpse their essence, their spirit and soul.
And in her eyes, Jaeyeon's form was anything but ordinary.
'Yeah. That's why I sat in front of him despite my busy schedule.'
The first time she saw him.
She thought a iron statue was sitting there, not a person.
His soul and spirit were that unyielding. Even as he happily scarfed down food, she sensed a special aura around him.
Born of iron.
Tempered through hellish trials into a perfected soul and spirit.
It was the very image of an iron man, so extraordinary her eyes were drawn to it.
'I wondered what kind of life he'd lived.'
She imagined a supremely resilient, resolute, charismatic personality.
But reality was different.
"Ah, deleting items gives me a rush...."
"Ha."
Even thinking back, it was insane. She could somewhat understand it as a side effect of training, but the shock of first seeing him faded before that mad statement.
That ended her connection to him.
Until recently, when Han Jaeyeon came to see her.
"I don't need money."
Truth be told.
Even before Jaeyeon, someone had said they didn't need money. A major corporation head holding over 20,000 shares and a VIP client.
He'd promised to act as her white knight against the hostile M&A, supporting Nemesis Soft. No need for money or other rewards, he'd said.
But he did want something. He wanted a 'deeper' relationship with her.
The implication was crystal clear.
She'd shut down the proposal firmly.
'Ah, looking back now... Jaeyeon probably didn't guess what I was thinking, right?'
She couldn't control her expression. Normally she would have, but things were so hectic.
When Jaeyeon said he didn't need money.
For a split second, she'd thought, 'That could work.'
She found that thought so repulsive she couldn't hide her emotions. If he'd approached naturally and grown close, maybe, but demands through money were unacceptable.
Yet Jaeyeon showed no interest in her body or background.
"Yes, diamonds please."
"Ten times instead. Deal?"
'Ah, so embarrassing....'
Her face flushed automatically.
But rethinking it, she got annoyed too.
"Ha, that madman for real."
Even so, calling for 10x diamonds in that situation? She was seasoned, knew chakra practitioners had their share of crazies.
But she'd never seen madness in such a bizarre form. Probably rare even in the great universe.
She'd watched his movie, thought he was cool, wanted to know more about him...
"Yes? Mad, you say?"
"No, nothing. What's the next schedule?"
"Yes. The next schedule is...."
After diverting Carlton's attention, Sarang suddenly wondered.
'What is that madman doing right now?'
* * *
"Heehee."
A laugh escaped me.
"Heeheehee."
It grew increasingly bizarre. But I couldn't help it. I'd finally pulled the Legendary class, Guardian Spirit, and all the pets.
Contrary to other players' guesses that I'd blown a fortune on them, pulling the class, Guardian Spirit, and pets had cost almost nothing.
It was all system pulls—pity pulls via the ceiling.
'And the deleted resources can be used again in Ardénia!'
Others saw it as deletion, but not me. I had so many piled-up cash items that in Ardénia, I could spam classes, pets, and Guardian Spirits to my heart's content.
I checked my organized pull records and nodded.
"As expected, luck items make a difference."
I hadn't felt it early on, but with an insane sample size, the above-average probability became clear.
'Out of 100 pulls... 1.8 Myth-grade.'
Nearly double the rate.
If I could boost luck even more now? Revenge's luck gear only affected drop rates, but now that it's real, who knows.
"All done now?"
Class, Guardian Spirit, pets.
Skills, gear, potions, food.
Return scrolls, teleport scrolls, enhancement scrolls.
Luck gear and items.
And gear for the collection.
"...Good. This should do it."
I lay down on the bed. Time to log in.
"Heehee."
A childish giggle burst out.
"Heeheehee!"
And it wouldn't stop!