Chapter 110
Chapter 110
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 110
Chapter Title: The Last Supper (2)
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I opened the delivery app on my tablet and ordered 36 chickens and 36 pizzas. Thanks to that, I blew through more than half the money I'd earned working as a porter.
I had a little over 1.1 million won left.
"My bank account's melting away nice and slow."
In the old days, I'd be worrying about next month's rent and living expenses, scrambling for part-time gigs. But not anymore.
'If I need cash, I can just hit up a few jewelry stores in the zombie world later.'
The origin might be a bit shady, but since I'm an F-rank hunter at least on paper, most people buy the story that I got it from a gate.
Even in the 'C--rank Dungeon Goblin Habitat' we cleared with B-rank Hunter Lee Chae-ah this time, we found all sorts of junk in the goblin village. Old weapons, crude trinkets, that sort of thing.
'Not much profit aside from the mana stones, though.'
Gates are so random that you never really know what'll come out of them.
Put another way, if I say I scored some gold inside a gate, anyone who didn't go in with me will just shrug and think, 'Lucky bastard.'
Fellow hunters might let it slide like that—what about regular folks?
Same goes for engraved jewelry or gold stuff. Hard to prove where it really came from since it's from another world, but it's not stolen, so no worries about getting pegged as a criminal.
'Might lose a bit to fees, but I can make up for it in volume.'
On the flip side, stat-boosting potions or gear from the Tower are a whole different story.
Those things are worth way more than gold or jewels. Insanely expensive, in a word.
The tiny stat gains are secondary—the real draw is no special conditions to use them.
Means I can sell them to regular people, not just hunters.
But the downsides are just as clear.
There is no Tower in this world.
Everything I bring back doesn't exist here in reality.
Screw up the sale, and I'm kissing my peaceful daily life goodbye forever.
*
Unlike in the Tower world, I'm total cannon fodder out here in reality. I can't forget that.
Yeah, SSS-rank Warp is broken as hell, but that's just the skill—my physical specs are still F-rank trash.
And now that I know mental power limits Warp usage, I have to prep for when I can't use it.
'But training's such a pain.'
Grinding to raise a single stat point through training is way less efficient than saving up Dimensional Crystals (DC) to upgrade stats or skills.
That's an undeniable fact.
'Hang on... do the stat potions I bought from the Tower even work here in reality?'
On day 11, there was a Consumables 1+1 event, so Im Ji-hye and I each bought the max of three Low-grade Stat Potions (10,000 pt each).
Mid-grade and high-grade were 50,000 and 100,000 pt respectively, so we only grabbed one of each since three apiece would've hurt too much.
'Worst case, no loss. Might as well try one.'
I popped open a Low-grade Stat Potion with some hope and chugged it. It had a refreshing, crisp feel.
Heart pounding, I checked my stats.
⚔ STATUS ⚔ Name: Kim Joo-hyuk Gender: Male ⚡ Strength: 26 (21+5) 💨 Agility: 21 (15+6) ✨ Intelligence: 3 🍀 Luck: 27 🛡️ Vitality: 10 (0+10) 💪 Abilities: 【Warp SSS】 🎁 Talents: 【Strength F】 "Huh?"
But the status window showed no changes.
'What the hell?'
On a whim, I used 【Third Eye C-】 on the Stat Potion.
【Third Eye C-】 Analysis Target: Low-grade Stat Potion Description: Consuming this potion randomly increases one stat by 0.33333... per bottle. Up to 3 bottles per grade per person. "Fuck?"
No idea why, but the potion was only working at 33% effectiveness here.
A bit pissed, but thinking it over, it wasn't totally unreasonable.
Items made under the Tower's influence affecting my reality? That's the weird part.
Earth doesn't have a Tower, after all.
"So 0.333 times three makes a full stat point?"
I had plenty of Low-grade Stat Potions from the 1+1 event, so I chugged the other two right after.
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ Strength has increased by '1'. "Oh."
Looks like they round 0.999... up to 1 stat point. Nice.
"Hmm. If potions are nerfed like this, probably gear too."
Couldn't check right now—【Third Eye C-】 was on cooldown. But based on what I've seen, odds are high.
"Haven't flexed my brain like this in ages. Headache incoming."
Future problems for future me. Time to finish what I started.
'Need to clear floor 1 and head to floor 2 soon, so might as well wipe out all these pests now.'
I logged into HunterNet and messaged a seller of monster capture sedatives—used for catching or taming monsters—that I'd buy some.
After half an hour lounging on the bed with my tablet, it was go-time. I threw on a tracksuit and slippers, then headed out.
A guy was waiting at the meetup spot, bag in hand.
"You Iron Lad?"
Didn't feel like chitchat with some random dude, so I just nodded.
"Check the goods."
The bag held unopened monster sedatives.
Looked legit. I sent the money.
One million gone in a flash.
Bank balance: 100,000 won.
"Payment confirmed."
Done. We go our separate ways.
That's when it hit me—I'd never actually used monster capture sedatives before.
"How do I use it?"
"Kinda curt, huh."
"Sore throat."
"...Right. Oral ingestion only. No skin contact effect, so don't coat weapons. Best to research what food your monster likes beforehand."
"Works on people? Insomnia."
"No major side effects AFAIK, but the smell's weird—hard to force down. Oh, and obviously, don't use it maliciously on others or Hunter Law slaps you with heavy penalties."
I nodded.
Grabbed the stuff and headed home. Delivery had arrived—chickens and pizzas everywhere. Scoped the area, saw no one, and inventoried it all.
Just needed to lace the food now.
Mixed one vial of monster sedative with water at 1:10, loaded a spray bottle, and misted everything except mine and Han Yu-ra's shares.
Sniff sniff.
A bit off, but diluted in water and with fast food's strong scents, no one'd notice unless they were suspicious.
"Warp, to the Tower."
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ Warping to Planet #010009. ◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ In front of the baffled Summoned, who were giving me confused looks at my out-of-nowhere announcement, I pulled out 35 chickens and 35 pizzas.
Pizza boxes piled up like mountains in seconds, crispy fried chickens lined up neatly on the ground.
"One chicken or one pizza per person."
After two weeks of rock-hard bread that could shatter teeth and flavorless water like monks on a fast, modern civilization's flavors descended upon the Summoned.
"Gasp...!"
"Dream or reality?"
Men, women, old, young—they all stared at the fast food with saliva glands exploding, eyes blazing.
"This is my gift to you. But remember: eat it, and you're my slaves for the next two weeks."
Their movements froze at my words. Conflict etched on their faces.
Last shreds of human dignity, or sweet temptation before them? Looked like pointless agonizing, so I pulled out my chicken from inventory and tore in right there.
"Oh, damn, this slaps."
Savory seasoning-coated chicken. Tasted great even to me after so long. Had to—K-chicken, baby.
Pop—
Cracked open a cola too. Pure bliss.
"My dream's always been to serve Joo-hyuk-nim as a slave forever!"
"Slave punch! Slave punch! Slave punch!"
"Mom, when I grow up... no, I'll be a slave now!"
Had the pissants distribute the rest.
Han Yu-ra's eyes went wide at modern flavors after two weeks. First bite down, tears welled up.
Soon she ignored me entirely, hands caked in seasoning, devouring boneless chicken like mad.
'Is it really that good?'
Convenience store slop was my daily diet, so just decently tasty to me.
Anyway, the Summoned deified me. Kinda retarded, but their chicken-and-pizza-fueled worship was hilarious. Felt pretty good.
But like always.
There's always that one guy who can't read the room and starts acting up.