Doesn't Seem Like a Good Person
2nd Floor Boss Room
"Wheeeeee—"
"Squeeeeeeeak—!"
The giant rat collapsed, blood spraying from its chest.
3rd Floor Boss Room
"Wheeeeeee—whoosh—"
The dagger punched straight through the slime and split its core cleanly in half.
— Pssshhh—!
"This body is invincible now."
I had wiped out the third-floor boss in the blink of an eye.
Of course I still couldn't hold a candle to the S-rank hunters tearing through the higher floors, but still—wasn't this pretty damn strong already?
And my gear was stacked, too.
The teachers had dumped a whole pile of stuff on me through the Heavenly Dao Net, after all.
"What's this?"
"Are they good?"
"The Red Cloud Silk?"
A mountain of pure spirit stone? What the hell was that supposed to mean?
I didn't understand a single word of any of this.
I still had no idea what made it so great, but if the teachers said it was good, then it had to be good, right?
When I didn't react much, Cheon-gi-gak-ju stepped in with an explanation.
"I just shoot fire out of my hands, though?"
"I don't remember ever learning any incantations."
"So if I level up—wait, no—if I reach the Foundation Establishment Stage, I can control Fireball Spells too?"
"What do you mean?"
"My dagger moves however I want?"
Something about that really appealed to me.
Someone was starting to surface in my mind…
Yonberji?
I'd figure it out once I tried it later.
Either way, I had to say thank you.
"Thank you! Seriously, thank you so much!"
Ok Han-bing-hu looked thoroughly pleased, and next up was Tae-baek-geom-gun.
The clothes Tae-baek-geom-gun had sent had a weird design.
Not quite a hanbok, not quite a hanfu either.
They looked like silk, yet the hems rippled like waves even when there was no wind—an uncanny garment that almost seemed alive.
Well, yeah—I'd been walking around with a giant men's boxy T-shirt pulled over me like a dress.
I hadn't even been able to wash it properly, so it had gotten pretty grimy.
Still… how to put it?
Actually putting on proper women's clothes like this gave me a quiet little twinge of resistance.
Not that I could look him in the face and say I didn't like them.
"I like the clothes."
Even Hyeol-ha-no-jo, who usually just barked and snapped, was saying something nice—so it had to be a better item than I thought.
Looking at it again, I kind of look like a fairy?
I hurriedly dropped into a deep bow toward the viewer who had sent the gift.
"Thank you!"
Next came Tae-hyeon-jin-in's turn.
What Tae-hyeon-jin-in had sent was a tiny little bag made of leather.
A bag?
It was way too small to be a bag, though.
Barely big enough to fit a single juice box?
"A Supreme Quality Storage Bag?"
It could hold a mountain? And nothing inside would rot?
That felt like a massive overstatement.
There were hunters who owned items like that, though.
I'd seen one on YouTube, I think.
Looked like a regular backpack, but as long as you could fit something in the opening, a surprising amount of stuff went in.
The test item back then had been instant ramen, right?
I remembered about ten boxes fitting inside.
After that stream, the hunter had retired.
Sold the bag to an S-rank hunter for fifty million dollars, supposedly.
I'd heard the price had climbed to a hundred million by now.
I did as he said, and a vast space unfolded inside my consciousness.
"Ooooh… ohhh!"
It looked like a warehouse built of traditional tiled houses, and I couldn't see the end of it.
Even a logistics center for loading and unloading would be smaller than this…
The thought that a real mountain might actually fit started to feel plausible.
And piled up inside the warehouse were glittering multicolored stones.
The moment I focused on the stones, Tae-hyeon-jin-in's voice reached me.
"I put a few Spirit Stones in there for you. When you get hungry later, go buy food on the Heavenly Dao Net."
"Oooooooh!"
"I love it!"
As a test, I pressed the luggage I'd been carrying against the storage bag and poured spiritual energy into it.
The gear vanished, and I saw it appear inside the bag through my consciousness.
If I wanted something out, I just infused spiritual energy again and it came out.
If I wanted it back in, I thought about putting it away and it went in.
"Oooooooh—"
While I was still marveling, Cheon-gi-gak-ju stepped forward this time.
What he had given me were six small tablets made of jade.
Like this?
I did as Cheon-gi-gak-ju said, pressing a jade slip to my forehead and pouring spiritual energy into it.
In an instant, a flood of vast knowledge poured straight into my head.
"Heeeung……."
My eyes went unfocused and drool started dripping from my mouth.
Why was my tongue sticking out?
The chat was about to explode.
No—wait, was that even the problem right now?
A second ago I hadn't known any of this, but now it felt exactly like watching a knowledge short and going ohhh!
I suddenly understood how to use the Cleansing Spell.
Gotta try it once.
I recited the incantation that rose in my mind.
But it wasn't working.
"Ugh! Ngh! Why won't it work?"
I flapped my arms the way the memory showed—like shaking out my sleeves—but it felt like the engine was almost catching and then dying again.
Exactly like trying to start an old car.
"Ngh! Ugh! Ngh!"
Then suddenly I heard the sound of fabric snapping taut against the wind.
— Pwoomph!
In an instant, black powdery grime blasted out behind me.
At the same time, I felt incredibly refreshed—like I'd just stepped out of a warm bath.
My skin felt soft and clean, and my grimy body turned pure white in a flash.
"Whoa, this is amazing!!"
Finding a stream to wash in inside the tower had been a nightmare already.
And even when I found one, it was freezing cold.
If I tried heating the water with a Fireball Spell, it just evaporated.
This was exactly the skill I needed right now.
"Thank you! I love it so much!"
But apparently my reaction hadn't been fair enough, because the other viewers started grumbling.
Yeah. When the viewers get mad, just shut up and move on quietly.
I quickly checked the item Hyeol-ha-no-jo had sent.
"This is…"
What appeared before my eyes was an enormously huge greatsword.
"It was too big to be called a sword. Massive, thick, heavy, and far too crude. It was, quite literally, a lump of raw iron."
Hah! I blurted that out without thinking.
No—more importantly, wasn't this way too big?
It looked twice my size.
How was I supposed to use this?
Could I even lift it? The moment I put real strength into it—
— Vwooom!
"Huh?"
It rose with a sound like it was slicing the air, light as anything.
Why is this so light?
It felt exactly like picking up a tree branch on a mountain and swinging it around.
But the mood in the chat was turning ugly again.
Yeah, this looked like a real fight was about to break out.
I hurried to smooth things over.
"Everyone, please don't fight. I'm not planning to grab a sword and go fight monsters up close."
Hyeol-ha-no-jo seemed to take that personally.
"S-sorry…"
"Huh?"
"Ride the sword?"
My eyes must have lit up like stars, because Hyeol-ha-no-jo's messages started coming faster.
"Really?"
"For real?"
"You're not lying?!"
Riding a sword and flying through the sky…
"Thank you so much!!!"
Seeing how happy I was, Hyeol-ha-no-jo finally seemed satisfied and went quiet.
So… had I received gifts from all the viewers now?
O-cheong-yo-wang was always AFK, so I might as well treat him as a lurker log.
More than that—wasn't this life turning out pretty lucky?
However it happened, I'd become a hunter, and there were people helping me like this.
"All of you teachers seem so kind. Thanks to you I became a hunter and got all these things."
I tried to set a nice mood with that, but nobody said a word.
Why was everyone silent?
I'd thought it was a pretty touching little moment.
Why was the chat so quiet?
Did people just not like embarrassing sincere talk?
I didn't freeze the chat or anything…
I was just checking whether the stream had maybe stopped when a message finally appeared from the silent lurker gentleman, O-cheong-yo-wang.