Chapter 2
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 2
Chapter Title: Jackpot
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Slept deeply and woke up.
Cleanliness has been restored.
“Hoo...”
Today marked the start of another day.
This Cleanliness stat was a feature from the original game, Plain World.
If Cleanliness dropped too low for too long, you'd suffer all sorts of debuffs—catching diseases, taking extra damage from infection-based attacks, even attracting distant monsters with your stench.
How do you raise it?
Wash up, obviously.
But who wants to micromanage bathing characters in a game? Forget reality—this was tedious as hell.
Playing Plain World made it crystal clear: the Cleanliness system was one of the reasons the game tanked hard.
So I'd modded in auto-restoration for all characters' Cleanliness on a timer.
And it looked like that carried over to this world too.
'This works fine, so why doesn't anything else?'
At least I had that to be grateful for.
Anyway, performance-wise, it was solid.
Like a Clean spell in magic terms.
The moment Cleanliness restored, surrounding grime and contaminants vanished, leaving you feeling fresh out of the shower.
The real shocker? It even purged internal waste.
Yeah, shit and piss buildup—gone.
No clue on the mechanics, but thanks to it, Yoon Young hadn't taken a dump since arriving here.
Confession time: hadn't bathed either.
But he was spotless.
No odor.
Hardly any sticky grime feel even without washing.
Without this, he'd be a reeking mess, filthy and unkempt.
This world had no shampoo, toothpaste, or body wash.
Not even soap in sight.
If not for this feature, the village might've turned into a plague-ridden hellhole.
Though whether NPCs could even catch diseases was debatable.
Crack!Pop!
“Ugh, fuck.”
Just getting up and cracking his neck was a riot.
One arm circle for stretching, and yep—muscle pain hit like a truck.
Filling his gut had cost him dearly.
'Massaged it out mid-sleep like a maniac. Makes me wanna cry for real.'
When moods tanked, sex was the fix.
At least in those moments, nothing but Ria crossed his mind.
Yoon Young flung open the door and stepped out.
Sure enough, Ria stood there blankly in front of the house.
“It's not that I'm bored, but Rubean—”
Whoosh!
He yanked her into a back hug from behind, burying his nose in her nape for a sniff.
Sniff...
A faint wildflower scent wafted up.
'Always hits different, but why does she smell so damn good?'
She didn't bathe, yet here it was. Mystery of the world.
Yoon Young's theory: Cleanliness restoration applied to Ria and the villagers too.
No gross bodily vibes? Huge win.
No hygiene panic or disease fears.
“Pretty livable village, huh.”
Knead, knead...
'Ah, those tits... Perfect every time.'
Rubbing her chest over her clothes had him hard again.
Morning routine: facing sitting position.
As always, stripped her bare, lavished her with foreplay, then slid in and thrust upward.
“Haa...! Little brother, ahh! Every time you, ugh, head to the forest, ah! I worry so, uh, much...! Ha, you shouldn't, aaah...! go to dangerous spots...!”
Even locked eyes this close, bodies entwined, Ria stared into space, rattling off her lines.
He ramped it up rough to draw out heated moans from her flushed face, but nope—that was it.
Something about it irked him, so he sealed her lips with a kiss.
Speaks to her
“Mmph! Mmm, mmmmph?”
Now she met his eyes with a smile—perfect.
Did it feel like real intimacy, sharing this connection?
Excitement spiked hard.
Arms around her waist, lips locked nonstop, hips hammering her depths in relentless strokes.
Squelch, squelch, slurp!
The more he bucked, the wilder the pleasure surged.
Edge of the cliff.
'Here it comes...!'
Plunged the tip to her deepest squeeze and unloaded!
“Mmm, haa...! Mm, ch... ahm...”
Didn't stop ravaging her mouth until every drop was spent.
“Pha... Gotta be careful.”
Another thorough round with Ria, right on schedule.
Sated breeding urge—mood lifted.
“Thanks, Ria... Without you, I might've offed myself.”
No exaggeration.
A month in this absurd world without this joy? Rope might've called his name.
Villagers were aunties, grannies, kids, and dudes—Ria the lone exception. Kinda pathetic.
“Hmm... It's not boredom, but Rubean is livable.”
Whether sincere or not, she brushed it off.
'Wanna check other villages...'
Cities, really.
Beyond here: cuter, bustier NPCs with killer lines and variety.
'Plenty pop to mind.'
Don't bank on original NPCs, though.
Rubean Village? Total unknown.
Even as a diehard fan.
Game world, sure—but tweaked from what he knew.
'Still clueless, yeah.'
Someone said it: if you can't escape, enjoy it.
Situation sucked, but hope for the future? Why not.
2.
“Welcome to Rubean Village.”
Village Chief's place.
Step in, and a plump, kindly old-timer greets you.
Slightly nicer than average shacks, but still rundown.
'Nothing new.'
Daily house raids like a thief—same results every time.
Not trolling: spoons, forks, pots aplenty, but zero usable weapons.
Fork existed, but stabbing with it? Chopsticks were superior.
'Time to hang it up.'
Hoped interactions sparked crafting or loot, but nah.
Couldn't even keep stolen clothes—poof, back to original after a bit.
Chief's belt? Snag it, gone in hours, right back on his waist.
Yesterday's pilfered pot for steamed sweet potatoes and peas? Probably home too.
Yoon Young dusted his hands and headed out.
'This village is contrived as fuck.'
Few shacks tossed down, dolls plopped in—like someone’s lazy setup.
Living here as the sole sane one? Felt like the Truman Show protagonist.
'Not just the village, though...'
If some novel plot dragged him here, show your face ASAP.
Back to old world? Secondary. At least clue him in on survival.
'Sigh. Hunt it is today.'
He trudged off listlessly.
Toward the hunting grounds.
3.
Thwack!Thwack!Smack!
“Kiaaang!”
Today's prey: Purple Eggplant.
“Hup! Hup! Hup!”
Thwack, thwack, smack!
Brute force as usual, hammering away.
Muscle agony clawed at him, but surrender meant empty belly.
Hunger chipped away daily; fasting drained stamina.
Wasting time sapped energy further—no strength to muster.
Forest barren—no fruits, nuts, zilch.
Monster kills were the sole food source.
Hated eggplant personally, but survival demanded it.
Crunch!
Yoon Young clenched his teeth, survival on the line.
Smack! Smack! Smaack!
“Kreuung!”
Dying monsters felt different—stickier vibe, more vibration through the hands.
The battered Purple Eggplant spewed purple goo from its maw and keeled over.
“Hah, hah, hah...”
Lungs burning, Yoon Young steadied himself, catching breath.
Repetition bred skill.
'One down, legs steady—mastered the grind?'
Maybe just a weakling.
Loot check.
Purple Eggplant x3
Amulet
“Huh?”
Something by the eggplant.
Palm-sized stone disc etched with the Purple Eggplant's form.
String attached—necklace vibes.
Zero expectations, just farming eggplant—jackpot city.
'What? What? What? What? What?'
Picked it up, checked info.
Proof of slaying a Purple Eggplant.
Very low drop chance.
+1 Stamina level
First equip: Permanent +10% damage to Purple Eggplant monsters
First equip: Permanent +1% damage to plant-type enemies
'F-Fuck!'
Gear item!
Gear!
Seemed meh, but Yoon Young whooped in joy.
'Goddamn, it actually drops!'
+1 Stamina.
+10% to Purple Eggplant.
+1% to plants.
Underwhelming? Sure.
But to him? Priceless.
First equipment in this world.
Stats boosted. Effects added.
Stronger!
Had to equip now.
'Equipment Window!'
Hologram unfurled before his eyes.
This world had a dedicated Equipment Window.
Drag acquired gear to slots—snaps right on.
Yoon Young eyed the amulet now around his neck.
'Eggplant design's a bit iffy.'
Whatever. Good enough.
Stamina up meant tougher body, less fatigue from same effort.
Bonus: Next eggplant, 10 hits for 11-hit damage.
Plant +1%? Tiny, but free bonus per hundred swings? Not bad.
Less exhaustion synergy? Solid start.
'Fuck yeah. Games need loot like this. Thought it was barren as my mom's fridge.'
Clickfest game vs. real sweat-and-spin survival? Worlds apart.
Trash item at PC? Treasure in this hell.
Humans peak on progress highs.
He'd grown—maybe 3% overall?
'Keep grinding, levels incoming.'
Gathered dropped eggplants, stashed in Inventory.
Hard-earned hunt spoils.
Tasteless? Still vital chow.
Hid from monster sight, rested, eyed next target.
Mood high or stamina buff? Felt good for three rounds today.