Orc Carnage and the Master's Insatiable Hunger
Failure.... As he endured battles against Babel's orcs, Hyunwoo grew even stronger.
His swordsmanship had always been clumsy, leaving rough edges on his cuts. Now, he sliced cleanly through.
'I think I've figured out how to swing with less force.'
Properly distributing his strength meant conserving stamina fully, letting him fight longer.
"Intruder! Begone!"
"Chwiik! Chwiik! I'll send you to the afterlife!"
"Mother of the plains, grant strength to your sons!"
A squad of five named orcs ambushed him, each wielding massive shotguns.
In games, shotguns often had poor accuracy, their power halving at range. But these were real guns. Even at 20-30 meters, their devastating force was no joke.
"Fire all at once—concentrate to maximize impact."
The volley hammered Hyunwoo's body, staggering his small frame.
"Attack!"
Seeing his stance crumble, the orcs discarded their guns and raised their most potent weapons: their fists. They'd learned from repeated failures that bullets barely dented his armor. So, they favored berserk punches as their main strategy.
"Get lost!"
But Hyunwoo had learned too. The orcs' power was undeniably threatening. Clashing head-on would overwhelm even his armor with their toughness and ferocity.
So he opted for speed kills.
"Gurgh...?!"
Before their fists could land, Hyunwoo's hands and feet struck first. Three moves—that's how many it took for lethal results.
The lead orc collapsed bleeding, and the others' attacks poured in.
'Don't watch the fist—watch the shoulder.'
A lesson from Ryu Ga-eul. Predicting from the fist left you vulnerable to feints and narrowed your vision. Spot the shoulder's twitch first, anticipate the arc, and evade. Hyunwoo moved accordingly. The orcs' punches were fast and heavy, but their trajectories were sloppy—easy to dodge.
"He dodged them all...."
Skill in close quarters ignored size differences. A 2-meter-plus gym trainer couldn't beat a 160cm amateur fighter in the ring. Hyunwoo's honed technique had evolved dramatically.
'Orcs are no problem anymore.'
He felled the rest, then caught his breath. A strange euphoria hit—he'd leveled up another notch.
'A few more reps, and I could handle any horde. Damn, I'm getting impressive.'
Pride swelled as his champion grew stronger, and the constellation rewarded him accordingly.
You have cleared the 26th floor.
'Guess I can farm more. Thank god.... Head back for now.'
Instead of ascending to 27, he used a return stone. Time remained... for now.
One Babel secret Ryu Ga-eul hadn't shared: from floor 30, time flowed differently from the outside.
'Kekeke, of course he doesn't know.'
A day inside equaled three outside. It worsened higher up, complicating more for the stronger you got. Some players quit climbing to avoid watching loved ones age.
'Our cute disciple has no clue. Soon he'll notice the time warp.'
Hunting solo, Hyunwoo wouldn't spot it yet.
"Master, I'm back."
"Mm, welcome. You look much better—good haul today?"
"Hit floor 27. I'm level 29 now.... Think I can break through just before 30."
"Good, good."
What the hell was this bastard saying? Ryu Ga-eul narrowed her eyes.
Normally, breaking level 30 needed floor 35. Most partied safely, splitting EXP. But solo, Hyunwoo monopolized it, skyrocketing his levels.
'Insane speed.... Unprecedented talent.'
She'd guessed genius, but not this. Plenty of Babel "geniuses" died to one mistake. Hyunwoo had real gift.
'Gave him pricey gear for safety, but it's holding him back.'
Her gifts: the Immovable Mountains series. Unique-grade items usually had unique effects, but this was pure defense-maxed. Tougher than epics despite unique rank.
'Lower grade with utilities would've shone more.'
Her grip tightened. Paying debt fast meant no sex relief.
'Ugh.... Kinda tempting.'
But as senior player and master, desire to polish this gem stirred.
"Hyunwoo. Time's running out this month.... You know you owe 11 million won, right?"
"Of course."
"Good. Don't test your big sis's patience. For real."
She wanted to embrace him now, but held back.
'Yeah, can't risk losing this fuckable gem over impulse.'
Sex urges over talent bloom—she prioritized relief.
"I'll earn it quick!"
Hyunwoo headed out again. Floor 27 was similar, but more named orcs, tougher fights. Hordes overwhelmed his skills. One or two? Easy. Ten-plus? Retreat.
"...."
"Three days left. This master has tons of pussy juice saved up? Our Hyunwoo better drink it all tasty-like."
Her vulgarity left Hyunwoo speechless.
'Skills skyrocketed, but items? Fuck! Barely any drops!'
27 dropped zilch—profits near zero. Two days later....
"Heave-ho."
Ryu Ga-eul moved into Hyunwoo's room, claiming it like hers. She groped his body, kissed him.
"One day left!"
"Gonna torment you all day. It's over, right?"
"What nonsense—!"
Ignoring protests, she rambled.
"From tomorrow, wake 10 minutes early. Suck my pussy till I wake—clean the morning dew."
"Pussy first thing...."
"Yeah. And sleep with me."
"No way! That's insane—."
No choice, as always.
"Two months left? Till we fuck our cute Hyunwoo. Oh, next month: sumata. Know what that is? Practice your dick and pussy meeting. Heh heh heh."
Her sleazy drivel made Hyunwoo shudder. Realizing that future was a month away.