Chapter 62
Chapter 62
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 62
Chapter Title: 21. Sad Rage. (1)
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Morning: three level-ups, Stamina at 83.
Afternoon, 2:20 PM: another raid, Stamina at 86.
And now, 11 PM.
"...Haa."
I'm sitting in a stall in the underground passage men's restroom, catching my breath.
In just one day, I killed ninety of them.
Nine level-ups.
Just like before.
It's... getting faster.
"Status."
Skills
[Passive - Soul Tattoo Lv. 2]
[Passive - Recovery][Active - Acceleration] (Auto-casting)
Grrrrowl, grrrraaack!
The human beasts' growls echoing from outside.
They're searching for me.
But they can't find me.
I vanished from their sight in an instant.
They're just wandering around, barking.
I put three points into Stamina, bringing it to 89.
Right now, Stamina recovers every 34 minutes and 30 seconds.
Stats recover every 7 minutes and 15 seconds.
Compared to when it took 20 minutes per point, this is insanely faster.
Recovering 60 Mental Power used to take 20 hours; now it's about 6.
"...Haa... Hoo..."
I steadied my breathing, calming my mind.
Faster. More.
Even one more.
I want to kill them, wipe them out, and grow.
Stamina.
So far, every 5 points reduces recovery time by 45 seconds.
At 100, it'll drop by 15 minutes total.
What happens if I keep going?
Theoretically, at 135, the recovery tick hits zero.
Zero seconds!
Instant recovery to max the moment it's spent?
If so, no matter how many times I use Acceleration or burn Strength, I could slaughter them endlessly?
It might be right. Or wrong.
But if I'm right...
I could wipe out every human beast in the world in a single moment.
Even if wrong, recovery speed is secured.
No downside.
That's why I'm raising Stamina.
Suppressing the urge to pump Strength and kill more, prioritizing Stamina.
For faster recovery.
To kill more.
I checked the status window again.
Mental Power at 10 left.
So, five hours.
In about five, all stats full.
"...Five hours..."
Yeah...
Just wait five hours...
Then I can kill them again...
Should head home, see my people, show my face.
I've stayed out occasionally, but they're people I see daily, so I worry.
On the other hand, I don't want to leave here.
I want to kill more, level faster.
I pulled an energy bar from my bag, chewed as I thought.
...Yeah.
Just one day.
What could happen in a day?
If something, Su-hyun would message.
...Ah.
I pulled out my phone, messaged Su-hyun.
[Staying out tonight.]
[ㅡㅡ...]
[Why? Mad?]
[You said you'd come see me.]
I smirked.
[Miss you even now.]
[Don't know ㅡㅡ Hmph]
Cute.
Su-hyun...
I smiled, messaged.
[Back tomorrow morning or so.]
[Bleh.]
"...Haha."
I chuckled softly, quietly.
Su-hyun.
Talking to her always cheers me up.
Pocketed the phone, steadied my breath.
Just five hours... sleep and wake.
Gripped my sword, slowly closed my eyes.
Blood trickles down my cheek.
A little past 9 AM, I emerged from the underground.
I'm drenched head to toe in red.
Never been covered like this before.
Walking around coated in blood for nearly a day and a half—blood's fascinating.
In movies or dramas, crime scenes show it clotting black fast, but that's not true.
Blood stays red a long time, almost until it fully dries.
Takes more time to turn black.
And.
Blood color varies by person.
Healthy folks: bright crimson, deep vivid red.
Others: duller.
Saw nearly blackish too.
Vein vs. artery maybe, but the spray differed clearly per person.
Differences exist, whatever they mean.
Anyway, I'm fully red now. Barely any skin showing.
Squinted at the sky.
Cloudy, like rain might come or not.
If it's coming, hurry up.
A cool downpour right now would be nice.
Glanced into the boarding house alley as I walked.
Utility pole by the supermarket.
Someone's there.
Scouting nonstop.
Mental Power at 10 left.
...Grab him, ask why.
I stopped; the guy by the pole bolted.
"...Tch."
Clicked my tongue, headed to the big mart.
Napped in the bathroom—tired.
Eyes sunken.
Time to go back.
Entered the building; Su-hyun and others working, spot me, freak out.
"S-Seong-hun! You okay?"
"Oppa! Oh my god, hurt anywhere?"
"T-Teacher!"
Hmm.
That bad?
They've seen me bloody before, but this shocks them.
I smirked.
"Not my blood."
Su-hyun, Hoon the old guy, Inline folks, and Dung Breath—no, Han-tae.
Faces full of worry and shock.
I smiled.
"Tired. Gonna rest."
As I walked, Su-hyun followed.
"Oppa. Really okay?"
"Yeah. Just tired."
"That many down there?"
I nodded, no words.
Tons.
My... experience fodder.
"All cleared now?"
Shook my head.
Pressed elevator button.
"Underground... just getting started."
Su-hyun's eyes widened.
Didn't expect that many.
Elevator taking time from 10th floor.
I looked at Su-hyun.
"I look that rough?"
She nodded vigorously.
"Oppa, your eyes—whites are the only white part."
...Yikes.
Scary-looking, huh.
"Nothing while I was gone?"
She nodded, tilted head slightly.
"Yeah. Except... one Inline club guy said headache, taking day off. Dizziness not getting better."
"...Yeah? That bad?"
She shook head, face a bit down.
...Sounds bad.
Ding—
Elevator opened.
I told Su-hyun.
"In your room. Lunchtime up?"
She glared, turned away sharply.
"Didn't even come see me yesterday."
Walked off.
But I saw it.
The slight smile as she turned.
I smiled, hit 10th floor, ascended.
Blood dripping on elevator floor.
Someone else'll clean it.
Feel a bit bad.
Deep breath.
Dawn to now, two raids.
6 levels up, now 69.
Stamina 95.
Recovery faster again.
Soon... 100.
Just a bit more.
Just a little longer.
Hit 135.
Shower's great.
Cool water running from head down—refreshing.
This was more like scrubbing gore.
An hour scraping dried clots.
Three hours, raid again.
Lunch then go.
Laid on bed, dozed; Su-hyun came up.
"Oppa!"
Slid under covers, hugged me.
Rubbed forehead on my chest, acting cute.
Woke me right up.
Stroked her hair, fondled her breast, smiled.
"Here?"
"Yeah."
She looked up from my arms.
"Oppa, hungry? Army stew?"
Click.
Unhooked her bra, nodded.
"Army stew sounds good."
Stripped her clothes. Pants and panties too.
She panicked, covered her crotch with both hands.
"O-Oppa. I need a shower."
Shower good.
But don't wanna stop.
I mounted her, grabbed my raging hard-on, thrust in raw.
"Ahht!"
She hugged me tight.
4 PM.
Rubbing sleepy eyes, armed sword, headed down again.
Ugh, stinging.
Mart's shutter work in full swing.
Welding and sealing ain't quick. Week minimum.
Su-hyun working far off, spots me, waves. Ye-eun beside her.
Ye-eun turns, smiles, waves.
Odd sight.
Su-hyun's sociable nature, probably.
...Nice.
Someday, both in bed...
Thought stirred me up again.
I waved smiling, headed side door—only open exit.
Shadow by side door stairs.
Stopped, looked: Jung Eun-seo.
Sitting on stairs, hands on forehead. Face hidden.
What's up?
"Eun-seo. Something wrong?"
She looked up, faint nod.
I nodded back.
She said.
"Actually, my little brother..."
"Brother?"
She nodded.
"Yeah. In our club, short guy—he's my brother."
...Ah.
One of the guys is her little bro.
Had no clue.
Maybe heard name like Jung something. Forgot instantly, hazy now.
"What's with him?"
Her face bad.
Really upset.
"Head... hurts. Can't take to hospital... Don't know what to do."
...Ah.
Head...
That guy's her brother...