Chapter 749
Chapter 749
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 749
Chapter Title: Ga-in's Tragic Fate
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The moment I returned to reality, I checked my status.
4,305 points.
Having spent quite a while in the world of [Savior of the Academy], I'd accumulated a hefty amount.
'Where to spend it...'
After some thought, I decided to invest in my stats.
'First, even them out.'
I spent 1,200 points to bring Agility and Intelligence both to 80. Nice and neat now.
'Raising a stat from 80 costs 120 points per point... Can't max them all.'
I needed to pick and choose.
'Virility first!'
From 90 onward, each stat point costs a whopping 200. I'd expected it, so no surprise.
'Next, Mana.'
Mana was the second-most essential stat after Virility. With enough Mana, I could unleash transcendent power or fire off more brain lightning. The more Mana, the better.
'Then... Strength.'
And those were my final stats.
I felt a pang looking at the remaining points. Over 4,000 gone in three minutes. I knew it was an investment in myself, not thrown away, but it still stung.
'Points already spent. No use dwelling. They'll pile up automatically in the Play world anyway.'
Only one place for the scraps.
Random Gacha.
'Haven't dumped 100+ points in ages. Heart's racing. Heh.'
Approach gacha like you're tossing points in the trash.
'Here we go!'
I started the random draw.
Excitement at first. A good skill or trait would be jackpot. But as time passed, my face hardened, junk piling up around me. Toothbrush, bag, pillow, fruit, etc. Some had minor abilities, but mostly meh.
For example.
10-Second Hair Dye Dyes your hair (or any body hair) any color you desire in just 10 seconds.
Price: 5 points
※ Caution: Visualize the color clearly. Effect lasts 5 days.
Handy for quick color changes, but only lasts five days.
'No hair damage or side effects, so not bad. ...Should I try it?'
Human nature: gotta test decent pulls, needed or not!
I gave in to impulse and used the 10-Second Hair Dye.
On my pubic hair.
"Whoa! Ohhh!"
My pubes turned rainbow. Under the fluorescent light, they shimmered like a prism.
"Not bad actually? Gotta show Han Ha-rin later."
I chuckled. I could picture her reaction—scowling, all serious. Then demanding I fix it, only to end up pinned and moaning.
Thinking of Ha-rin got me hard already.
'But points left. ...Oh. Jackpot.'
Random Magic Scroll Tear to activate a random spell. Spell details revealed upon activation.
Price: 3,000
※ Caution: Some spells may endanger the user. Use with care.
This one made my fingers itch. I resisted the urge. Endangering my life could trash my place too.
Honestly, cleanup bothered me more than dying.
'20 points left. Good luck today—already profited.'
Relaxed, I kept drawing.
Didn't expect another hit, but the last one delivered.
Memory Manipulation Match Light the match and show it to the target to alter their memories.
Price: 8,000 points
※ Caution: Fails on targets with high mental strength. Very old memories may resist alteration.
Fun item.
First thought: use on women. Rape them, then tweak memories to think it was consensual passion.
'Hmm... Would it really be that simple?'
Slight unease: unlike hypnosis that shifts perception, this alters memories outright. In a world of conversations and video evidence, fabricated memories could be questioned or exposed.
'Gotta use it carefully.'
Points spent, I tidied the junk and headed to Han Ha-rin's place.
Ha-rin lounged on the sofa, watching TV, legs crossed, arms folded, accentuating her huge breasts. Even at home, she exuded haughtiness.
"Ha-rin. I'm here."
"Sung Yu-jin! I told you not to drop the honorifics!"
"Yes, yes. Sorry. But check this out, Ha-rin sunbae."
I dropped my pants, flashing my dick. As expected, she scowled, voice stiff.
"Are you insane? What did you do to it? Fix it now!"
"Gonna enjoy it like this for a bit. No harm to the body."
I pounced on her, kissing deeply as she toppled onto the sofa, slowly stripping her.
"Mmph! Mmmph...!"
She flailed her limbs in resistance at first, then melted into the kiss.
I gripped the wheel and hit the accelerator. The car pulled into the university hospital parking lot. Basements 1 through 3 were packed solid. Finding a spot was a chore.
"Ah, should've taken the bus."
"Hyung, looks like a spot over there. Check it out."
Park Su-ho said from the passenger seat.
It'd been a while since I last saw Park Su-ho. He'd invited me to the university hospital where his little sister was admitted. The antidote potion I'd given her last time had helped a lot, though Baektaek's curse wasn't fully lifted.
We parked, grabbed the fruit basket, and got out. Su-ho's face had been grim since we arrived.
"Kinda late to ask, but is it okay for me to come? Feels like you always hide your sister away."
"She doesn't like strangers, and hospitals aren't for inviting friends anyway. I don't even bring close ones. But this time, Ga-in begged to thank you in person. I'm grateful too, hyung. Thanks to your potion, her condition's improved."
Park Ga-in.
Park Su-ho's little sister's name.
"Glad it helped. Baektaek's curse... makes you fall into endless sleep and waste away, right?"
"Yeah. Started mild, just sleeping more. But it worsened—collapsing mid-walk, sleeping longer. Your antidote lets her stay awake about four hours a day now... Worst was over 60 hours straight."
"Even with neutralizers?"
"Neutralizers aren't antidotes. They prevent crisis, but effects are fading. Experts say she has less than a year left."
"A year... That's too short."
"If relying only on neutralizers. Antidote potions or Baektaek items could extend it. And with an S-rank antidote specialist... lifting the curse isn't impossible."
Su-ho clenched his fists. Knowing his personality, he'd never give up on his sister.
We entered the ward.
A special ward for curse victims. I scratched my nape. The vibe was eerie.
Thud.
Thud thud.
Thud thud thud.
A rhythmic pounding. Turning toward it, a young man in patient garb was punching the wall.
"Eek! Kim Joo-hak! I told you no hitting walls!"
"Monsters! Gotta kill the monsters!"
The nurse restrained him. Her movements screamed Awakener.
"Curse too? Hallucinations?"
"Yeah, mental curse. Talked to him once; wasn't this bad then."
"Feels like a psych ward."
"...Mental curses are rare. Most are physical—rotting flesh, pus on back, bleeding eyes."
"Grimmer than I thought."
"People don't realize how many die from curses. Some resist neutralizers. Ga-in's lucky—Baektaek doesn't directly destroy the body."
As we walked, a horrific scream echoed from the hall's end. I froze instinctively; Su-ho tugged my arm.
"Hyung, keep going. Nothing we can do."
"...Right."
We signed in with the nurse on the first floor and headed to the fifth.
"Fifth floor patients are mostly comatose. Ga-in's in that room. Nurse says she's awake now."
Su-ho opened the door casually. A faint air purifier hum.
"Ga-in. It's oppa."
"Oppa?"
"Brought Yu-jin hyung like I said."
"Hi. Yu-jin oppa."
Park Ga-in, reading in bed, greeted us.
Long black hair, ghostly pale skin, big eyes, white patient gown. Petite frame—short, flat-chested. Like she never grew.
Yet beautiful, like a craftsman's devoted doll. With her blank expression, she could've passed for a mannequin.
"Park Ga-in, right? Heard about you. I'm Sung Yu-jin. Hospital gift. You like fruit?"
"Yes. Perfect, not too much. Ah, oppa said you gave the antidote potion for me? Thank you. Thanks to you, I get four hours active a day."
We approached the bed.
"Should stand to greet you... Sorry. Legs don't work well... Hard to get up."
"No worries. Stay comfy. You'd make me uncomfortable."
Up close, Ga-in looked even thinner. Legs hidden under blanket, but arms were stick-thin, brittle.
"Ga-in, how's your body?"
Su-ho asked.
"Good, oppa. Best condition lately. Nurse said no major health issues."
"Still, no overdoing it. Tell me if it hurts."
Silence fell briefly. Su-ho got serious about his sister; Ga-in glanced shyly at me. Some stranger anxiety.
I took the lead. To lighten the mood and bond, talk was key. Not rambling—start with common ground. Lucky us: Park Su-ho.
"Ga-in. Curious about Su-ho's college life? He won't spill much."
"Super curious! Oppa always says he's fine."
"He is, mostly."
I kept chatting with Ga-in, bringing up Su-ho.