Chapter 133
Chapter 133
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Translator: Vine
Chapter: 133
Chapter Title: 33. One Rider Worth a Thousand (6)
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Reversal of master and servant.
Young-woo clutched Underdog and the Ironclad Cutter to his chest as he hurriedly followed the golden goblin.
Only it could carry the orb around freely without activating it.
‘Is it because it’s not from Earth that the orb doesn’t react? Come to think of it, I never even imagined entrusting the orb to a goblin.’
The more he learned, the more astonishing this world became.
-Kikik! Ki!
The goblin seemed to realize it had become something very important, excitedly dragging Young-woo along while holding the golden orb.
Of course, that didn’t mean it was slacking off.
Splash, clink!
It was diligently collecting the crimson coins left behind by the wyverns of Gwangjin District.
-Ki! Ki!
It kept chattering something, but Young-woo couldn’t understand a word.
“Could you maybe carry two of those? It’d be great to take one to Gangnam to use and save the other.”
When Young-woo asked, the golden goblin, who had just picked up the last coin, turned to look at him.
-Kit!
“…….”
Was that a yes, or was it saying that would be a problem?
‘Well, if it can’t carry them both at once, I can always come back for another trip.’
In any case, Young-woo followed the goblin, who had finished its task, back south.
Before long, another golden orb came into view near the entrance to Cheongdam Bridge.
And standing blankly in front of it was Songpa First Sword Oh Yeon-hee, who must have arrived at some point.
“Oh, Young-woo.”
Oh Yeon-hee gave Young-woo and the golden goblin a strange look.
From the situation, she had realized that Jeong Young-woo had already taken out all the mutants in two districts.
“I came in case you needed help, but it looks like there’s nothing for me to do.”
Her words about “my share” carried a double meaning.
Young-woo gave a faint smile and pointed at the golden orb, speaking to the golden goblin.
“Grab this one too.”
In front of the surprised Oh Yeon-hee, the golden goblin approached the second orb.
Then.
-Kikik……
After a moment of hesitation, it stored the first golden orb it was already holding into its subspace pouch.
Swoosh.
“Huh?”
Young-woo was shocked once again.
He hadn’t even considered that the golden orb could be stored in a subspace pouch.
‘Does that mean… I can stockpile orbs and pull them out whenever I need to use them?’
This was practically an exploit.
From now on, he could shower golden rain on any district he wanted at any time. And even…
‘This way, I could summon night dungeons too… even if there are no mutants left in the area.’
That wasn’t all. The potential uses he hadn’t thought of yet were endless.
“W-What was that just now?”
Meanwhile, Oh Yeon-hee stood there with her mouth agape, still reeling from the shock of this new revelation.
To her, the golden orb was just a system feature.
So she had never once imagined carrying it around like a ball or storing it in a bag.
“…I just learned about it myself. So I’m as surprised as you are.”
Of course, to pull off something like this, you needed an alien slave, so it wasn’t something you could just imitate even if you knew about it.
Click, click.
As Young-woo loaded the golden goblin back onto Negreig and began crossing Cheongdam Bridge, Oh Yeon-hee hurriedly stopped him.
“Where to this time?”
Young-woo pointed toward the other side of the bridge as if it were obvious.
“To Gangnam. It’s still my district, so I have to make it rain.”
* * *
Golden Rain.
A public service activity that distributed 30,000 karma to all residents of the district in the form of commemorative coins.
Because of this, the value of golden rain only increased the more people were staying in the district.
The total amount of karma circulating in the district grew accordingly.
‘No matter how much I rotate through Seoul districts, I’ll never catch up to the karma distributed via golden rain.’
Young-woo confirmed that the district status had switched to Gangnam, then placed his hand on the second orb the goblin was holding.
Thud.
Just like before, the either-or choice appeared.
≪Selection Reward≫
[3 million karma]
or
[Distribute 30,000 karma to all residents in the district]
As expected, only a being not affiliated with Earth could carry and move this orb.
‘Distribute 30,000 karma.’
When Young-woo selected the distribution option, the orb began to slowly spin, detaching from the goblin and Young-woo’s hands and floating into the air.
Then.
Pew!
It shot up into the sky with a sharp whistle.
Drawing a golden trail across the sky high above.
Shwaaaaa!
The golden orb climbed to an unimaginable height in an instant.
Boom boom boom!
It exploded in a golden blast just like always, but to the Gangnam residents, it was a shocking performance they’d never seen before.
“Huh?”
“W-What’s that?”
“Fireworks……?”
“No, it’s way more than that…….”
Not only the monster hunters fighting the skeleton swordsmen, but even the residents out on the streets completing scout quests—all of them saw the sky turn gold.
And then.
Shwaaaaa……
They watched as the golden lights blanketing the sky rained down to the ground all at once.
Finally, golden rain was falling on Gangnam too.
《Gyeongbuk First Sword ‘Jeong Young-woo07’ has given up 3 million karma monopoly and gifted 30,000 karma to all Gangnam residents.》
《30,000 karma will soon be distributed in commemorative coin form. Prepare yourselves.》
System messages announcing the golden rain followed, and three golden coins appeared beside every Gangnam resident’s head.
Pop pop, pop!
This included even the First Swords Young-woo and Oh Yeon-hee.
“…….”
Oh Yeon-hee, who had now witnessed golden rain three times thanks to Young-woo, looked at the face of Gangnam First Sword engraved on the coin with a gaze that was starting to feel familiar.
“Now Young-woo’s more famous in Gangnam than Tae-won.”
She was probably right.
Not just the amount, but no promotional method could beat the engraving effect on commemorative coins.
But Young-woo’s gaze was fixed not on Gangnam, but north.
‘Wow, you really can move the orb and detonate it in another district. This means…’
It was now possible to take orbs collected domestically and use them abroad.
Looking like a madman obsessed with showering golden rain, Young-woo hastily climbed onto Negreig.
Then.
“I’m heading to Paju now!”
He gave Oh Yeon-hee a brief heads-up on his destination and vanished like the wind.
* * *
[Golden Journey]
|Summon golden rain in the next district.
|Domestic (3/3) |Foreign (0/2)
Golden rain completed 3 times domestically.
All that remained was to make it rain twice abroad.
‘Theoretically, I could complete the achievement today. I already have one orb, and if I’m lucky, I might find another mutant in Paju or Kaesong.’
Kwang! Kwang!
Riding on Negreig, Young-woo was already passing through Gwangjin District and crossing Dongdaemun District.
Unlike before, there was no mutant marker in Dongdaemun District.
Dongdaemun’s Jang Jeong-ho had finally dealt with his assigned mutant.
‘Must have been a tough one, judging by how long it took.’
He’d been picking fights since the first meeting, but Young-woo didn’t wish death on him.
He was still one of the key figures holding Seoul together, and above all, a fellow countryman.
‘Better if our own people do well.’
So Young-woo drew his bowstring toward the forward sector while increasing his field of view magnification.
Drdrdr!
A monster marker that hadn’t been cleared yet by this hour.
It seemed the monster hunters in that area were a cut below the rest.
Pewwwww!
As Young-woo fired shadow arrows, the backs of monsters locked in fierce battle with Dongdaemun residents exploded one by one.
“Huh?”
“What was that?”
“What happened?”
The arrows had flown from such a great distance—and in stealth mode at that—so to the Dongdaemun people, it just looked like the monsters suddenly dropped dead.
Kwang! Kwang!
Meanwhile, the arrow’s owner, Young-woo.
|Current location: ‘Seongbuk’
|This district’s First Sword: ‘Lee Yoo-bin16’. 1st place, 8 defenses.
He was now passing through the entrance to Seongbuk, Lee Yoo-bin’s district.
‘Oh, this place is spotless.’
Having ended up patrolling Seoul unintentionally, Young-woo admired how clear Seongbuk’s sky was.
Not a single monster or mutant left in Seongbuk.
‘At the meeting, Yoo-bin was subtly ribbing Jang Jeong-ho, and now I see why.’
In the First Sword world, strength determined rank.
The reason she showed no intimidation toward Jang Jeong-ho—the rowdy one from the meeting—living right next door was simply because she was stronger.
If things went south and they fought, there was a high chance Jang Jeong-ho’s head would roll in the end.
That was probably why Jang Jeong-ho let Yoo-bin’s snide remarks slide.
-Kweeeee!
Seongbuk’s urban area ended, and Bukhansan Mountain loomed ahead, so Negreig let out a long cry and ramped up its output.
“…Huh? Jeong Young-woo?”
Lee Yoo-bin, who had been resting nearby, heard Negreig’s cry and rushed out.
But.
Kwaaaaa!
Negreig had already leaped high, carrying Young-woo up to the top of Bukhansan.
* * *
Scattering traces of himself everywhere as he crossed Seoul, Young-woo was now passing through Goyang City.
‘Gotta be careful here.’
Gyeonggi Province’s Goyang City.
One of the major cities with a population double that of most Seoul districts.
Young-woo had only passed through briefly last night on his way to Paju, so he knew little about it.
It was outside Seoul Alliance’s sphere of influence, and above all.
|Current location: ‘Goyang’
|This district’s First Sword: ‘Park Jeong-jin02’. 1st place, 42 defenses.
The First Sword here was very much alive and well.
And like Seongbuk, there were no monster or mutant markers.
‘They’ve got their own system, and the First Sword’s strong.’
With a potential all-out war with North Korea looming, Young-woo had no intention of picking a fight with a major Gyeonggi city.
‘Just pass through quick.’
Young-woo lightly patted Negreig’s nape, and it accelerated again.
-Kweeik!
Shwa.
The surroundings blurred for a moment, then the scenery rushed by as Young-woo shot northward.
Kwa kwang!
He skipped over two or three Goyang districts in an instant, and soon.
“……!”
A red pillar of light appeared in the distance.
‘It’s there! Paju……!’
Paju still had a mutant.
The problem was.
“Huh?”
The crimson mutant marker was moving frantically.
Young-woo zoomed in with Clairvoyance.
“Uh……?”
An unexpected sight met his eyes.
People were swarming around the giant mutant, swinging all sorts of crude weapons. The issue was what was above their heads.
『Pyeonggang First Sword』
『Wonsan First Sword』
『Anak First Sword』
All unfamiliar place names.
‘Wo… Wonsan—that’s North Korea, right? So, right now.’
As Young-woo scanned the scene at 5x magnification, a very familiar name finally appeared.
It was none other than.
『Goyang First Sword』
‘Oh, my god.’
Young-woo realized instantly.
The first clash of the North-South War was unfolding right before his eyes.