The Chicken Personality Test
Chicken is God's food.
It's cheap, yet it boasts an outstanding flavor.
The food that comes to mind at night.
The food that pairs perfectly with beer.
The food you crave when you're hungry. That's chicken for you. Steamed, fried, or grilled raw—it's all delicious.
How magnificent is this creation?
No wonder people call it Chicken God.
Everyone has their favorite part, of course.
Hmm, for me...
No hesitation—he picked up the neck.
"The neck part."
The tiny bits of meat clinging to the bone. But that's precisely what makes it so tantalizing and flavorful—how do you even put that feeling into words?
Sure, legs come to mind first for most people. They're the most popular, after all.
Mu-hyuk usually made sure to grab at least one leg when sharing with someone, but oddly enough, the neck was always his first pick.
"That's unique."
"You think so?"
"Yeah. Anyway, someone who chooses the neck like you, Mu-hyuk, has a very clear sense of likes and dislikes. Once something's off, you stick to hating it. But once you like it, you give it your all like no one else. You can be picky with people, but you respect opinions and don't push yours too hard. That said, you've got a surprisingly timid side, so you need to work on being more proactive in everything!"
"Oh, really?"
"Yeah. What do you think?"
"Spot on."
"For real?"
It hit pretty close to home, for sure.
Clear likes and dislikes, picky with people.
And timid, too.
Now he was curious.
"What about someone who picks the leg first?"
"Leg people are brimming with confidence and super proactive. They're always proud of themselves and hate cookie-cutter lives. They fear no change and charge ahead on their convictions. But they might hear they're inflexible or too pushy with their opinions, so they need to be a bit more cautious."
Might as well hear it all out now.
"And wings?"
"Wing lovers enjoy solitude and meditation. They're emotionally rich and sensitive, so people often call them delicate. But that means it takes time to form deep bonds. Once they open up, though, they give everything. Just watch out for getting lost in fantasies—blurring reality and imagination could lead to some unhinged behavior."
Mu-hyuk burst out laughing.
"That's wild and fun."
"Right? Want breast meat too?"
"Sure."
"Breast pickers are physically and mentally hyperactive, super outgoing, and love hitting the town. They're big on travel. That openness makes them great with people—prime candidates for kings of networking. Downside: they're friendly with everyone, so they might not have any real close friends."
Mu-hyuk nodded deeply.
"Hmm."
"Fun, right?"
"Yeah, a ton. So where do you fall, Yura?"
"Me...?"
"Want me to guess?"
"You?"
"Yeah."
"Okay!"
Mu-hyuk recalled her usual vibe.
Proactive in everything, but stubborn without flexibility.
Straight-up prying for info sometimes.
So...
"Leg."
"Whoa, spot on! How'd you know?"
Couldn't tell the truth.
"Confident, proactive. Bold and cool."
Yura ducked her head a little.
"Th-thanks."
Were her cheeks flushing?
"No biggie. Just facts."
The psych test lightened the mood. The distance between them felt a notch closer.
Their first meeting had been intense, leading to prickly vibes later.
Somehow they'd gotten tangled up. He'd saved her from the Cyclops Giant, yelled at her during formal greetings.
Now here they were again.
What even were they...?
But it didn't feel bad. Weirdly nice.
"We kinda clashed once before..."
"No way, really?"
"Yeah, pretty embarrassing."
"Hilarious!"
Her smile lit up, eyes sparkling.
Mu-hyuk lost track of time, chatting away while gazing into her eyes.
After meeting her.
Mu-hyuk spent most of the next two days hunting.
Thanks to that grind.
Defense increased by 0.1.
Magic Defense increased by 0.1.
Both Mu-hyuk and Sung Min-woo boosted their Defense and Magic Defense by 5 each.
"Finally hit 5."
"Yeah, good work."
They kept farming Defense monsters and picking up gems, but no more gains.
Defense has reached its limit.
Magic Defense has reached its limit.
Time to bail ASAP.
"Ugh, no more stats? Feels like a waste!"
"Rest a bit, then let's go."
While resting, Mu-hyuk filled Sung Min-woo in on that day.
"What? Yura wants to hunt together?"
"Yeah."
"When?"
"After the dungeon?"
"Hey, get up! Why park that heavy butt? Clear this dungeon already!"
Mu-hyuk chuckled.
"Weren't we resting?"
"That was then."
Sung Min-woo dragged him.
"Fine, man!"
They pushed on.
Then Sung Min-woo said,
"And hey."
"What now?"
"That day, can she bring one more friend?"
"What?"
"2v2 is better."
"..."
Let nonsense flow in one ear, out the other.
"Mu-hyuuuk!"
"What."
"Say something!"
Nonsense in one ear...
"Lemme date too! Five years without a proper one..."
"Only five?"
"O-only?!"
Including paralysis, it's ten, punk.
He eyed Sung Min-woo's teary face.
Pitiful.
"Tch, fine..."
"For real?"
"Yeah, yeah."
"Thanks, bro! You're the best!"
"Sigh."
Deep breath, then faced the incoming Defense monster.
"Arbyo!"
Pumped Sung Min-woo dashed with sharper moves than usual.
Mu-hyuk finally felt some breathing room in the fight.
Shoulda fought like that sooner...
Wanting to smack his head, Mu-hyuk commanded his skeletons.
Finally escaped the Defense monsters.
"The door..."
Started with three; now just one left.
"Shouldn't two remain?"
"Not necessarily."
Still disappointing.
Two more might've meant more stats.
"Magic rune door?"
"Yeah."
"Let's go. More would've been nice, but one's fine. Got stuffy in here anyway."
Mu-hyuk nodded.
Me too.
"Alright, let's move."
They shoved the rune-marked door together.
Whoosh.
World twisted, reformed—new space, unlike the Defense area.
"This a dungeon?"
No wonder Sung Min-woo asked.
Didn't feel like one.
Grass floor, vast plain.
"Why so huge?"
"Hmm."
Wind even blew.
Rune door, grassland.
Mu-hyuk clocked the monster instantly.
Magic monster...!
Spot on.
Soon, a staff-wielding humanoid demon appeared.
Imp.
Perched far off, prepping spells on them.
Sky above it rippled—clear sign.
Mu-hyuk nocked an arrow fast.
Powerful Arrow Shot.
Arrow sliced air.
Grazed the spell-prepping Imp.
Damn.
Emergency skill.
Blessing of the Dead
Imp's spell canceled.
Kieeeek!
But it enraged it—stronger change.
Wind whipped fierce, enveloping the Imp.
Sung Min-woo sent a spirit, but gales blocked it.
"Skeleton Mage summon."
Counter with counters.
Mages prep spells.
Five mages channeling.
About three seconds in.
Imp swung staff—blade winds swept the space.
Clear as day.
Demon-hand wind shapes writhing.
"Mage attack!"
Five spells blasted the forms.
Center clash.
———!
Massive blast deafened ears.
Mu-hyuk moved anyway.
Wind Step.
Had to seize the moment.
Stowed bow, drew sword and shield.
Swoosh.
Circled blast core, closed on next-casting Imp.
Wind Step's speed bridged distance, but Imp's new spell cast quick.
Fwoosh.
Flames filled vision.
Gasp!
Shield-guarded twist.
Stumbled down, but no spell hit—rolled up, kicked ground.
Imp close now. Prepping, but instinct screamed.
My turn!
Sword drop, grazed past.
Swish.
Mu-hyuk's brow furrowed.
What?
No impact feel.
Whirled—Imp gone.
Where?
Front again—Imp hand outstretched at his face.
Boom!
Chest thudded heavy.
Dull pain followed.
-820 HP
Insane damage.
Magic Defense lowish, but not that light.
No long cast like first—still 820 gone.
Speechless, but couldn't zone. Land first.
Leaned back, spun midair.
Spotted ground, timed leg extend. Leaned forward, no fall.
Skreeech.
Scraped to stop.
"Hoo."
Distance from Imp grown.
Damn...
This'd get rough—then.
"Hraaap!"
Sung Min-woo from Imp's rear.
Unknown how, but chance!
"Skeleton Warrior summon."
Ordered Enhanced Bone and Bone Sword to charge.
Mu-hyuk dashed too.