The Korean Player
Only Koreans become endlessly powerful against the shits who are just trash. Our members were swinging weapons wildly, like they were venting stress against the deadmen.
—- [Battle settlement in progress……] [10 coins acquired!] —-
The battle results were automatically processed. Coins stacked up just like experience points.
It wasn't much money, but it felt meaningful to safely complete our first combat.
“Not much, huh.”
“Boring…”
Everyone's energy was back. Their chins were high, shoulders bouncing visibly.
That's dangerous. Too dangerous. We might drop dead like this.
'How pathetic.'
I had no intention of stopping them. As I said, these guys wouldn't last long anyway.
One week with me holding the handle. One day if they sit down.
In the first tutorial, I died after just one day.
'That was a horrible experience.'
Death wasn't that pleasant. Crying, shitting, begging for life again. It became a chance to think differently about life.
“Let's go further.”
The leader led the way with a brighter expression than before. The Korean party followed without hesitation.
At some point, a phenomenon unfolded behind me. Zzzz-!
“Hah! It's here!”
The deadmen appeared again in a swarm. The rag-wrapped ones crawled over slowly, desperate and helpless.
They weren't threatening at all.
Crack-! A deadman hit by the sword turned to powder and vanished. It wasn't cutting; it was more like smashing.
Just as game monsters looked like experience or items, these were starting to feel like coins.
Looking at the coins piling up, it was only natural to feel like the situation was a game right now.
“Huh? The battle settlement isn't working.”
At the dress lady's words, people looked confused at the empty air. The system message didn't appear. The battle wasn't over yet.
“They're coming from all sides!”
Deadmen swarming in from every direction. Even if they're all weak, that many meant we'd be fighting a rear guard.
“Too many…”
The glasses guy's concept was shattered. His twin swords trembled. Idiot.
“It's not a big deal. We can handle it.”
The leader patted the party. “Uwaaaaah!” A pig was spinning a pinwheel.
The deadmen collapsed in a swarm. “See? These guys are really weak!”
As expected, the party gained courage.
“Hup!” Swinging swords, thrusting spears. Beating with bows, twirling twin swords… Fucking bastards.
Even the deadmen charging in waves couldn't stop us. Korean players. They become endlessly strong against the weak.
“Huff. Huff.” The pig was breathing heavily. The spin pinwheel (tentative name) required a lot of stamina.
—- [Battle settlement in progress……] [100 coins acquired!] —-
“Wow!”
“100 coins. They really give a lot.”
“The higher the difficulty, the more rewards… This really feels like a game.”
From the 10-coin unit that sucked the fun out of it, one zero was added.
'I should start calculating.'
With 100 coins like this, maybe we can do a bit more…? A very simple calculation.
It was a crazy, idiotic idea to drive the entire Korean party to death. Very dangerous.
“Can we talk for a moment?”
The leader gathered the party. What was he trying to say?
Everyone was full of questions.
Yu Dahui, who knew the reason, had a sullen expression as she stuffed a candy into her mouth.
“Give me one too.”
“What?”
“Just one. If you worked hard, you want something sweet.”
Yu Dahui glared at me with a dissatisfied look. At the same time, she placed one poop-flavored candy on my hand.
“Tastes good, right?”
“That's just basic courtesy for a gift.”
I ignored Yu Dahui and approached the Korean party.
“We can go further, right?”
“With this level, it seems like we can reach 500 coins in one go…”
“I agree.”
I took one step. These bastards wanted to die. Of course, I had no intention of saying it. 'They were bait. Doesn't matter if they die or not. Not my problem.'
“Mr. Jinwoo, Miss Dahui, what do you think?”
He asked after deciding everything. What a look.
“Sounds good to me.”
I nodded without saying anything. As I said, there was no reason to oppose. These guys were just bait. Nothing more, nothing less.
“What about Miss Dahui?”
The leader wanted a definite answer. Yu Dahui didn't refuse. It wasn't her dying; it was these guys. Even if they died, they would revive upon regression.
“Then let's go further.”
The party's atmosphere was lively. The stacking coins became the driving force for hunting.
—- [Battle settlement in progress……] [50 coins acquired!] —-
“Ah, it was too easy.”
—- [Battle settlement in progress……] [200 coins acquired!] —-
“Light, huh?”
—- [Battle settlement in progress……] [500 coins acquired!] —-
“Ooh! 500! We got 500!”
Looking at the happy party, I felt happy too. Since they earned it, I earned it too. No player dislikes coins.
'Fucking shit, though?'
The shit was shit. Because of Yu Dahui, we had gone too deep. Among the deadmen this time, there were strengthened deadmen.
Yu Dahui had secretly marked one without anyone noticing.
'What the hell was she thinking?'
If a strengthened deadman appeared, and neither I nor Yu Dahui stepped in, at least one Korean party member would die. With 1-star Lv.1 stats, we couldn't beat an endless strengthened deadman.
It was mandatory to sacrifice one as a sacrifice and run.
'Do I need to change the plan?'
Yu Dahui was eyeing the other male members, including me. It seemed like regressors had their own schemes.
'Since it's come to this…'
Operation name: Hunting. Time to start.
I secretly approached the leader.
“…We're going in deeper?”
“The feeling is good, so going further doesn't seem bad.”
The leader had no backup. The 5x drop rate event had him dizzy. Good news for me.
“Then how about going that way?”
I pointed in one direction. I didn't have any ability to detect traps, but it was easy to sense where players would be.
It smelled. It smelled. Thanks to this sensory ability I couldn't even understand, I died in the first cycle.
To be honest, it was impossible to leave the Korean party because of fear.
“Going further, isn't it bad for everyone?”
“Yeah. Good.”
“What about Miss Dahui…?”
The leader's gaze fell on Yu Dahui. Yu Dahui nodded. The expression only I could read was one full of anger.
“Let's hurry.”
“Hurry. Time is money.”
Where was she trying to go? Yu Dahui showed no sign of resisting. Instead, she followed as if encouraging it.
Zzzz-.
Before long, deadmen appeared. We handled them lightly and kept moving. The time to stop was greatly reduced. Everyone was trying to move efficiently.
Of course, Koreans. Extreme profit chasers.
'They're reliable.'
I hoped that even in front of other players, they would move like this. Don't die pointlessly from fear.
Zzzzrrr-.
Another deadmen wave covered the Korean party. This time, it included two strengthened deadmen.
“Huh…? That deadman over there has a weird color.”
The dress lady, who spotted the strengthened deadman, muttered.
At the word 'color', everyone started checking the deadmen.
“Really. Really different.”
“What is that guy? Why different?”
“Ah, it's not a big deal. Looks the same anyway, right?”
The leader said confidently. “Hmm… Yeah, the color is different, but they look the same…”
The fish's confirmation returned the party's morale for the first time. The deadmen turned to powder and vanished.
'Now they're slipping?'
Yu Dahui didn't confront the strengthened deadman. Was it because she noticed the strengthened deadman's existence, or because all of this was part of the plan?
“Hyaah!” The pig's sword hit the strengthened deadman.
The strengthened deadman didn't break even with the pig's twin swords. Unlike other deadmen, he endured the blows.
“Huh…?” The pig retrieved his sword in confusion. But the strengthened deadman was faster.
“Ah, aaaak!” The strengthened deadman bit the pig's empty forearm. Flesh tore away, spraying bright red blood.
Fucked.
“Back! Get back!”
“Kuuuugh…”
The leader urgently covered the pig. It was a decent response. Of course, he wouldn't last long.
“T, the spear won't go in!”
Even the leader's thrust spear and the glasses guy's twin swords couldn't leave a scratch on the strengthened deadman.
There was a lot to say about this, but simply: even with same strength Lv.1, the levels weren't the same, so the difference.
“We have to run. That guy can't be caught…!”
The glasses guy gave up on the strengthened deadman. The leader retrieved his spear and turned his back. Two strengthened deadmen rushed toward the Korean party at high speed.
That's when.
Shwaaack-! One arrow pierced the strengthened deadman's head.
In an instant, it turned to powder and vanished. The arrow shooter appeared. Dark elf skin, explosively sensual body, seductive face…
'Ah fuck…'
Among all those countless species, “Human?”
“Still, hunting would be fun.”
Unfortunately, it was a dark elf.