Chapter 40
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 40
Chapter Title: What Would It Feel Like?
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What's rushing in all at once like this? Hidden achievements? There was nothing when Intelligence hit 100, right?
"What's this new skill?"
The name alone didn't look ordinary. Was it something that emitted a scent from the body to seduce women?
Tetano Male Pheromone (on/off)
- The ultimate fragrance prepared exclusively for alpha males!
- Emits a body odor that instills emotional stability and amplifies sexual desire in the opposite sex.
- When activated, all bodily fluids secreted gain a potent aphrodisiac effect.
- The opposite sex consuming the fluids will taste their preferred flavor.
- All effects apply only to the user.
"...A natural aphrodisiac."
Body fluids meant not just semen, but sweat and saliva too, right? And they would even taste good to whoever consumed it?
"Gotta keep this off by default."
Scan, Location Tracking, and Golden Finger all had levels now.
Scan's range and info volume had expanded, and Location Tracking's efficiency had improved too.
Above all, Golden Finger now allowed sensitivity adjustment. Before, it was iffy whether it even worked, but now he could tweak the intensity from level 1 to 5.
"Can't drop Intelligence now."
This solo run had confirmed dungeon mapping via Marking linked with Location Tracking. He'd need steady investment in Intelligence for mana corrections on level-ups.
"Aiming for all-rounder means raising everything anyway."
For the remaining 135 stats, evening out physical stats to 110 each and dumping the leftover 5 into Luck seemed cleanest.
"Oh, right."
He'd forgotten the random box from the quest reward. It might contain stat points, so he could check that first and decide slowly.
"But this... it's basically gacha, huh?"
Gacha was pure luck. Blindly dumping points into Luck without knowing what would come out felt off.
Equipment had stat bonuses too—maybe there was a buff potion? Clinging to faint hope, he opened the exclusive shop.
"Doesn't matter if I blow all my coins."
Time had passed, so coins had dwindled, but he could just copy more.
He ransacked the shop like mad, spending every coin he had.
"There it is...!"
- Greatly increases Luck for 10 minutes upon consumption.
He didn't know the exact boost, but better than nothing. He added it to the cart and dug deeper, but nothing else caught his eye.
Coincidentally—or not—the price matched exactly what he could scrape together by copying all his coins.
"Over 200 million down the drain here."
Selling one adamantine ingot would net millions anyway. Time to invest boldly.
"...Ah."
He'd just changed his underwear, but twice was too much. He finished copying coins in the bathroom and hit purchase.
Flash!
A small burst of light, and a drink-sized vial appeared in his palm. He popped the cap and chugged it—tasted like a fatigue recovery potion.
"Alright, then..."
He wiped his mouth and grabbed the random box. Might as well open two at once.
Clunk!
A loud noise, the box sprang open with a golden flash, then vanished.
On the bed lay a long, ticket-like slip of paper and a fist-sized antique porcelain vial.
"...What the hell?"
Skill Rank Upgrade Ticket
- Upgrades the rank of one skill you possess.
Elixir of Metamorphosis
- Awakens potential, evolving the body to supreme quality.
- Automatically optimizes the body to match stat changes even after consumption.
"...G-Good stuff? Gotta be good, right?"
The Skill Rank Upgrade Ticket Sin Ju-yeon had mentioned was one thing, but this Elixir of Metamorphosis looked especially extraordinary.
Its pure white, smooth surface like Joseon porcelain gleamed softly, with a clear, elegant fragrance. It felt like one of those legendary elixirs.
"Any hidden info?"
He forced out some semen to dirty his hand, then used Scan. Sure enough.
Elixir of Metamorphosis
- Awakens potential, evolving the body to supreme quality.
- Automatically optimizes the body to match stat changes even after consumption.
- Grants bonus stat points with a certain probability upon consumption.
"...Whew, stay calm."
He had to drink this. But first, copy it... though the 50% effect reduction stung.
"Does Copy skill level raise the effect too?"
On a whim, he tried copying the ticket first—impossible target.
Well, 50% would mean half rank-up, which made no sense. No choice—he boldly used the ticket on Copy.
Copy Lv. 4
- Copies a single desired target.
- Copies retain 100% of the original's effect.
- Permanently maintains 3 copies. Can use 5 additional copies.
- Duration proportional to 25% of semen expended.
- Weight limit: 10kg
"...100%?!"
He yelped at the tooltip, then froze at the follow-up.
- Ownership of copies can be transferred to others.
- Transfers apply 50% effect, with continuous mana drain until canceled.
"Transfer to others?"
What did that mean? Copies like potions already worked on anyone... Wait.
"...No way?"
A bolt of realization struck his mind.
"Intangible copy! Status Window!"
He could buff others' stats!
His own stats or theirs!
What if he gave Sin Ju-yeon 50% of her stats plus his own? A regular B-Rank would instantly become a perfect A-Rank.
No elaborate prep needed. Just one sip of semen potion.
Applicable to the whole party—true pinnacle of support.
A mad cheer burst from his throat.
"Fuck yeah, this is what sex is!"
"I'm home."
"Oh, you're back?"
Sin Ju-yeon froze at the warm welcome, then forced a casual reply.
"What brings you home?"
"Strategy session wrapped early, so lunch and straight back. You're late, huh?"
"Traffic."
Similar build, same hair and eye color as hers. Her brother Sin Ju-ho grinned and waved.
"Let's go together next time. Few days' grind and you'd hit level 20."
"Depends on my schedule."
"You're so driven. Time to hand off mentoring to someone else."
"...Whatever."
"Eaten?"
"Grabbed something."
Not a lie. She'd demolished two burger sets before coming home.
"Cool. Go rest up."
"Good night, oppa."
In her room, Sin Ju-yeon showered quickly and flopped onto the bed.
Crossing the yard to the door, her mind had been blank. But seeing her brother hit her with sudden fatigue.
Sin Ju-ho, 25 years old. One of Korea's proud S-Rank Hunters.
Awakened at just 15, S-Rank in under 10 years. Now at the forefront of Black Tower and S-Rank Gate assaults—a singular existence.
Rankings had a few above him, but most were over 30.
The sole exception: Korea's rank 1, Yoo Ha-ram, whose specs were inhuman from birth.
"...Annoying."
When Sin Ju-yeon awakened at 16, she'd drawn massive attention solely as "the genius's sister." But failing A-Rank past 20 turned it to mockery overnight.
She knew her brother was blameless. Knew how dearly he cared for her.
Yet the brother she'd been compared to nonstop since awakening had become an object of mixed love and hate.
Even now. From his view, it was just brotherly concern. But it sounded like "stop wasting time"—clearly her twisted mindset.
"Who doesn't know that."
She could bus-grind levels sky-high, A-Rank inevitable. Follow him and wealth, fame would follow automatically.
But what meaning did it hold?
She'd never escape "genius's sister."
Sin Ju-ho was always higher up.
Even if she surpassed A-Rank to S-Rank someday, same story. Past, present, future—unchanging fact.
"...I'm pathetic too."
Why join Association mentoring? Sure, some pure desire to help newbies. But at base? Petty pride-stroking.
Unable to earn recognition from superiors, she basked in admiration from inferiors, filling her shallow superiority.
And this mentoring shattered it all.
"Seong-han would've been fine without me. He was better in more ways."
Started as curiosity about a same-age supporter. No anxiety he'd surpass her someday.
Yet he'd shown odd abilities in party practice, then overwhelming results in solo training.
"He probably could've soloed the Lizardman King too."
Impossible for a D-Rank to solo a B-Rank boss alone—but given his feats, not implausible.
But no jealousy toward Lee Seong-han.
-You're plenty pretty.
-Means you worked hard too.
Praise from Sin Ju-ho fell flat, but those casual words made her heart race.
And the hidden room incident...
"Honestly... it felt good."
Hot lips on shoulder and neck. Thick fingers stroking her breasts and pussy.
He probably hadn't realized, but his poking erection against her ass had thrilled her too.
Even if he'd mounted her in excitement, she wouldn't have blamed him. "Glad no one got hurt" was sincere.
She hadn't pulled away when he grabbed her wrist—not from shyness, but arrogant bias.
Orphan background nagged her. Act cold and hurt his feelings? Arrogant assumption to stroke her superiority.
Yet he'd treated her openly, consistently as friend and comrade, with trust and care.
On the bus, she'd pretended to sleep against his shoulder on purpose. Far from rejecting, he'd adjusted to hold her comfortably.
"Ah..."
A tingle between her legs—Sin Ju-yeon slipped a hand into her panties unthinkingly.
"Seong-han..."
Squelch—
Her arousal from before had long faded, yet the sensation lingered in her body.
What if they'd really had sex? If he held her, called her name, called her pretty—what would that feel like?
"Hngh..."
Lips parting in a soft moan, Sin Ju-yeon began moving her hand slowly.