How the Villain Lives

12. I love disaster movies

Advanced inventory can take advantage of over forty storage spaces. Once I put all the items in the room without hiding the locker, I could notice two special things about Sung-hoon.

'You've gathered quite a bit of money. Food and drinking water.'

I forgot that every time I killed a person, I was given a certain amount of food and drinking water. There was already a stack of packed bags of food in return for killing more than 15 people. The second was a guild of over 5 million. When you receive your second death, you drop everything and money you have. Even though the items were dropped on the floor, the money would automatically enter the inventory, but I didn't know it would blow so loud.

"If this is good enough...."

Sung-hoon scratched his head and smiled at the unexpected extra income. Of course I want an item or title. But money is as desperate as he is. Purely by sum of abilities, Sung-hoon is considered a finger among the top rankers. However, learning so many different skills, the skill rating falls a lot compared to other users.

Apart from the excellent dances from the last mission, the highest one was only intermediate, considering Mirina was currently acquiring the best pair of swords and the other rankers were acquiring at least one advanced skill. But what if there's tons of guilds here?

"We could take all skills to the next level."

Seacock.

The Holy Hun disappeared into the darkness as it was.

Slurp!

As soon as it fell near the gravel fields, Miri did not hide these things, but immediately pulled out his sword and began to guard all sides. But soon, realizing that there was no one, I moved to the shade of a big rock and started to check things out. Miri, who confirmed all the sub-missions with a slow hand twist, shakes his head marginally.

"It's all just hard stuff."

The final three missions of good, survival and evil were almost impossible to accomplish. The type and difficulty of the 450 missions that must be completed, with the exception of the burning or killing of 666 people, was so high. Of course, the same was true for the mission on the surviving side. Among the highest difficulties, not to mention the island of hope, where ships are built to escape.

Of course it's not impossible at all.

A good mission may be possible with your own strength, but an evil mission may be possible if you let go of your life and madness for a month. However, it was not worth considering.

'Ah, maybe a servant can complete this evil mission. No, if you can't meet Ellie, is that Murine?'

Miri, who had scratched his head for a while, began to walk in a conducting manner with the map in one hand. I didn't know how to look at the map, but I saw a pretty big mountain nearby and I grabbed the destination with it.

"Come on! Come on, you bastards!"

"Yes, stay out of my throat! I'll cut you right now... You?"

"Huh?"

The two groups, spaced apart by a certain distance, looked at the woman passing between them with stubborn eyes. Well, it's not uncommon for a woman to be a warrior. The problem is that it has now passed by neatly disregarding the two groups that were not seen before the window.

A warrior begins to approach her who ignores herself with a giant hammer, just as it was before the blood clot.

"What are you? We're being ridiculous..."

Boom!

No one saw what happened. All I could see was a woman holding a sack of swords and a warrior flying back with a foam.

"Wh, what?"

"Don't come near me. I don't know once, but I don't have the heart to forgive until the second time."

I didn't have the brutality to take the lives of the people of Baroque, but I didn't intend to be too merciful. As if nothing had happened, a group of people who looked at Miri walking out with their swords in their eyes looked at each other for a moment, nodding their heads and rushing towards her.

I don't know how strong it is, but it seemed a lot easier to get one foot on that bitch than dealing with another group of six.

'Die!'

And that was their last memory.

Miri, who defeated nine incoming men for mediocre reasons, walked towards his destination without a care. Either way, the nine people who were incapacitated did not know what they were doing.

All of them, whether dead or alive, were their own. The important thing was his own business. Near the enormous Stony Mountain, Miri begins a brief tour of the place, twisting her hair. He immediately stopped somewhere and nodded his head and pulled out two swords from his back.

"Huuuuuuuu."

Usually, the left sword was frontal and the right sword was resting on the shoulder. But now I've sent both the locomotive and the right. And soon the blue blackness began to come to fruition.

The soothing checker soon became thinner and thinner, and began to turn into thread. The thread grew more and more, and soon began to stop at thirty-two.

"Gangster."

That was the only active skill Mirina used. Unlike the technique of realizing and spreading its principles by yourself, it was a pure skill that increased its power by shouting a strong name. He swings forward with all his might, whether he knows or not the sword of the White Energy.

"Sum ()!"

Quarrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

The two trunk blacks emanating from the sword wanted to hit in the center, but within an instant they caused a huge explosion in stone and hit. The power of the explosion was enormous. I would have been swept away in the aftermath if I had been there.

Miri, who created a huge miracle that even the best wizard could not imitate, whispered her sword around with a complacent face.

"It is still too much to create real strength. I thought that if you put as many tests as possible on each pair of swords and put them together in the air, you might be able to create strength, but I think you need to be able to make more than 100 lines of tests to create stable strength."

Strength is a skill that can only be used in some occupations that have completed secondary awakening. I can't believe she's trying to make it now. Even if people knew it wasn't a skill, but they were trying to build it on their own feelings, they would be desperate for the difference in talent between heaven and earth, but no one around them was lucky or unhappy.

Afterwards, after blowing a few strong, or even sharp, stiffenings to create a pretty deep cave, she developed blackness and began to refine her insides. Eventually, Mirina, who created the perfect cave only at sunset, placed the shattered rocks near the entrance and entered the cave roughly.

She had no intention of carrying out the Achbacqu mission. She was rather intent on working here in this one-month period as a scrap pipe, or cotton wall retreat. Ever since I fell into this world, I've been thinking it's time to repeat the practice and chop the inner chamber. I didn't think this would be the right time. There were even skills to prepare for this situation.

"Did you really collect it?"

Teaching of the Divine Discipline, which was awarded with 100,000 points.

After hearing the lesson about Qi, which he usually couldn't even learn, Lee scratched his head with a difficult face.

"However hard you have to say this, it's a prick of conscience to just walk away."

Speaking of which, Lee gave a new skill. It wasn't a big skill.

Exercise

Rating: Event.

Type: Active.

You can refine your mind, exert superhuman concentration, and train hard.

It takes more than 30 minutes of mental focus to trigger a deep training.

Increases wisdom and magic power during long training periods.

Fastness and thirst progress 100% slower when triggering a training exercise.

I honestly didn't think I would have a chance to use this skill. Who is willing to take time to train in the more busy missions that go back every day?

It is much more efficient to increase your stats by carrying out missions only when you increase your stats with regular training. So I gave it to him thinking he would become something else, and he was trying to achieve the best efficiency.

'I should be able to build strength on the sword for a month.'