My Dad Is Too Strong

Let's start the broadcast.

On air.

with a week's break

The attack on the first floor of the center has resumed.

The number of viewers is rising as soon as we turn on the show.

Beha!

bhhh

Be~ha~

a fast chat window

Ryu Jun-yeol smiled and waved at Cam.

Beha or ᄒᄒ was short for Behimos High.

Before I knew it, Ryu Jun-yeol was getting used to the terms of Internet broadcasting.The number of viewers easily surpasses 10 million.

Of course, not all Koreans, and 80 percent of them were foreign viewers.

America, China, Japan, England, France...….

Each had a different nationality.

of Korea, a Hunter power

In the name of swordsmith, the No. 1 hunter.

gathered in the reputation of the invincible guild of Behimos

those who join the expedition to the unknown world of the heartland

Fan ID "Fan ID" sponsors 1,000,000 won!

(Beha)!

Jane sponsored 1,000,000 won!

Beha!

Every time I sponsored, a voice came out.

The amount of sponsorship was fixed at 1 million won.

Viewers from other countries except Korea couldn't chat.

With such sponsorship, he replaced Behimos Guild with greetings.

Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.

Joo-mo, can you give me a bowl of Gukppong? Is it true that we have more than 20 million viewers? Just once, please. Please!!

Lee Kang-hyun's blunt expression.

The corners of his mouth went up very slightly.

To him who is not used to laughing.

It's always been a pain in the neck to have to force a smile.

"Viewer hi."

Dojun's orders.

No, if there were no instructions.

I wouldn't have bothered to do this kind of broadcast.

"Foot."

Moon Ae-kyung turned her head and burst into laughter.

LOL. LOL. LOL. Aren't you all so cute? Thank you so much for doing this kind of broadcast.

After a while.

"I'm about to leave."

Declare the start of the hunt.

ID Behinovell43, sponsor 1,000,000 won!

Flapping (the sound of the Korean national flag flying) seems to know all the ways to attack.

at Behimos' relentless march

Viewers were going wild.

***

Meanwhile

The second floor of the center.

bedrock infested with rock

a giant tree rooted there

Yggdrasil.

in an environment beyond the reach of life

Blessings that help maintain a minimum of life.

a squeaking sound

on a guard post

With one adventurer holding his breath.

Observe the man crossing the bridge connected by Igdrasil.

The adventurer picked up the telescope and scanned the man.

Keeper.

from outside invasions.

a sentry on the watch

That was the adventurer's mission.

"......what is that?"

It was a very unusual costume.

The man's attire was obviously not an artifact.

A gray hoodie and cotton trousers. And sneakers.

Is it Rookie who just came in?

"It's gone?"

I'm sure it wasn't until earlier.

A new model of a man who had been walking slowly has disappeared from view.

Take the telescope off your eyes and look around again.

"Huck."

It wasn't gone.

It had come to the entrance before I knew it.

The adventurer jumped off the guard post without having to worry.

He aimed his bow at the man.

"Stop!"

The man looks back.

***

Dojun looked at the opponent pulling the bow.

an adventurer in rags-to-riches poncho friendship

Looking at his eyes full of hostility.

It seems that his first impression was not good.

"Do you have any business with me?"

The adventurer, Murkan, narrowed his eyes.

It's because of Do-joon's attitude that he looks so relaxed.

I've been living on the second floor of the center for hundreds of years.

This was the first time.

"I am Murkan, the keeper of Igdrasil."

"I see."

Dojun nodded.

Igdrasil could tell that it was a giant tree.

I've already checked some information through an interpreter.

In a word, it was the residence of adventurers on the second floor of the center.

"Find out who you are. Depending on whether you answer or not, you will decide whether to kill or save it."

Dojun was speechless at the moment.

It's not you who decides whether to kill or not.

That said, I had no intention of killing my opponent.

only

Thick.

To kick the ground out of the ground.

Closing help to approach Murkan.

Teleport to the rear, not the front.

When I was in the forest.

Some people called it a type of dysentery.

In the case of Dojun, he simply moved behind the scenes quickly.

Puck!

Beat the leader on Murkan's back neck to knock him out.

Flap!

Chen Ma put his finger on his neck and glanced at the pulse.

Fortunately, he seems to have succeeded in controlling his strength.

***

[Welcome to Crack Management System.]

Dojun turned on the space tab.

Of the cracks under control, the central part was activated.

I've finished entering information about the tutorial zone and the first floor.

Now it was time to enter the second floor.

just a moment ago

When you come inside the entrance that Murkan was guarding.

It looks pretty good to live in except for the hot and humid weather.

At least 1,000 households were formed in villages.

A restaurant, a general store, a weapons and armor shop, etc. are equipped with a variety of villages.

'But...'

The adventurers all wore cards around their necks.

Dojun confirmed the information on the card through an interpreter.

[skilled card]

Classification: Currency/Artifact

Description: A currency that can be used universally on the second floor of the center. It has the ability to store skilled stones (orange) that can sometimes be obtained by catching monsters on a card. Can be obtained from the guardian non-profit. Non-profit lives on top of Igdrasil.

If you look up.

I could see a clear sky.

I can see the top of the Igdrasil, whose end is indistinguishably high.

Proficiency cards were judged to be unnecessary.

Dojun decided to go up to the top.

No.

There was no need to go up.

at the top

A shadow was looking down at Dojun.

He is certainly threatening.

with a tremendous outpouring of flesh

Soon, shadows flooded in.

Caaang!

The non-profit inspection reached Dojun.

The collision between the flag and the flag that occurred with a roar.

as if too obvious

The blackness of the non-profit was playing in the air.

The blue energy surrounding Dojun's body.

It was self-defense.

Kagagagagak!

no matter how much the flag is loaded

The non-profit had a hard complexion at the sight of his sword not entering Dojun.

Explosive energy boosts at once and feels the backflow of mana from the body.

in contrast to the non-profit that frowns heavily on the pain

Do-joon's expression was so relaxed.

then

Non-profit and Dojun.

The eyes of each other meet.

Scary!

'You son of a...'

The non-profit hurriedly backed away.

Do-joon looks at the scene as if he is funny.

Dojun's lips are slightly raised.

The pupils of the eyes were sinking coldly.

in a moment

It is no exaggeration to say that the non-profit has been to the brink of death.

I've only hit a second now, but I could tell for sure only once.

If he had taken it out a little later, he would have lost his neck.

"You......."

non-profit speechless to the end

I swallowed a hard dry saliva.

I don't know if that't be.

"Have you come from the heart?"

Otherwise.

That ridiculous power doesn't explain.

In the non-profit's view, Dojun is the first face he sees on the second floor of the center.

I thought it was dangerous because I felt a moment of paralysis, so I tried to remove it.

I never imagined that it would be such a big difference that even a single second can't compete properly.

"No."

Dojun answered briefly.

And before I knew it, Do-joon had a black sack in his hand.

Swordspaws that seem to have lost their function as swords, which rarely exist.

Kugugugu Palace...!

At that moment, a black energy rose around Dojun's body.

with a tearful feeling of compressed into shreds

Adventurers, including the non-profit, crumpled up and collapsed.

a pressure beyond standing up on one's feet

It's a piece of cake!

From the blade that Dojun was holding.

A dark sword rose like a haze.

And then, as if he wasn't there.

The Heavenly Horse Sword disappeared with a mirage.

Dojun's gaze is non-profit.

No, I headed over there.

Flying to Igdrasil.

To a monster with a big mouth open.

Argh!

Hundreds of swords are engraved on the body of a mysterious creature.

The wings, which were made of bones woven together, were crushed helplessly.

Tarantuloso, called a disaster on the second floor.

The byproduct of the twist created by strong men called Transcendental Jwa.

It was a moment of death by a single inspection.

Splash!

Tarantuloso's body falls on the boiling lava.

Non-profit and adventurers were able to escape the stifling pressure.

Tarantuloso, who ruled for thousands of years and ate Igdrasil.

A monster that was so powerful that he dared not even touch.

"Uh......how......."

How can he die so easily?

Besides, when Dojun took out his sword.

The non-profit thought his life would be cut off.

In the center, fighting was like seeing the end.

Keying.

A thousand swords came back into Dojun's hand.

Dojun, who has a thousand swords in his arms.

I looked at the non-profit.

Dojun had no intention of killing the non-profit.

The interpreter's description of the guardian and the issue of a skilled card made me feel like a person who should not be killed.

only

"Can you show me around on the second floor?"

I was going to make a thorough effort.

***

Ten hours have passed.

Non-profit actively guides the 2nd floor of the center like navigation.

As a result of checking the detailed information through the interpreter, we were able to identify all the important information.

As they were called guardians, the non-profit gained the trust of adventurers here and on the second floor and was united around the non-profit, which contrasted with the first floor where daily fights took place.

But I liked the first floor better.

Igdrasil was being burned from the bottom by lava.

The water supply was very limited due to lava, which made it difficult to replenish the water.

A precariousness that may collapse into lava at any time.

Nevertheless, why did adventurers not go down to the next floor and settle here?

Because he knew he would die if he went down to the next floor.

Probably.

It was clear that he would die as soon as he arrived.

If the posts on the bulletin board are not false.

Going down to the third floor was tantamount to suicide.

"There's a lot of adventurers who post random postings because of anonymity, but......... maybe it's true to some extent. "No matter how much you are..."

The third floor was now Abigujan.

by one of the transcendental positions rising from the world of the mind

According to the bulletin board, the words were a little different.

Anyway, it was obvious that if you get caught, you'll be crushed to death.

"The adventurers don't exist here for no reason."

said to be able to go down to the third floor.

Look at the rusty iron gate, which is 1.5 kilometers northwest.

The non-profit looked into Dojun's eyes.

not a shadow of fear

a grave gaze

"Thank you for today."

Soon, Dojun's new model disappeared.

The non-profit looked around in surprise.

I couldn't see him anymore.

"... ...published."

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