The Tutorial Is Too Hard

[Lee Hyun-jin has won his fourth victory.]

[Are you sure you want to go?]

“Hey, can I go now? ”

In my words, Min-hyuk Kim looked at the number of remaining contestants and shook his head.

“There aren't many rankers on Hard difficulty yet. ”

Over time, however, no contestant appeared to challenge Lee Hyung-jin.

Although Lee Hyung-jin is a challenge on Hell difficulty, some of the top rankers on Hard difficulty have enough people to deal with him.

However, he did not seem to be able to defeat Lee Hyung-jin easily, and as a result, he did not seem to be racing because he feared losing to the next challenger and losing to the winner.

They are waiting for different people to drop Lee Hyung-jin.

Let's sell our worries.

I can't believe you're serious about winning. I'm here. Dreams are fuzzy.

[1 minute left until contestant Lee Hyung-jin wins.]

[Are you sure you want to go?]

The rankers who were sitting around the audience were greatly embarrassed.

It's the beginning of the game.

Challengers who compete with Lee Hyung-jin will be far from winning.

But if no one steps forward, Lee Hyung-jin wins.

“If no one's out for 30 seconds, I'm out. ”

“Hmm... Someone will challenge you in 10 seconds. ”

“We must teach them that excessive prudence and greed are always poisoned. ”

I don't want to face Lee Hyung-jin directly. How do rankers who postponed the challenge feel when I marched?

“You need to be brave enough to challenge and hit. ”

“But beating up hard rankers in a row by yourself is a bit.... ”

“I'll be gentle.”

Kim Min-hyuk didn't disagree anymore.

Rather than trying to convince me why, I'm just worried that the competition might get boring.

In fact, the development of a rapidly boring contest has increased audiences focusing on talking to other people rather than starting to doze off or competing.

It is the vigilante's decision that the contest should be an opportunity to provide entertainment to people.

If I go, I'll be able to keep the spectators' expectations and interests alive.

[There are 30 seconds left for Lee Hyung-jin to win.]

[Are you sure you want to go?]

“Yes.”

As soon as I finished my answer, I was moved to the center of the stadium.

[Competition Individual Battle begins the 14th bout on the Main Line.]

[Attendance Lee Hyun-jin VS Lee Ho-jae]

[Waiting time until start of match: 1 minute]

Elasticity erupts from the audience.

All right, all right.

Honestly, it feels good to get this kind of attention from an audience.

It's a little bit of an interest.

It's true.

Some retired athletes get depressed after they retire because they can't forget this feeling.

So did I.

“Hojay... What if it already comes out? ”

“What can I do if no one comes out? ”

“Someone must have left before it was over. ”

“Then it's no fun. ”

Lee Hyung-jin chewed his face very much.

The same is true of the rankers who were playing the game in the audience.

“Hoo. Well, I wasn't thinking about winning anyway, but I wanted to raise the multiplier a little bit. ”

“You've won enough, son. ”

“Yes… brother. Then please take good care of her. Be gentle. ”

“Come.”

[The battle begins.]

As soon as the one-minute wait time was over, Lee Hyung-jin quickly dashed forward.

The advantage of Lee Hyung-jin is that he is at the same speed as I am.

In a slightly different way, I rely solely on evasion, if it is possible to prevent an attack by saving the advantage of the shield I have chosen as my starting weapon.

Occasionally, I tend to be different from myself by intentionally stopping attacks with my body.

Safety-oriented. If you say it badly, you're afraid.

So like this.

Boeung-

A frontal stabbing regime thunders in the wind.

Lee Hyung-jin, who was digging in a straight line, hurriedly turned and passed me to the left.

I shake my ankle if it's a sudden change of direction.

You're not controlling your speed very well.

Moreover, I was too aware of my regime, which did not fit into the proper range of attacks, and I deviated my route first.

You should have dug a little deeper while avoiding these stupid attacks.

It's only recently that I've entered the fourth floor, and I'm losing judgment in battle.

The kick flies from behind.

An attack from a blind spot is good, but too obvious.

And that's not my angle of view.

I grabbed Lee Hyung-jin's leg with my hand.

“Surrender!”

Lee Hyung-jin declared surrender.

I give up too quickly.

“Why a little more? Kim, Kim, Kwang Ji Lee.”

[Attendant Lee Ho-jae won his first victory.]

“Ahh… there's a lot of difference. ”

“But it wasn't bad. I see some fixes, but I'll let you know later. ”

“Yes, brother. Win!”

With cheering, Lee Hyung-jin was moved to the audience seat.

* * *

Ever since I entered, I thought that no one would challenge me and win, but a lot of rankers have challenged me.

There were many challengers who wanted to challenge me and gauge their strength, whether it was because of the confrontation with Lee Hyung-jin who ended up being gentler than I thought.

“Well done!”

“Well done. ”

[Attendant Lee Ho-jae has won the fifth place.]

I looked around the audience with a victory over Lee Jun-seok, the anticipator on hard difficulty.

I think I've challenged all the rankers who are ready to challenge me.

From afar, I could see Kim Min-hyuk frowning, gasping and saying something.

You mean do it right.

But I'm really getting the hang of it.

The target is overwhelmed with concise movements, without using any skills.

I don't use fancy power skills, but instead use them to focus on things that look dull.

I'm sure I still look the strongest, but rankers can think like this.

You're not a monster. Maybe we can win.

To the extent that I can vaguely meet such expectations.

It should be avoided if such images occur to me, who was originally in charge of the vigilante force.

In fact, the stronger I look, the more helpful I am to the vigilantes. If it looks overwhelming, there's nothing to add.

However, Min-hyuk Kim is crafting a game for the second race, which will be with foreigners.

At that time, the familiar man was moved to the stadium.

[Competition Individual Battle begins with the 19th advancement of the ship.]

[Attendance Lee Ho-jae VS Lee Chan Yong]

As soon as a message appeared informing the list, a great shout rang out from the audience.

Oh, I wasn't expecting this.

Lee Chan-yong.

He is the top challenger in the tutorial.

The vigilantes are also challengers who are supporting the raid to clear the first tutorial.

He is also a frequent guest of legend who is the strongest ranker in the community.

There are a lot of people who say that Lee Chan Yong is the best based on the number of floors under attack.

But no one is sure.

He has nothing to compare it to.

Normally, a ranker means a top-level player on Normal and Hard difficulties.

Normal difficulty rankers typically target before and after the 50th floor and Hard difficulty rankers before and after the 30th floor.

The strength of rankers is usually evaluated based on the number of floors they are attacking.

So how much power does the player on Izzie's 89th floor have?

Only Lee Chan Yong knows this.

Someone should have been near 89th floor.

“I thought you weren't interested in this. ”

Lee Chan Yong is literally an obsessed and obsessed person, like the person who risked his life to attack the tutorial.

I am not a person who wants strength, I am not a person who wants challenge, I am not a person who wants entertainment.

Just someone who wants to complete the tutorial to meet his family again.

You don't think you can win against me and be rewarded.

“After some time. ”

Lee Chan Yong took a short breath and said again.

“Once I got stuck on the wall, I had time to look around. ”

I already heard that Lee Chan Yong is having difficulty attacking on the 89th floor.

I wrote a report based on that information.

“That's why I came out. For experience.”

Experience.

Experience is important.

“Take good care of her. ”

“Yes, take good care of him. ”

[The battle begins.]

It's a tricky fight.

Fight in secret against enemies who don't know their power.

In the audience, Kim Min-hyuk is watching me with a worried face.

What Min Hyuk wants is for me to have a hard or stressful fight, and win a close victory in the end.

But the human mind, it moves where it needs to.

[flashing]

As soon as I leaped to the front of Lee Chan Dragon using flashes, I punched him.

Lee Chan Yong raised the guard at a fairly fast reaction rate, and my fist struck strongly on it.

Kuang -

Lee Chan Dragon's body flew out of the stadium with a loud explosion.

* * *

“I told you to do it properly. ”

“Oh, I'm sorry, but it keeps happening. Knock it off. ”

Me and Min-hyuk were going to the inn after the race.

I had to leave the stadium later than others to make sure everyone was leaving the stadium.

The accommodation was a ten-story wooden building.

There was a large restaurant on the first floor, and from the second floor it was like an inn full of private rooms.

The vigilantes gave people a room at random.

I divided the floors by men and women, and again I divided the floors by difficulty.

Of course, it was not a compulsory assignment, and I moved as many people as I wanted to move the room.

The place was bigger than the number of people anyway.

However, after the competition, the new friends moved around more frequently, and the vigilantes in charge of the room assignment are very busy.

It's none of my business.

Kim Min-hyuk, who was walking next to me, sighed.

“Hey, what the hell were you thinking? ”

“All I could do was blink. ”

“So you ended up with a one-punch? Are you a one-man or are you a one-man? This is gonna ruin the plan. ”

“I think it's okay this way. ”

“What are you talking about? ”

“I just... I wanted to give you a chance before I gave you Wilmy. ”

Min-hyuk was silent for a moment, and he shook his head.

“Ha, I don't know. I'm already spilled. Let's think about it later. ”

Yeah, that's convenient. It's the right call.

I ignored Kim Min-hyuk who sighed deeply and opened my inventory to see the winning prize.

[Mystery chest for the winner of the first match]

Description: It is a reward for the winner of the first contest. No one knows what comes out of the box, but it will definitely help the winner.

Well, it feels good to win anyway.

I saw Park Jong-seok waving his hands in front of me and Park Jung-a.

Looks like he was waiting for us in front of the inn.

It's time to celebrate. Drink and play.

It's a perfect plan.

* * *

As soon as we arrived at the inn, we went to Park Jong-seong's room and started drinking.

As a result, the bar could only achieve half the results.

Not only Nana Park Jong-sik, but Park Jung-a and Kim Min-hyuk also had poison resistance skills.

And poison resistance was a reaction to alcohol.

In the end, the four of us couldn't get drunk at all.

But I was able to get drunk.

I wasn't drunk, but I was able to drink and play a drink game and have fun.

In particular, Park Jong-seok was like a person born for drinking.

Min-hyuk Kim said in a loud voice like a madman because of the stress he had been under.

I don't think I've ever seen Park Junga smile before today.

When she smiled brightly, who always insisted on a hard expression, she really looked different than usual.

I don't know how long it's been since I've laughed and talked like this.

Was it the last drink you had before your pro-gamer downturn?

It was often a pleasant experience to think that I wanted to have a drink like this.

Next time, I want more people with me, not four.

Not only me, but also the other three people were having a very unpleasant life after entering the tutorial.

Each of them is obsessed with tasks and tutorial attacks, and is spending days getting used to overwork, tears, and death.

Obviously, like me, they were able to relieve stress and tension in this drink for a while.

Park Jung-ah's problem seems to be solved somewhat.

He still couldn't comfort me, but as we laughed and chatted, the discomfort disappeared from the place of action.

At least when you treat me in front of people, you won't look awkward.

After the drink, I went to the room assigned to me.

I wanted to play all night because I felt like it, but I ran out of alcohol, and Kim Min-hyuk had work to do early in the morning, so I left the drink.

Lying in the bed of the room, I suddenly feel lonely again.

Perhaps I just laughed excitedly until now, and the quiet room felt so desolate.

There's still time for morning.

Sleep sounds like a good time, but I can't sleep easily because of my insomnia.

Looking up at the ceiling, I counted sheep and eventually gave up and got up.

You want to see a book?

I took out the magic book I was trying to read earlier.

I turn on the stand next to the bed and hear a knock as I try to read.

Knock, knock.

It was Park Jung-ah who opened the door and saw it in my eyes.

With a bottle of wine in his hand.

“Would you like another drink with me? ”

That's definitely my wine.

And apparently, by the end of the bar, there was no alcohol left.

If Park Jung-ah has not filled the bottle with water, there is only one conclusion that can be deduced.

“You took out a bottle before you ran out of booze. ”

“I'm sorry. Actually... I wanted to drink it separately. ”

“Alone? ”

“Yes.”

Honestly, I'm embarrassed.

My embarrassment appeared on my face, and Park Jung-ah's eyes frowned a little.

“Why, why? Do I look like I'm still in uniform? I'm an adult now. ”

Are you drunk? You have poison resistance skills, so you can't be drunk now.

Park Junga is reciting a meaningful line from an adult movie somewhere, but her voice is trembling and her words are awkward.

Her face and door frame are crushed and her hands grab onto your eyes.

I think I'll cry if I leave my guardian like that.

“Don't you want to... have a drink with me? ”

“No, come in. Let's drink and talk.”

No, thank you.