The Tutorial Is Too Hard

Lee Chan-yong.

Korea's top level challenger.

He was a challenger who was told that he was the best server with me until the first match.

Soon after completing the 100th floor of the tutorial, it became clear that he was going out into the real world, and people asked him what to say to his acquaintances outside.

Vigilantes not only greeted their acquaintances, but also had a serious discussion about the message or policy to be conveyed to the government.

However, in recent months, his assessment has been completely upside down.

Tutorial Easy 89th Floor.

There was only one step left to the 90th floor residential area and not even 100 floors away, but Lee Chan Yong stopped on that 89th floor.

The reason why he stopped when he climbed to the 89th floor at the rate of death is simple.

The 89th floor was just a test of the challenger's skills.

Lee Chan Yong's goal was to get out of the tutorial as soon as possible and find his family.

Focused on the target and projected growth.

In fact, if you try to attack the stage, you will naturally grow.

However, Lee Chan Yong gathered the information he needed to attack the stage with the help of vigilantes and the people who sponsored him, and proceeded only in a perfect manner.

Using top-notch items and consumable potions as water, he eventually failed to achieve the level of growth required for the 89th floor stage.

It would have been great to find the determination, concentration and tactics that would have made Lee Chan Yong the highest challenger, but it was useless on the 89th floor.

The stage of the tutorial is always like this.

They say it's virtue to just survive, and then they test something that has nothing to do with survival at any point.

Let them learn to doubt others, and then there are stages where cooperation with others is needed.

This is what each floor requires.

While Lee Chan Yong was blocked on the 89th floor over several times, the followers who were far behind suddenly reached the 84th floor.

While it was clear that they would soon catch up with Lee Chan Yong, people's attention completely left Lee Chan Yong.

Even though Lee Chan Yong was forgotten, what was Lee Chan Yong like?

It would have been a continuous day of despair and defeat in the waiting room, chewing away loneliness and feeling a wall that couldn't be moved from the stage.

I understand that better than anyone.

I went through it once on the sixth floor.

Repeat the challenge as if mechanically scheduling in the muck of despair.

No, maybe Lee Chan Yong isn't even challenging his sense of powerlessness.

Events like competition would have been very, very stimulating for him.

I thought it was okay to risk everything on this one-off event.

It's a pity.

While understanding and empathizing with his feelings, I felt disappointed and disappointed in him.

Lee Chan Yong was the brightest person.

In order to protect the families who will be outside, I went out to attack the stage at a faster rate than anyone else.

Rather than fearing that he had fallen into a new world, he was clearly heroic in his pursuit of a solid goal.

Challengers who were worried about acquaintances and families chased after Lee Chan Yong.

So was I.

Fifteen.

The number of people who can form three parties in two.

Its members are top rankers on Korean servers, and the combination is fine.

A well-woven party exerts more power than just the number of its members.

This well-crafted party play lets even Raid monsters who display overwhelming power hunt without harm.

That's why they think it's worth a try. Still.

It took them a while to kill bald Australians and blacks, and in the meantime they were able to hold positions and surround me.

Although it has shown more power than I expected, I think I can do it if I drive it before the group.

Seeing that, it became bitter again.

Before the first race, Kim Min-hyuk made a suggestion.

The proposal that began with the words, "There are limits to the prevention of crime by showing power," concluded with the words, "Why not hide power in reverse?"

I thought it was nonsense.

But I hid my powers appropriately, as he said.

I didn't have anything to show for it anyway.

And before the second race, the community announced that the gap between the top rankers and me had greatly diminished.

It's not an overwhelming gap at the beginning of the first convergence, but it's a pretty big win now.

Tales of being able to take on enough opponents with party play, rather than gaining advantage.

As those stories say, they think they stand a chance against me.

Of course it's a mistake.

A strange green magic arrow flew in.

You wrap yourself in the wings of the Tallarian and rush towards the direction the arrow flew.

As soon as the magic arrow and I collided, a wide green mist scattered.

Poison.

I ignored it first.

As soon as they approached, there were those who blocked the path to the wizard.

The so-called tankers, who are in charge of the electric potential and protect the rear heat.

Their role is to draw the aggressor out of the enemy, and to stay alive as long as possible.

You swing your sword and cut off the warrior's arm in front of you.

Though he intended to be as black as the rest of his body, the warrior's body twists as hard as he could.

Immediately after that, there was a warrior who came at you with his body.

You knock the chin with your left elbow to disable it, and calmly dodge the grappling hook coming toward the ankle.

You move your sword again, cut off the lower jaw of the warrior who was about to run again, with his arm cut off, and heavily swing his wings.

You dislodge the nearby warriors and enchant the sword.

You wield a sword full of unrefined magical power into the air, purely erratic.

The magic radiates forward, and enemies in the rear immediately deploy and block the shield, but the aftermath of the shock knocks them down.

There's a big gap in the perimeter, and I dug in.

Every time the wings move loudly, the ends of the wings and sharp crystals cut off the enemies' limbs.

When the wings fall, one person falls.

Every time I swing a black sword surrounded by error, I created a fountain of blood without being blocked by a shield or shield.

The attack on my enemies did me no great harm.

The swords and spears did not penetrate my armor and skin, and the rare flying magic was largely clogged in the wings.

Enemies move swiftly, constantly changing their advance.

I tried not to get hit as much as I could, forwards and backwards, and at the same time I tried to confuse my nerves.

I desperately tried to make a gap, but it was them who made a hole.

It was not just the difference between specification and skill.

There were, of course, overwhelming performance and level differences in power skills, but there were even greater differences in performance.

The difference in skills is essentially the difference in experience.

6th to 11th floor.

As I went through six stages that required party play, I continued to fight.

You slash, crush, burst, bite, and slap your enemies.

Every day, every hour, every minute.

During the 30-day cycle, I stayed on stage for 30 days, immersed myself in battle without wasting a single moment.

During meals and breaks, I spent time practicing new skills or realizations I had during combat.

Even the passage of time was forgotten, leaving only poison in my mind, and I was able to spend all my time in battle through that passage.

There was such a difference between them and me.

And the difference was so great.

Enemies shrink, one by one.

And with the effects of Soul Exploitation Skill, Magic and Energy are restored to the body each time an enemy dies.

However, the effect felt stronger than usual.

I even felt a spiritual pleasure.

Besides...

[The God of Death is very pleased.]

The God of Death is pleased with your actions.]

[The God of Death is happy with your actions.]

Whenever you kill an enemy, the God of Death reacts violently.

I have used soul exploitation and killed many enemies before.

But this is the first time.

What is this difference?

Because the target is a living human being?

It's the first time I've ever killed anyone.

No one, and I didn't even care, but I've never actually killed a human with my own hands.

Until today.

The murders you've committed have not shown much appreciation.

I've killed all the monsters in the tutorial stage.

So, is this the difference between being met in a tutorial stage and being alive?

So the others you met on the tutorial stage are not alive?

Is that the difference?

When I thought about it, this pleasure did not feel very pleasant.

Rather unpleasant.

The unpleasant mental pleasure continued for a while.

Until the very unpleasant feeling fell to the ground.

“H-save me, Hojay. ”

Seeing the cold dragon begging me to live in bloodshed, it felt like the blood in my head was getting cold.

There was no one left around.

All those who were not drawn to the screams of the soul fled to the audience, and all the enemies were killed.

Why did he leave Lee Chan Yong at the end?

Did he see my past in his image?

Maybe it's the future.

What will I look like when I can't go any further to the limits of my abilities?

Are you confident I won't be like that?

“Hojay, I did, I did wrong. It wasn't greed. I just didn't know it. I didn't know, really. I just wanted to participate in a game called Force Battle. He never tried to go against your will.... ”

Maybe what he needed was time to hold on to himself.

Could it have been understanding and conversation?

Even though I came all the way here, I feel bad and regret.

“You know that. Hojae, I'm not interested in this... ”

Finally, I felt unpleasant and put the ceiling into my inventory.

* * *

The war was over because of the awkwardness.

During the game, there was also a battle outside the audience and arena.

Unlike the precedent of punishing all those involved, vigilantes only punished enemies who were confirmed to be convicted by information and observation, and the rest were warned enough.

Compared to the old days, it was a bit of a reduced sentence, but everyone who watched it had a soft look on their faces.

And the way they look at me....

As always, the punishment for solving the problem has created a new problem.

In order to reduce the problem a little, Park Junga and Kim Min-hyuk were busy, and I didn't want to be a part of it, so I decided to leave the competition quickly.

Park asked me to wait until the last day, but I returned to the waiting room as soon as the sixth day was possible.

It was a shame.

If possible, I wanted to be together from a brighter atmosphere to the last day and the last hour.

I wish I had more fun and good things.

It's a shame no matter how much I think about it.

Especially since there was no information about the next race.

I don't know when I'll see them again, but this is how it's going to be.

I have regrets after my actions.

I have a bad habit.

[Welcome to the waiting room.]

I sat on a bed in an empty waiting room.

I'm the only one left again.

Of course, the community is still having a lively conversation, and there are other challengers on the lower level, including Lee Hyung-jin.

But none of them are directly connected to me.

It felt that way.

The empty waiting room felt strange.

It's natural to be here, and I've been there for a while for a special event.

I didn't recognize it well.

Rather, this is a shitty solitary room, and I naturally felt like having fun with those people over there.

Rather, I feel lonelier than before the race.

It was only six days, but did I lose my mind feeling the warmth of a person during that time?

It was only three days longer compared to the last race that took place for three days, but the difference was too big.

Soon after, I regretted my choice to return early from the race once again.

The people I met and talked to and talked to at the game.

We met on the 16th floor and stayed together for a few days. Paladins, Knights, Mercenaries, Adventurers, and Wizards (though they were Doppelgängers).

Monks who fought on the 13th floor and talked about the way they fought and each other's values.

We stayed together on the 12th floor, and in the tutorial, he taught us everyday pleasures, not battles and tactics.

I wanted to talk to them.

With any of them.

I opened the skill window and reread the description of the lion summon skill.

Let's summon Edie to soothe the loneliness. I thought about it for a moment.

After a while, I stopped worrying and pulled the toilet out of my inventory and quietly started to hurt myself.

After that waiting time, I waited for the time to get to the stage quickly.