The Tutorial Is Too Hard

Chapters of Competition (9)

[Park Jung-ah]

“Oh, I don't know! ”

You shout at the ceiling, Amen.

The members who were doing well looked at me in surprise.

I raised my hand as if they were nothing.

I lay on my back with the chair backrest flat.

I've been suffering for days.

From rankers from nearby Korean servers to committees and foreign rankers in distant districts.

Everyone was asking me what the hell happened on the duel stage.

I didn't know how to explain the case, but I felt embarrassed.

An unheard alien enters the Earth's territory and joins the duel stage.

I entered the top round, making all the challengers I met difficult.

The goal was Hotch, and when I met him, I showed a confident attitude.

And then he disappeared.

This was all I knew, and other people knew it well.

I didn't know anything else in detail.

Nevertheless, people kept asking me for information.

Every time, I had to repeat the same words like a parrot.

I don't know.

While I was complaining alone, a few more messages flew in.

I was tired of slamming it around, pushing it into a corner and ignoring it.

What should I do?

More difficult than the disposal of the dead was the gathering of information about Hotch's power.

I didn't even think to look at how powerful he was in the first place.

It's hard to assess at my level anyway.

But others didn't seem to think so.

I tried to figure out the extent of my strength in any way, and everything I did was set me up.

I left the conference room for a little advice.

I touched the ring and asked.

“What should I do? ”

[I don't know.]

The ring replied with a cheerful voice.

I asked her with a fresh voice.

“Do you wanna die?”

[Oh, don't die. Don't make me say anything.]

Of course, I can't kill him, but I'm used to talking like this from time to time.

We are now more than 30 years old, but we seem to be having childish conversations than before.

[You know, I don't know. I don't want to know.]

“Tsk.”

[Hey, that's why you kicked your tongue.]

It doesn't help. It helps.

You don't want to be involved, you don't want to be involved.

“Well, I wasn't expecting much anyway. ”

Just in case.

Instead of asking how to organize things, I decided to ask people what information they wanted.

“Brother, how strong are you now? ”

Huh?

“How strong are you? I know it's hard to understand exactly what I'm hearing, but roughly. ”

[No, not that one, the one before that.]

“What, you called me brother? ”

[Yes.]

I didn't call you big brother.

Then what should I call you?

Hey, you, son of a bitch, you can't do that.

[I don't think I've ever heard that voice before.]

I can do that.

The last time I saw him was almost ten years ago.

How many times have I changed my name?

I thought about it for a moment.

“No, I've said it before. ”

[When? Oh, um, that reminds me. It was definitely......]

He blurred his words to see if he remembered.

It was a slightly embarrassing time to pick up and mention exactly when.

[Anyway, say it again. Again.]

“What, your brother? ”

[Yes.]

He's old enough to do this. I don't know why he's doing this.

Shame on you.

I felt ashamed and said what I wanted to say.

“… Oppa. ”

[Again, again.]

“… Oppa. ”

I secretly bowed my head and squeezed.

I'm the only one in this room anyway.

[Again.]

“Oh, come on! Do you really want to hear your voice?]

[No, it's fun to be ashamed of you.]

Immediately, I felt the urge to take off my ring and throw it away.

Calm down, calm down.

[Huff, huff, huff, huff. Take a deep breath and calm down, Chief.]

I was about to be calmed down again, but I could barely recover my composure through my efforts.

It's a bad habit to be this grumpy.

Let's fix it. Let's fix it.

I asked again what I had asked you before with the quietest tone.

Fortunately, he also replied seriously, without grumbling anymore.

[About my powers?]

“Yes.”

[Hmm... Well, what can I say to make it easier to understand?]

“How's your level? ”

[Oh, yeah, there was a level. That should be easy to understand. It may not be a good judge of character.]

He always claimed that level had nothing to do with strength.

In fact, all the other challengers were using the level as a basis for strength.

“So what's the level? ”

I quickly asked him about his geography lecture on the level, in case it started again.

[500.]

“… 500? ”

I came up with a number that I never thought of.

Of course, the unit was higher than I thought, but that was not the reason I was surprised.

“Not level 501? ”

[Yes, 500.]

When he heard about the level, he said that if the level was automatically raised due to the level of hardship, it would be level 101, level 151, level 201 and so on, level 50.

But that 500 number...

[It's Manfrep.]

* * *

[Ehochi]

“Well... what can I say? ”

“Why?”

What should I say to Dragon who opens his eyes and asks.

I don't know.

“No, you did good. ”

Yong said he would make money directly to buy the things he wanted in the market.

At that important moment, I left my seat to participate in the contest.

I was curious and anxious about how Internal Yong would try to earn money, but Yong was doing better than I thought.

I was afraid Yong would sell the tools he had made or make money with his magic skills.

It's not bad, but I was worried that it could be dangerous, but Yong was making money in a healthier way than I thought.

용용이 was taking care of people's points.

Even the business was going very well.

It was a small tent and a small desk, but there was a long line outside the tent.

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It seems that the pharaohs who were sleeping under the pyramid were brought back to life to see the dots for themselves.

By the way, Yong Yong, you still remember that name. I completely forgot.

“When did you learn fortune-telling, by the way? ”

Hojay never taught me anything like that.

Did you teach me that when I wasn't around?

“There was a store that looked at four-leaf pools and card spots. It looks like Yong Yong followed the idea from that store. ”

People-woong said.

He said Yong showed great interest in the convenience store and asked the anarchist to look after the sand grass.

In a way, it was a trade secret, but the anatomist showed Yong-yong his secret without hesitation, and Yong-yong is trading based on what he learned at the time.

“Thank you. Where's the store? I'm gonna go say hello. ”

“Ah... that store is gone. ”

“Yes? Why? ”

“It used to be right next to this tent. ”

On hearing People-Woong's words, I came out of the tent, and there was definitely a place next to the tent.

Then I saw the people standing in a long line outside the tent again.

I could see what was happening.

Yong Yong has attracted all the customers to the store.

Of course, there would have been no malice to dragons, but I felt sorry for the anarchist who did not know and even gave up his own business.

Though the business in the contest may not be straightforward with a livelihood, I still felt that his feelings would not be pleasant.

I'll ask Park Jung-ah where he is later.

I finished thinking and went back into the tent.

Inside the tent, the dragon sat on the floor with a small table in front of it.

And there were guests sitting across the street.

Yong-yong had a thin cloth that was shiny on the back, and the role of the people was to create an adult look behind the cloth.

Naturally, there were a lot of crude teas, but the Dragon's Branch... No, Benedictine Lericia Piacan Laucones Nauplionis Tiamat Karcearin Balacas Shanso Gardandes Nesseario III Branch was also fascinating.

There was a couple who came to see the match.

Dragon looked at them, stirring his arms in the air and threw the dice.

The scale of the dice is 3.

“What about our match? ”

“Excellent.”

Yong lifted his thumb and said.

No, it's common sense to have three instead of one, six, and there's no way the extreme result is the best. Why are you rolling the dice when you're looking at matches?

You have to ask him his name or date of birth. I rolled the lead dice, but there was no way I could find a match.

I had questions in my head, but the couple just liked it.

Rather than rejoicing at the fact that the combination is good, 용용이 looking at their point was just cute.

It was a cute dragon, but it was doubling its cuteness by looking at the dots while seriously rolling the dice.

Moreover, I was just telling a good story about the people who saw the dots, so it seemed that people would continue to come to see the cute Hatchling.

I keep watching Yong Yong who is looking at people's points, and a message came from Park Jung-a.

[Junga Park, 90th Floor: I found the friend named Lee Seok-hyun. I wasn't able to get off the stage like I expected. He's younger than I thought. I have the horse. Send me a message.]

I finally got in touch with Seok-hyun, one of the reasons I entered the competition.

I wondered what the hell was going on, so I didn't reply and couldn't enter the race.

I was happy to send him a message.

* * *

[People murmuring]

The store was in a bad mood all day long.

Thank God for that.

Actually, I was worried a lot.

Ever since I saw Yong Yong pop the bear to kill, I wonder if this cute child might hurt people because he couldn't keep up his strength properly.

I pledged to observe and take care of it more carefully, and thankfully, Yong or Lee Ho Chi did not hate to interfere with me like that.

Rather, I also felt grateful to those who say thank you for taking care of me.

It was a few days, but I got to know the two of them a lot because they were traveling around together all day.

I learned more about them.

When I first heard Director Jung 'a ask me to take care of two people, I thought why this is happening to me, but now I was lucky to meet them and find out.

Yong-yong watched as she watched the dots to her customers.

It may seem like he's teasing adults by showing them role-plays, but it also reminded me of a child on Earth.

A new guest arrived.

Unlike other guests who came with my lover or friends, I was alone.

The guest sat solemnly in front of Dragon.

There were often guests like that.

Most of them were guests who wanted to see dragons and have fun to see the dots, but some seriously questioned their fate.

The dragon, Hatchling.

He was even the quantum of the Lee Ho-jae.

Everywhere there was a fantasy that wanted to risk their lives for vague hope, and they also came to find dragons.

“Can I achieve my goals? Can you do it? ”

It was a vague question.

But the questioner seemed to really want to know the answer.

용용이 still very young, but not stupid.

You notice that the woman doesn't just want virtue, and you see her thinking for a moment before answering.

용용이 asked the questioner what he was curious about first rather than telling him the fortune teller.

“Who do you want to kill? ”