The World of Masks

"Ugh."

Elongation pain rises from the area where you were shot. Jack carefully strips off his armor and clothes. It was hard to take off the clothes that were covered in blood. I can see red blood flowing through my almost torn clothes. The skin is pierced by a huge red hole. The bullet pierces through the chain armor Jack was wearing, digging deep into his delicate flesh. I felt like I was getting bone deep in my bones.

Jack pulls a bottle out of his bracelet. The mystical liquid was surging. The potion. Jack chews the lid off his vote with his teeth. A refreshing aroma spread around. Jack stops trying to put a potion in the wound right away.

This can't be recovered from a bullet wound, can it? '

Then there was no trouble. There are no signs of penetration through the arm, and the foreign body sensation in the arm continues to tell us that the bullet is still in the arm. After a moment of deliberation, Jack pours the potion down.

"Ugh."

I feel a burning sensation coming up. Blistering bubbles rise from the wound, noticeably reducing the wound and pain. A sparkling object appeared in Jack's eyes, looking at the wound with a lot of impression. It was a bullet that was pushed out as the wound healed. Jack sighs of relief lightly. There was no need to remove the wound that was treated again to remove the bullet. Jack grabs the bullet slightly out of his skin.

Tsk, tsk.

The metallic glow filled with blood hurled the missing bullet with fury. Kang! 'With a sound, I bounced off the rock. After removing the cause of the pain, Jack pours the remaining potions into the wound.

Bubble bubble.

You quickly heal the wound with a lot of bubbles. As the pain fades, Jack can barely catch his breath. Jack thought he was capable of enduring as much pain as anyone else, but the gunshot wound was really, really painful.

I took the barrel out of the bracelet and sprayed it on the wound. The flesh was bare as the blood washed away. I saw smooth skin like when I was injured. Not even a scratch was seen. The potion's abilities were definitely surprising.

'That's why they must have sold it at such an expensive price.'

If it hadn't been for this effect, he might have really gone crazy.

'At this rate, how effective would a higher grade be?'

I thought the highest-ranking potion might bring the dead back to life. At least if my body is in two cavities, I can save my life. The potion's performance was satisfactory enough for me to think about it.

After finishing healing his wounds, Jack put his clothes and armor back on and got up.

You didn't follow me, did you? '

I drove backwards through the creek that I found while I was bleeding as much as I could, preventing my own tracks from being exposed, so it was pretty hard to find myself.

Jack carefully comes out of a small cavern he stumbled upon where he healed his wounds. Luckily, I didn't feel much popularity.

'Let's go back.'

I went out lightly for a picnic and hunting, but I was unexpectedly rebuked. Jack has decided to log out first. I wanted to rest for a while.

"Those bastards, next time I see them, I'll kill them! '

I gripped my teeth thinking about the two-man tribe that had always made me run away uglily. Sharpening his blade of vengeance, Jack logged out into the real world for the next few moments.

This roof room, built roughly on top of a multi-generation house that is common in Korea, was unspeakably poor, even if its mouth was torn in good living conditions. It was hot in summer and cold in winter. In two flat, narrow rooms, the toilet next to the porch was frozen every winter to become useless. But there was demand in a house like this. The only reason was because it was cheap.

In the attic. It was a house with a lot of space, but it was really roomy, so there was no furniture in it. Queek.There's only one farm that looks like a place to put linen and clothes. I couldn't find anything else even if I washed my eyes and searched. There were dark, blue mold all over the old, discolored wallpaper on the wall. Perhaps if you rip off the wallpaper, you can see the fungus's scent completely filling the wall. The landscape seemed to worry about the health of the residents in any way. However, fortunately, the cleaning in the room was only clean.

There was a young man lying in the middle of a bad room who seemed to be able to borrow for only ten thousand won. The thick cotton sheets were lined up and the thick sheets were covered twice again. It's getting warmer, but it's still a cold season. If we don't do this, we won't be able to stay in a rooftop comparable to the cold bones. Inyoung's sheets were kept clean, but they seemed to have been torn apart or broken for a long time. The cotton wool inside the duvet was also expected to be in poor condition.

In-young who was covering the duvet was a woman. She was a noticeable beauty, but there was nothing special about her. Except for the one and only access tool in the world of masks she wears.

Hmph.

Eun-hee lifts up her body. The wet sleeve sticks to the skin, sticking to the sticky sweat, and then slips and falls off. Normally, I had a single head that I was struggling with, too. I could see how sweaty the sheets were, and the sweat marks were as clear as spilled water. I took off my tools and looked at my forehead with my hands. I felt the sweat on the back of my hands.

'It was dangerous.'

The trembler was still representing the unfreezing fear. I had a lot of crises when I started this game, but it was really dangerous. I didn't see that coming. A gun in a medieval game? I can still see the two tribesmen, who are literally coming after themselves with guns.

'I don't want it anymore.'

I put my knees up and buried my face. A small hiss rings through the room. The old ugly skirt I was wearing was covered with tears. Eun-hee smiled bitterly for a long time. My face was messed up with tears.

'Will he be okay?'

Suddenly, I thought of a man in crisis because of himself. He was barely able to come back to life because the two-tailed tribe that was chasing him turned on him. But there was no way to know his life.

You're not a player, are you? '

I tried hard to catch myself. Given the ratio of players to NPCs in the masked world, the odds of that man being a player are extremely low. You weren't wearing a mask. Eun-hee, however, also knew that there were a lot of masked players.

'No way.'

But I was sure that my heart was heavy. If the person is a player other than NPC.

'Sorry.'

Eun-hee put her face back on her knees.

'I'm sorry. I'm sorry.'

I was reminded several times in my mind. As if that would lighten this burden of guilt.

Eun-hee sniffed for a long time because of her guilt. Guilt is guilt, and what to do is what to do. He had someone to support.

'I won't be gone for a while.'

I hid the tool that was rolling on the floor deep in the farm. I was terrified because I thought they were standing around. I didn't think I'd be able to go in for a month just to be careful.

I cried again. I really hated this game. A world completely different from South Korea where security is good. Everywhere I went, I felt unsettled, life-threatening and pure threats many times. Honestly, I'm just lucky that nothing's happened so far. I don't know when things will go wrong. You may fall straight into the ground at the next connection. But Eun-hee couldn't stop playing.

"Debt. I have no way to repay it. '

Without this game, all that's left is to dig. Nothing made more money than being a minor in the middle of nowhere. Even if it were, it was all illegal. I stole the fluffy tears again with the back of my hand. I laid the other clothing branches well and hid the tools well, then folded the duvet well and placed it on top. After closing the farm, I put on a rough coat and went to the front door and put on my shoes. Suddenly, he reflects on the mirror hanging by the porch.

Eun-hee was a striking beauty. A single head to shoulders with distinct features. Her eyes were slightly tapered, giving her a hollow impression. There, the sensual body that was not like Korean women was showing off its existence up on the mantle. My body was not compared to any other Western model. And a little teary excellence and wet eyes. Eun-hee had a look that evoked the lust of every man, all in harmony.

'Poor bitch.'

Eun-hee scoffs at her reflection in the mirror and leaves the rooftop room. I still wear a coat in the cold weather. I went out on the street and took a bus to my destination. I squirmed little by little at the gazes of the men who glanced at me. Eun-hee knew roughly what she looked like to men. However, no matter how much time passes, this gaze cannot be overcome. A clever woman might be flirting with a rich bastard, but Eun-hee didn't have a head like that around her.

Eun-hee arrived in a multi-generation residential neighborhood a little distance from the roof room. Eun-hee moved to the basement of one of the houses. Eun-hee stopped at the front door. A pile of bills were piled up. A short sigh. Eun-hee bites her lips as if she was preparing for something and opens the door.

"Been there · · · · · · · · ·."

Vaginal window.

Something flew in from the side. Eun-hee doesn't even look away. It was probably smallpox. Otherwise, there was nothing left to break in this house.

"Where have you been? You're here now! You bitch!!"

A loud shout came out. Eun-hee trembled in fear and took a step inside the house.

"· · · · · · I went. Father."