Hoarding in Hell Novel

After being torn to death by insects, Hyunmoo was resurrected at the crossroads.

However, Hyunmoo sat still and was in trouble. I didn't understand the situation now.

'Why?'

It was always a time for self-reflection whenever I experienced death. But this reflection plunged me into a little deeper concern.

It's not just because it's been a long time since death. It was because Hyunmoo didn't quite understand this death.

He didn't quite understand his mistake.

'Are you careless?'

It might be. Because things have been so easy lately.

To be precise, it is also due to reducing the risk as much as possible other than quests.

When I was at a very low level, I had no choice but to die no matter what I encountered, but now I can distinguish what is dangerous and what is weak.

Now, it is safe to say that this area is Hyunmoo's 'region'. So he didn't have to face any major risks, and he was able to proceed with ease.

'I was vigilant.'

Hyunmoo was seduced by the hypothesis.

The hypothesis that bugs died because they forgot that they liked fire, too stupid to use as an excuse... … therefore.

However, the problem is that in this case, there is no improvement other than 'be careful'.

There was only one way to check.

"Let's hit it one more time."

Hyunmoo headed back to where the crystal flower bloomed.

This time, from the outskirts, he proceeded to clean up the bugs one by one.

He purposely sprinkled oil around and made a fire to attract attention.

As a thick smoke enveloped the surroundings, the flames emanating from Hyunmoo's disjointed passion in Helburg were barely noticeable.

Hyunmoo moved forward with triumphant victories. This time he could go a little deeper.

There was a sweet smell coming from somewhere.

'Smell of honey?'

Difficulty: It didn't smell like hell, but it was sweet enough to make me curious.

Then Hyunmoo noticed that a bee had appeared in front of him, with a jaw larger than his torso.

Without a word, he flew straight in to cut Hyunmoo's body into pieces. Hyunmoo patted his body back to dodge lightly.

At that moment, Hyunmoo's right foot kicked his left, and he knelt back.

The wasp did not miss the opportunity.

Hyunmoo got to see what his back looked like.

***

[You are dead.]

[Total survival time: 0 days 03 hours 34 minutes 29 seconds.]

***

It is right to be careless.

But it was an unnatural negligence.

Hyunmoo was activating a battle helper at the time.

It is the role of a battle helper to correct mistakes even if they are made. But it is absurd that a mistake has occurred. But Hyunmoo couldn't understand.

'Is there something wrong with the Battle Helper?'

He didn't run a battle helper, just in case he tried to bump into his bare body.

It was the same.He died even faster this time.

This time, as he approached when the sweet smell was wafting, he died repeating mistakes and carelessness that he couldn't understand himself.

Most of those mistakes happened at fatal moments, so no matter how many times they passed it, they were sure to die.

Hyunmoo was perplexed. He suddenly felt like an idiot.

'I don't know what it is.'

Hyunmoo was in trouble.

Try & Error.

It is an essential process that must have been passed when conducting space development, which seemed impossible.

Through countless attempts and failures, we find problems and move forward toward a single goal.

Hyunmoo also understood that Difficulty: Hell needed this course to some extent.

However, it is only a meaningless death in which data cannot be obtained only after repeated mistakes that cannot be understood by themselves.

'Don't be too reckless... … Let's use poison blood.'

Among the poison-blooded traits, there was a 'contagious' trait that I had but never used.

I got it at the beginning of the play, but because it was extremely dangerous, I didn't even consider using it in reality.

But Difficulty: In Hell... … I wondered if it could get any worse than this.

'Let's do it.'

Hyunmoo headed to the crystal-flowered building. This time also included a few ratmen who had been involved in the treason plot and had been informed.

“If you do your best as a warrior, I will forgive you.”

Hyunmoo persuaded him like that, but what Hyunmoo actually did was stick a knife in their backs.

The corpses of ratmen, which were continuously injected with poison, were placed around the buildings.

Again, sooner or later, the insects that rushed to the corpse were infested with infection.

Because of the 'parasitic' nature, the poison had an incubation period instead of an immediate effect.

Hyunmoo waited for some poison to spread. After waiting about half a day, Hyunmoo freed the dormant blood vessels.

[Level Up!]

As soon as I was released, I heard a message saying that I had leveled up. When I looked down the building, I saw monsters that were burning to death.

Those who sat quietly doing nothing were also infected with poison and died quickly.

About 1/3 of the insect swarm surrounding the building collapsed in an instant.

[Level Up!]

Level up twice. It seemed that dealing with various types of monsters, not just one, had a positive effect on the acquisition of experience points.

'It's effective.'

Again, this method suits him better than fighting himself.

Hyunmoo jumped out of the building and headed towards it. There was a sweet smell again. It seemed to be flying from inside the building.

There were still bug monsters, but this number didn't seem like a big deal.

tickle tickle tickle.

A monster with long legs of cockroaches and grasshoppers approached from Hyunmoo's right.

Seeing the discoloration and wrinkling all over his body already made him feel like he was going to die soon. However, he ran towards Hyunmoo, probably thinking that the one who ate and died would be more beautiful even after he died.

Hyunmoo pulled out a ride.

Kwajik! Countless white lumps poured down with body fluids as soon as they cut through the belly of the man who jumped high.

Hyunmoo spit out abusive language and spread the distance. The cockroach with a cracked stomach twitched and drooped.

"...I'd rather be a werewolf or an orc, worms are too harmful to the mind."

Then the cockroach twitched and convulsed. I wonder if he's still alive, so Hyunmoo started vigilant again.

At that moment, the cockroach's stomach exploded in all directions, and countless small cockroaches appeared, leaping and jumping.

"God damn it."

In an instant, cockroaches attacked Hyunmoo. Hyunmoo immediately summoned the flames and set fire everywhere.

He was immune to the fire, so he did not hesitate to support himself.

However, the swarm of cockroaches crawled into the body, injuring and gnawing all over the body.

He wasn't deadly, but it was such a horrifying experience that he just wanted to die.

Hyunmoo saw that new cockroaches were still being born inside the cockroach's body and just started running. And I noticed what was going on around me.

New bugs were being born as the bodies of bugs exploded everywhere.

What Hyunmoo couldn't understand was that that was happening to the body of most of the dead bugs.

All the insects that died from poisonous blood were now spawning grounds.

'all… … Female?'

No, if it was poisonous before that, it was right that the conceived babies should also die. At that moment, Hyunmoo thought of a creepy family.

immune.

Hyunmoo hurriedly checked the abilities of the new bugs.

Almost all of them moving had poison-blood resistance (intermediate) to the extent that they could be said to be.

Hyunmoo decided at that moment that he had to run. Once the poison-resistant bastards cover the building soon, this opportunity will never come again.

"Damn."

Hyunmoo ran straight towards the building. He couldn't find anything that could fit in because most of the lower part was covered with crystal moss.

However, there was a part where a particularly sweet smell was oozing out. Hyunmoo soon found a thin layer of crystal moss and smashed it.

The inside was dark and a sweet, sweet smell was pouring out to the point that it gave me a headache.

Hyunmoo slipped into it without hesitation.

***

Hyunmoo woke up to the stinging pain. When he realized he was still, he started moving again.

His head went blank. The sweet scent seemed to leash and drag Hyunmoo's neck.

'Where was this?'

The space that was enough to crouch when you first entered the building now feels cramped even when you lie down. I felt like my skin was being cut long.

The area was full of sharp crystal moss, so even a slight movement would seep out blood.

'Is my skin this weak?'

There were no more pieces of clothing to protect his skin. It looked like it had been cut off by crystal moss. He couldn't see it because it was dark, but his skin was obviously covered with scars.

The building, which was thickly covered with crystal moss, was densely filled with small tunnels.

Most of it was dark, and the light that leaked in a little was reflected dizzyingly on the crystal moss, giving it a strange color.

and fragrance.

The sweet scent of burning sugar seemed to pierce my brain. I had no idea. Just the thought of moving forward.

'If you go a little further... … .'

Hyunmoo crawled on his stomach on the floor and suddenly he felt like a baby.

The arms and legs are too short. The weight of her body itself was too light.

In the crystal moss that embraced the crumbling light, Hyunmoo could faintly see his own body.

It was like a stone worn out by waves for hundreds of millions of years.

It wasn't just the clothes that were cut off by the crystal moss.

His arms and legs, with only the bottom left, and his body covered in red scars, had a bizarre appearance.

It was like a peeled tomato.

But there was no pain.

A sweet smell wafted back from somewhere.It wasn't far. soon now.

Then I heard very small squeaks. Normally, the sound was so small that even the sound of the wind could cover it.

But now Hyunmoo was listening to the sounds of the whole building as if he was putting his ear to someone's stomach.

The movement of the intestines, the flow of blood vessels, and even the beating sound of the heart.

The squeaking sound grew louder and louder.

"what?"

"human."

"Are there still humans left?"

"I've seen this guy."

"When I was chased by the demons, the queen protected me."

"I saw him die. But he came back."

"Resurrected? Are you a family member?"

"Maybe. But why are you here?"

"He must be heading to the womb."

"Do you think you'll arrive alive?"

"No. It's broken too much."

"He'll come back to life anyway."

"then."

The conversation was cut off in an instant. At one point in the silence, the sound suddenly came again.

"For the sake of the Queen, let's walk to this guy."

Something hit my head. It was as if her slender fingers were stroking his hair.

Hyunmoo suddenly felt her body relax. And then, his friendly touch suddenly turned into pain. It was a brief moment.

***

[You are dead.]

[Total survival time: 1 day 09 hours 41 minutes 09 seconds.]

***

Again, a time for self-reflection.

Hyunmoo seemed to have a rough idea of ​​what the problem was.

it smells sweet

The smell grew stronger and stronger as he somehow narrowed the distance to where the crystal painter was.

There must have been something to the smell.

Every time he sniffs, his judgment is clouded, he becomes careless, and in the end he becomes like a caterpillar.

'I'll have to find out more about that smell.'

If you know where and what the smell is coming from, it will be easier to figure out how to deal with it.

Hyunmoo stood up. Then someone stopped in front of him.

It was Kazat.

"Wei, great man."

"What, what's going on?"

"Sin, I'm sorry, but I can't go any further."

Hyunmoo frowned. Is Kazat in your way? I didn't know if it was Kirson or Kazat would do something like this.

However, Kazat stood in front of him trembling with the cane that Hyunmoo had given him. Hyunmoo looked down at him for a moment, then sighed heavily.

He even spoke into the air.

"Lenian, if you have something to say, come out and do it yourself."

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