Hoarding in Hell Novel

Yu-min leaned in front of Hyunmoo.

"I'll try to make it as painless as possible."

"It's okay if it hurts, so be careful."

With a tense expression on his face, Yumin carefully pointed the needle. However, since this was her first experiment, she couldn't help but tremble.

A few times she tried squeezing the needle as she tried, then she took a deep breath and retreated. Hyunmoo, unable to see her, opened her mouth.

"Can I just do it?"

"Oh, no. I really can. Really."

"Because you're nervous, I'm nervous too..."

“Don’t be afraid and try to persevere.”

I wanted to ask if it was you who was scared. But since the age of five, Hyunmoo had a conviction that he wouldn't quarrel with anyone with a syringe. So Hyunmoo decided to focus on something else.

'Come to think of it, seeing Yumin wearing Woowoo reminds me of that time.'

Last time I came back from hell, in the bathroom.

Hyunmoo's natural voluptuous breasts and pure white skin came to mind.

Of course, Yumin will tell you that she's caught up in rap and she can't exercise, so she has flabby muscles and pale skin from lack of sunlight.

Along with her image, even the texture of her skin began to resurface.

'Oh, no.'

Hyunmoo felt a change on one side of her body. As she still couldn't find a place to insert her needle, Yu-Min, whose hand was wandering, turned her head puzzledly.

"Brother, don't move your legs..."

Yumin stopped talking. Hyunmoo said as an excuse.

"You know that it's not a part that moves according to my will, right?"

Yu-min immediately looked at Hyunmoo. Hyunmoo found a suitable excuse and sang her national anthem into her.

Yu-min ignored Hyunmoo and tried to focus on her own work. But when she showed no sign of abating, she took a deep breath and swung her hand away.

"Bad guy!"

“……?!”

Hyunmoo let out a silent scream as he hit a sensitive area out of the blue.

"Because I have to concentrate! I can't be modest!"

As he swung his hands in succession, claps, clumps, and Yu-min, Hyunmoo couldn't help but open his mouth.

“…Yoomin, the more you do it, the more counterproductive it will be, so stop…”

"Oh yeah?""Please... yes."

Seeing Yu-min's mischievous smile, Hyunmoo quietly closed his eyes. After a while, Hyunmoo's blood was filled with difficulty in the syringe.

Yumin put the blood in another test tube. Syringes, alcohol swabs to wipe blood, and even a raincoat were all sealed in a waste bag.

"In a few days, you'll be able to see how much mana acceptance threshold is left until your brother rises to the ranks. The Talent Management Bureau only announces the rank, so you can find out information you don't know."

It was fortunate. I wish it was worth the effort.

"By the way, when did you start researching the rank increase of capable people?"

Hyunmoo, I felt comfortable, but I thought it was too crafty. However, Yu-Min's answer was unexpected.

“Since I met you.”

"Huh?"

"Well, originally I am different from my major, but hearing what he is saying is interesting. There is a crossroads, and it seems that he was not a talented person, but he suddenly woke up and it looks interesting, right? Don't worry, you can."

Yumin answered with a single smile. Hyunmoo felt something go down.

Hopefully I didn't become a mormot without knowing it.

"Don't think you've become a mormot. It's just observation. And my advisor's recent article was about raising the rank of talented people. Rich people are interested in that. Apparently, a lot of support comes in."

"But you can't do research because you don't have enough crystal moss?"

“That’s why the competition is so fierce.”

Saying that, Yumin took out a thick bundle of papers from her bag. It was written in many foreign languages, including English.

Each line was colored with a colored highlighter, and the corners were full of notes, making it difficult to recognize them.

"I brought it just in case. If yes, it's something my brother would know. Most of the time, exposure to a high concentration of mana for a long time has a possibility of a grade increase."

In the end, it means that the only way to break through the limit level is to find it in Hell. Concluded, Hyunmoo decided to stay a little longer in Hell this time. Until this time, after the occurrence of the quest, he had not been able to do anything else because he was focusing on the goal, and it was a great waste of time because of death. But this time it's different.

'I have to find a way to become stronger without raising the level.'

***

【Difficulty: Hell

Enter the star of the end.]

As soon as I entered Hell, I felt my lungs filled with fine dust. Buildings still covered with purple crystal moss in the red sky, and even the faint sound of an unknown and bizarre sound.

Everything was the same.

"It's still a damn landscape."

Hyunmoo smiled bitterly and felt strange that he was getting used to it. He was slowly giving up on counting the number of times he died here.

'Let's see How long until the next quest.'

Hyunmoo glanced out the window and looked up at the sky. Large letters were engraved in the sky as if not to forget.

[9 days 4 hours 44 minutes 21 seconds until the next quest.]

After going back and forth a few times, I realized that the time display seemed to apply only to Hyunmoo.

The flow of time between hell and reality is different. Although it is applied differently depending on how much error occurs, that time display only flows as much as 'the time Hyunmoo experienced'.

In other words, whether in reality or hell, it meant that Hyunmoo had to spend that much time for the quest to proceed.

'Then it would be better to stay in hell if possible.'

Those who focus on self-improvement in hell can save time in reality. Come to think of it, I thought that it would make me age faster, but getting older is not important right now. I've been hearing people say that I'm still young these days.

Hyunmoo headed straight for the shelter without hesitation. Until now, if it had been self-discipline, from now on, it was necessary to train for the external part, which was relatively lacking.

'Skill development and item production.'

These two were the main points. Of course, there are many things that I tried while hunting goblins. However, they were only temporary measures to achieve the purpose, and they were not proper items.

'Especially production. There are endless ways to use this.'

It's because there's still not enough activity area, but compared to the current time, Difficulty: Hell is full of all kinds of rare materials.

If you took a little risk and found a usable material, you were more likely to create something that exceeded your expectations.

When I arrived at the shelter, I caught my eye with all sorts of cluttered materials. They were all traces of a struggle to catch Kirson. There were several weapons among them, but none of them were useful.

It was because there was not enough time to train, and even if I used it, it was weaker than a fist wrapped in strength.

Hyunmoo looked up at one of the weapons.

[The Sharp Spear of the Ancients (Rare)]

It was a spear in the shape of a sloppy shape made by tying a long mop stick to a goblin dagger. I thought it would be worthwhile because it had an ancient modifier, but in terms of durability, it was not much different from the wooden wood. The blade was just a little red.

Hyunmoo scratched his head.

The biggest problem in manufacturing is that it is also impossible to smelt.

Most weapons are eventually made by smelting metal. However, Hyunmoo lacked smelting skills and had no smelting facilities.

In the end, it was necessary to use accessory materials, wood, and crystal moss, which are machinable objects, but no matter how hard they tried, the rare grade was the limit.

'Lenian was an unusual case.'

"Did you think of a fairy now?"

Lenian appeared without a sign. When in Hell, Lenian suddenly disappeared, but he appeared out of nowhere, so he was already used to it.

“I was thinking that you couldn’t afford the meal.”

"Rice? Fairies are looking forward to the flesh and blood of the butler that they eat after a long time!"

Lenian tried to stick a straw in Hyunmoo's neck. Hyunmoo slapped Lennie with both hands as if catching a mosquito and dropped it. Lenian groaned and fell to the floor.

"I'll give you any amount of blood, so pay for your meal."

"Rice?"

"Yeah. Well... they're picking up some useful items, or whatever, there are common ones. In manga, there's something like a fairy's healing ability."

"But the fairy is one of the beasts promised in the end, and has come to devour all living things in the world like a swarm of grasshoppers!""Stop making those creepy noises."

"Ummm... I can do something to stop the blood, but I'll try my best anyway. The butler is weak, so the fairy should try."

tenderness… … ? 'You're the one being beaten by the weak me, aren't you?' But Hyunmoo wasn't really sure if he was stronger than Lenyan.

Level checks fail every time, and it doesn't seem like they've ever dealt a significant blow. In addition, once Lenian hides, he cannot find or even feel a presence.

At least, it was clear that he was better at stealth than Kirson.

It's obviously stronger than it looks, but it doesn't help in battle... … .

Then I saw Lenian dragging the items that were rolling on the floor and putting them on the desk.

"……what are you doing?"

"Huh? Bringing a useful item."

“I mean, things that can be used outside… ha.”

Hyunmoo paused for a moment. What Lenian brought was a reddish lump. Hyunmoo looked closely at this something and realized it was crystal moss.

Unlike other crystal moss, it had a red color and a cube shape, but as a result, the color and transparency all matched those of the crystal moss.

'Red crystal moss?'

It was something I couldn't remember. It was common knowledge that crystal moss is purple, so if you dig it, you will definitely remember it.

"Lenian, was this here?"

"Yes."

Hyunmoo's mind was filled with more questions. Did you grow up in a house without knowing it? Or did someone come and go? Is Lenian kidding me? The first thing to do was to find out the identity of the item. Hyunmoo put his hand on the red crystal moss.

[Crystal Stone (Rare)]

Hyunmoo then remembered something of him.

“Renian, did you say you brought a useful item out of these?”

"Yes."

"Are there any other useful items?"

"no."

Hyunmoo looked at the numerous items scattered on the floor. In reality, millions of won were basically things that would cost more than tens of millions of won. Things like that were lying around like trash.

In fact, in the eyes of Lenian, who was born and raised in Hell, it might be like garbage.

However, Hyunmoo just felt sorry for him, so he couldn't handle it carelessly. Because even rare timbers were used until they broke.

Hyunmoo picked up the old man's sharp spear again. Looking at the dark red spear blade, Hyunmoo used a skill.

"Dismantling."

At that moment, the sharp spear of the ancients turned white. Then it immediately split into pieces and scattered on the floor.

A small red crystal the size of a fingernail appeared from among the numerous fragments of crystal moss.

[Successful in collecting crystal stone (rare).]

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