Hoarding in Hell Novel

It took seven attempts to overcome the mosquito.

It took 30 days to overcome fine dust, but 7 days for mosquitoes, so growth might be called growth. Now that I'm used to it, the nightmare wasn't like a nightmare either.

[Level Up!]

Hyunmoo heard the notification sound and barely opened his eyes. He found his energy thanks to the stamina that was raised by leveling up. Suddenly, Hyunmoo realized that there were countless mosquito corpses piled up around him. Then the alarm rang again.

[General Achievement Achievement!]

[You poisoned more than 100 monsters at once.]

[You have acquired the title of 'Valentine's Chocolate'.]

[Poison blood becomes stronger as a reward.]

[The reward is increased by correcting the level of difficulty.]

[The Broken Star, Ghaul is watching you.]

[Wailing Star, Verde, is watching you.]

"...what is this, again?"

Hearing the narrator's message blankly, I guessed the situation.

'Poisoned blood, so did all the mosquitoes die after eating my poisoned blood?'

The current level is 5. Now, even if the blood is taken away, it seems that the stamina has risen enough to not be killed by mosquitoes.

Hyunmoo felt absurd, but as soon as he saw a mosquito crawling on the floor, he trampled it down. Blood splattered in all directions with a popping sound. It was refreshing, but thinking that it was all his own blood gave me a headache. Hyunmoo, who had already lost a lot of blood, was dizzy.

The range seemed to be free of mosquitoes now, but in the distance there was still a misty swarm of mosquitoes flying around. He didn't ask Hyunmoo if he was clever enough to have a few left.

"Hahaha……."

This time, though, he easily won. The only thing he did was lie down, but what he did while lying down was actually the product of 30 days of hard work, so it could be said that he did it himself. However, it was difficult to move any more because he had already run out of energy. Fortunately, the mosquito didn't come any closer.

[Status Abnormality: You are ill.]

[Health is continuously depleted.]

"What?!"

Before I could finish the thought that there were all kinds of abnormalities, my eyes fluttered. The heat that seemed to seep through his body made his head dizzy again.

Is a mosquito malaria? Have you been vaccinated against malaria? I know it doesn't fit unless you're going to a place like Africa. When I was in the military, I got a tetanus shot, but I thought I would get this in advance. This is why vaccines are so important.

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"Huh!"

Hyunmoo's eyes widened. His whole body was wet with sweat. He opened his mouth involuntarily and groaned at the pain of the cracking of his lips. His throat was dry. He wanted to lick even the sweat that soaked the floor.

[Disease germs have accumulated in the body.]

[Status Abnormality: The disease has been cured.]

[Disease resistance has increased significantly.]

[The 'Infectious' attribute is added to Poison Blood.]

[The poison of the poison becomes more powerful.]

"I play drums and janggu and do everything by myself..."

Surprisingly, he didn't die this time. I don't know how many hours have passed, but the malaria has just been cured. I don't know how this world came to be. But Hyunmoo didn't hear anything like that. His throat was dry.

At this rate, he felt like he was going to die of thirst. And the night will begin again.

Hyunmoo groaned and crawls, then drank water from a pool of water standing on the floor. He seemed a bit venomous, but it had no effect on Hyunmoo.

Hyunmoo pulled a caramel box out of his pocket. He thought he might as well eat one, but he didn't know if this was commemorative enough.

Is overcoming mosquitoes really that great?

Hesitating, Hyunmoo eventually gave up his caramel and lay on the floor looking up at the sky. Suddenly, I wondered when this would end. Is there an end? How long?

Suddenly, Hyunmoo remembered that he had a quest. It was strange that he only remembered him now, but it felt natural. Not only was I busy holding on, but I wondered if that would be possible.

[Quest: First Night in Hell.]

[Live until the sun rises the next day.]

Hyunmoo looked up at the sky, but he couldn't even tell if it was day or night because of the thick red clouds.

However, if you think about it in general, no matter how long a night may be, it cannot exceed twelve hours. In the meantime, Hyunmoo remembered his survival time, which was renewed every time he died.

'… … It's dark.'

Up to twelve hours in a country where life is threatened every minute and second. He didn't know how long he could hold out.

'It can't be like this.'

As the amount of time we live is increasing, we may be able to survive until morning someday if we hold on like this.

However, Hyunmoo was only used to the fact that even if he died, he would come back to life, but he could never get used to dying itself.

Death is always new and pain is still there. Especially since he knew how and how painful he was, he was feeling his mental wear and tear.

He said, 'When you go back, you can't go back crazy.'

He wasn't sure if he was already sane.

Hyunmoo looked around. You never know what else will be around you. He had to have something to use as a weapon.

Yes, there was very little that could be saved. Hyunmoo broke the leg of a chair that had fallen over in an abandoned building. At that moment, the narrator's beep sounded.

[General Skill: Dismantling has been acquired.]

"Yes?"

General skill acquisition. also dismantled?

Hyunmoo was bewildered. The dismantling skill is a useful skill to effectively obtain monster attachments in the dungeon, and it was a skill that was welcomed to any party.

Most of the dismantling skill holders work at a research institute with a salary of billions of dollars, so even though they are general skills, they are often treated as precious.

By the way, did you get the dismantling skill just by breaking the chair leg?

'… … No, wait. Really?'

But this place is hell. Everything was different from what he knew.

'I'll have to try it first.'

Hyunmoo got both hands on the chair and used the dismantling skill. I didn't know how to use the skill at the moment, but the skill was automatically activated as if responding to Hyunmoo's will.

Tuk, tuk, tuk, tuk!

Hyunmoo's hand delicately separated the chair legs in an instant. He felt his mana drained a bit, but that mana was restored in an instant. As you can see from the abundance of crystal moss overflowing everywhere, this is because the mana of hell was extremely high.

'Is this a complete honey skill?'

I was just trying to get a weapon, but to get such a skill. Hyunmoo thought it would be good to expand his plan a little more.

'Wait, if you have a dismantling skill... … .'

After dismantling all the other furniture, Hyunmoo put them together.

Since the disassembly was neat, it was easy to assemble something with his parts.

However, Hyunmoo, who is still clumsy with his dexterity, made a gimmicky weapon by roughly nailing a large wooden pole.

It was a clumsy but ugly-looking nailed pole. Hyunmoo is absurd to see himself, but he was proud that it was his first work. And soon, the message he had been waiting for came.

[General Skill: Crafting has been acquired.]

Hyunmoo was not surprised by the message that he had a production skill. Instead, his mouth was ripped open.

If the dismantling skill is welcomed by parties and research centers, the crafting skill is a skill that is welcomed by factories and workshops.

Currently, the factory produces only general grade mass-produced items. However, crafting skill holders were the only occupations that could make rare items. Naturally, those with good production skills were treated with invaluable value.

'Is it possible to get a general level skill just by doing that?'

If you think about it, even the Poison-Blood skill was created only by breathing. More and more, Hyunmoo realized that he was going through something absurd.Hyunmoo grabbed a screw and a plank and cast 'Make'. His hands moved skillfully, as he did when dismantling.

His hands were not being controlled. He knew how to move and was close to instinctively moving. He soon built a nailed timber of the exact same shape he had made.

[Nailed wooden (normal): poorly made wooden. The durability is weak, but the attack power is quite strong.]

"Huh, is this also item handling?"

It seemed that it could not be made beyond what Hyunmoo made. However, since it was made with skill and mana, it seems to be an item handling.

The specialization complex where Hyunmoo worked was to produce general grade items for hunters.

It takes a lot of process and investment to make one item, but Hyunmoo just took the materials and made it with just one 'crafting' skill.

"I'll have to check how useful it is, but..."

Hyunmoo went straight into the exam. He picked up a piece of crafting, and he aimed at the first piece he had made, standing at an angle. Even Hyunmoo couldn't figure out what would happen since they had similar strength.

"Suck!"

With a booming sound, Hyunmoo's wooden pole slammed into the other wooden poles. With a light squeaking noise, Hyunmoo's hand-crafted timbers were terribly shattered. Splinters were scattered all over the place.

Hyunmoo looked at the nailed timber in his hand with his absurd eyes.

"...Isn't this stronger than I thought? It's a normal grade, isn't it?"

Is an item an item? However, seeing that there is already a crack, the point that the durability is weak seemed to be true. But it didn't matter. After all, there were furniture and nails scattered all over the ruins.

Still, I did not feel any regret that the first piece of wood I worked hard on was badly smashed. Rather, he was happy that the performance of the item he had produced was proven.

Hyunmoo checked the level of dismantling and production skills. Unfortunately, the dismantling skill could not touch metal or stone, and the production skill was limited to the things that Hyunmoo could make.

'If you have a blueprint, it's easy to make a clone later.'

Above all else, since the replica is far stronger, Hyunmoo felt the need to make something like this.

The chances of survival were blooming.

Not only the possibility of survival but also the possibility of growth were blooming in Hyunmoo, the dreamer of the hunter.

Hyunmoo decided to start working on what he was going to start with when he got a little bit stronger.

He thought he would have to train for a while longer, but if he had these two skills, dismantling and crafting, there seemed to be no problem at all. At the same time, Hyunmoo thought that the house he had just moved into would be fine.

There is only one entrance, and the windows are not large. A long, narrow staircase behind the counter led to a space that seemed to have been used as a two-story house. The door on the third floor was locked, but it seemed difficult for anyone to get in and out.

'It's not perfect, but it's not bad either.'

'Difficulty: Hell' was a place where there was no time to rest. Even air, insects, beasts, and monsters were non-lethal to Hyunmoo.

He can fight fiercely, or he can run away constantly. But it couldn't last long.

What Hyunmoo needed was a safe zone, a shelter.

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