Hoarding in Hell Novel

I wondered if there was a haze, and the scenery in front of me changed to a vivid natural color that I couldn't see in hell.

Although he was slightly dizzy, Hyunmoo looked around for a moment.

It was a park in the afternoon. It was quiet, but I saw people out for a walk.

"this."

Fortunately, it didn't seem like he fell into the bushes and was caught, but he couldn't get out as it was.

'Actually, this time as well, I've been lucky so far. What didn't fall in the middle of the street?'

Seeing that it was the first park I had ever seen, the error seemed quite large. Hyunmoo removed as much dust and dirt as possible from hell, took out a cell phone from his inventory, and checked the date.

He was 11 days past when he compared the days he went to hell. Although the period of stay was much shorter than the last time, much time had passed.

"……Right."

Hyunmoo seemed to have a rough idea of ​​the rules of the passage of time now.

As much as the time Hyunmoo spent 'alive' in hell, the time in reality also flows. So, the 'time until the next quest' announced in hell also started after the same amount of time had passed, whether in hell or in reality.

The time axis is set based on 'the living me'.

Obviously, Hyunmoo is the only one who goes back and forth between the present and the future, so it was understandable.

Hyunmoo had a bitter taste. Knowing this, he could no longer spend his time in Hell.

But he was better than the unpredictable schedule. In any case, the growth efficiency is still higher than the current difficulty: Hell is much better.

'The time has come, I wish I could do something about the space error.'

Hyunmoo grunted as he pulled out the clothes from his inventory and put them on. If it rained, I would wash it off or wear a raincoat, but it was damn clear weather.

Hyunmoo's current appearance was that of a homeless person, even if you looked at him in a good way.

'I'll have to call Yu-min and tell him to come over here.'

Hyunmoo tried to check his current location with his cell phone.

Then he saw a large retriever running towards the bush where he was. When the retriever saw Hyunmoo, he flinched and barked loudly.

A woman walking her dog asked curiously.

"Maruya, why are you doing this? What do you have?"

Her eyes met Hyunmoo. Hyunmoo thought he'd just stay calm and explain before he was surprised.

But no matter how much he wiped, he looked more like a war refugee than a homeless man, with blood and dirt and not even shaving for days.

A scream broke out in the quiet park.

***

"Puhahahaha! That's why you were treated like a pervert?"

“Rather than being treated like a pervert… it looks like a zombie character. The police also came, but they managed to escape.”

As if he couldn't stand it, Yumin sat down on the table, sobbing and laughing.

Hyunmoo loosened the tie around his neck as if it bothered him. After laughing for a while, Yumin looked up to see Hyunmoo's tie loosened and tightened it again."Because it's uncomfortable."

"You have to do more. You should know, right?"

Hyunmoo was at a loss for words at Yumin's words.

You have to make a habit of fighting monsters often to get better. As long as he is comfortable and hides, no progress is made.

Yu-min smiled and started cutting the steak in front of him again.

"It's fine though. Thanks to that, my brother came out and talked about wanting to decorate it a bit."

"No... But how do you treat yourself like a zombie just because you haven't washed a little. A woman is overdoing it."

It was thanks to contacting Yu-min that I got out of trouble. Yu-min sneaked out of the park with Hyunmoo. And the place where they are now is a restaurant in a department store in downtown Seoul.

Hyunmoo, who was wearing clothes close to rags, bought a lot of clothes at a department store that he didn't know what to wear at any time and in any situation, got his haircut at a hairdresser that Yumin liked to visit, and came to a restaurant overlooking the night view of Seoul.

Yu-min, who watched Hyunmoo prepare the steak, opened her mouth.

"You write better than I thought, oppa. It was my first time with steak, so I thought there was a lot to teach me."

"How to use it is all tedious."

Hyunmoo grinned and turned the knife round and round. Yumin grabbed her hand.

"At the table then it's a spoiled kid, isn't it?"

"He's a bad kid."

Hyunmoo answered roughly and took the meat with a fork and brought it to his lips. Hyunmoo, who was muttering meat, frowned and said.

"It fits my mouth better than I thought, but I can't really feel the difference from other meats."

"Well, that's correct. This is an expensive and tasteless restaurant. For the view and atmosphere."

Hyunmoo, remembering the price of the steak he saw on the menu at first glance, laughed.

"Why are you coming here?"

"You have to eat something that doesn't taste good to know what's delicious. If you said you wanted to eat something delicious, you would have taken it to a place that tastes good. There is a beef ribs restaurant in Nowon that is really cheap and good. But my brother asked me to teach you how to spend money. You can’t learn it in one go. You have to learn it step by step.”

Yu-min poured wine into Hyunmoo's glass. The wine was twice as expensive as the combined food cost of Hyunmoo and Yumin.

Hyunmoo brought the wine to his lips and frowned again.

"Is this expensive and tasteless wine?"

"No. This is an expensive and delicious wine. It's just that the wine doesn't suit you. It's all education, oppa. I'm not saying that mom's hand tastes the best for nothing. The taste is tamed, so make sure your taste buds get used to unfamiliar things. You have to try."

Yu-min leaned the wine glass to his lips in a relaxed motion.

Hyunmoo sighed and, as Yu-min taught, slowly sipped the wine and tried to taste it.

Yumin looked at the scene as if it was fun and opened his mouth.

"I was curious because I was watching, oppa. Why are you trying to learn how to spend money?"

"what do you mean?"

"Usually, if you have money, there are many ways to spend it happily. It is said that when you are older, you spend a lot of money, especially for entertainment.

Hyunmoo answered right away without much thought.

“I acted like a dog, so I have to live like a jeongseung.”

"Don't you think it's pretentious?"

"puppetry?"

Hyunmoo snorted.

"A person who has done pretense will point out whether it is a pretense or not. I don't think it's fair to say that I'm rude and frivolous without experience. People who do rude things and say that because they're honest are idiots who lack empathy. I just have to decide my attitude slowly after that."

Yu-min made a surprised face at Hyunmoo's quick reply.

She, too, was aware of Hyunmoo's ambitions and ideals. Also that Hyunmoo will never be satisfied and stay at the level he is now.

Therefore, he thought that he might be learning in advance in order to rise to the upper class one day, but he seemed to be thinking more deeply than he thought.

“I thought maybe my brother admired an aristocratic society.”

"Then I can't say that I have a complex. I've learned something stupid. I'm not going to make an excuse that it's because I grew up without my parents.

Hyunmoo said yum, and put another piece of steak in his mouth. Aside from the knife, Hyunmoo was performing the movements and manners that Yu-min taught him perfectly so that he didn't have to re-learn them.

Yu-min looked at him with delight.

"Doesn't it hurt your pride to be taught manners by a woman younger than you?"

"It is said that there are three masters when there are three people together."

It seems that she used the saying 'If there are three, there must be a teacher' as an example.

But she did not want to point out that Yu-min she did. I didn't really think what Hyunmoo said was wrong.

"You're the nicest guy I've ever met."

"You say you're a graduate student. What kind of people do graduate students meet?"

Yu-Min put on a hurt expression.

"Suddenly, you hit me hard. Please tell me you hit me before you hit me."

"No, wait. There's not one or two strange things about it. What graduate students have so much time? Where do graduate students have time to wander around shopping courses and restaurants like these? Graduate students have to stay at school until they get moss. isn't it?"

"It may not seem like that, but graduate students are human beings with human rights. They just made the wrong choice."

Yumin grumbled and looked at Hyunmoo.

“And there are a lot of times I spend all night in the lab unless my brother is calling. And… my professor is a bit of a weird person, so I have a pretty free schedule.”

“I heard that a professor is a scary person if he is an unusual person?”

"You are wrong. There is no professor in the world that is not unique. Anyway, my professor is a bit unique among them. Enough to send students to the industrial complex as collectors."

Yumin sighed.

“Anyway, that’s all, and speaking of rap, the research results came out while my brother was missing. It’s about how much mana concentration is left until the rank rises…”

"Oh, that. I was trying to figure it out too, but it's hard to find zero information."

Hyunmoo felt sorry and checked his level. It's probably level 20 at least to confirm, but it was done out of disappointment.

But when Hyunmoo saw his level, he stopped. Yumin opened his mouth towards him.

"Oppa didn't have a specific ability level to specify."

Hyunmoo's level was 26.***

Upon returning home, Hyunmoo found papers and materials piled high in the room. It was something he hadn't seen before when he hurriedly washed up and left.

She could tell she had researched her material diligently while she wasn't Hyunmoo.

Hyunmoo hurriedly scans Yu-min's research materials spread out on her desk.

"Uh, oppa. It must be difficult to read because there are so many foreign languages."

But Hyunmoo could read.

The thesis was written in a foreign language, but thanks to the 'language understanding' skill, it was quickly translated into Korean and caught my eye.

As soon as she noticed, Hyunmoo, who was looking intently at the thesis she had completed in Korean, came to one conclusion.

That she can just read that doesn't mean she can understand.

"...there are so many unknowns that I don't understand. Keller-Gregory wave? Predation effect? ​​And ensemble theory of quantum rings and chamber realization domains?"

"Uh, can you read?"

"It's about English."

However, Yumin made a more suspicious expression.

"French, German, and Korean are mixed?"

"...everything is based on the alphabet, so they look similar. Please explain what it means."

"To understand this, you have to study for 4 years at university or 2 years at graduate school to understand the basics. Mana theory has only been around for less than 10 years, so it's really a monster with all sorts of miscellaneous theories..."

"Why is the commentary so long. Don't you have a summary?"

“I knew that, so I prepared a summary.”

Yu-min quickly flipped through the thesis and opened the very last page.

There was a black-and-white photograph and a strange diagram printed on it.

"What do you think?"

"Virus? Germs?"

“It’s the blood I collected from your brother last time. What he’s referring to now is red blood cells. Mana tends to accumulate near the danjeon, so there are a lot of crystals. It's an indicator..."

"Only to the point."

"Oppa's decision is a bit strange."

Yu-min said, pointing to one of the black-and-white photos.

"It's a bit wild, but the grade is measured by the shape of the crystal. The more mana accumulates, the more the crystals form tree rings. So the more edges there are, the higher the grade, but my brother..."

circle. It was a perfect circle with nothing to add or subtract from. I couldn't even find the Naira that Yu-min was talking about.

On the other hand, the photo that Yu-min brought as another example was different.

"This is the crystal form of a two-star, this is a three-star person. Two-star is needle-shaped and three-star has a triangular shape. Although the shapes are different, you can clearly see that there are more three-stars as far as the border. It's a form that has never been done, except in one case."

"one thing?"

When Hyunmoo asked, Yu-min responded to Hyunmoo with a serious expression.

"Only one. Monsters sometimes take this form."

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