Chapter 368. Let Do It, Honorary Firefighter of South Korea (3)
Kim Giryeo's image is gradually becoming... unusual, even among S-rank hunters.
"I was just an unemployed, money-hungry drear."
The alien was lost in thought.
Co to think of it, a long ti ago, an Earthling nad Ahn Yoonseung showed a fanatical devotion that was a little frightening. But as ti went on, he found it absurd to see those once cold-hearted S-rank individuals, on the contrary, falling into an even deeper quagmire. To think that prominent figures in society could live their lives believing in such a mirage.
"From a third party's perspective, it might even look ridiculous."
On the other hand, just because soone is an intellectual, like a professor, doesn't an they can avoid being deceived. In fact, it's quite common for well-educated people to fall into strange religious cults.
"Phew. Really."
Intelligent people with high social status usually know their own abilities well. As expected, even being fooled just once can make them hesitant to question their past judgnts?
"Now I can roughly discern the characteristics of the local inhabitants here."
The alien creature lightly folded its arms.
"Earth is a planet full of easy marks... With so many naive inhabitants, an Alphaurin like can't help but roam freely."
It was truly a clever lie about using it for dical expenses, I'm sure I could even empty their old-age pensions."
But even as he pondered, there was truly no other choice in the current situation. The alien mage soon made his decision, thinking as if a cunning trickster were bestowing a grand act of generosity.
"But if I did sothing like that, they'd end up looking far too pitiful, so better not."
Soon, another sentence flowed.
"Well, it can't be helped!"
This was a resolve to steadfastly ignore the sad reactions of the Earthlings and carry on with the task at hand.
"Unfortunately, the situation has pushed us to the edge, too much to respect the opinions of such weaklings."
He was only a few steps away from becoming a tax-evading hunter. In other words, he was truly desperate for money. So, he decided that first and foremost, he would sohow deal with the enormous debt of 30 billion won.
"Completely curing Kim Giryeo's lung disease will take quite so ti."
Co to think of it, Alphaurins have slow cell division rates and many are large-bodied species, so tumors rarely develop fatally... Because of that, even with the status of a grand mage, a fundantal solution to the problem couldn't be guaranteed.
"Phew. Anyway, just when I was about to retire, what a sudden disaster this is."
Kim Giryeo, still standing with his arms crossed, soon ca up with a rather confident assertion.
As a result of the alien's contemplation, it seed that this situation wasn't solely anyone's fault.
"To say that it was solely my fault..."
For reference, the Earthling nad Ahn Yoonseung quickly understood Kim Giryeo's health condition even after hearing a similar explanation. He even witnessed the side effects of the [Sacred Tree Seedling] firsthand, yet dismissed his worries after Kim Giryeo simply said he was fine. As could be seen during this Red Gate Rush, Ahn Yoonseung treated Kim Giryeo not as a patient, but as a fellow hunter.
"Whether he truly believes it or not is another matter, but the important thing is that he goes along with it."
So, after much deliberation, Kim Giryeo continued his train of thought.
"Then this is simply their problem."
A rather hasty conclusion flickered through his mind.
Isn't the real problem just being way too nice to my coworkers? Anyway, this is a case of mutual fault. I'll ignore it and just make my money!"
First, the audacity of those who scamd others. Yet, it's human nature that one's ntal well-being rarely improves by blaming others alone.
***
And then, a few more days passed.
[S-rank Hunter Kim Establishes Guild... But Recruitnt of Key mbers Remains 'Completely Silent']
Naturally, the archmage had spent all this ti running dungeons. The more he went to work, the closer his retirent seed. Still, he wasn't careless about managing stress—he even took ti to rest alongside others on weekends when everyone else was off.
And as he continued living such a diligent and healthy daily life, the day finally arrived.
[Tiring]
[Deposit: Korea Hunter Association Gala Disaster Response Report...]
If one were to roughly guess the missing word, it was probably sothing like compensation money. Early in the morning, a deposit notification chid from his phone. After all, payday always has a way of lifting one's spirits.
"Money!"
So, then just how much had co in as paynt for his efforts during the capital's flood incident? Of course, the damage caused by the artificial rainfall the Archmage had conjured wasn't completely nonexistent.
I heard that among the citizens evacuating, there was soone who dropped their phone, and unfortunately, it fell into a muddy puddle and stopped working..."
However, those minor damages were all exempted under the protection of the Hunter Association. This was only natural. Therefore, just as he had initially hoped, he wasn't sued by anyone and safely received the reward for his labor...
[Deposit: 51,232,019 won]
Fifty-one million won... Fifty-one million won?
Kim Giryeo froze in place as he checked his internet banking. The reward for putting out fires in the heart of the nation and running around slaying monsters everywhere was only fifty-one million won?
"On top of that, is this lousy amount what the mayor called the additional bonus included?"
But in truth, it was only the alien's reaction that made it seem strange. The amount that had just co in was not unusual at all. First of all, the range of monster ranks that appeared during the recent Red Gate Rush went from F to A. A truly diverse mix—naturally so. And just like the pyramid of awakened individuals, monsters too were structured so that their numbers increased the lower their rank.
"W, well, that's true. Among the monsters I took down on the scene, there were hardly any A-ranks."
At this point, the price gets reduced once.
Moreover, following the customs of the Hunter industry—for the monsters he had taken down on the main roads, he had carefully recorded them with his phone as proof that he was the one who killed them...
The problem lies in what cos after the hunt. Who's supposed to handle dismantling the prey he's already taken down—so ancestor from the afterlife?
"Ugh."
Naturally, in this world there was a profession called dismantlers, and only when experts extracted the valuable parts did the monsters gain their maximum market value. And since a portion had to be set aside for them, the hunting fee was cut down once again at this stage.
"Damn it. I even went to the dismantling site myself to supervise, just to make sure they didn't secretly siphon off the expensive parts."
The only saving grace was that all the follow-up costs—such as road reconstruction, street cleaning, and compensation for civilian damages caused by superhuman activity—were already covered by the taxes paid by the Hunters.
Anyway, after deducting this and that, it was only natural that in the end, this was the amount that ca back to him.
[Fifty Million won]
On top of that, this was the amount that Kim Giryeo had earned in just a single day. If word spread that one could make fifty million won from a single day of deploynt, then so ordinary office worker commuting to work every day might very well awaken out of sheer stress.
"Fifty million won..."
The problem was that the aliens' ignorant actions were rather large.
"..."
Soon after, a professional scholar began running so calculations in his mind.
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40,035,248,900 won
51,232,019 won
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Result: 39,984,016,881 won
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Up until now, he had sold off magic tools, so the actual amount was already less than that. And considering the governnt support he would receive in return for establishing a guild, the figure would, of course, drop even further. But for convenience, he proceeded with his calculations using the amount quoted to him by the National Tax Service representative.
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Then ca this answer:
"What is this..."
For a mont, he thought, so this is exactly where the saying "it doesn't even reach the liver" applies.
"Does it even show that it's decreased...?"
Fifty million won was, without a doubt, an objectively enormous sum. But at this rate, just how many more months would he have to keep working?
It was only today that the alien truly realized. The hundred billion won that Imabari had handed over was an amount even Hunters found hard to take lightly.
"I'm screwed."
There are rumors going around that so countries collapsed due to the inflation caused by modern hunters. Where on earth did the true power of those superhumans go?
"At this rate... my als tomorrow and the day after are going to be nothing but rice and kimchi."
It seed that the ti had co to aim for the big catches, rather than diligently hunting and selling each monster like a livestock farr. Kim Giryeo, estimating the scale of inco he needed to earn, imdiately thought of a get-rich-quick approach. Surprisingly, the plan that this magician had in mind wasn't bad or misguided at all. The gates were like a fishing spot full of bait; if he could make good use of the artifacts, a life-changing turnaround wasn't impossible.
I heard that as research on monsters has progressed, the value of their blood and flesh has dropped a lot. Still, magic tools with special effects retain high value..."
Phew.
Kim Giryeo adjusted his body into a comfortable position. He draped his arms over the sofa's armrests, and rested his neck roughly against the higher part of the furniture nearby.
"Ah~ I wonder if a group of golems would just drop down sowhere."
As he continued his thoughts in a relaxed posture, a sudden feeling of frustration welled up.
It must have been a few months ago—he didn't rember the details clearly. But around the ti of the [Thornbush Forest] incident, dostic golems had definitely been abundant.
"If you completely subrge a three-story dungeon, you imdiately risk iron loss. But old-fashioned golems have predictable shutdown thods, so you can hunt without wasting a single bit of mana—even while taking a stroll."
True to the soul of a creature that had once been a marine animal in a past life, he wanted to take life easy and reap rewards without effort. But as expected, the saying "where there's intelligence, heaven helps" wasn't just empty words in this world. While pondering how to make a lot of money, the alien soon ca across an article like this.
["Steampunk" the park turns into a nightmare reality: multiple nests of steam-emitting golems appear in a French city"]
Of course, the French incident itself didn't bring him any benefit.
"What? It was an overseas situation."
After all, it wouldn't change anything even if an individual complained. Then again, you couldn't just let ard foreign superhumans in recklessly to handle dostic disasters.
"What a waste."
Even though Kim Giryeo possessed the imnse power of an SS-rank, he couldn't act recklessly. The mountains where he, as a hunter, could operate were limited to places like Gwanggyosan, Geomdansan, and Surisan—basically the entirety of South Korea.
"No, of course. I don't really have any complaints about Korean food."
This country is great in many ways, but from an alien's perspective, the land does feel a bit cramped.
"Due to the limited area, the options are certainly narrower compared to a country like the United States."
Kim Giryeo was confident that, given the right opportunity, he could be dispatched abroad at any ti.
"I hope a pricey dungeon pops up sowhere that no one can clear without this archmage..."
But just 24 hours later, that very "opportunity" finally ca to him as well.
***
[Seonhan Daily]
[Page 1]
[SOS Request From Abroad... Which Hunter Can Solve The Impenetrable Labyrinth?]
The next morning. Once again, the debtor, who had woken up early to repay his debts, habitually turned on his phone.
"Huh?"
But on the front page of the Seonhan Daily, which he had bookmarked with the advanced technology of "favorites," he discovered a report like this.
"Wait a minute. At this rate, all that praying I did yesterday was completely wasted."
Finally, a rare overseas dungeon worthy of his intervention had appeared.
"Of course, being an Alphaurin soul, it's fair to call it trash."
The alien scanned the article in front of him more closely. To summarize the overview, an EX-rank gate, unlike any seen before, had appeared in a country called Turkey...
"Well, EX-ranks are generally tricky. They're weak, but they require so decoding ability."
But apparently, the damage caused by this EX-rank was already no small matter. A few B-ranks, and even more so the E-ranks who were closer to ordinary non-awakened people—well, those could be expected.
"Are they saying even an S-rank hunter couldn't clear this dungeon and is now missing?"
He moved his finger to scroll further down the screen. And then, these ca into view.
[Feature:
The Dungeon That Creates Happiness — Are They a Blessing or a Curse?
A certain dungeon that appeared on a road in Turkey has yet to produce a single survivor.
Even ht Erdogan (10), a student who attended school nearby, went missing in connection with the gate, yet the authorities still have no concrete solution to the situation.
What was even more bewildering at such a ti was the fact that this dungeon might actually be beneficial to humans.
Before proceeding with a full-scale response, the Turkey Gate Authority began gathering information using trained guard dogs.
By attaching radios to the animals and sending them into the dungeon, it was possible to receive normal transmissions for a few seconds, even in a space with no way back out.
And through this process, it was revealed that inside the dungeon, the original owner of a police dog who had died three years ago was discovered...
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Based on the analysis of the received audio, experts predict that the dungeon shows an illusion of one's "happiest day."]
The explanation had been long, but the true nature of the EX-rank in question was simple.
"So Gisimche with a truly peculiar taste has caused this incident."
In the archmage's own words from earlier, it seed that what had appeared in Turkey was roughly a Gisimche with a severe case of "picky eating."
[BREAKING NEWS: Additional casualties have been confird at Turkey's Happiness Gate (tentative na), including three top-tier treasure hunters... The strategy and escape thod for the space remain a complete mystery.]
It was a rather tragic matter. The monster that had wished for humanity's happiness was now, paradoxically, the one threatening the lives of the greatest number of powerful individuals.
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