Chapter 2

Chapter 2: I Made 1 Billion Won

[Connecting to "Hunter Inventory."]

[Please choose a nickname.]

When I came to my senses, these messages were floating before me.

Hunter Inventory.

I'd heard about it before.

It wasn't some kind of subspace storage.

Apparently, it was a community that only Awakened Hunters could access.

"God."

[Nickname unavailable.]

Obviously.

"Tch."

If it had worked, I could've sold that nickname for at least a million won.

"DivineMan."

I chose it in the sense of a divine person.

Most people would probably interpret it as "newcomer," since the Korean words sounded similar.

Whatever.

[Nickname successfully created.]

[Connecting to Hunter Inventory.]

It actually worked.

Maybe duplicate nicknames were allowed.

[Entering Free Board.]

If I wanted to understand the atmosphere of Hunter Inventory, the Free Board was the first place I needed to study.

[Title: I Awakened an Ability That Shoots Water. Is It Good?]

[Nickname: WaterPuppy]

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People with fire abilities have crazy firepower, and summoning-types can even auto-hunt... I don't really know what's good about waterㅠㅠ The firepower doesn't seem that great either. It mostly seems useful for washing and drinking... It's A-rank, but maybe it's not that good?ㅠㅠ

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A-rank.

A dream rank everyone in the world would envy.

Of course, S-rank existed above it.

But S-rank Hunters were considered people genuinely chosen by heaven.

Maybe that was why most S-rank Hunters were said to be arrogant bastards.

Still, this guy called WaterPuppy wasn't much better.

"How dare you humblebrag?"

Today was the meaningful day when I'd Awakened as a Hunter and earned ten billion...

No.

The day I'd rescued Lady Shin Saimdang.

And the first thing I saw after entering Hunter Inventory was this shameless post?

What terrible luck.

Sure enough, the comments were already exploding.

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If you're A-rank, you can probably reach at least Floor 50. What kind of spoiled nonsense is this?

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This is definitely a humblebrag.

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Blocked.

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As a proud member of Hunter Inventory, I couldn't simply stand by and watch.

At that moment, I thought of a brilliant way to take revenge on WaterPuppy and soothe my comrades' wounded hearts.

With one hand, I opened the camera app on my smartphone.

With the other, I grabbed one bundle of 50,000-won bills.

Click!

Then I posted a reply under WaterPuppy's thread.

[Title: Wow, I'm So Jealous You're A-rankㅠㅠ]

[Nickname: DivineMan]

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I'm like E-rank? or somethingㅠㅠ My ability seems kinda weird tooㅠㅠ Maybe that's why I don't earn much... Today I only made this much hahaㅠㅠ

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(Photo attached: one bundle of one hundred 50,000-won bills)

WaterPuppy, since you're A-rank, you must earn way more than this, right? ^^* I'm sooo jealous~~~

[Post uploaded.]

"Why does it feel like years of indigestion just disappeared? Buuurp. Wow, I haven't even eaten anything, but I'm burping."

I was feeling hungry anyway.

Maybe I should visit the café in front of my house.

"Hehehe."


Somewhere in Seoul, Republic of Korea.

Lee Geonho.

A man in his early thirties and an A-rank Hunter.

He had recently Awakened as an A-rank Hunter and felt like he was flying through the sky.

Shaaaaa.

He turned off the shower and stood in front of the mirror, posing at what he believed was an irresistibly attractive angle.

"Geonho, why are you so amazing? You're handsome, you Awakened, and you're even A-rank. Huh? Answer me. Hahahaha!"

Immediately after Awakening, he'd quit his company job, taken out a loan, and rented a two-bedroom apartment in Seoul.

He was buried in debt because of it.

But that was fine.

He was an A-rank Hunter.

"Ahahaha! Look at that. Someone's already jealous of me."

After drying himself off and checking his smartphone, Lee Geonho's grin stretched from ear to ear.

Nothing boosts your self-esteem like bragging.

The post already had hundreds of views.

And malicious comments filled with envy and jealousy kept appearing one after another.

"Hah. Look at these bastards getting jealous."

There was even a reply.

[Reply uploaded.]

[Wow, I'm So Jealous You're A-rankㅠㅠ]

His shoulders naturally rose with pride.

He immediately opened the reply.

The grin that had nearly reached his ears slowly rotted away.

"This fucking bastard...!"

One hundred 50,000-won bills.

Five million won in cash!

And, whether intentionally or not, several identical bundles were barely visible in the corner of the picture.

His stomach boiled with anger.

Lee Geonho opened the comment section, intending to leave an insult.

But...

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You're incredible, hyung.

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What floor of the Tower are you on?

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Looks like you met a Golden Goblin or something. Congrats.

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Damn~

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Is it even possible for an E-rank to make 50 million won in one day?

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┗ You really don't know anything, huh? There are ways~

┗ It's possible if you work haaaaard enough. Like the comment above said, Golden Goblins exist too.

I'm buried in debt.

Some measly E-rank had apparently earned 50 million won overnight.

Even the users of Hunter Inventory, also called "HunVen," were being extremely friendly toward DivineMan.

Wait.

He typed a comment.

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Didn't you borrow money from some loan shark or something? Haha.

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Then someone replied.

┗ What loan shark lends someone 50 million won? LMAO.

Th-That's true too...

Absolute defeat.

His hands and feet trembled.

Clack, clack, clack, clack!

His upper and lower teeth repeatedly collided.

"Damn it!"

In a burst of rage, he threw his smartphone.

Smash!

Countless cracks spread across the screen like a spiderweb.

"Ah, shit! I bought that phone last week!"

Then he remembered it was tied to a two-year contract.

"Aaaaaaargh!"

What was that bastard's nickname again?

"DivineMan? Just you wait. I'll get revenge!"

Lee Geonho wasn't just hot-tempered.

He absolutely hated losing.


Home, my sweet home.

"Hmm-hmm-hmm."

On my way back home, I couldn't stop humming.

Just thinking about the one billion won waiting for me made my footsteps light.

Crash!

"Agh!"

I was walking too cheerfully and ended up falling over.

My cinnamon honey bread flew out of my hands.

My 4,800-won cinnamon honey bread!

I didn't even eat cinnamon honey bread very often.

That somehow made it feel even more wasteful.

"Ow, my knee."

I rubbed my knee to ease the pain and found my palm covered in blood.

I'd scraped my knee badly.

Blood was pouring out.

"Ah, damn... What a waste of cinnamon honey bread."

Instead of worrying about my injured body, the first thing that came to mind was the 4,800 won I'd wasted.

"..."

For a moment, I became depressed by how pathetic my situation was.

But then...

Wait. I'm not someone who needs to cry over losing 4,800 won anymore, am I?

I had one billion won.

Sure, that wasn't even enough to buy a proper house in Seoul.

But...

One room is enough for me.

Why would someone living alone need two or three rooms?

Who would clean them?

Me.

And cleaning was annoying.

I immediately remembered the garbage and dirty dishes piled up inside my studio apartment.

I went straight back to my building.

But then...

Bonk!

At the building entrance, I bumped heads with a balding middle-aged man.

Flash!

"Agh!"

The man's shiny scalp unleashed a Solar Flare that nearly blinded me.

"Damn it! Hey, brat! Watch where you're going!"

Seriously?

Were his own eyes just decorations?

But since I was younger, I had to endure it.

"Ah, yes. Sorry."

I tried to continue down the hall.

"Hey."

"Yes?"

"Come here."

"Why?"

The smell of alcohol poured from his body.

My expression naturally twisted.

"Why? What do you mean, why? You little punk, you're still wet behind the ears, yet you make that face while an adult's talking to you?!"

Smack!

"Ow!"

He slapped me across the ear.

My cheek and ear burned.

"Watch where you're walking."

"...Yes. Sorry."

Fucking bastard.

Now that I thought about it, this guy probably was the culprit who got drunk and screamed every night before dawn.

The voice matches.

I wanted to pull out what little hair he had left.

Anyway, after all that trouble, I finally returned home.

The mess immediately entered my vision.

Cleaning is such a pain.

I called a cleaning company.

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Hmm... The estimate will probably be around 800,000 won.

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"Eight hundred thousand won to clean a studio apartment?"

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Yes.

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The answer was firm.

His tone practically screamed, "Take it or leave it."

Let's think.

Even if I subtracted 800,000 won from one billion?

999.2 million won!

It barely made a difference.

More importantly, there was an absolutely essential reason I needed to hire cleaners.

Today, I earned one billion won in only fifteen minutes.

If I converted that into an hourly wage, it was four billion won per hour!

In other words, I was an extremely valuable individual whose time was worth four billion won an hour.

Looking around the apartment, it seemed like it would take about five hours to clean properly.

But if I clean it myself?

I'd sweat, so I'd need a proper bath afterward.

And if I calculated the opportunity cost too?

Altogether, I'd lose something like thirty billion won!

Lose thirty billion won just to save 800,000?

No idiot on Earth would do something that stupid.

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Hello? Sir? Are you hiring us or not?

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Then it happened.

Bang, bang, bang!

Someone knocked on my door.

Who was it?

"Just a moment. I'll call you back."

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Okay.

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I hung up and checked the intercom screen.

"Who is it?"

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Um... Please open the door. I'm begging you.

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That voice...

It's that bald guy from earlier.

For some reason, his manners had suddenly become extremely polite.

We only met ten minutes ago.

Had he become a new man already?

Impossible.

Click.

I opened the door.

The bald man was kneeling before me with his forehead nearly pressed against the floor.

What?

What was happening?

Had he genuinely repented?

"Bald mister? Why are you suddenly doing this?"

"P-Please. I'm begging you. Lend me just 100,000 won!"

"What?"

"One hundred thousand... No, just give me 50,000 won! I'll never forget this kindness for the rest of my life!"

He suddenly appeared and asked me to lend him 100,000 won.

But about ten meters away in the hallway, a scary-looking man was smoking a cigarette.

His face practically had the words "I am dangerous" written across it.

He was glaring sharply at the bald man.

Is he a loan shark?

Probably.

I'd seen plenty of loan sharks since I was young.

He had the exact same atmosphere.

But this bald guy really is something else.

First he asked me to "lend" it to him.

Then he immediately changed it to simply "give" it to him.

I could already see the future.

"Excuse me, mister. When are you paying back the money you borrowed?"

"What? When did I say I was borrowing it? I told you to give it to me! You're young and already deaf or something?"

It was crystal clear.

"Mister. Should I give you 50,000 won?"

"What? Really?"

"Yes. But clean my apartment in exchange."

The expressions of both men became strange.

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