The place Ryu Min was at a little while ago was a PC room.
It was none other than joining the Plseba Cafe.
'Not in my name, but in Hwang Yong-min's name.'
Because real name authentication is not required in cafes, it was easy to steal names.
'A new person impersonating the Black Scythe has appeared, so even Plseba executives can't just sit back and watch.'
Ryu Min planned to use Hwang Yong-min to bring out the Plseva executives.
That was the reason why the nickname was written in black scythe.
'They must be sensitive because the executives died in the last round. If you apply with the nickname Black Scythe, you will definitely get attention.'
Does it just get attention?
They will use the interview as an excuse to check again whether the black scythe is correct.
'They'll probably try to go home first.'
So, when I signed up, I also wrote down Hwang Yong-min's home address.
I even wrote down the villa's street number and lake so that I could find the right place.
'I didn't know Hwang Yong-min had moved like me.'
The villa where Hwang Yong-min lives now is not where he lived before.
I know this well because I was called to my house because I was being harassed by that guy.
'It looks like it was recently prepared to become independent from the family.'
I clicked my tongue because I knew where he got the money.
'Wherever you go, it's in the palm of my hand.'
Anyone with tracking skills can find out the location.
In this respect, the player is very convenient.
To some extent, it is understandable that Plseba executives live with a sense of being the chosen people.
'But their ways are wrong.'
They make them participate in murder as a condition of membership, ostracize ordinary people, use them as slaves, etc.
The atrocities they will commit to become masters of society will continue to be countless.
'Such a move polarizes the relationship between the general public and players and ultimately leads to destruction.'
That's why I couldn't just sit there like this.
We must kill the executives who can be said to be the culprits of Plseva and destroy their power.
'No, it would be better to use it rather than destroy it. Because it would be a waste to abandon the force called Plsheba.'
It may be small now, but in the future, Plseba will grow into a large-scale power.
More than 30% of players in Korea have joined Playseva.
'Although they are no different from terrorists, they are by far the best force among the players' organizations.'
Rather than destroying such an organization, it is better to find a way to utilize it.
Of course, Ryumin already had a plan in mind.
'That's also a very easy way.'
It was to take over the position of leader that had already been created.
'So to speak, I take the chairman's position.'
No matter how strong Ryumin is, it is difficult to control numerous players with strength alone.
A systematic organization that can rally and manage players is needed.
But now there is not enough time to create such an organization.
'But what if you take the position that has already been created?'
Not only can you save time, but you can easily control a large number of players.
The position of president of Plseba was such a position.
'[Chairman], that guy is no big deal. The place he created is important.'
This was the reason Ryumin approached Plseva.
To bring down the executives on the ground and take over the position of absolute power as chairman.
In the process, Hwang Yong-min is just a bait to call them out.
'Now it's time to let him go.'
Ryumin grinned and took a step forward.
It was in the direction of Hwang Yong-min's villa.
* * *
After 4 rounds of hell.
Many players woke up to murder.
There was no hesitation in killing ordinary people, and the player's rampage became more severe.
In a way, it was a natural procedure.
It's only difficult once, but you get used to it.
Hwang Yong-min was like that too.
I was getting used to my current crappy life.
rattle-
Hwang Yong-min entered the lottery room and approached the counter.
The owner, who was reading the newspaper, looked up and said,
"If you're looking for something… … ."
The moment the owner saw the guest, he was speechless.
Because he was wearing a mask like a bank robber.
Tuk-
Hwang Yong-min, who suddenly threw the bag, lowered his voice and said.
"Put all the cash you have here. "If you don't want to be left behind."
"… … ."
When the owner remained still, as if embarrassed, Hwang Yong-min slammed his fist on the counter.
bang-!
Even though it was a simple punch, it cracked as if it had been hit with a hammer.
"Fuck, what are you mumbling about? "Do you think I'm joking?"
'Uh, player?'
Only then did the owner recognize that the opponent was a player.
There is no way such incredible strength could come from a human body.
Only players can do this.
At that moment, the newspaper article I had read just a moment ago flashed through my mind.
[The convenience store owner died after being hit by a blunt object while resisting the player to avoid having his safe stolen.]Resisting the player is foolish.
Especially in Korea, where gun ownership is illegal.
"What are you doing? Why don't you put it in quickly? "Do you really want to go after it?"
"I'll put it in now!"
The owner hurriedly picked up the cash in the POS machine and held out the bag.
"here… … ."
"Is this all you have?"
"Bo, business is not going well these days because the issuance of lottery tickets has been stopped. As you can see, it sells various things like a convenience store, but sales are... … ."
"Who asked that? You know there's a safe inside, right? Go quickly and get it all out. Aren't you going? "Aren't you going?"
"Go, go!"
When he raised his fist and threatened, the owner took the money from the safe.
After doing a rough calculation, I think I got 10 million won.
"This is enough."
Satisfied, Hwang Yong-min turned his head to leave.
"Fuck it, just report it just in case. "I'm going to break the detention center, run out, and kill you."
"… … ."
The owner, who was fully ready to report it, just swallowed.
I don't know his face anyway because of the mask.
Hwang Yong-min came out and hurried into the alley, fearing that no one would see him.
"Puh-ha."
After taking off the mask, I checked the inside of the bag.
It makes me smile.
"Hehe, today's results are good. "At this rate, I can easily survive for a month."
You can survive in reality, but what about the other world?
Can you survive the next round right now?
Perhaps because of those thoughts, a shadow appeared on my face.
'Fuck… … 'If only there wasn't this damn penalty.'
Due to the permanent stat-lowering penalty, not only the growth rate but also motivation decreased.
'I managed to catch 300 orcs this time, but I wonder if I can survive the next round... … .'
The more I think about it, the more I sigh.
"Fuck, this is all because of that bastard with the black scythe."
I lost a friend because of the black scythe.
Stats went down because of the black scythe.
The black scythe put me in a position of robbery.
"It's all because of that bastard!"
The man who shouted in the alley ran away to see if anyone would see him.
He pretended to be strong when he broke the detention center to the owner of the lottery room, but when he was caught by the police, it became annoying.
'Black scythe, bastard. If I meet you in real life, I'll give you a very angry look.'
He returned home, scolding the culprit who had made him like this.
Tiririk- Bang!
When I opened the shabby front door, I found myself in a narrow studio apartment.
Surprisingly, it is his own house where he receives a monthly rent of 50 won.
"Still, it's good to be independent. "You don't have to listen to her parents nagging her."
The parents quit as soon as the fourth round ended.
The money was raised through robbery, just like now.
Originally, I dreamed of becoming a gangster and living in a dorm with that family... … .
'The world is in such chaos, what kind of gangster is this?'
Everything got so annoying that I gave up on being a gangster and living in a studio apartment like this.
'If you make money through robbery like you do now, that's enough.'
It is a life that is not rich, but it is still not lacking.
Tuk-
After throwing the cash bag around carelessly, I went in to wash up.
It's normal to feel refreshed, but Hwang Yong-min's expression wasn't good.
"Whoa, how long do I have to live like this?"
A lot has happened in the past four months.
He fought to the death with numerous monsters, including goblins, gnolls, orcs, and survived.
I also had my limbs cut off by a monster called the Black Scythe.
He also killed his role model, Cho Joong-sik, by stabbing him in the back.
He also killed his close friends with his own hands.
To make money, he started committing robbery, which is not even a gang.
A truly miserable life.
"Black scythe… … If only I hadn't met that bastard... … ."
If we hadn't been penalized, it wouldn't have been so desperate.
At least you will have the will to live.
"under… … ."
It was empty.
A sense of self-destruction also came over me.
All you can do in one room is wait for the next round.
I have to worry about whether I can survive or not.
"ah."
Suddenly, I felt like the time I was spending was a waste.
'Fuck it, this is not the time.'
I might die in the next round right away.
I can't waste precious time.
'You have to make the most of the remaining time. 'Doing everything I want to do.'
I've probably killed people in this world, I've probably even robbed people, there's nothing to be afraid of.
'What should I do? Should I try to rape a woman passing by?'
It's a ruined life anyway.
The world is also showing signs of destruction.
There is no need to think about the future.
'ah! Come to think of it, aren't all people my age a player?'
You should not look down on a woman because she is a woman.
Gender was meaningless when it came to stats.
Moreover, the humans who are currently alive are all players who have gone through 4 or 5 rounds of hell.
It can never be easy.
'I can't help it. 'I have no choice but to aim for an older woman.'
If you lower the hurdle to over 30 years old, you can easily suppress them.
The problem is that it is difficult to find ordinary people outside these days.
'Still, I have to look for it. 'Your wish was to be with a pretty girl, right?'
Maybe there is an ordinary person who looks like Seo A-rin walking around.
I hummed, put on my coat and prepared to go out.
If I was going to waste my money, I was thinking of going to a room salon.
I wanted to go and spend money like I was in a movie, with women on both sides of me.
'If it's not enough, just rob the store again.'
With that in mind, I suddenly opened the front door.
Hwang Yong-min flinched and was surprised.
Because there was a strange man standing in front of the door.
"Oh, surprise me. what? you?"
"Are you Mr. Hwang Yong-min?"
"… … ."
At that moment, Hwang Yong-min glared with wary eyes.
The bronze-skinned man laughed at that reaction.
"Looking at the reaction, it seems to be correct."
"What are you… … ? "Are you a police officer?"
"police? Hahaha! Have you committed any sin? "Let's talk inside first."
As he was trying to sneak in, Hwang Yong-min pushed his body to block him.
"Where does this bastard come in as he pleases? "Who are you?"
"Ah, the introduction is late. My name is Lost Yak, Plseva's interviewer. "You applied for membership this morning, right?"
"Is this guy here to sell drugs? "What kind of bullshit is this?"
"Aren't you Black Scythe?"
"Black scythe? I?"
At the absurd reaction, Lost Yak realized something was wrong.
"I will ask you again. "Aren't you Black Scythe?"
"I am a black scythe? are you kidding?"
"Didn't you apply to join Plseba?"
"What is Plseba?"
"ah."
Lost Yak sighed, thinking that he had made a mistake.
"Excuse me. "Okay then."
"What? "I'll tell you what's going on, fuck you."
"It looks like someone was playing with your personal information. "If you see that the name and home address are correct."
"So you stole my personal information? "What kind of bastard is this?"
"grow."
The two people's heads turned at the same time at the sound of a third person's voice.
In front of the hallway, a man wearing a white mask was standing with his gear on.
"Hwang Yong-min. "I stole your name."
"what? "That crazy bastard."
It was natural for Hwang Yong-min to react in bewilderment.
Suddenly, a crazy man wearing a mask appeared and claimed to have stolen it.
"You sold my personal information? Fuck, do you know me?"
"know."
"Who are you?"
"Who am I?"
Instead of answering, Ryumin took out the Death Scythe from his inventory.
Lost Yak and Hwang Yong-min, who were watching, half-opened their mouths at the huge scythe.
"Do you think this is the answer?"