NOVEL NEXT Chapter 7 - Selling Weapons
Hye-jin decided to properly talk with Han-wol again and went to the meeting place.
“Vigilante Office, Vigilante Office… Ah, is this it?”
The place where Hye-jin stopped was the largest building in the center of the village.
The wide walls surrounding the building behind it looked like seeing Gyeongbokgung Palace in Seoul.
Of course, it was much smaller.
She arrived at the place mentioned in Han-wol’s text message, but Han-wol was nowhere to be seen.
While she was wondering what to do, a stranger approached and addressed her.
“Are you Master Han-wol’s elder sister?”
“Master Han-wol? Are you talking about Lee Han-wol? He is my brother, but…”
“Then I’m right. Please follow me this way.”
“Huh? What?”
A vigilante member who suddenly appeared began guiding Hye-jin at his discretion.
Hye-jin didn’t understand what was happening, but it didn’t feel dangerous, so she decided to follow.
When they passed through the side door of the office and arrived at the spacious backyard.
A feast was already in full swing.
“Thanks to Master Han-wol, we’re eating until our stomachs burst!”
“I heard he killed three thousand in just one day. What’s his secret?”
“Oh, your cup is empty. Have another drink.”
“Yes. You have one too.”
[Seoul Village West Vigilante members trust you more.]
[The Vigilante Captain shows interest in you.]
“Han-wol, thanks to you, we’ve benefited greatly!
We’ve had quite a few people getting injured by those pig bastards lately.”
“I’m glad I could help.”
“Of course you helped tremendously.
And you’re even feeding us meat dishes, I don’t know how to repay you.
Thank you, truly thank you.”
“I unknowingly took your job, so this much is only natural.
And how could we have this delicious alcohol without meat?”
“Hahaha! You really have a way with words!”
[Seoul Village West Vigilante Captain begins to trust you.]
[You can now freely enter and exit Seoul Village West Vigilante Office.]
“Well… this is a small token of appreciation.”
“Oh my, you didn’t have to.”
“Nonsense! Take it when I’m giving it. Consider it a request for your continued assistance.
Originally, our vigilante corps gives rewards based on the number of white pigs eliminated.”
[You received 100 Gold from Seoul Village West Vigilante Captain.]
‘100 Gold is about 10 million won.’
As Han-wol was about to put the jingling coins into his inventory, he spotted a familiar face.
Han-wol approached Hye-jin with a welcoming expression.
“If you’re here, you should say something. What are you doing standing there? Your jaw might drop.”
Han-wol offered Hye-jin a plate full of meat.
Hye-jin took it in a daze and put a piece of meat in her mouth.
The crispy exterior and juicy interior that burst in her mouth brought her back to her senses.
“What exactly is going on here!?”
Hye-jin asked a question loaded with various meanings.
She seemed unable to comprehend Han-wol suddenly receiving money, being praised by everyone around, or the entire situation itself.
“It’s a long story…”
Han-wol explained to Hye-jin the reason he had been holed up in his room for the past two weeks, along with what happened today.
He also didn’t forget to mix in some fiction to make the story coherent.
Of course, he didn’t reveal that he was a regressor.
At first, Hye-jin found it hard to believe.
But seeing the scene unfolding before her eyes and the magic handgun Han-wol produced, she had no choice but to accept it.
When the conversation had progressed enough for Hye-jin to calm down sufficiently.
The feast was approaching its end, and the sound of grilling meat was gradually fading, leaving only the noisy chatter.
Han-wol broke the silence amidst the commotion and said to Hye-jin:
“I will definitely cure Seol-ha’s disease.”
“………”
Hye-jin could neither deny nor affirm Han-wol’s words.
Seol-ha’s disease had already been determined incurable by numerous doctors.
Han-wol alone couldn’t possibly overturn that.
That should certainly be the case.
Yet the image of Han-wol in Hye-jin’s eyes was filled with unwavering certainty.
“Yes.”
In the end, Hye-jin found herself nodding unconsciously.
Somehow believing that if it were Han-wol, he might really be able to do it.
x x x
Having a grand feast last night didn’t make tomorrow a holiday.
Cousin Hye-jin left for work looking hungover, and Han-wol sent her off before secluding himself in his room again.
Han-wol resumed what he had been doing.
He took out five magic stones from his inventory.
Instead of immediately using his skill, Han-wol closed his eyes with the magic stones in his hand.
He visualized everything about the material in his mind—its composition, structure, bonding method, geometric shape, and all aspects of the component.
[Using skill ‘Material Conversion’.]
[Efficiency increased due to advanced casting without incantation.]
Following the system’s guidance, he channeled magic power into the magic stones, and when he opened his eyes, handgun materials were in his hand.
“That makes 56.”
He repeated the above process countless times.
When his magic power ran out, he would lie down briefly to rest, and when it recovered, he would sit back at the desk and continue working.
“Finally, the 500th.”
Of course, he didn’t intend to stop here.
Han-wol’s goal wasn’t just simple materials but finished products.
Han-wol closed his eyes and concentrated his mind, just as when using Material Conversion.
[Using skill ‘Magic Handgun Modification and Creation’.]
All of Han-wol’s actions received the system’s automation adjustment, instantly combining materials.
Once a magic handgun was created, he would take out more materials and repeat the process.
Han-wol’s system log began to fill with the following phrases:
[Magic][Magic][Magic][Normal][Failure][Rare][Magic][Magic][Normal][Rare][Magic][Normal][Normal][Magic][Failure][Magic][Normal][Magic][Magic][Rare][Magic]…
When tired, he would rest, and when his magic power recovered, he would get up and combine again.
After repeating this work hundreds of times.
[Magic][Normal][Rare]…[Unique!]
[Successfully created a 2-Star S-Rank Unique Weapon!]
[Name: White Tusk Handgun]
[Type: Magic Handgun]
[Rarity: Unique]
[Weapon Level: 2-Star S-Rank]
[Equip Requirement: 1-Star (2-1) or higher, usable by all professions]
[Description: Theory Master’s second masterpiece.
Though still just a 2-Star weapon, the technology used is unrivaled.
A processed white pig tusk is attached to the muzzle.
Therefore, it has a blade and can also be used in close combat.]
[Special Design: Due to advanced design, the required equip level is reduced by 1-Star.]
[※However, requires magic bullets when used.]
Next, Han-wol began modifying the first Unique handgun he had created.
The modification was quickly completed, creating an identical handgun to the one he just made.
Han-wol put the two Unique magic handguns into his inventory and looked around.
Approximately 500 magic handguns were scattered everywhere.
They were all 2-Star magic handguns with Normal, Magic, and Rare rarities.
But like Han-wol’s Unique handguns, they had special effects that allowed even 1-Star players to use them without issues.
“How am I going to handle all these?”
Of course, he plans to sell them.
x x x
Han-wol went to the entrance of the Pig’s Den.
“Oh my, if it isn’t Master.”
The Pig’s Den gatekeeper warmly welcomed Han-wol.
When Han-wol said it was embarrassing and asked him to speak casually, the gatekeeper insisted on continuing with honorifics, saying that it was proper etiquette to treat a great person respectfully.
“So what brings you here today? Are you here to hunt those white pigs again?”
“Something similar, but the subject is a bit different this time.”
“What do you mean by that?”
“This time, why don’t you try hunting them.”
“Pardon?”
Through this turn of events, Han-wol was now watching the vigilante members hunt pigs.
“Hyaah!” “Hiyaah!” “Haah!”
The sight of vigilante members hunting white pigs didn’t deviate much from Han-wol’s expectations.
They held blunt spears and several of them pressured a single pig.
Focusing more on evasion than attack, they were careful not to fall victim to the white pig’s giant tusks.
After a fierce battle lasting over ten minutes, the vigilante members finally managed to kill one white pig.
Han-wol approached them and asked:
“Do all players hunt like this too?”
“Play-er? Oh, you mean foreigners? They’re not much different from us.
Of course, groups accompanied by shamans or Taoists hunt much more efficiently.”
“What if multiple pigs come at once?”
“We either push back with greater numbers or split the herd. Otherwise, running away is the answer.”
“How is experience distributed when hunting in groups?”
“Naturally, it’s shared fairly according to nature’s will.
Those who contribute more receive more experience points.”
Han-wol pondered the vigilante member’s words.