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chapter 10
“When my mom threw up, you know what came pouring out? Huge seeds! All this time, because of those quack bastards, we kept using useless medicine for nothing!”
She excitedly rattled off the situation in an animated voice.
Having struggled with it for so long, her joy was all the greater.
It had been quite a long time since Artsvel had smiled like that.
-So she could smile?
-Thought NPCs didn’t have that setting;
-That’s because you guys threw her in prison;
-LMAO what a stance reversal.
The chat grew noisy at the sight they were seeing for the first time.
Without resolving that problem, they would never have seen her smile.
That much was obvious.
“Ah, I’ve talked too much.”
Artsvel, who had been talking energetically, scratched her cheek and reined herself in.
The happiness still showed clearly on her face.
“My mom and I both survived thanks to you. It’s not much, but please take this.”
She picked up a pouch and handed it over.
At the same time, an alert sounded and a series of messages appeared.
Ding—
[Quest completed.]
[As this is the first clear, rewards have been adjusted to the maximum.]
[2,000 gold → increased to 4,000 gold.]
[Artsvel’s Fireball Spellbook (Rank 1 – Heroic) → upgraded to (Rank 1 – Unique).]
[Stat points 3 → increased to 5.]
[Experience 500 → increased to 700.]
[You have gained 5 levels.]
[5 stat points have been awarded.]
[Beginner Staff has been awarded.]
-Whoa.
-This is insane.
-Unique?
-Unique grade?!
-Shit, you never said anything about first clear.
-Can’t we kill Julio and redo it?
-No, how the hell do you even catch Bomb Slimes?
-Other than Black Dragon, nobody’s caught one yet. LOL
“Huh?”
“……?”
The phrase first clear was unexpected not only for Yeonwoo, but for Hanbit as well.
And on top of that, Unique grade.
“Take this too.”
At that moment, Artsvel suddenly pulled something else out.
In her hand was a rolled-up parchment.
Ding—
[Achievement: Artsvel’s First Savior has been completed.]
[As a reward, Artsvel’s Letter of Introduction has been awarded.]
[1 stat point has been awarded.]
A message popped up as the parchment was received.
It seemed there had been one more first-clear reward.
“What is this?”
“It’s a blacksmith’s letter of introduction. If you ever need weapons, go take a look. You should be fine.”
“…Ah.”
Checking the contents right away, Hanbit spotted the familiar name of a blacksmith.
He put the parchment away into his inventory.
“Thanks. I’ll use it well.”
“I’m the one who’s grateful. I’ll never forget this, so if you ever need help, come anytime.”
A note of gratitude slightly different from his past memories.
Seeing Artsvel’s smile made his feelings complicated.
Maybe because past memories kept overlapping.
“I’ll come again.”
Leaving those final words, Hanbit exited the shop.
Ding—
[TasteRespected has donated 50,000 won.]
[I wanted to see her angry…….]
“TasteRespected, 50,000 won! Thank you so much for the 50,000 won donation!”
Yeonwoo’s voice shot up at the sudden large donation.
Hanbit’s eyes widened slightly as well.
“Oh, thank you. That’s 25,000 won earned.”
-Fast math. LOL
-He looks happy, so cute.
-Black Dragon style 50:50 split.
-But Roper suggested the split first. LOL
An amount enough for fried chicken and a 1.5-liter cola.
There was no way his mood wouldn’t be good.
But it didn’t stop there.
[ArtsvelsSlave has donated 10,000 won.]
[Is this for real?;]
[ㅇㅇ has donated 50,000 won.]
[Rank 1 Unique is seriously unbelievable;]
[FlameCharisma has donated 100,000 won.]
[Fire really is the best.]
“100,000 won! 100,000 won! It’s really 100,000 won! FlameCharisma!”
“Whoa.”
At the changed scale, both Yeonwoo and Hanbit widened their eyes.
Even donations under 10,000 won were so numerous they were hard to read.
[Viewers: 8,170]
As soon as the quest was cleared, the viewer count skyrocketed.
Even if it was temporary, what mattered was right now.
“Thank you for the 10,000 and 50,000 won donations! And thank you so much to everyone sending 1,000 won too!”
“Th-thank you.”
Joining in the thanks, Hanbit felt a little flustered.
‘How much did we make just now?’
Just the ones he managed to read added up to 500,000 won.
After fees and such, he didn’t know the exact amount, but by simple math, 250,000 won would land in his pocket.
He couldn’t help but feel excited about how much it would be by the time the stream ended.
‘I should really put effort into this.’
Even though he’d joined half-heartedly, if this was the reality, things changed.
How big would the reaction be if he obtained a true hidden skill?
Just imagining it was entertaining.
‘…Was I always like this?’
That chain of thoughts drifted back toward self-reflection.
It wasn’t just about making money to give to his mother.
The viewers’ reactions themselves were simply funny.
Was he really suited for streaming?
“Hyung, Unique grade is insane! Hurry up and use the spellbook!”
At that moment, Yeonwoo rushed over and urged him urgently.
“Ah, right.”
Pulling out a red book from the pouch, Hanbit flipped open the cover.
A small hologram button floated above the book.
[Use? (Yes / No)]
Click—
Without hesitation, he tapped ‘Yes,’ and the hologram vanished.
Poof—!
At the same time, the book turned into smoke.
Before he knew it, ‘Fireball’ had been registered in his skill list.
“That’s ridiculously easy.”
-Ridiculously easy (Unique grade)
-First time clicking, huh?
-Guess there was no written/practical magic exam.
-Tell Artsvel to do it for you.
-She’d glare at you coldly?
-Even better.
Regardless of the chat, Hanbit’s feelings were complicated.
Compared to his initial light thoughts, he now felt slightly wronged.
The magic he had learned through so much hardship—
Could it really be used just by moving a finger?
“Hyung, how is it? Isn’t it fascinating?”
“Is that really all there is to it?”
“I thought it was super weird at first too. It’s like the usage just gets implanted into your head.”
“…That’s not happening, though?”
“What?”
At the mismatched conversation, the two looked at each other.
But inside Hanbit’s head, nothing had changed.
Even if he already knew everything, shouldn’t the game system still apply something?
‘…Could this be what an existing character means?’
The character creation screen surfaced in his mind.
He didn’t know about full-body scans or brainwaves, but there was a high chance the goddess was behind this.
Just like with the recommended skills, nothing would be strange anymore.
If anything, the fact that he himself had gone through fifty-five regressions, possessions, and reincarnations was stranger.
‘It’s been a long time.’
Including Fireball, most of the techniques from the other world were things Hanbit had already mastered.
His experiences and memories were still vivid.
Raising his hand, Hanbit focused.
“Fireball.”
Whoosh—!
With the incantation, a fire sphere formed and shot into the sky.
The level of completion was still lacking, but it was clearly usable.
“Whoa, that’s insane.”
-What did I just see?
-Is that size for real?
-That’s Rank 1?
-Fuck, give me one too.
Yeonwoo and the viewers couldn’t hide their amazement at the magic.
Ding—
Suddenly, an alert sounded and a message appeared.
Reading it, Hanbit’s eyes widened.
[Title: New effects of Record Keeper of 55 Times have been unlocked.]
‘Title?’
A word that brought a memory with it.
Titles were a system where you accumulated passive effects through collection.
In the character info window, it had clearly been marked as ‘None.’
Moving his hand quickly, Hanbit opened the title list.
[Record Keeper of 55 Times]
The experiences accumulated by the record keeper are unlocked.
1. Proficiency for all experienced skills accumulates at an extremely rapid rate. Performance is enhanced in proportion to the depth of experience.
2. Locked (Keyword: Spirit)
‘…They really went all out.’
There were no questions to ask about the content.
Fifty-five times.
The number of times he had gone through regression, possession, and reincarnation.
That number was always etched into Hanbit’s mind.
On top of that, the goddess’s words resurfaced clearly.
‘Everything you’ve accumulated will become a tremendous power.’
Back then, he’d taken it to mean something like valuable life experience.
That was as far as his imagination had gone.
‘…But this is what it meant.’
The locked entry listed as number two.
And the keyword ‘Spirit’ was an especially important concept to Hanbit.
If even this existed, then other elements were likely present as well.
“Haa.”
All kinds of questions arose, but there were no answers to give right now.
Thinking too much would only drag him into a mire.
In any case, it was a good thing that what he’d built up hadn’t gone to waste.
“Hyung?”
At that moment, Yeonwoo spoke.
He was alternating his gaze between the screen and Hanbit’s face.
“Why did you suddenly open the title list?”
“What do you mean why? I’m looking at the title.”
“There’s nothing there. What are you looking at?”
“…You can’t see it?”
“What can you see?”
-?
-He’s hallucinating already. ㅠㅠ
-This is why games are dangerous.
The completely mismatched questions and reactions.
Hanbit immediately realized that this title and its contents were visible only to him.
“Hyung, are you tired?”
“…No, I must’ve seen it wrong. Are titles hard to get?”
“It depends on the type, but some are really hard. Some have insanely good bonus effects too. You should always grab what you can.”
Yeonwoo emphasized its importance several times.
But it was obvious that Record Keeper of 55 Times didn’t fall into the category he meant.
Even with only one effect unlocked, it had already gone beyond common sense.
If others could see it, wouldn’t players be tearing their hair out trying to find it?
“Fireball.”
Whoosh—!
Casting the spell again, the fire sphere shot through the air.
Even if the sensation wasn’t perfect, there was no awkwardness in using it.
“Wow, but even if it’s Unique grade, isn’t this a bit much?”
At that moment, Yeonwoo, who had been staring at the magic intently, asked.
“A bit much?”
“Look at mine. Fireball.”
Whoosh—
As Yeonwoo recited the incantation, a tiny flame appeared.
Not even a proper fireball—just a crude lump slightly bigger than a fist.
Seeing the result, a dumbfounded voice escaped Hanbit’s mouth.
“Don’t mess with me. You’re calling that Fireball?”
