I Was A Porter

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“No. ”

Even so, I turned my head as if I didn't want to see Seung-ho's face. Mother's back was covered with resolutions.

“Mother, we can make it really safe. Just trust me once. What?”

Seung-ho tried to persuade her gently, but her gaze turned to Seung-ho's words and she could never be broken.

“No, you bastard. This mother doesn't have to die until she closes her eyes. No, you can't die! ”

Ever since Seung-ho told me that he had something to say, the anxiety that permeated one side of his heart changed into the fear that he would lose his son again because he said he would hunt.

After 20 years of persistent persuasion, my father also survived beyond the gate, and he ate a lot of horseshoes, so he even listened to his son saying that the low-grade gate was relaxed enough.

However, she never listened to Seung-ho.

“Mother, just look at the grade remeasurement results...”

“I don't know about that!! No, no!! ”

The evil face of the whale made Mother's face gloomy.

After taking out more stories, Seung-ho decided to retreat, thinking that she might collapse.

“Yes, I understand. ”

“How did you, how did you get back... Why! What the hell! I'm trying to get back to that vicious place! ”

When I saw her beating her heart with tears, my heart ached.

I held her in my arms, calmed her down, and took her to the room.

I had no choice but to lie tomorrow and then go to the association and re-measure it and show the results.

And I was troubled for a moment because I thought it would not be enough to persuade my mother just by the re-measurement value.

Ethnicity passed through my mind. As soon as the readings came out, I asked the ethnicity to write a story, and I called the ethnicity by coming out to the living room.

She answered the phone as if she was waiting to touch her phone.

“Minjong, I wonder...”

“Seung-ho, help me! Here, we're almost out the gate! ”

The nation's voice echoes urgently across the phone.

Beyond the voice of the race, the screams of the people blend together.

“Where are you?”

“Sungsung University!! ”

As soon as I told you where I was, I could only hear race or rush past the speakers.

“Father! I'll go check on the natives. ”

Seung-ho hung up his phone and lightly said to his father who was watching the TV with a confused look on his face before entering his room.

“Sounds a little noisy. Have you been drinking? ”

“Oh, yes. Let's have a drink together. I'll be back in a minute. ”

I think you heard the sound of the nation screaming loudly.

Fortunately, there is an excuse for misunderstanding that you did not hear the contents of the phone call correctly.

“Don't be too late, I'm worried about your mother. ”

“A lot of them won't be late. ”

* * *

Gate out.

The timing of gate occurrence and occurrence according to gate gauge figures varied by tens of thousands of steps, but the occurrence was determined.

It was generally known at times to fail to remove a gate master or destroy a gate nucleus for a period of time in proportion to its numerical value, but there was one more fact.

Occurs when the grade measurements of hunters who have died inside the gate surpass the initial gate gauge, although in very specific cases.

The problem was that when the gate was out, the monster multiplied and had to be stopped at least by destroying the gate nucleus before the gate was out.

A Grade 10 gate with a gauge value of 0 had no monsters inside, and was a gate that could be collected, mining, etc. according to the gate type until the gate exit occurred.

The gate is low and disappearing quickly, so I had to finish as quickly as possible before I could salvage anything by my luck.

A 9-level gate with a gate value of 0 to 500 and a minimum recommendation of 500 that is the maximum number for lowest monsters to appear was a Class D Hunter party, and a Class C Hunter recommended 3 or more.

Gates ranged from 500 to 1700 and were mostly lower level monster gates, but were one of the most common sections of the horse where Hunter's death occurred because very occasionally, the lowest level was enormous, or rarely, only one lower middle class monster guarded the gate.

Close to maximum, the minimum recommendation was a Class C party or a Class B 4 party; however, parties of Class C did not overcome the burden of emerging mid-level monsters, often surpassing the minimum recommendation.

At the gate that occurred inside Sungseong University at the time when the land spiders started to spill, there was a liver fence that controlled the entrance, and there were five people inside.

The majority looked like cosplay of medieval knights, but none of the passers-by looked ridiculed.

“The figures confirmed 1670, as I heard from the association. The four of us are 1650. What's the readings, Mr. Porter? ”

“87.”

The man with the biggest kite shield on his back answered the question, and the man who was dangling various survival supplies answered.

“You're about a D average. Myung-hoon, we're tall. If they're all dead, isn't that gate out? ”

“Hey, less than a 0.1% chance of getting out of the middle class. And when you get out, you just jump right out. Class B, four of us, and that guy over there is totally relaxed. ”

I was somewhat anxious, but I fixed the weapon I was holding because I thought I could escape if I could, even the middle class.

A man called Myeonghun leans forward with a kite shield that is only his torso on his back.

First, Myung Hun enters beyond the gate and then enters the gate in an orderly fashion.

And finally, all the porters carrying various survival supplies were hidden beyond the gate.

The gate was fielded.

The first light that entered the gate shifted over the kite shield and peered off the faint sunlight shining through the crevices of the middle tree, looking at the serene forest with a glance while maintaining tension for a long time.

Then I slowly took a step forward and started coming out through the gate, one by one, without overlapping with the back.

You are on guard in one direction, as if you had promised. Finally, the porter leaves the gate and begins to move slowly.

Korea was at sunset, but the leaves of the tree had a glorious morning dew as if they had just risen from the east beyond the gate.

The group begins to move slowly to one side, keeping the tension on. In about ten minutes, Myeonghun taps the Kite Shield and gathers his gaze.

He turned to Myeong Hun and pointed his finger to one side. Following his fingertips, he looks away and sees a monster shining his back against a huge tree that appears to be between the dense wooden crevices.

“Ugh... I know that... Let's go back. Glad we found him first. ”

Everyone's gaze focused on the man, pretending to be the smallest of the group, but only one man with a broken forearm knows it as a frightening voice.

“What? You know that? ”

“Nicknames are more famous than monster names. Dumplings”

When the man answered Myeonghun's question, everyone's expression changed sharply.

“... Let's go back."

Dumplings.

The official name is Periodgorilla, with an average height of 3.5m. The monster alone appears in the 8th grade gate as a herd above the 6th grade gate.

Not dumplings for the body, but dumplings because there are over 10,000 people's heads eaten by him.

It is said to be the smartest of the middle-class monsters, blocking their retreat and slowly hunting them down if they are found first.

Luckily, the group doesn't have to eat their heads because they haven't found the group. Everyone lowers their heads slowly to the gate.

Maybe he killed the sound so he wouldn't be spotted and moved on, but the year of the rising sun started climbing, and as he approached the third ridge, he arrived near the gate.

The foreigner leaning against the tree next to the gate notices Myung-hoon, who was leaning on the front of the gate, and leaning on his body when he found the gate.

I thought I was crazy, but when I saw the knife I threw on the floor, I realized I was a hunter.

“Get out! Gigantgorillas are here. ”

Myeong-hoon whispered in a low voice as he approached, but the foreigner stood up with a smile and a knife.

“That's good, that's good. ”

The foreigner said that I thought this guy was crazy and was about to leave the gate behind.

As soon as Myung Hun passed by the man, the man threw the knife behind him, pulled it out, and cut off his unresponsive head.

Myung Hun's head rises into the air, but his body falls two more steps forward.

The four who followed paused at the unbelievable sight in front of their eyes, but each of them quickly took a firm grip on his weapon as he regained his senses.

The man slits his throat, but lightly repairs the blade, leaving no trace of blood, and digs into the four men holding the weapon.

An overwhelming power difference, rather than a surprise advantage. Fluid movements do not allow the opposing Pokémon to even touch their swords, and they dig a crevice more flexibly than a swinging black snake.

It didn't take me more than thirty seconds to deal with Myung Hun's friends, and I quickly approached the porter who was trying to run away, scared and stabbed him in the back.

“This is why we can't let the porters do their job. ”

Gigantgorillas, who saw the struggle on their own turf, rush furiously through the dense woods as if they were talking to a wobbly porter on their feet.

The man draws a knife to his back and wipes the grass around him with blood.

He grabbed a spear and threw it lightly towards the porter who was still alive and wriggling.

Unlike a light gesture, the spear pierces through the man's neck and plunges him to the ground. The porter trembles once and then saves him.

At that moment, conditions were met and gate outages began to occur.

As he swings his arms, he senses an anomaly in the Period Gorilla, senses something has changed in this confined space, and pauses for a moment.

With such a gigantic gorilla behind him, the man picks up his knife, sticks it in, and returns to Earth beyond the gate.

The man who came back through the gate to Earth decided to lift his arms and look at the clock and meet a whirlwind that would soon pass by.

Leaving behind a gate bearing signs of a gate exit.