The World of Masks

The strange sensation of jumping across the world passes and the body quickly regains control. Jack opens his eyes. The first thing I saw was a wall of rotting wood. The wall made of planks was stained with mold and never looked good, not only for aesthetics, but also for health. I looked up. You can see the decaying beam and the frozen wooden roof. Even though the roof seemed to collapse soon, it was fortunate not to prevent cold sunlight or cold snow, but to be caught up in the collapse and kill myself. The repairs seemed urgent. It never seemed like a human home to continue to smell queer somewhere. The modern vinyl house looked better.

'I can't help it. It's a medieval setting.'

This house was also a home for the poorest in the Middle Ages. I'm sure I've been living in a house like this. I gave up this house to myself and showed little sympathy to my family buried in the backyard.

Jack walks to the window. The glass was a house that could not even dream of life, so the window had a rectangular hole in the wall and a side door that could be opened and closed on the outside. I opened the window wide thinking I'd let it ventilate. You see the blue sea. The densely packed trees tell us that this is deep in the mountains.

"Huh?"

As I look out the window, I hear something rustling. Jack turns his head toward the sound. You see an animal that looks like a deer prowling around.

Bingo!

Jack leaves the house with a knife.

Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick. The little hay that was pulled out of the bed was splattered with dung, and a small campfire was created in an instant. Jack looks at the campfire with new eyes. I remembered how I was so freaked out that I was going to try this flint. Efforts have not been in vain, so they are now quite proficient, but at the beginning they have repeatedly failed greatly. It was the development of the elders.

You put a few more firewood in the campfire, raise the fire, and place it beside you, picking up a hunt you just hunted.

"Players are so easy at times like this. '

Hunts don't run away, so they can perform very differently than other hunters. This one also stared at himself quietly and ran for his life with a dagger.

Jack shrugs his skin with his clumsy hands. I have started the game a few times, but I still lack the skills to peel as skillfully as an expert. After peeling the hide, I split my stomach and poured out my entire intestine, I put a large wooden rod in a straight line from the mouth of the animal to the anus. As soon as the animal catches the stick, Jack sets up a pedestal near the campfire, laying it down, and then starts grilling the meat.

The smell of roasting meat flowed around. It was deep in the mountains, so the smelly predator or monster might come for you, but Jack doesn't think much of it. No matter how deep the mountain may be, it was only a predator because it was in the realm of the sacred neutral city of Blau. But Jack was already too strong to be a threat to the beast. In a way, the top predator of this mountain was Jack and himself.

Arriving using the wings of the transition from the Demon King's Dungeon was a field a short distance from the gates of the sacred neutral city of Bulau. Jack had already sold his house, so he didn't feel the need to go into the city, so he could find the hunter's house by chance while wandering around the mountains or listening. Afterwards, I ate, slept at the hunter's house, hunted, or went down to the city and spent some time watching.

The holy neutral city wasn't exactly a novice place for Jack to grow up in. There was also a sense of human-hunting that Jack was reluctant to start again because he had been so turned upside down before he left the city. In fact, the panic in the city has not subsided yet. However, as I had restarted the flower shop in reality, I could not move between cities for days. I was just killing time as a hobby until Alba, who could take care of the florist for me in reality, was hired. I have more days of just sleeping without playing games.

Jack searches the Juju Island bracelet. What Jack pulled out was a little jar of glass. Jack carefully dips the white powder in a glass jar and sprinkles it gently on the meat. It was salt.

The bracelet, presumably Politon's, showed a number of other seasonings, but all Jack could find was salt. However, the salt alone was able to adjust the liver to some extent. At least it was better than nothing.

Looking back at the free-ripening landscape, Jack lays his loot on the ground. There were a lot of expensive bracelets. The bracelet also contained items that Jack did not know well, even though the original owners proved to be high level. But what caught Jack's eye the most was two beads of life. This time I got quite a lot of life beads from the bodies that were dead in the dungeons and their baggage, and especially from the bracelets of Politon, there were a lot of life beads, but most of them were life beads with no other explanation. Not just the life sphere for beginners, but the life sphere that seems to be running among the NPCs in this game, and all the life spheres from the corpse were those spheres. There, the Orcs of Life, which seemed to have been used mainly by Politon and Miles, were also ordinary Ordinary Life Orbs with high ratings but no added abilities. But the two were different.

Advanced Bead of Life (Max HP Absorption Limit 64,741) Grywood

The Orb of Life that Centipede Lanpral of Beginner Village gave to a Silver. Invest Health into EXP to get up to double the Stat Points. The amount of stat points further distributed is based on the proportion of experience points invested in the beads of this life among the experience points that contributed to the level up. Upgraded from the Central Temple of the Holy Neutral City of Missina.

Intermediate Bead of Life (Max HP Absorption Limit 4,384) Nidelbad

The Orb of Life that Centipede Lanpral of Beginner Village gave to a Silver. Applies double XP when investing HP into Skill EXP. Upgraded to Intermediate level from the Central Temple of the Holy Neutral City of Nyrk.

They were the beads of life that Galik and Samantha had. As soon as Jack saw them, they were beads with unconscious whistling capabilities.

'That's why I have to be so strong.'

Even the life-force force invested in killing humans reminds me of Galik and Samantha, who literally smashed monsters around like chopsticks with a battle hammer that was difficult to lift. I'm sure you've spent quite a lot of time and effort growing your character, but you've certainly seen the virtues of the beads of life, just like yourself.

"You look amazing in this." '

I searched the bracelets of Politon, but all the beads of life I had were of high grade. With those beads of life, Galik grew into a high-level player with the next skill, so his efforts were worth living for.

'You've been searching for me.'

Being a human effort bubble was a moment.

After you put down the beads of life, you lift up the book, the loot from the dungeon. I unfolded the cover and handed it over one by one. The book, which shows traces of time in yellow paper, wriggled unrecognizable letters.

"Phew."

Tak.

Jack closes the book. Unfortunately, this book was not written in the common language, so I could not read it. The translation glasses inside the hijacked bracelet didn't work, either. If this was really a grimoire, I had to read this letter.

When I stopped by the city for a moment, I asked Jorba about how the player could learn how to get the grimoire he came across by chance. At that time, Jorba showed me one scroll with a very fresh smile and nothing written on it. From Jorba, there are two ways to convert a grimoire into a skill book. Asking the High Septon for help and buying an empty scroll to absorb the grimoire. However, the High Septon lives in the center of the sacred neutral city, so it is now a crowd. No, even if I could meet him right now, I couldn't show him the dark magic that the Demon King used. However, buying an empty scroll and absorbing the grimoire was a problem. To convert a grimoire into a skill book, you must at least know what the grimoire is, what magic it contains, etc. The least you can do is read the grimoire. But it was impossible for Jack to lose his intelligence at the moment. I had no choice but to buy a few empty scrolls in the future.

As the blazing campfire dies a little, Jack throws back the firewood he had stacked next to him. As the flame slowly subsided, a new prey was thrown out, it soon burned up again. The oil spills, knocking, from the ripe meat over the campfire, further raises the energy of the flame. You move the stick around until the meat is cooked without burning. Blue skies floating with white flurry clouds and a thick aquatic waters surrounding the area. Sunshine and ripening meat in front of the eyes.

'That's a good one.'

I thought I was camping for this flavor.

Next time, let's go camping with Yoo Rin. '

Of course, I had to take Yurin's father's permission, but I was not worried because I was a generous person to be with myself.

But are you really going to be generous with me? Do you really think I'm a virgin at all? '

If I do it well, I might be able to stick my nose in it and go straight to the grave of life. But not bad. No, I honestly thought the chances of finding a woman who was attractive were close to zero.

'That's why Park Tae-sung must have put on chi like that.'

The way to find a good person when you get married is not to try to find someone who has better conditions, but to fix them if you meet someone who is a little better than the people you've met before. In those conditions, Yoo Rin was overwhelmingly different in level than the women Jack had ever met.

'I didn't want to get married, but it wouldn't be bad if it did.'

Seeing the meat roasting in the flames of pink, Jack was overwhelmed with thoughts.

Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

A short distance away, you hear the beast growl. Jack picks up an approximate knife from his bracelet and stands up. I didn't have to find a place to make noise. The sixth sense that had already risen to some degree has been shown to me earlier that there was a crappy animal that had a life in it.

"Did you smell that?"

It's not bad luck. You just have to kick your tongue and feel sorry for yourself for wandering around looking for something else to eat.

"Carnivorous animals don't taste good. '

I don't want to sell it because I have a lot of money. Heaven forbid I have to pick up those stupid XPs and use them to my advantage. Jack runs to the beast and swings his sword. The ferocious, roaring beast is choked to death by Jack's sword.

Jack picks up the distraction and sits back down by the campfire. It was time for the meat that was being baked to a certain extent.

Boowook.

I ripped off a pair of legs long. It was not the shape of a drooling cough when the juice dropped. After that, I bit my mouth cheerfully as it blew.

'It doesn't taste good either.'

Jack chuckles. It was meat made from livers made only with salt. Tough and smelly. At least it didn't suit the modern man. But Jack grabbed the meat because he liked it. In the beginning, it was nothing more than a mile or less.