Surviving as a Barbarian in the Game - Episode 91
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It's been 5 months since I woke up in another world.
If you count the days spent in the labyrinth, the perceived time increases even more..
A lot has happened so far.
I killed a person for the first time, and I killed a monster. Besides that, he has done many barbaric things to survive..
However, does the essence of modern people remain the same??
Crack, crack, crack, crack.!
As soon as you finish entering your password, your little finger naturally presses enter..
And then I realized one thing and was shocked..
‘This… my body?’
These are not the rough, thick hands of a barbarian..
It certainly doesn't have the body of a warrior with wide shoulders and muscles like rocks..
Lee Han-soo's body is 175 cm tall, average weight, and has soft flesh and skin..
It was the moment I recognized this..
“Damn, fuck!”
I feel like the floor is falling and my body is being sucked somewhere..
When I came to my senses, it was dark everywhere..
It wasn't something unfamiliar to me because I had experienced it often in the labyrinth.…….
Click.
The sound of a switch being pressed is heard, and the surrounding area becomes brightly lit..
To my surprise I was in my room.
Me, Lee Han-soo's room, where I was enjoying the game before I was dragged here..
‘……So what should we do??’
First, I checked the surroundings..
Bookshelf, computer, slightly shabby bed…….
I went out and looked at the kitchen, living room, and even the bathroom, and everything matched what I remembered..
‘Oh, then surely that too……?’
I gasped and opened the refrigerator door..
For some reason, the inside was filled with only cold canned cola..
I wonder if it's some kind of harmony, but I didn't think much about it..
How can I tolerate this??
Click, cheeeet-
A sound that gives you a refreshing feeling just by hearing it.
Even though I tolerated everything else, how much I missed this. I quickly poured it into her mouth in case it disappeared before her eyes..
however…….
‘Nimiral.’
I can't taste it.
There is no tingling sensation as if my neck is being cut in half..
I just feel like a tasteless, odorless liquid is flowing down my throat..
It was a time when I couldn't hide my disappointment..
Ding dong-
The doorbell rings.
I checked through the intercom and there was a white woman with blonde hair..
This is not a religious recommendation..
‘'Who are you?' I was trying to say in a normal tone, but I realized my mistake and opened my mouth again..
“who are you?”
I decided that they might be able to infer that I was a barbarian by listening to the way I spoke..
‘But why is it so awkward??’
I'm just speaking normally, but I feel like there's a thorn in my throat..
Before long, an answer came over the intercom..
[They are the Soul Queens who act as guides for the Ghostbusters. Is it okay if I come in??]
Hmm, I didn't know it was a system like this..
I quickly opened the door before I saw something unpleasant..
But what is this again?.
“Hey, why are you going into the wall??”
“Oh, was this a wall? To me it just looks like a white space..”
Are you referring to the space I saw earlier??
They say it's a spiritual world, and there seems to be some mysterious rules at work in this space..
As I was leading the way to the living room, giving vague directions, the woman let out an exclamation..
“That's amazing. No matter what, the shape is still vaguely visible..”
“What is the shape??”
“This place. maybe that way…….”
“You can just keep calling me that..”
“…If that's the case.”
True to the letter guaranteeing anonymity, the woman showed no remorse despite my euphemistic rejection..
“Anyway, this space is the embodiment of what you imagined. The place that comes to mind first. Usually, it is the space where you feel most comfortable psychologically..”
“So?”
“Usually, it is visible to other people as well. Although there are some people who have a strong defense mechanism, I was still able to recognize the shape.…….”
The woman looks at me curiously.
I don't know if it's curiosity or caution, but I decided to point out the contradiction first..
“So what happened to ringing the bell earlier? She said she couldn't see it earlier?”
“I guess it was expressed that way. I didn't ring the bell or anything. I just called it as soon as I arrived in this white space. Do you understand??”
To be honest, I kind of know what you're talking about, but I have no idea..
So I just smiled awkwardly and nodded..
“Thanks for your kind words..”
“thank god. In fact, it's a concept that's difficult for even wizards to understand, so I'm always at a loss as to how to explain it..”
Anyway, since she was the guide and the woman introduced herself, I asked her what I was curious about..
“Ah, but what happens if the password is wrong??”
I was the only one who noticed it, but there are probably some people who can't write down their passwords..
“That? Nothing much. It's just a trick. In the first place, there are almost no people like you who set their password before I came..”
“……?”
“Regardless of whether you enter the password or not, I have to come and check it anyway..”
For your information, the confirmation she said was simple..
You can tell the difference just by looking at it.?
I wondered if I had a special ability, but I realized it when I saw my current appearance..
A tight-fitting dark blue suit.
It was clothes my ex-girlfriend bought me to commemorate getting a job..
‘Is there a difference in clothes?…….’
Well, as soon as I saw this woman, I knew she was a modern woman, so the other woman must have been the same too..
“Wow, you are really perceptive. This is where the difference between players and NPCs begins..”
“NPC?”
“It's a slang term for local people. Anyway, the difference between the two is not just in the clothes, but you can clearly see it when you enter this space. This is the first time I see nothing like this.…….”
“You can usually tell by looking at the room..”
“yes. There are posters of Rockstars in NPCs' rooms, and that doesn't happen.?
understood.
If this is the type of verification, local... So, it will be almost impossible for NPCs to come in without hiding their identity..
“So do I pass??”
“Sure.”
I was worried because I couldn't see the room because of my defense mechanism, but the woman nodded without hesitation..
After seeing that, I realized one more thing..
Clothes, speech, facial expressions, and this mental space.
There must be a more reliable way to distinguish between NPCs than these..
‘I guess it's for security reasons that you don't tell me..’
“Now then… You too have officially become a member of our Ghostbusters..”
“But who came up with the name Ghostbusters??”
“there is. That kind of person. Do you think there are all these lame names? I told you to please give it a different name.…….”
Uh, I asked because I thought it was a very sensible name.…….
“Ha, everyone who comes here starts by asking why they named it that way.?
I nodded awkwardly..
I can't agree with the sentiment that it's a lame name, but I can pretend to agree..
Acting wisely has always been my specialty..
“surely… It's an unusual name..”
“Yes? Ah, how far did I go?…….”
Soon the woman returned to the main topic and continued speaking..
“Oh, now we can't use the method of forcibly separating the soul and killing it like the NPC that sneaked in. Instead, they can ban you from ever being called here again, so make sure you understand the rules if you have time..”
Afterwards, the woman explained the basics of using the Ghostbusters community..
“Do you have a computer? If you have it, go ahead. If you don't have it, you have to imagine it and make it happen.…….”
“there is.”
“It saved me time. Go ahead and turn it on.”
When I turned on the computer as instructed, instead of the familiar OS screen, a fancy window appeared..
“Oh, wait a minute. That code is…….”
Afterwards, I entered the code the woman gave me, and the window moved to a page where I could specify a nickname..
“All you have to do is create a nickname here. Once you make it, you can never change it, so do it carefully..”
Well, what should I do??
While I was worried, a woman gave me advice..
“Did you do Stone Iven? There are many people who use nicknames that are usually used there. That’s where my nickname ‘Soul Queens’ came from..”
stone iven.
As is typical of a manga game community, the regen rate on the main bulletin board was less than 30 per day.…….
Still, since people used to play this game, they must have used it at least once..
It was the same for me too.
‘It's not your real name, it's just an ID, so you can use your nickname there.?’
Soon I wrote down my nickname and hit enter..
however…….
[This nickname cannot be used.]
“Ah, I guess someone is using that nickname..”
what? I use that nickname?
I couldn't understand it at all, but I decided on a nickname by changing one spelling. When the woman saw my nickname, she just smiled meaningfully..
“Hehe, I guess you're a fan of that guy.?”
Pan? What does this mean again?.
When I wanted to ask for more details, the woman's explanation continued immediately..
Explanations on how to use the community in the future.
“Okay, so I've basically told you everything. Now I'm going to go, so feel free to use it. If you have any problems, please contact us 1:1.!”
Soon, the woman with the nickname Soul Queens left..
Before I knew it, I was left alone in the room again.
After completing the tutorial, I looked around the community without difficulty..
[20Delivery of men in their 30s]
[united states of america]
[Gather the beastmen]
[Wizardry]
[hangout]
There were several chat rooms currently active..
If you choose any of these and enter, you will be able to talk to them.?
It was a futuristic yet fantasy system..
‘Some rooms have rating restrictions or passwords..’
To get used to this place, I chose a random room to test it out..
[Newbie's room]
It is not a level restriction, but a unique room where only people who have been in the community for less than a year can enter..
I chose it because I thought there were many people similar to me..
Tadak.
The moment you double click.
A bright light emanated from the monitor..
And like the day I woke up in the barbarian's body mid-game.
When I came to, I was in an empty lot..
***
Ta-da-da, ta-da-da-da-
A vacant lot with a bonfire raging in the center like a campfire..
There are fifteen people standing nearby..
They are all men.
Well, how many women are there who play this perverted hardcore game?.
“Oh, you're new.!”
Eyes gathering with my appearance.
white, yellow, black.
There are more races than you might think…….
After living in a different world for a few months, eventually a sense of kinship with people from the same hometown blooms first..
Was this also the case over there?.
“Which country are you from??”
“Oh, it's Korea.”
“I see! welcome!”
I looked around and checked my surroundings in general..
There are no racist views at all, and the atmosphere is purely welcoming to newcomers..
‘Is that on top of your head a nickname??’
Translucent letters were floating above people's heads..
At that time, a black man dressed neatly in a suit approached me and spoke to me..
“It’s a little empty, right? I don't have enough points to decorate. This is Darkman, the host. Could you please make your nickname public and briefly introduce yourself??”
“Nickname revealed?”
“I guess this is your first time in this room. Just think of it like that. In the community, there is power in clear awareness and thinking..”
Clear awareness and thinking…….
Can I just use it like an active skill??
‘Nickname revealed.’
As I said that to myself, people's eyes turned to my head..
Looks like they can see my nickname now too.
however…….
“hello. This is Elf Nuna..”
The moment I revealed my nickname, thinking it was an anonymous space anyway..
“…….”
“…….”
A cold silence covers the vacant lot..
And after a while.
“Elf sister?!”
“Crazy, the guy who wrote the stat compilation?”
“uh… That person wasn't from the game company.?”
“After all, he was Korean! Because I knew it would happen?”
“hey! Is it real? It's really him?”
For some reason, there was a commotion..
However, before I could understand the situation, I quietly took a long breath..
‘Phew…….’
What is this again??
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