Chapter 4 - Day 2, 2nd Floor (1/2)

Chapter 4 - Day 2, 2nd Floor

I didn’t really think that the words would appear. I couldn’t adapt when it was such a bright morning.

[Endurance:  11]

[Concentration: 11]

[Willpower: 12]

“12 willpower?”

Obviously, I had raised Pain Tolerance to level four. Nevertheless, willpower was only at 12 points. It seemed like the changes in decimal numbers wasn’t so simple.

I covered my face with both hands and sat on the bed. I recalled what happened in the dungeon yesterday. Memories of tears, a runny nose and punching a wall with a severed hand came to mind.

I couldn’t bear it and fainted. After I woke up, I had crawled like a madman towards the stairs. It was painful, to the extent that I had thought I’d rather die.

Now I had to return to the dungeon at midnight tonight. Was it worth continuing after all that pain I experienced yesterday? I asked myself the question. The answer came straight away.

“Am I crazy?”

There were no flaws in my brain so why did I ask this question? 10 times. 100 times. 1,000 times. It was right even if I asked myself 10,000 times.

Pain? It was irrelevant. I could endure it anyway. There was no going back. If I poured in hard work then I would definitely get benefits.

In reality, I clenched my teeth and endured it, no matter how sick I was. My abilities would definitely rise up and break through the limits.

Okay. I came to a conclusion. I got up from the bed. I cleaned up the mess cluttering my room. I did the laundry, washed the dishes and threw out the old garbage.

After a shower and brunch, I felt more motivated than I had been in a long time. Okay. I braced myself and started on the work that I needed to do.

That’s right. It was an outsourced coding job that I received from a senior graduate. I opened the used notebook that I’d owned for three years.

Dungeon?

Of course it was the most important issue. But I only knew three things about the second floor: it would become bigger, monsters will emerge and I would meet someone else.

None of my other questions had any answers. If I could carry a weapon then I would start preparing.

So the only thing I could do was wait patiently until midnight. Should I spend all day worrying about it? Wasn’t that a waste?

The dungeon was certainly a gold mine but this was now. My current living expenses were more important than the unknown talents I might get in the future.  And what if I experience the change in having ascended stats while working?

Although they weren’t over 10, abilities were able to rise and my concentration was also 11 points. The coding wasn’t a very difficult task. It was easy to buy other companies’ code and attach it. However, it was a major challenge for me. In order to save on costs, I decided to write the code myself.

Although the due date was relaxed, I had a free schedule so it should be easily finished by next week. I started at 11:45 am. If I didn’t do anything else and worked hard then I should be finished by dinner.

“Good.”

I opened the screen and launched the Eclipse window. For a while, it was silent except for the banging on the keyboard.

Tadak! Tadadak!

...

...

Well.

I hadn’t checked my cell phone yet but I was almost certainly finished. It was sometimes like that when the work was fun or urgent. There didn’t seem to be any apparent differences.

Anyway, I worked until I finished.

After putting the code on the server, I stretched while feeling somewhat disappointed. Was it too greedy to want a dramatic change? Maybe I should buy a lunch box from the convenience store...

”Eh?”

It seemed like my eyes weren’t working. I rubbed them and looked once again. The clock’s minute and hour hand still remained in the same spot.

It was 3:40 pm.

I hadn’t looked at the clock while working. The reason why I thought it was evening was because I knew my maximum speed.

I’d expected it to be as early as 6 pm. Maybe 7 pm at the latest. Or maybe even later than expected.

But 3:40 pm?

Only that much time has pa.s.sed? Did I really finish all of it? I decided to review the code once again. It was clean. Even if it wasn’t perfect, it was as good as it could get with my present skills. Yet... I had finished it nearly twice as quickly.

This was completely crazy.

Kkoruruk!

An alarm started ringing. I hadn’t felt hungry until now, but once I was aware it was terrible. I had eaten the same amount of rice that I normally did, yet I was starving before it was even dinner time.

My abilities had risen from 10 to 11.

Even if I didn’t know the details... Maybe it made a far greater difference than I thought. Anyway, my work was finished so I decided to have a meal.

I felt slightly at ease as I went into the convenience store. I bought a special bulgogi lunch box that was to my taste. I also got an extra cider bottle.

As I returned, I saw a red-haired person smoking in front of the building: An Su-hyun.

“...”

He looked me up and down while smoking and beckoned. I had to comply as he was smoking right in front of the entrance. As I approached, he blew out smoke and said,

”Did you dump that?”

He was referring to the garbage dump site. I had stacked up all the convenience store lunch boxes there.

”It isn’t me.”

”No, you are clearly holding the same product in your hand.”

What was with this b.a.s.t.a.r.d? He even looked at what I bought? There was no use in arguing.

If I had describe him to a friend, he was the manager of the building. He was the only son of the building owners. He was the same age as me but we disliked each other, and I prayed never to encounter him. However, his parents were pretty good to me.

They asked me to be the private tutor of their son and paid extra tutoring fees. Every time school finished, I tried my best to help him. But he never listened in cla.s.s. He didn’t do the homework and received a shocking score in the mock exam. No university I knew would accept a score of 777.

It was crazy.

His parents weren’t familiar with university admission so he used the pretext of studying to receive a salary for the building manager position.

Even though his parents owned a separate house on the rooftop, he stayed in a rented room in the name of concentrating. Of course, he didn’t pay rent.

I didn’t think I could control my mouth and I wanted to continue staying in this building, so I quit the tutoring. I hated the thought of looking pathetic if he tried to pick a fight with me. Oh, it was true that I did look pathetic in front of him.

”Be more conscientious. Yes?”

A cigarette b.u.t.t came flying towards me while he said such things. I couldn’t hit An Su-hyun. There was nothing I could do so I walked past An Su-hyun. His words could be heard from behind me. “It’s true. Everything they say about students from O University.”

There were many sick minded friends in this world. I couldn’t become angry when encountering all of them. I wasn’t made enough to provoke them. It was only occasionally that their values and way of life were so incomprehensible that I thought they were quite sad. If I was in that position, I would have lived better.