Chapter 382

Chapter 382

Reincarnated User Manual.

Episode 382: W-IFSS: If This Were A Childhood Friend Story Instead (4)

Luck 7, Skill 3

DTD (Die To Die)

Luck 7, Chicken 3

There were many sayings that life was governed by luck.

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Cha Hyun-jun was one of those who agreed.

If a person who had only failed said that the reason for their failure was simply bad luck, it just felt like the ugliest excuse in the world.

But how would a person who had experienced layers of failure and success look?

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“What? Bitcoin?”

A young man in white vinyl apron and sanitary cap in a slaughterhouse in Australia asked back. In the young man’s hand was a brutal butcher knife, and in his front pocket were chisels and hammers, all stained with blood, making the large man’s impression very ferocious.

“That’s right, Jun. This is the next generation of gold!”

The white man who called Cha Hyun-jun by his nickname also looked ferocious.

It was a guy named Max, who went to art school in the United States, and he looked like a real butcher because he had a beard. (He refused to shave, saying his concept was an intellectual Viking, even though he complained that the mask he used at work was uncomfortable.)

“Next generation gold? Isn’t it just like game money? Like Meso or Sera?”

“I don’t know what game you’re talking about, but it’s not like that. Those things can be adjusted in circulation by the game company with just a ‘click’.”

“So how is that different?”

Cha Hyun-jun checked the time on his wrist. There were 5 minutes left of his sweet break.

“The core is a technology called blockchain. It’s like quantum entanglement where users recognize fucking great dangerous random number codes… Anyway, I’m an art student, so I don’t know much, but the currency is fixed, so this is the first one, so it has irreplaceable value!”

“Hmm… is it that much?”

Max chuckled at the sight of him tilting his head.

“It’s about that much. It’s still about $1 per coin.”

“Really? Then it’s not a big deal after all…”

“Just trust me and buy some! You get about 5,000 Australian dollars a month from your working holiday, so you can buy about 4,000 a month. Or you have a laptop, right? Mine it!”

“…What’s mining?”

Cha Hyun-jun stroked his chin at the repeated incomprehensible stories.

Max. 21 years old. Born in Overre, Netherlands.

A crazy Westerner who took on a Viking concept despite being Dutch.

An oddball who went to art school and liked to make a fuss about these issues…

“Should I buy about 500?”

But he was not the kind of guy who would lie about this.

‘I also got the introduction to the slaughterhouse through this guy.’

“Are you gay?! What do you mean 500?!”

“You crazy bastard. 500 is 500 dollars, right? That’s an Xbox full set.”

“No… you have a lot of money, right? You don’t do weed, you don’t drive, you just save money…”

Max’s gaze went to Cha Hyun-jun’s wrist.

A famous model seen in newspaper advertisements blended in with his appearance like a well-fitting picture.

“A guy who says he has no money wears a Tag Heuer Monaco.”

“I got it as a gift three years ago.”

“Three years ago, you were still a student, right? You’re 21, right?”

“My dad bought it for me as a birthday present. Happy now?”

“You were a rich kid after all… I have a friend who’s a Porsche dealer, do you want to try a Porsche?”

“It’s a family I don’t even keep in touch with anymore. Is this Bitcoin thing a scam?”

“Huh! Wait for me after work today. I’ll teach you how to make a wallet from scratch.”

Ha ha ha! Max patted Cha Hyun-jun on the back.

He said something like, you’ll bow to me five times a day in the Netherlands where I am later… Cha Hyun-jun sighed and stroked his wristwatch.

Several years had passed since then.

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A ship floating in the Pacific Ocean.

On a romantic large yacht sailing against the sunset, an old friend was holding a Maldives drink.

“Jun, you still have Bitcoin, right?”

Aloha shirt, Givenchy flip-flops, hair slicked back with pomade, Tom Ford sunglasses.

Max, who asked to see his face after a long time, had no trace of his bushy beard and was dressed like a nouveau riche from a movie.

“Bitcoin? More than that, Max, what’s all this? How do you have so much money to have such a luxury yacht? Where did your Viking concept go…”

“Jun, I asked if you still have Bitcoin.”

Cha Hyun-jun nodded quietly. A blonde bartender in a bunny girl outfit, who had come up to him, placed a cocktail he didn’t even know in front of him.

“My friend Jun.”

Tss-

Max, who lit a cigar in a gold case, puffed out smoke with all his might.

“Jun, who cut the throats of beasts and sliced this and that with me when I was having the hardest time. You must be very surprised to see me like this.”

“…Of course I’m surprised. You suddenly sent me a ticket to see you, and I didn’t know you’d be such a rich man.”

“Have a puff.”

Hyun-jun accepted the cigar Max handed him.

Cough- Huk! Cook!! Harsh smoke that felt like smoking 10 cigarettes at once scratched his lungs.

“What is this?! Did you suddenly get money and start doing some weird drugs?”

“There’s no way! It’s just a Cuban cigar.”

Ha ha ha! Max’s face bloomed with laughter as he watched him. When the serious story was over, he quickly returned to his old mood.

“Anyway, let’s get to the point. Aren’t you curious why I’m living this life?”

“Yeah, I’m fucking curious. You were talking about Bitcoin earlier. Did you sell it and become this rich…”

“Bitcoin Max. I’m the owner there.”

The muscular Leonardo smiled and cut him off. On the other hand, Hyun-jun tilted his head as if asking what he was talking about.

“Where is that?”

“…Haa.”

“What is it? What is it? Is it a famous place? You said you’re the owner, so I guess you succeeded in business. Anyway, congratulations.”

Cha Hyun-jun sipped his cocktail and offered his congratulations.

‘How can you not know the global top 3 coin exchange?’ Even though he thought that, Max liked Hyun-jun’s appearance.

He had to clear up a lot of human relationships because he suddenly had a lot of money, but maybe because they had gone through thick and thin together when it was the hardest, he was somehow relieved to see him the same as before.

‘He’s still wearing that watch.’

Tag Heuer Monaco. Cha Hyun-jun was unchanged, then or now, like a watch.

“Hmm~ you’re still the same.”

“Well, I’m just getting older. But why the coin?”

“It’s okay if you still have Bit.”

“You’re boring.”

“By the way, do you want to play a game together after a long time?”

Hyun-jun frowned at the sight of the big guy shrugging his shoulders as if he was excited.

“You’re playing a game on a yacht? I thought you’d be playing in the water with the bunny girl sisters.”

“I’m tired of doing it too much. And what’s wrong with games? Can you say that even after seeing my pure gold Xbox?”

“…Sorry, I switched to PlayStation,”

“Why not!!!!”

Ppaeeeeaeaeek! Hyun-jun blocked his ears at the Viking’s battle cry.

“No, fuck, why are you yelling and screaming…”

“You bastard! How dare you betray the Xbox?!”

“What betrayal? PlayStation is more popular than Xbox in Korea.”

“You bastard! I’ll convert you to the Xbox squad today!”

Max gestured to the bunny girl and picked up the remote control. Jee-ing- A monitor hidden under the marble table rose, and the bunny girl brought two titles and two Xbox pads on a tray.

[Reincarnated Sword Saint]

“What’s that? Don’t you play FIFA? Reincarnation… Sword Saint?”

“It’s released by a game company I invested in, and the console is an Xbox exclusive!”

“It’s a shitty game. You put an exclusive on it and it’s Xbox?”

“You’ll be punished by heaven!! Try it and tell me!!!”

Max threw Hyun-jun down and gave him the pad.

Hyun-jun sighed and looked at the monitor.

This was his first impression.

[Shiron Prient]

‘Why is there a character that looks like me?’

“Why is there a character that looks like me?”

“Doesn’t he look like you? I was dying to play this together!”

Max chuckled and patted Hyun-jun on the back. Seriously, he sent me a plane ticket just to play a game?

Hyun-jun, who was not happy with the meaningful smile, focused on the screen.

And.

[JJJJJleb-]

‘What the fuck?’

“Who the fuck made this shit?”

It didn’t take long for Hyun-jun to swear.