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    The daily life of hunter prep students, the so-called hunter hunters, is simple. This is especially true if you are a half-talented person who has not yet realized your talent and is a member of a university.

    First, I wake up around the time the sun sets and do some light training. The method is different for each person. There are some guys who beat me up by lightly running a few laps on the playground, while there are also guys who work hard in the morning until their muscles are torn.

    Anyway, after finishing the morning training, the next thing is lecture. I go to the classroom according to a pre-arranged timetable and listen to lectures such as gate ecology or monster behavioral psychology. The important thing here is that they appear on the test.

    It appears on the licensing exam, which is one of the hurdles you must overcome to become a hunter. That’s why I’m fighting for my life against hunger, poking my thighs with a ballpoint pen.

    “Let’s stop analyzing Bold Tiger and move on to the next monster…”

    Professor Seo-ra Yoon, who was teaching the last lecture of the day, Monster Ecology, was so captivating that it shined even in the dark classroom, but even Professor Yoon’s demeanor faded in the face of overwhelming hunger.

    No, the only things I put in my mouth were things that came from academic knowledge, but I’m so sleepy. I wonder if someone secretly took a sleeping pill or something along with the bean sprout soup.

    It was such a ridiculous thought, but I was able to endure it thanks to the sharp point of the ballpoint pen I was holding in my hand. As I held on and held on, the long-awaited word finally came out of the professor’s mouth.

    “Okay, that’s it for today’s lecture.”

    The words that rang in my ears were sweet.

    As soon as I thought that I would finally be able to sleep comfortably, my right thigh, which had been overused throughout the lecture, started to tingle again, but I chewed it off lightly and immediately packed my bag.

    And then I tried to run towards my room…

    It wasn’t over yet.

    “Ah, that’s right. Did everyone have a good time at practice over the weekend?”

    The moment ‘practice’, one of the daily routines of Heonjun students, was mentioned through the professor’s red, plump lips, the faces of those who were diligently packing their bags changed as if they had bitten into an unripe persimmon.

    That’s because the fact that the word ‘practice’ came out of the professor’s mouth at this time meant that ‘assignment’, which could be said to be the student’s main enemy, would soon appear here.

    “If you go to the gate, you have to submit a report, right? As for submitting the report, well… let’s see, today is Tuesday…”

    Please, until next week, or at least until the weekend. Those words seemed to echo throughout the classroom.

    Of course, none of them could reach the professor, who had long since lost his memories of his days as a student.

    “Please submit before midnight on Friday.”

    I have to sit in front of the monitor and type on the keyboard while everyone else is busy pounding women’s butts on Friday night and all.

    I could feel some people screaming silently, as if they had made a separate appointment for Friday, but that was it. Because he decided to retire at a relatively early age for a high-ranking hunter, there was no one here who was crazy enough to openly rebel against Seo-ra Yoon, the queen of the Hunter Department at Korea University, who still retained the contacts she had built during her active years in the field.

    The moment you show your dissatisfaction, your life as a hunter is over, so would you call me crazy?

    Just like that, the professor, who personally testified that the famous saying left by an undergraduate student, ‘Professors think I only listen to their own lectures’, is still true today, walked out of the lecture room with a refreshing gait. As soon as he left, I followed him and escaped from the classroom.

    And then I walked just ten steps,

    “Yayayayaya, Yunsu!”

    A stern voice slapped me on the back. When I looked back, what caught my eye was the face of my classmate, which was so familiar that I felt tired of it.

    “Club Go?”

    “No, what… do you mean you do it as soon as you see your face?”

    “So you’re going to the club?”

    “No, it’s not Friday, it’s Tuesday. What kind of club is this?”

    I knew from the beginning that he was crazy about women, but I never thought he was this crazy. As I was shaking my head inwardly, the guy clicked his tongue and wiggled his index finger.

    “It doesn’t matter what day of the week it is. The important thing is…”

    “What’s important?”

    “There is a woman there.”

    “You really are crazy.”

    I suddenly lowered my voice again, so I said that I was just saying that going to the club was an excuse and that I wanted to talk about something important, but there was no way anything other than women would come out of this bastard’s mouth.

    “So I’m going, I’m not going.”

    “That’s it, what about the club… I don’t have any money.”

    “Huh? I guess you got paid for training on the weekend. You’ve already used it all? 30?”

    “They gave 20, not 30.”

    “Huh? Really?”

    “Uh.”

    ◦ at

    You were shaking your head as if you couldn’t help it, but for a moment, you were wondering where you had burned 200,000 won. He asked questions after his words.

    “So where did you use the 20 you received? Did you buy Onahole again?”

    “What onahole, I bought a cell phone. Cell phone.”

    “Cell phone? Suddenly?”

    “Suddenly, I woke up and when I took it out after practice on the weekend, it was literally torn to shreds. Not only the screen, but even the inside was completely destroyed.”

    “Hai Goya… I guess I lost some money?”

    “It’s not just a little broken, it’s a lot broken. I went to Korea University without even a single penny of what I had saved for three months of training.”

    The mobile phones used by hunters and prospective hunters, called mobile phones, are different from those of the general public. The materials used during the production process are different so that they can survive even in the extreme environment of the gate.

    Thanks to this, what was called a low-priced model used to cost millions of won.

    “Anyway, if you’re going to go to a club, go alone.”

    “Ah, why!”

    “Do you have dementia as a young person? I don’t have a phone or money, so what kind of club is this?”

    “Ha… I really wasn’t going to say this…”

    “Then don’t do it.”

    “You know Vera. Vera.”

    Vera Ramen was one of the clubs near the school. For a place that does business near a university, the prices are overwhelmingly higher than other places, so I haven’t been there very often.

    Anyway, what’s wrong with that place? It must have been the moment when I sighed and obediently offered my ear to my classmate who was motioning for me to quickly put my ear over here.

    “They said someone saw ‘Rahee’ there.”

    “Rahee? Who is Rahee?”

    Is Anne famous?

    “No, you don’t know Rahee? Have you come down from the kingdom in the north?”

    “I hope you’ll be quick to notice this South Korean brat.”

    “No. Even spies know Rahee.”

    “So who is he?”

    “The Crimson Witch, the Crimson Witch.”

    “Ah…”

    When someone said it, it was just him talking. If you take everything out like that and just say the name, of course they won’t be able to understand who you’re talking about.

    Especially I had no choice but to do so. That’s because I always called him by his nickname, not his name.

    In the past, we had a close relationship, even to the extent of having a relationship, but now it wasn’t a good feeling to hear the story of the person we had become less close with through someone else’s mouth. That was why I resolutely shook off the guy who kept coming to me, saying that it was a bit awkward to go alone, and headed straight for my room.

    So I left my classmate behind and arrived in front of my room…

    When I left the house in the morning, there was a small box left in front of the front door that I had not seen before.

    At first, this was something else. It was all the more inevitable because I hadn’t ordered anything recently.

    Oh, maybe it was delivered incorrectly?

    In that case, the address written on the invoice was obviously my home address. The three letters under the name Yoon Soo-hyun were clearly my name.

    So I brought it into the room, opened it, and found inside the box was the latest model of the Hunter phone that I had bought with great enthusiasm at the Hunter Market over the weekend.

    ‘Didn’t you say it had to be on Thursday?’

    I definitely think that was the case…

    I momentarily tilted my head at the arrival, which was much faster than what the staff member in charge of responding to me had indicated, but soon decided that it was okay.

    Anyway, I was determined to live without my phone until at least Thursday, but a good thing is a good thing, and wouldn’t it be a good thing if I could get out of the phone-free situation as soon as possible? So, it must have been the moment when I was synchronizing my newly acquired cell phone with the cloud I was already using and working hard to color what was otherwise pure white drawing paper with my colors.

    “···Huh?”

    What is this?

    As I was installing the necessary apps one by one, as if I was clearing a tutorial quest given when I first accessed the game, something foreign caught my eye.

    It was an app.

    An app that looks very suspicious and has no idea what it is used for.

    Something like that was clearly visible in the recently installed items section. Even though I’ve never installed anything like that.

    I felt uncomfortable.

    I know that Hunter Phone’s security is unrivaled, but there’s no harm in being careful.

    That’s why I put my finger on the app in question, thinking I should delete it first…

    “Ugh?!”

    Feeling as if something sharp is pricking your finger,

    As soon as it struck the tip of my finger, bright red liquid slid along the screen that had not yet had a screen protector film attached.

    What was even more shocking was what happened after that,

    The app ran on its own, and the dark red liquid flowing across the phone screen disappeared as if melting into the screen. It was right after that that blue translucent windows began to appear in front of my eyes.

    [Recognizing user information.]

    ···User information recognition complete.

    [Granting link permission to user.]

    ERROR!

    The soul level is low.

    Cancel an existing procedure.

    ···Cancellation completed.

    Switch to the tutorial stage.

    ···The transition to the tutorial stage has been completed.

    [We are preparing knowledge transfer for tutorial stage users.]

    ···Preparations are complete.

    Knowledge transfer begins.

    ※caution! Depending on the individual, some pain may be involved during knowledge transfer.

    “What?”

    [Be prepared for impact]

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