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    How are game characters created?

    After looking at the group chat room members who have been playing this game of martial arts for 10 years, I was able to answer that question in my own way.

    Usually, the reason people become addicted to one game is because there is a part of that game that cannot be replaced by another game, and 80% of the members of [Murimchunha group chat room] are people like that.

    Plays that cannot be realized without this game of martial arts.

    In the case of Samrumusa, he enjoys playing pillars, and in the case of Soyogangho, he enjoys playing guest janju.

    [Murim World] is the only martial arts game with freedom, so where can you go and become a pillar of martial arts and a guest housekeeper in martial arts? So, he cannot leave the world of martial arts and has become a ghost.

    I liked water lily.

    I especially liked the genre of martial arts, where one becomes stronger. Fantasy-style training has a strong tendency toward adventure rather than training. It was nice to see him develop step by step as he realized each aspect of martial arts.

    These days, if I write a web novel according to my own sensibility, [There is a protagonist who is training these days? Kukuruppong][The plot is slow, so I’m leaving. Author, please go to the loading and unloading.][Hold your breath until the cider comes out. Inhale! uh? I’m already choking on sweet potatoes.] I’m sure there will be comments like this.

    So, I guess I should play a character in [Murim World].

    That was the fundamental reason why I continued to practice martial arts for 10 years. [Murim World] is the only place left where you can feel the narrative of martial arts training that I like.

    I wanted a process, not an outcome, so the sheet for the character I was playing was basically pretty miserable. Characteristics that would be overlooked by regular gamers were also welcomed with a smile. The more hardships there are, the longer the training process and the sweeter the results. I’ve seen all the endings with those characters, but how hard can it be?

    I was so obsessed with it that I could memorize all the characters’ understandings, so falling into the game world was such a big deal.

    So, when I became 15-year-old Ho Cheon-an and was sucked into this world of martial arts, I was confident in my heart.

    Until I open the status window.

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    Name: Ho Cheonan

    Age: 15

    Level: Below third class

    Personality: Passionate

    Strength: 4 Dexterity: 5

    Stamina: 5 Strength: 5

    Luck: 5 Earth: 5

    Muscles: 3 Spirituality: 5

    Focus: 6 Energy: 5

    Five stars: 5

    characteristic:

    [Wanderer] – You are not welcome anywhere. (-5 to relationship with other person)

    [Tendon cut] – The tendon of the left small arm was cut. (Strength-1)

    [Unfed body] – Growth was stunted due to lack of nutrition during childhood. (musculature-2)

    [Guts] – The effect of injury is reduced and the probability of survival at the crossroads of life and death increases.

    [Akbari] – Regardless of your physical condition, you have excellent mental strength. (Concentration+1)

    [Mixed blood] – Your origins are low. Heaven guarantees that. (Final stage-?)

    Final destination: second grade

    Enlightenment: None

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    Ho Cheon-an was not a player character.

    The final stage is a second-rate warrior. That was Hocheonan’s breaking point.

    And eight years after falling into the world of the martial arts world.

    I was still second-rate.

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    “It’s about delivering the Bimucheop to Gwangyangmun.”

    “I do it.”

    I received the document from the broker and put it in my pocket.

    If it were a game, this message would probably have appeared.

    [I accepted the mission to deliver secret military records to Gwangyangmun.]

    [Mission Difficulty: Low]

    [Risk level: low to medium]

    [After delivering the secret message to Gwangyangmun, return safely and report.]

    [Deadline: 3 days]

    Gwangyangmun is not that far away. It’s just a gate that can be reached by walking for about an hour at most. If so, you may have this question.

    What, this quest has a medium risk? Isn’t this an errand that even a five-year-old child could do? do.

    However, in Sichuan Province, delivering secret documents was something that required risking one’s life.

    First of all, there are two places to stop by before arriving at Gwangyangmun. First, I bought a bag of taffy from a taffy seller. Second, I had to meet children playing in the alley. As I was wandering around the alley while sucking on a piece of taffy, I soon came across children playing charlatans.

    “Guys.”

    “Ah, it’s a swordsman!”

    “Dirty, mean, petty, petty, and shady rapist!”

    “He is a third-rate warrior!”

    It has already been 7 years since I settled in Sacheon. Words that children pick up on their own are not very hurtful. I smiled, opened the bag, and showed it to the kids. Children flocked to see the taffy being torn into pieces here and there. A child with bad hand habits ran up from behind and tried to snatch the bag, but he had no chance.

    He simply lifted the bag and said.

    “1 If only Da-kyung follows me, I will give you all this taffy. How do you feel?”

    “My mother says that those who are inspected are worse than animals and they don’t keep their promises!”

    “My father, Nak Yeong-mun, is a warrior! Quickly give me some taffy before I call my father!”

    “If you’re a weak-willed swordsman, you might win if we all attack him! Shall we attack?”

    “So are you saying you want to eat taffy or not? When adults come, do you think they will let them eat the taffy that the inspector gave them? If you follow me, I’ll give you taffy.”

    The kids were confused, but eventually, as if they couldn’t overcome the magic of the taffy, they nodded and followed me. In fact, adults consider children foolish and indiscreet, but children also think and experience.

    No matter how much the adults cursed the ronins, calling them rapists and calling them vulgar, dirty, and dangerous, there would have been no such people among the ronins that the children had experienced. No, you may feel safer than the common people who hit and swear at children on a regular basis.

    Because Sichuan people never harm children.

    Anyway, like the Pied Piper, I dragged the kids and headed towards Gwangyangmun. As soon as I approached Gwangyangmun, the gatekeepers drew their weapons and pointed them.

    Who are the enemies of the gatekeepers on guard in Sichuan Province? This is a ronin like me.

    “Do not approach. You damn bastard!”

    “Great Gwangyangmun is not a place where a scoundrel like you would dare set foot!”

    After rewriting the black lip, which was proof that he was a ronin active in the Sichuan martial arts community, he took out a letter from his pocket. As soon as I took out the letter, two warriors tried to rush at me, but when I glanced behind them, they stopped.

    You must have noticed that dozens of children were witnessing the crime scene with bright eyes. And there are even some adults who are looking suspiciously at the children following the ronin.

    Gwangyangmun, which is a political faction, cannot give Daguri a 2-to-1 ratio to the ronin without due process. Oh, of course, it might be possible if no one else is watching. Anyway, in this place called Sacheon Murim, if there are no witnesses or evidence, it is assumed that the ronin is at fault. All you have to do is suppress it and come up with any excuse.

    So I brought the kids. As a bonus, it also attracted the attention of adults who were suspicious of ronin accompanying their children.

    It is impossible for a warrior belonging to a sect to wield a sword carelessly under these gazes.

    I braced my stomach and unfolded the letter.

    “I tell Gwangyangmun! Gongyeonghogwon Yeongjihuyeol, a ronin, always admired the spirit of Gwangyangmun! Even though I am a lowly person, I have a desire to learn something from Gwangyangmun! In particular, the reputation of Gwangyangmun’s cloth sintering shakes the Sichuan martial arts forest! I want to share the sword and fist with Cheon So-gyeol! I would like to choose the auspicious day of the 11th and discuss martial arts!”

    There were many provocative sentences in the end, but in the end, the main content of Gwangyangmun Cheonsogyeol and Bimyu was conveyed by a ronin named Yeongjihuyeol, so it was omitted.

    I folded the bimuchup and stuffed it into the chest of the gatekeeper, who was frowning, and then shook it off.

    Gwangyangmun will be turned upside down from now on. Since the sect is at the crossroads of life and death, they will probably hold unlimited countermeasures meetings day and night until the day of the ronin, and countless feasts of greed are waiting for these two gatekeepers because they have received the ronin’s ronin’s ronin’s secret command.

    Perhaps anticipating a tragic future, the two gatekeepers were trembling as if they were going to chew me up at any moment, but what could I do? If I wanted to cut people up, I should have worked in Sapa.

    I couldn’t find Sapa in this Sichuan forest even if I looked hard, so I had no choice, but that was their situation and none of my business.

    All I knew was that I had to get out of this place quickly.

    “Fuck you, you bastards!”

    “Wow!!”

    “It’s strange, why do you feel like you got criticized?”

    “Hey, you guys did a good job. Thank you for your hard work, and fuck off quickly, guys.”

    Take the taffy out of the bag and give it to each child. At the same time, he moves his feet quickly and quickly moves away from Gwangyangmun. As soon as I turned the corner, I handed the bag of taffy to the kids and started running quickly.

    I ran around the alley, shaking off the inner strength that I had, and slipped into a back alley.

    “Phew…”

    What is the most appropriate means to nullify non-mucheop? Of course, that would make it something that never happened in the first place. So, if you remove me, the messenger who delivered Bimucheop, you’ll say ‘Bimucheop? You can put your flippers out and say, ‘We’ve never received anything like that?’

    Although he took out insurance with the children as witnesses, it is not surprising that he glossed over the extent of his anger at Gwangyangmun.

    So, you have to be careful.

    I am a second-class person at best, so I have to risk my life even if I only encounter one top-class warrior who is often thrown around on the streets.

    Was it because he escaped along the escape route he had prepared while traveling through Sacheon? Fortunately, there was no sign of anyone following.

    It was the moment when I got up from the box I was squatting in in the back alley, feeling a little relieved.

    “I was wondering if someone would run away in such a hurry, but it turned out to be a guy with black lips.”

    A voice was heard from behind.

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