Do Yu-geon picked up the square-shaped F-class armor piece No. 1 and became lost in thought.

    What are the pieces in the gacha?

    “If the F-class comes out in pieces, what are you going to fight with?”

    -I have a weapon.

    Schrödinger pointed with his paw at the weapons on one side of the preparation room.

    “That thing gets destroyed by orcs too.”

    -You just have to use it carefully.

    “How do you use a weapon carefully in a combat situation?”

    ―Isn’t that a lack of skill?

    Schrodinger tilted his head and tapped the gacha machine.

    ―If you’re not good enough, get hired! There’s a better weapon here.

    The gacha machine sparkled. Do Yu-geon looked at it, placed piece number 1 on the machine, and asked.

    “How many pieces are there?”

    -Number 9!

    “Duplicate numbers?”

    -sure. To collect the pieces, you have to draw more than nine times.

    “Really? Cha Ha-neul, you should pick one too. Let’s take a look at the price.”

    “Looking at the situation, I don’t expect much from the price.”

    It is unlikely that the system would have lowered the pricing. I pressed the button on the machine. A small square stuck out.

    [F-class weapon fragment – No. 7]

    I didn’t even expect it.

    A price tag appears above the button.

    $4.99.

    what. It’s cheap. I thought I would receive a few thousand won at a time. Weapons and armor will be released in the flesh, but will they be available at this price?

    When I looked under the price tag, there was one more thing written.

    Experience.

    “What is your experience?”

    -Experience!

    “I know that.”

    ―You can draw it by consuming experience points. If you draw a lot, your level will be lowered.

    My level is being lowered? Can a level be lowered? Will the level-up effect disappear while leaving the body adjustments the same? Surely you won’t make it worse by touching your body?

    I thought about it all, but I didn’t bother to ask.

    Do Yu-geon asked, stacking two square pieces like a tower and adjusting their shapes. You seem to be in a bad mood.

    “Once experience points are consumed, how many times can you draw at level 1?”

    ―It is difficult to express the number of times that way because there are many variables. At the hunting speed of the owner and Mr. Do Yu-geon, they can be picked about 30 times a day. Per person!

    “Thirty times throughout the day is not much.”

    That’s right.

    -No, no. If I hunted like today, I would count it as one day. That’s a lot more than 30 times a day.

    Today I did it for about three hours.

    “Oh? Not 24 hours, but 30 times, enough to make Cha Ha-neul tired?”

    Do Yu-geon, who was only looking at the sculpture, looked at Schrödinger.

    -yes! It’s enough to make the owner sick of it. The hunting speed is very fast now. Thirty times is enough.

    “Because you don’t get tired of me?”

    “But after thirty times, it’s time to give up on leveling up.”

    -that’s right.

    Both are ignoring this one. what? Have you been annoyed knowingly or unknowingly? Umm… … . I don’t remember.

    “To extract an item, do I have to increase the time or speed? I increased the speed today, so it doesn’t work anymore. Cha Ha-neul.”

    The guy who was muttering with his arms crossed looked this way.

    “why?”

    “What, don’t you feel good?”

    “It seems that way? It’s not. Why?”

    “How about increasing the hunting time? So that you can draw enough even if you upgrade by 2 per month.”

    “I don’t like it. You’re already busy going to the academy, so what else are you doing here?”

    The guy leaned against the gacha machine.

    “Honestly, it’s not just my fault.”

    What is this again?

    “You said you would go to an academy if your grades were bad, but you didn’t study properly.”

    “That’s the case. You didn’t extend the weekday hunting time because you said you had to sleep at 10 p.m. If it’s late because of the academy, it would be right to push back the end time and maintain the entire hunting time. If you did that, there wouldn’t be a rush.”

    I blame this on them.

    -that’s right! Are you a child to go to bed at 10?

    I glared at Schrödinger for a moment. Schrödinger, who was making eye contact, avoided his gaze and licked his white fur.

    What should we do with Do Yoo-geon? Should I tell you not to interfere with other people’s lifestyle patterns? Or do you nag me and ask me where I learned this bad thing of passing responsibility?

    As I approached Do Yoo-geon, he took a slight step back.

    “……What are you going to do?”

    “I’m not angry.”

    I stroked the guy’s head. Because of the height difference, Young Mo-yang is not happy. If you grow taller for no reason.

    It’s a dumbfounded expression.

    “Mr. Do Yoo-gun. Did you really want to draw items so much that you insisted on it to your childhood friend?”

    He avoided eye contact, lowered his head to the side, and cleared his throat.

    “That’s not it….”

    “Yes, yes. No?”

    “So, that, that….”

    Why does my voice become quieter? I slowly approached and listened.

    “Yeah. That?”

    “Sorry. I was wrong. Log out.”

    The guy disappeared.

    what. This time I tried to be careful.

    Umm… … . Well, I apologized, so it’s okay. To prevent something like this from happening, I hope that you not only grow taller, but also grow in heart.

    A white cat in the corner of my eye caught my eye.

    “Schrödinger.”

    -Yes, master.

    “Why are you yelling at me master?”

    -Iknow, right. Why is that so?

    “I just want you to either have a proper attitude or stop talking about your master.”

    -The world is not black and white.

    so.

    Schrodinger ignored him and went to the gacha machine. Since I don’t have a doyugun, I should try picking out some items.

    “Can this be a card?”

    I looked at the machine and there was no card reader.

    -no. Only banknotes are accepted.

    Magic works, but some cards don’t work.

    I don’t have much cash in my wallet. He took out five 50,000 won bills.

    “Surely you don’t only get dollars for $5?”

    I really hope so, but somehow it seems so.

    -It costs $4.99.

    “anyway.”

    ―In addition to the dollar, I accept any semi-reserve currency. There is an unlimited currency swap between the Korean won and the Canadian dollar, so I am receiving it for now. ah. A 10% fee is charged for orders other than dollars.

    They take a lot of fees. Are they scammers?

    “But how do you spend the money?”

    Gacha machines, like cards, have no place to put money. Just one button in a rectangle. Who designed it like this?

    ―If you leave it on top, it can be charged.

    It’s really the latest technology. As I was about to place the money, I felt the movement of magical power. When I looked over there, I saw Do Yu-geon pop out of the air. I didn’t go.

    I roughly crumpled the cash into my pocket.

    “Why did you come?”

    “Why didn’t you eat?”

    When I looked at the place he pointed to, there was a lunch box. I didn’t eat, but I didn’t think I would come back after going through that situation. Aren’t you embarrassed?

    “What were you doing?”

    “I was talking to Schrödinger.”

    I’ll have to pick up the item next time.

    * * *

    I looked through the Exploration League bulletin board on my smartphone.

    ▷Title: What on earth is the ban standard?

    ▷Author: Bowman Bulletin Board Promotion Committee

    I logged in today with my luxury handmade bow, but I couldn’t take it to the preparation room.

    Why are you like this?

    Does the system ignore good archers? Is that it?

    Trap) Recommend a weapon.

    ▷Comment

    Meteor Strike: Is the bow blocked? Even a kitchen knife doesn’t work.

    └Author: A kitchen knife is acceptable.

    └Meteor Strike: Should I try that? He’s such a bowhunter.

    └Author: Are you arguing?

    Chaangjabi: Everyone, be a strong spearman even in the midst of chaos!

    └Author: How strong is it? Is there a way to avoid breaking the spear from an orc? If all the windows in the preparation room break, it’s over.

    └Chaangjabi: After much deliberation, we found a way. Salvation called gacha.

    └Author: Ah, that’s not right.

    Using a sword is the correct answer: The system must disclose the gacha probability! Make it public!

    Tech Leader: Are you planning to switch weapons? I heard a bow appeared in the gacha.

    └Author: Really moxibustion?

    └The engineering team leader: … … … … .

    └Author: What does gradually mean?

    └Author: What does it mean?

    └Chaangjabi: Moxibustion. I’ll get it

    └Author: Oh. This is a trustworthy answer. thanks.

    They say there is a ban on military weapons, so it seems they also banned bows. Why is the standard like this?

    ▷Title: This update is an opportunity for office workers

    ▷Author: Prosecutor passing by

    This item update completes the formula of experience = money. Thanks to this, a certain amount of profit is guaranteed to explorers.

    Moreover, since you can now earn profits in addition to distributing the system, there are quite a lot of possibilities.

    So I resigned and left. I feel good now.

    ▷Comment

    Chaangjabi: What is really important is that it has become possible for individual explorers to engage in freelance activities, moving away from transactions between companies called system distribution or exploration alliance platforms. It’s an optimistic prediction right now, but it’s worth risking your life for.

    In name and reality: fact) No charge is allowed.

    5.1m Wizard: Experience = Money is when the law of large numbers works well. The author is betting on a piece of an SSS-level weapon to find a job again.

    └Author: Assume what is there.

    ▷Title: Why system operation is a mess.

    ▷Author: User Robber

    It’s okay though.

    “Cha Haneul.”

    Do Yu-geon called.

    “Yes why?

    I took my eyes off my phone and looked at him.

    “Everyone is here.”

    I looked out the window and saw a house. It really arrived. I paid the taxi fare and got off. I plan to look at the house today.

    I was able to talk to a necromancer during an offline meeting of the Exploration League, and the skill name was Flame Death. When I asked what the skill was, I was told it was shooting souls or something. Since it’s fantasy, it deserves a soul.

    After that, I practiced and used the dyeing skill at home, and as the necromancer said, it was a skill that felt like taking pictures. However, when I took the picture, it only took a picture, but no soul was captured.

    I thought I might have liked the skill, but when I moved into my first house right after it was built, I realized there was no reason for me to have a soul. Plus, it’s a high-rise building. I passed on the plan, thinking that one day I would get out of the house and use my skills.

    However, when I actually went out and used my skills when I had an appointment, I sometimes only got some vague smoke, but I couldn’t get anything that could be called a soul. I thought the soul was just a necromancer’s bluff, but I didn’t plan on taking pictures of places where the soul might be, so it was a long story short.

    I kept putting it off, thinking that one day I would go out to a place where souls might be and take pictures, but the weather got cold so I had to go out today. If I put it off any longer, I won’t be able to take pictures until spring.

    I opened the front door and went in.

    “Can I just go in here?”

    “I got permission from the landlord.”

    Although no one lives there now, it is a house owned by my grandfather.

    The yard was littered with weeds. I couldn’t see it very well because the sun had set, but I could see flowers whose names I didn’t know sparsely between the weeds. It’s a house where someone committed suicide, but winter flowers are blooming.

    I crossed the yard. Do Yu-geon followed.

    “What’s the story here?”

    “Kill yourself and no one will survive.”

    I checked the magic for a moment, but as expected, there was no one there.

    “I told you that when I came. Specifically.”

    I opened the front door and went in. The lights aren’t on, so it’s dark and the air is thick.

    “Even if you ask me specifically, I don’t know the details either. Uhm….”

    He was the president of our subsidiary, but I didn’t know him. Although I did have a conversation in my grandfather’s yard this Chuseok. No. I’ve also heard flattery, so does this mean I know someone?

    “A person who was constantly insulted committed suicide?”

    I turned on the light. There’s a lot of dust. I can feel my health deteriorating in real time. I need to take a picture and leave soon.

    Do Yu-geon did not follow and hesitated.

    “Ah. I feel really uncomfortable. Can I really go in here?”

    “Then wait there. I’ll take pictures soon.”

    “I don’t think the dead person would like it if I took a picture.”

    “Mr. Do Yu-geon. Dead men don’t talk. If you feel uncomfortable, just wait.”

    I went into the living room. If it weren’t so messy and dusty, it would look like a place where people live. Do Yu-geon came in following him.

    “Ah… it’s really bad.”

    “Are you scared of ghosts?”

    “That’s not true. The current situation is pricking my conscience.”

    “Yeah. I hope you’re nice.”

    I stopped talking, concentrated, and used salt casting magic. Flame magic is difficult to use because the magical arrangement is extremely complicated.

    When the magic was completed, a photo was created in the air. The living room was photographed as I was looking at it. This photo also shows hazy smoke. Is this really a soul? Seeing as it doesn’t even detect magic power, it seems like it’s true. Umm.

    Do Yu-geon glanced at the photo.

    “There are no ghosts.”

    “huh.”

    At that time, I heard the sound of a drawer closing in the kitchen.

    Do Yoo-geon made eye contact and said.

    “Uh… is there anyone in the kitchen right now?”

    I checked the horsepower.

    “No, there is not.”

    “Is this a naturally occurring sound?

    “There is no way the drawer will close naturally.”

    “Then what should we do?”

    That’s right. I’m scared for no reason. I looked into the kitchen from a reasonable distance. It’s just a kitchen.

    ah. I don’t want to approach you. Since it’s not a person, it must be a ghost or a monster or something, right? I made a fireball and threw it away.

    One of the drawers burst open and something came out.

    ―Master, you are doing this too much!

    The flying fireball lost its magical power and disappeared.

    “It wasn’t a ghost.”

    -What did you expect? There are no ghosts in this world.

    You say that while pretending to be a ghost. Now that I can feel Schrödinger’s magic, I am determined to deceive them.

    Schrödinger ignored it and used salt magic on the kitchen. There are no worthy souls this time either.

    “Let’s go take pictures of the rest of the room.”

    -Don’t you have any questions for me?

    “doesn’t exist.”

    “Wouldn’t Schrödinger know the dyeing skill?”

    ―Do Yu-geon is right. There are a lot of questions to ask, such as the smoke in a photo or the existence of the soul.

    I don’t want to mess with Schrödinger.

    Since they didn’t say anything, Do Yu-geon came forward.

    “I’m curious. Please tell me both.”

    -The master thinks there is a soul. However, it disappears quickly and cannot be found at the place where it died. What is captured in a photograph is a remnant of the soul.

    Is it magic that can’t even investigate crimes?

    “Then what is the salt spell skill for? It can’t even be used in combat.”

    ―The flame spell skill is for the necromancer’s next skills. Fuel is needed to use necromantic magic. There is no magic without a cost. The same goes for necromancer.

    The remnants of the soul are compared to fuel. I said a word.

    “Schrödinger, you have a bad personality.”

    -As much as the owner? That’s too harsh an expression.

    ignored.

    I took pictures of the rest of the rooms, but as Schrödinger said, I couldn’t take pictures of anything that could be a soul. There is no reason for Schrödinger to lie about something like this.

    I left the mansion and caught a taxi. My eyelids are heavy and I feel sleepy. From now on, I should just sleep instead of going out in the middle of the night.

    The smartphone rang. It’s my grandfather.

    “Haneul, how was the filming?”

    “It’s just so-so.”

    “Was the soul taken?”

    “No. There was no soul.”

    Grandfather laughed.

    “Oh, that’s right. No matter if it’s a fantasy or something, the dead don’t say anything.”

    I glanced at Do Yu-geon sitting next to me. I’m looking out the window.

    “I’m sleepy, so hang up.”

    “But this time, you went with Do Yu-geon again.”

    “It’s because I’m bored when I go alone. I hang up.”

    “Eh.”

    I hung up.

    I’m sleepy.

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