Next morning, Sungjin made his way down to the 1st floor of Ninety Nine Nights.

  “Toast, and Vanilla Latte.”


  He ordered his breakfast.

  “Woof”


  And noticed Cain, whom he had forgotten about.

  “Ah, that’s right. Give Cain something too.”


  After ordering food for Cain, Sungjin took his feet out of his shoes and rested them on top of another chair. Dalupin left to prepare his breakfast.

  While munching away on the toast and Vanilla Latte, Sungjin thought of the next raid, ‘Greysoul Cemetery’. He felt his appetite draining. He put down the toast he was eating.

  ‘That’s not really a place I wanted to return to……’


  Sungjin put down his half-eaten toast and left the ‘Ninety Nine Nights’ with his cup of latte.

  “Kyan”


  Cain also, as expected, followed him out. The weather was beautiful. The ‘Black Market’ could be seen in the distance.

  ‘.……Should I buy some Holy water now……?’


  The thought ran through his mind. But he needed to save every black coin he could muster so that he may purchase a legendary item later on.

  ‘Operator, remaining time?”


  [3 Minutes 12 Seconds.]

  There was still some time left before the raid. Sungjin downed the rest of his Vanilla Latte and returned to the table he had his breakfast at. He decided to allocate his points the way he had planned last night.

  “Operator, allocate 700 to Strength, 800 to Dexterity, and 700 to Endurance.”


  [Strength has risen by 700, Dexterity by 800, and Endurance by 700 points.]

  Sungjin was now prepared mentally for the upcoming raid. No matter how high his status points were, it was no easy feat to finish the chapters at 100% completion.

  Especially alone.

  Soon, the Operator began her countdown.

  [Raid will begin shortly. 10, 9, 8]

  Sungjin pet Cain briefly.

  “See you in a bit, Cain.”


  And after a moment, he disappeared from Ninety Nine Nights.

  *

  Late at night, worn out street lamps dimly illuminated the surroundings, casting shadows upon the rows of tombstones nearby. A crow flies off of a twisted dried up tree devoid of leaf or life.

  “Caw Caw~”


  The place Sungjin was teleported to was an eerie Cemetery. The Operator began her explanations.

  [Hello. Welcome to Greysoul Cemetery.]

  [It is a place filled with regrets and grudges of the dead.]

  [As announced before, starting with this chapter]

  [There will be no more tutorials, and the raids will begin right away.]

  ‘.……I can never get used to this place……’


  Sungjin took a look around his surroundings and licked his lips. It still tasted sweet from the Vanilla Latte.

  [Synchronizing Hunters.]

  The space around Sungjin blurred for a moment, and four Hunters emerged. Sungjin read the titles before even looking at the teammates themselves.

  ‘Bear Hunter’, ‘Mid-level Samurai’, ‘Scout’, ‘Veteran Spearman’.

  ‘Oh~’


  This time there were two impressive titles. ‘Mid-level Samurai’ and ‘Veteran Spearman’.

  Sungjin inspected the owners of the two titles. Anyone could tell that the ‘Mid-level Samurai’ was a Japanese man.

  He looked to be about in his early 20s, maybe even younger than the current Sungjin. He had grown out his chin hair and had shaved part of his eyebrows to make the tips pointy. Of China, Japan, and Korea, only Japanese men would sport such a look at such an early age.

  ‘I guess he’s a real Samurai.’


  Sungjin took a look at the ‘Veteran Spearman’. This man was completely black.

  Compared to black men in America or Europe, his skin tone was of an even darker shade. It was hard to make out his features due to the dim lighting, but the whites of his eyes were prominently visible.

  ‘.……I think…… He’s African.’


  The last two individuals lacked anything noteworthy about themselves. The ‘Bear Hunter’ was a tall westerner, and the ‘Scout’ was a thin, agile looking man. He guessed that he was probably from India.

  Sungjin was checking the vibe of the group. If it was going to be awful, he wanted to tell them

  ‘Gather as four and go hunt small mobs’


  Just like he had done with the others until now. But before he got his words out, the ‘Mid-level Samurai’ stepped forward and stole the show.

  “Hey, you four should group up and hunt trash. I’ll go and solo the boss in a flash!”


  The other four, including Sungjin, stared at the Samurai. Sungjin especially so.

  The Samurai had invested well into his equipment. From top to bottom, he wore ‘normal’ to ‘rare’ items.

  The Katana he held appeared fairly high spec. Probably an item sold in the ‘Last Edge’. Sungjin couldn’t help but think

  ‘He sure bought a lot of things.’


  He must have been an ace in the other raids, carrying his team. The ‘Scout’ Indian man piped in.

  “Well…… isn’t it better if we……stick together?”


  The ‘Bear Hunter’ agreed with the ‘Scout’.

  “Yes, I agree. Chinese kid, no matter how strong you are, wouldn’t we be stronger if we all worked together?”


  With the exception of the ‘Mid-level Samurai’, the rest of the team seemed rather agreeable.

  “Hey! Don’t you see the katana and the title? I am Japanese! Japanese! Anyway, sure, we can go together. But, when we face the boss, stand back. No matter how hard you try, I’m going to take the highest contribution.”


  Sungjin reflected over his actions.

  ‘Was I…… Like that……?’