Prologue: Hunter Kim Bongpal
Kim Bongpal, a 1-year-old, was nad Kim Bongpal. At age 12, he escaped from the orphanage. At the age of 17, he started making a living with his natural fighting skills. And at 21 years old.
The world was destroyed.
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Ptooey!
A young man in his early to mid-20s spat bloody phlegm on the ground.
Haah. Fuck. I cant even do this.
Behind him was the hunched corpse of a monstrous creature.
Hey. If you have any cigarettes, give one.
The young man leaning on the monsters corpse spoke to the man next to him. The man, busy catching his breath, hurriedly approached at the young mans prompting and put a cigarette in his mouth.
Crackle-
Whooo. Haah. Its fucking hard, isnt it?
Yes. Youre right, Captain.
Captain, my ass. I told you to just call hyung.
It was a strange sight. The young man in his early to mid-20s was called the captain, but the other man mustve at least been thirty. But no one found it strange.
Whooo. Hey. Think well.
The young man, smoking the cigarette down to its butt, exhaled a long sigh.
Yes?
As you can see from the last few months, this is a fucking bad life.
Money? Yeah, fuck, you make good money. But do you know that?
The man laughed bitterly at the young mans words. He had said the sa thing since the first ti they t.
The hunter life its nothing.So, dont think about becoming a hunter and do what youve been doing.
The older man could only hear it as soone complaining for the sake of it.
I started my Hunter life at the age of twenty-one. The number of people who chose the sa line of work at that ti was 100and Im the only one who didnt die.
Son of a bitch, you dont seem impressed. Fuck, okay, Im not the only one. About ten are alive, and two of them lost a few limbs. About five guys are like and still make a living by slicing up monsters. The other three are over there, up there.
Crackle-
The young man lit another cigarette with the one still smoldering in his mouth.
The S-class Hunter you wanted to be, those bastards. They are 3 out of 100.
Its four.
What?
If you try, you can get an S-class license, right?
The young man laughed.
Bullshit. Do you think that anyone can beco an S-Class? You say that because you dont know, but in front of them, Im a joke.
What? Last ti, you dealt with three other A-class Hunters alone?
They only have A-grade labels. Fuck. If its a real S-class, even if theres one truck of guys like that, theyll all die in a single swing.
Although he said that, the A-class Hunters the young man dealt with were veterans whod been Hunters for more than 10 years. In fact, according to the standards of this young man, more than half of the S-class Hunters, of which there were only 50 in the world, were only labeled S-class Hunters.
Anyway. Think well. Fuck, theres a lot of talks because the number of monsters that appear has decreased. Sooner or later, this will be over.
Thanks for the advice.
Advice, my ass. Hey, Ill go first, so clean this up and follow . Haah, fuck. Is it because Im getting old? What did I do to make my body ache? Im going to have to stop doing this soon. Fuck.
So, 37-year-old A-class hunter Kim Bongpal added a 6-star monster to his hunting list, and four years later, Kim Bongpal, 41 years old, retired from the hunting life.
And at 57, the monsters disappeared.
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The worlds largest nightlife city, El Plades. The best hotel there, Caesars Palace, had a rumor close to a legend.
[In Caesars Palace lives a god.]
It was about a property god. A man who spent money like water in El Plades, which boasted several tis the price of other cities. A man who didnt hesitate to spend thousands of dollars on a al before returning to his hotel room with a smile, even if he lost hundreds of thousands of dollars overnight at the gambling board.
El Plades was a gathering place for wealthy people who prided themselves on being second to none when it ca to spending money. Even there, the property god was said to spend the most.
And there was one more rumor related to the property god.
[If the Property God is on your gambling board, never leave that board.]
Usually, gambling was about sotis losing and sotis winning. However, the property gods gambling had a slightly different aning.
Fuck, Im hungry. All in!
Call.
Everyones attention was focused on the dealers fingertips except one person. The man commonly referred to as the Property God didnt seem to care what kind of cards the dealer would get.
What should I get for dinner? Seafood? No, I ate that yesterday.
What was important to him right now was the dinner nu, not the gambling board that cost him nearly $1 million. And when the cards ca out.
Soone shouted.
I-Its ! I won!
The joy of taking the whole million dollars couldnt be contained. Of course, the man nicknad Property God was still not interested.
Hmm. I had fun.
He just said that to the man who got the money and left the table. He didnt seem to have any regrets about losing.
[If the Property God is on your gambling board, never leave that board.]
This maxim ca from the attitude of the man. He didnt gamble to win money; he would play a bit and always go all-in at the end. And if he won? He would go all in again. He would repeat it until he lost. For him, gambling wasnt an act to win money. It was just a ga as long as it didnt end without losing all the money he had brought.
Whoa! Oh, Property God-!
That was why the gamblers of El Plades fervently praised the Property God. He was a man who never went back after winning money and who betted everything on his hand no matter what it was. How could soone not love him, given that?
Dont be dramatic, fuck.
Of course, the man called Property God, 53-year-old forr A-class hunter Kim Bongpal, was still not interested.
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Kim Bongpal was a successful Hunter.
He was incredibly successful. Not enough to make a na for himself in history, but enough to be rich. Hunters made a lot of money if only they survived, and Kim Bongpal was a Hunter who survived until his retirent. Therefore, he made a lot of money. But if you had to ask if the money earned through life as a Hunter made Kim Bongpal the Property God
Well, it didnt.
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Every awakened Hunter had a status window.
[Na: Kim Bongpal / Age: 21 / Special Ability: Longevity]
This was the status window that Kim Bongpal first opened. It simply displayed only his na, age, and special abilities obtained upon awakening. What should be noted here was Kim Bongpals special ability, Longevity.
Kim Bongpal pondered and pondered, what was longevity? Others used their telekinesis to crush monsters; so awakened their swordsmanship and fought with weapons. What did his special ability an? It was simple to explain; it ant a long life.
However, Kim Bongpal thought that his special ability couldnt just be a matter of living longer. Everyone else received a combat ability to fight monsters, but his simply was to live longer. There could be nothing funnier.
So Kim Bongpal continued to think about what his special ability did.
Boom-
But the thinking didnt last long.
Son of a bitch, fuck! Hey! Pick up the sword!
The continuous appearance of monsters wouldnt allow Kim Bongpal to think, and he was too busy fighting. Especially in the beginning, after the world had changed, it was worse. All infrastructure collapsed, and people were worried about surviving from day to day.
All he had was a strong body, but thanks to his awakening, Kim Bongpal took up a sword to live. Fortunately, it wasnt just special abilities that made Hunters stronger. The more you fought, the more mana accumulated in your body, and the more monsters killed, the stronger that mana beca.
Kim Bongpal had a talent for using his body. Even if he didnt have the special abilities that everyone else had, he fought well. And 10 years later, when the world stabilized to so extent, Kim Bongpal was treated differently.
Wow. Mr. Bongpal didnt age at all.
Naturally, Kim Bongpal realized his special ability. He lived long and didnt grow old. No more, no less, that was all.
What? Others shoot fireballs like this, but longevity? Just not getting old and living longer?
The day he found out, Kim Bongpal-
Son of a bitch, this fucker!
Slash!
He fought harder then than he had ever before. Because he was born an orphan, Kim Bong-pal had a stronger obsession with life than anyone else. He didnt want to die but to live long until he beca senile.
But Kim Bongpal didnt age. He would continue to live unless he was killed by a monster or soone else who bore a grudge against him.
But he continued to seek the battlefield. It wasnt to die. However, the life he wanted was one of playing and eating as much as he wanted.
Fuuuck! Just because I built a building!
Kim Bongpal had beco rich thanks to his hard work fighting. However, he hadnt beco rich enough to play and eat as much as he wanted in his lifeti. For Kim Bongpal, a lifeti was sothing he couldnt quantify.
Scout? How much money will you give ?
M-Mr. Bongpal!
Fuck, what? Will you be the one giving more money? If so, stay.
So, Kim Bongpal had decided that he would make money. And a whole load of it, too, so that he could have fun and eat for the next few hundred years. Then, hed retire from this fucking Hunter life.
Rip-
Oh, fuck. The eyeballs went out. This is expensive.
Fortunately, it was a good world for Kim Bongpal to make money. Gradually, he beca rich. He went through the B-class and beca an A-class Hunter, and started to rake in cash. But did he make a fucking lot?
Damn governnt bastards! Why do you take so much in taxes?
He didnt. As the world stabilized, the new governnt needed a lot of money. And in the changing world, the occupations that made the most money were Hunters. Hunters made millions, tens of millions, and hundreds of millions won by killing a single monster. The tax rates levied on them were higher than any other occupation. If you risked your life to catch a monster, the governnt would take more than half of that profit.
Naturally, dissatisfaction rose among the Hunters. He would stand up and turn the sword aid at the monsters at the governnt. And to stop it, the governnt gave the Hunters a leash and collar nad the S-Class Hunter. Full tax exemption, annual maintenance of dignity paid by the governnt, free public facilities, immunity from most cris except murder
There were dozens of benefits granted solely to them. Everyone wanted to beco S-class Hunters, but only a handful could. Those that did were satisfied with the governnts policies. No matter how much garbage Hunters got taxed, what did it matter? Rather, it made their privileges even greater.
So, did Kim Bongpal, the man with a special talent for slicing Monsters, beco an S-class Hunter?
Fuck, son of a bitch!
He didnt.
There were conditions to beco an S-class Hunter. One must have the ability to fight the giant monsters that started appearing. Only those who could conjure a fireball the size of a 5-ton truck from their hands or increase their swordsmanship to the point it could cut down buildings were qualified as S-class Hunters.
It was an open secret that it was actually a condition put down to organize all the low-level Hunters who might stand up to the governnt rather than the giant monsters.
In any case, such an ability would be impossible without a special ability focused on destructive power, no matter how much mana was accumulated in the body, especially for Kim Bongpal, who lived long without getting old. So, when many of those who started life as Hunters with Kim Bongpal beca S-class Hunters.
Slice-!
He still worked as a hunter while resenting the damn world. But from a certain mont, Kim Bongpal stopped resenting the world. Why?
The world had stabilized, but peoples lives were still harder than before. And people who had a hard life always dread of making money. So, the lottery was reborn with a whopping 1 billion in prize money,
Oh my god, fuck? I-I won?
This ti, the world sided with Kim Bongpal.
A billion dollars?!
If soone made a billion dollars, people would say:
Its money you can play with for the rest of your life.
Kim Bongpal also thought so.
Fuck! This Hunters life is over! This is retirent, retirent!
So, Kim Bongpal played and ate and continued on after retirent.
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