Here’s what I’ve got for usable resources.
Burn treatment drug.
Powerade-colored sikhye.
Real success candy.
Gold Great Temple dedicated to the dragon.
A handful of gold coins from zombies.
Suspicious sea weed that multiplies.
The handful of gold coins is worth about ten million won by weight, but that’s nowhere near enough to buy this building, let alone 203.
They say you can’t even buy the rights to a single room, not an apartment.
The real success candy needs testing, and the Gold Great Temple dedicated to the dragon…
It’s bigger than a gold toad statue and finely crafted, probably worth over a hundred million.
Weighs over a kilo too.
But if the gate’s size distortion is real, selling it might be foolish.
It’d inflate back to original size.
Of course, in a world where big monsters invade, will gold’s value hold? Doubtful, but in such a world, gold might get pricier.
Sikhye needs Changhwan grandpa’s son-in-law re-education for me to get his investment.
The new product, growing seaweed, would be perfect if it only grew “that,” but it’s rejected because it doesn’t just grow “that.”
Talking about height. Seriously.
What’s left…
Complete burn treatment.
That’s a pricey drug too.
Enough to reincarnate a washed-up idol.
But if it gets big, there’ll be ingredient verification or pharma companies hounding me, which I thought about first.
I’d given up, thinking if I don’t guard my place, not just my room and me but the world could collapse.
After the room pandemic, no choice.
Above all, the red wizard’s steeped water (?) is low in supply.
Just one 2-liter PET bottle of it.
Used some to cook rice, so a bit over half remains.
“Gotta sell it.”
But now, sell and turn it into cash.
Worried about selling this stuff and hiding my identity, but it’s urgent.
I feared social backlash, but now I’m strong enough to cause social chaos.
For this, I’ll achieve the next spatial movement.
<Spatial Movement LV2>
Cooldown: 300 minutes.
Max distance increases to 1KM.
Can carry one piece of equipment.
Currently achieved Spatial Movement Level 2.
Need about 20 more uses for the next level.
Even sleeping 8 hours, it’ll take a week.
Among the hermit’s legacy from the single dragon, there’s a book that boosts spatial movement when read.
“Ugh, my eyes hurt.”
Still too small to see.
Above all, only one piece of equipment can be carried, so I don’t want to go out in just underwear, causing a scandal and making people happy.
As Strength and Charm rise, muscles look decent, but still.
Don’t wanna go out naked.
“Hey, Queen?”
“Yesss!”
Why’s she grinning so brightly? Makes me feel all fluttery.
“Why so excited?”
“I’m happy thinking you might care for me a bit now.”
“Nope?”
“Your level says otherwise. It means your heart fluttered for me.”
If I recognize a situation as charming, my level goes up.
The Queen can now see when I’m almost charmed as a level-up.
So…
My level above my head is now the number of times I’ve lusted.
“Embarrassing, but can’t deny it. When I can overpower you, do as you please.”
“I’m happy…”
Why’s that happy?
I teased her like a boy bullying a crush, calling her grandma, but now I’m just fond of her.
When I feel something rational, the level number above my head rises, can’t deny it.
With imagination, it jumps 4–5 levels.
“Hey, can you read this for me?”
The Fairy Princess could read it, but she’s asleep.
For three days, she hasn’t shrunk.
The otherworld’s water attack caused a mood shift, but her growth contributed too.
Feels like a real family, and the house feels cramped.
Told her to make seaweed rice, not a growth potion.
“Spatial movement… read it like this?”
“Yeah, let me hear.”
“You’ll get sleepy, wanna lie down here?”
“Sigh, charming again?”
“You might stay awake hearing my voice.”
“Will I?”
The Nightmare Queen offers her lap.
Feels like reading a fairy tale, so I lie down.
Since heart-fluttering signals show as levels, and it wasn’t bad leaning on each other during giant CatMan’s room takeover.
Listening to her read the spatial movement magic secret book… uh.
I’m really not sleepy.
Her position and outfit make her underbust visible.
By the time the Queen finishes reading the secret book.
<Spatial Movement LV5>
Cooldown: 60 minutes.
Max distance increases to 50KM.
Can carry one piece of equipment.
Spatial movement’s become quite useful.
It’s like moving at 50 km/h.
50 km in an hour’s like driving a car safely.
“But why only one piece of equipment?”
Obviously, I’d pick clothing, but only integrated outfits count as one piece for transfer.
So.
Full-body tights, a coat, or long padding.
Well, underwear’s summonable, so it’s fine.
Even with a trench coat, wearing shorts underneath makes me look like a boxer training in sweats?
“50 km, let’s see.”
My family’s land is in Wanju-gun, Jeollabuk-do, where my late grandma’s house, now half a shed, holds memories.
If I use it as a base and commute, it’d be convenient.
If I fully achieve spatial movement, I could accomplish things held back by social obstacles.
But it’s farther than 50 km, so I need higher levels.
<Next level: 0/50>
With cooldown drastically reduced, two days of non-stop spatial movement gets me to Level 6.
“But why are you trying to achieve this? Planning an invasion?”
“No, not really? Just no choice to work, earn money, and block the gate.”
“Why money?”
“Need money to buy you that phone.”
“…I’m happy.”
“Really?”
Telepathy’s fine, but without it, a phone’s needed to talk to the Queen.
My Sword Master power’s stronger than her.
She’s got high-end magic like Hellfire, but using it to catch monsters would blow up the studio.
“What’s your name, by the way?”
“Those who use magic don’t reveal true names. Curses can be cast through magic.”
“Oh, really? Then I shouldn’t reveal mine?”
“I won’t curse you, but a few in other clans can cast curses.”
So… that imp’s name, Ketotokkelpkek, might not be real?
“But you can tell me, right? I won’t curse.”
“Might make me a slave.”
<Level up.>
Level’s already 700.
Don’t need maritime clan monsters to send more.
“But you could’ve told me, I’d help.”
“How?”
“I can send you farther with less cooldown, same space.”
“Oh?”
“Since I sent through the gate.”
She says she could summon me for transport.
If so…
Gotta buy that phone quick.
[Huh!? Who’s there? I’m sick!]
“Mental illness?”
[What? Uh? Oh, yes. Uh. 203 oppa? Why?]
202’s reflex is to claim sickness, but calms when I reveal myself.
“Calling me in a panic and saying why? Brought a gift. Real sickness, or…”
Just in case, I asked if it’s a real quarantine disease, but the door’s already open.
“What do I do, oppa?”
“Can I come in? Here’s a gift.”
“Yeah, yeah. It’s fine.”
Gave her a sikhye bottle and stepped into 202.
So, entering 202’s room… uh.
This is bad.
“202’s wet too.”
“What?! No, it’s not!”
“Uh, wet marks there?”
“Pervert? Crazy? Seriously.”
What’s she talking about?
“The wallpaper, wallpaper. It’s wet and dried.”
Confirmed. It’s leaking through walls too.
No need to say why.
This is annoying.
Might need to check 204.
If 204’s leaking, it’s a construction flaw; if 204’s fine…
202’s fault, I guess.
One wrong splash, and water’s causing trouble everywhere.
“Why’s your head down?”
“No… it’s nothing. What do we do?”
202 asks what to do, but no choice.
“What do you do? Protest.”
“Protest?”
“Don’t open for anyone but me. They’re at home, don’t want people in, but landlord might barge in. Say there’s no wet spots, insist… uh, wallpaper like this, livable, right?”
If they detect walls for leak repairs and find this wall, it’s super bad.
I could use charm to block somehow, but if 202’s side gets breached, big problem.
Since otherworld guys caused 202’s wallpaper to get wet too, might need to repaper.
“Feels like ghosts linger in damp, but not sure now. It’s dried.”
“I’ll repaper later. Let’s keep this our secret.”
“No, uh, you’ll keep it secret, right… I messed up.”
“Here, 50,000-dollar, 50,000-euro sikhye.”
“Why that price?”
Yeah, price spiked a lot.
Someone paid that much. I got that money.
Lucky the cash bundle didn’t get wet.
“Enjoy it.”
“Yeah. Seeing 202 enjoy it feels good.”
“Oh, right, gotta buy food. When you eating?”
“If I had money for king crab, now.”
“Uh, um.”
Uh.
My Intelligence stat’s risen crazily with level-ups.
Even without sikhye, I can see stats roughly.
But…
Why’s her Intelligence going to Strength?
Some trait?
Vaguely guessed, but 202’s sikhye boosts Strength, not Intelligence.
Maybe a Memorial will pop up?
“Want something to drink, oppa?”
“Uh, yeah. Coffee?”
“I’ll make it. Wait.”
202 seems more normal than expected.
Her quarantine disease excuse impressed me.
<Resisting Nightmare’s charm, level up.>
Level 703.
Thinking 202’s normal is a level-up, so I’m pretty charmed by the Nightmare.
Can I hold out?
“Ugh, the wallpaper’s buckling.”
The wall patched for the giant mosquito hole’s torn.
If they peel it and see, it’s suspiciously different in color and texture, with mosquito-shaped marks.
This is my fault too, so it’s nerve-wracking. Why’s it torn?
Was I smug calling myself a papering god, but actually clumsy?
Don’t need to patch here too, right?
Was gonna make a fuss about the buckling wallpaper since they’re here to check.
“Waaaaaa!”
Gah!?
What? 202 attacked me!?
Screaming, she headbutts my stomach.
The stamina loss is no joke.
Didn’t bring a pot lid shield to someone’s house, obviously.
“Ugh, ow. What, what are you doing?”
“Ah.”
“What’s that? Ow, hot.”
The headbutt hurt so bad I didn’t notice, but coffee spilled too.
202, replacing coffee hospitality with a coffee slap, lets out a single sound seeing the cup.
“Ah, uh.”
<Super Regeneration restores burns.>
Luckily, Super Regeneration fixes internal and external damage, pain gone fast.
“Are you crazy? Seriously. Inviting someone and ramming them, what’s—”
Looking now, the pain and heat hid it, but her body slam pushed me onto the bed, and 202’s upper body is pressed against my stomach.
She lifts her head, looks at the wall, then me, panicking.
“I-if I said I suddenly wanted to hug, you wouldn’t believe, right?”
That was a tackle.