Chapter 89: Delivery Day

All done.

The crude oil attack on my room stopped at barely one barrel’s worth.

It clearly seemed intended as an assault from the black sea, but all sorts of bones came out, then the attack suddenly ceased.

“Did they really send it by mistake?”

Worried about vapor explosion, I scooped it into a mini pool and washbasin for now—but just in case, I sent the mini pool to Grandma’s house, now a storage.

I did consider opening a portal to Saemangeum, dumping the crude to trigger a reevaluation of the “shit land” as potential oil field, easing the grudge of underdeveloped North Jeolla or something.

Too little for reevaluation.

No reason to anyway.

This small amount of crude—Korea probably drills that much domestically?

Dreaming of oil nation status—just not profitable.

Separate from that, my eyes are drawn more to the dragon bones the gate strained to shit out.

“This is seriously sharp?”

Three fragments of <Primordial Dragon Bone> emerged.

One palm-sized, shaped like an Acheulean hand axe; another curved sharp like a crescent moon; the last pointed like an icicle.

The Acheulean hand axe and icicle dragon bones—if attached to poles and sharpened, could totally become spears.

“This one would make a weird dagger with a hilt.”

The smooth, long crescent one that passed the gate best is sharp and long, but still under two handspans.

Not for stabbing—refine it as a curved blade with a grip, and it should be usable.

“Hm.”

I’ve glimpsed the dragonkin with memory reading.

Couldn’t read the level, but at least stronger than the Nightmare Queen?

Plus, the attacks so far are mostly mana-based.

Sending material for a dragon-killing weapon doesn’t make sense—but probably a mistake.

“Anyway, thanks—I’ll put it to good use.”

If Yong-gae’s mom rampages saying her kid was raised like a dog, I might need a self-defense weapon.

The remaining mystery bones just look like chicken bones.

Of course, dragon bones like dinosaurs—could be mistaken for chicken, so I stored them.

“But why are you acting like that, Princess?”

The Fairy Princess, pot on head and baby dragon clutched in her arms, won’t come near.

“Yong-gae’s scared!”

“Kkyuu, kkyu. Ang, ang!”

Does it have to bark?

Should I take it to a cat café?

I get the feeling.

Even humans would feel eerie in a place full of remains.

Must be especially effective on dragons.

But isn’t that dragonkin guy classified as a dragon too? What’s with this?

I asked the Nightmare Queen.

“You guys. Are you sending this to raise me or something?”

“I did want to. Anything raised is good, right? Ehet.”

“Ah, no… Yes, understood.”

“Why the greeting?”

“Just because.”

It seems polite, but fundamentally someone I should bow deeply to.

“Hm, the Sea of Death doesn’t just take those who go to die—it’s full of those who died there too.”

“This!”

The Fairy Princess suddenly thrusts out her pot.

“Huh? Oh, for me?”

“Grow it into a spear shaft!”

“You know the word ‘spear shaft’?”

“Yeah. Joo-heon teaches me everything.”

“I don’t think I taught ‘spear shaft’?”

I taught curses, if anything.

No high-class vocabulary.

I just figured the Fairy Princess uses magic to instantly read intelligence like the Nightmare Queen, but she sweats coldly, looks away, and ends the conversation.

“Anyway, it’ll make a super good spear!”

That’s probably a world tree or something—timber with top-tier potential.

The primordial dragon bone alone sounds extraordinary from the description.

“O2222”

Yong-gae stays wary, but opens wide and bites the ogolgye chicken bone.

Definitely not dragon bone.

“No, hey! Don’t eat it, you! Yong-gae!”

“Kkiing, kkiing.”

“Try imitating this. Grrr. Roar. Hey, you mortals.”

“Grrr, roar, hey, you mortals.”

Oh? Good job. But.

Does it not understand the meaning, just mimicking?

“If there’s a good blacksmith, you could refine it into a weapon.”

The Nightmare Queen keeps examining the dragon bone closely.

“Looks like it? But then how to refine?”

Beyond primitive bone axe with leather strap and glue on the handle—I have no talent.

All done.

“Raise your Magic more!”

“Ah, yes. If the Princess cries… No, no! Stop!”

She’s about to headbutt again.

She might hurt herself or the wall—I stopped her.

“I won’t headbutt!”

But I saw her arms against that wall—unconvincing.

“Yes, Princess. No headbutting…”

“This.”

Why raise both arms?

Huh?

The Fairy Princess kneels, raises both hands high, and starts sniffling.

“I’m sorry. Sniff.”

“Ah, no…”

“Oh dear…”

“I didn’t tell you to.”

Looks like misunderstanding.

“No, you didn’t do anything wrong—why!?”

“This way I cry!”

Usually she doesn’t.

Must have seen it somewhere. Hands up punishment while sniffling.

But this time, not fairy tears—fairy snot?

What’s that for.

“No need. Uh.”

Pumping stats max by making the Fairy Princess cry—another form of child abuse—would work, but I have a conscience.

Plus, leftover stats over 800.

From killing the Octopus King and King Crab King, plus daily so-called flirting from the Nightmare Queen—my displayed level entered the turbulent 20th century, soon heading to the 21st.

Thinking about it, other stats rise nicely at 1 each, no need to squeeze the fairy just for Magic.

“Let’s hit Magic 1,000.”

Just pumped Magic straight.

Reason for 1,000 benchmark—now at 1,000 Magic, I can use the dragon heart mana amplifier.

No-questions-asked triple mana effect artifact—worth raising for.

Magic was in the 800s; crossing 900s acquired extra skills.

<Enchant>

Can imbue equipment with magical effects.

Finally hitting 1,000—felt lacking at exactly 1,000, so added 4 more and tidied stats.

<Magic Limit Break>

Can grant stronger magical effects to limit-broken items. Stronger with similar attributes.

<Golem Control LV15>

Can control larger, stronger, less human-like golems.

Skills like imbuing mana for golems, mana creatures, bubble bombs leveled up and became acquirable.

<Magic 1,000 Perk>

<Weather Change – Blizzard LV50>

Can change weather within 10km radius to cause blizzard for about 50 minutes. Enables over 5cm snowfall. Can temporarily induce cold via ice skills and mana.

<Spatial Movement LV20> <Portal LV10> <Near-Death Healing LV1>

Temporarily grants target Super Regeneration LV50 via mana. Faster on Super Regeneration owners.

Some insanely good ones poured in, and even.

<Can apply Guaranteed Penetration LV5 to weapons.>

Could load water gun fish skills, skeletonization, etc.

Magic 1,000 perks were plenty already—gripping the dragon heart added perk on perk.

Spatial Movement with dragon heart now reaches Shandong in China, Kyushu in Japan.

Current point is Daejeon—if from Busan, reaches Kansai; from Gangwon east, maybe Russia.

But this…

“No weapon crafting?”

“Hm, not sure!”

Ah, yeah yeah.

Magic was going up anyway.

The dragon bone weapon will get me out of fly swatter and fist one-tool.

But using it with glue-and-tape dogshit finish feels wrong.

Then a stat caught my eye.

Dexterity.

The most neglected stat.

Speed I’ve cared since King Slime fight; Luck too for Box of Desire and limit break chances—some attention.

8 stats, level 1900s. Arithmetically over 100 each.

But my level-up random stats favor Strength and Stamina—Dexterity in 80s.

Feels like a breakthrough possible…

Leftover stats.

Hit Dexterity 100 too.

“Oh?”

Hitting Dexterity 100—like Magic 1—tech tree selectable.

<Animal Materials> <Plant Materials> <Minerals> <Liquids> <Intangible Elements>

[Select one tech tree to acquire related skills. Additional trees require Dexterity 200.]

Tech trees there, but no skill explanations.

From stats to skills—probably production-related.

Minerals might give blacksmithing—but this is dragon bone?

Need Animal Materials together?

“How do I select this?”

Explained the status window in view—but both Nightmare Queen and Fairy Princess play dumb.

“My Dexterity is somewhat high, but I only know it relates to combat skill accuracy.”

“Don’t know!”

Feels human-exclusive. Pressed index fingers to temples, tried communing with Memorials.

‘I’m no technician.’

‘Who’d obsess over such a stat?’

‘Even making Memorials—if Dexterity-specialized, I discarded. Meaningless.’

Those guys—human or otherrace—all despise craftsmanship.

“Ugh, select anyway.”

Since dragon bone. Pressed Animal Materials tech tree.

Bone processing, leather processing, sundae(?) processing, meat utilization—skills selectable.

“Process directly? Skills just appear?”

Further explanation.

[With mana furnace, uses user’s mana as material to craft items.

Blueprint composed from user’s imagination; performance improves proportional to Intelligence.

Mineral smelting requires flame-specialized furnace.]

Like a 3D printer?

Design from my head.

Mana furnace where…

<RiceCookerMan LV974 – Spirit Weapon, Mana Synthesis Cauldron, Gate Keeper>

Easier than thought?

Ding dong.

Doorbell rings in my room—simultaneously something placed in hallway.

Soon text: delivery arrived. Oh, it came.

“Probably food again?”

“Strawberries!”

“Ah, that was tasty.”

The Fairy Princess likes soft boxed cookies with strawberry cream in the middle.

But I didn’t order now.

Smaller box than expected arrived.

Opened it, handed to Nightmare Queen.

“Uh, here.”

“Eh? Uh?”

“Yes, gift. Play with it.”

“Ah, this—when you touch the body… video comes out inside?!”

Don’t phrase it as touching the body.

It’s capacitive touch.

“Thank you so much. I’ll treasure it forever. Even in death, I won’t part from my body—truly.”

“Ah, no need for that.”

<The Nightmare Queen is touched by your gift.>

Looking at it—Fairy Princess or Nightmare Queen—seems affection not visible in normal status works?

“Aeong.”

CatMan—who nearly exploded the house with electricity amid vapors—returns biting something.

“Back? Reflected a lot…”

[I went to fetch what you always pursue in heart and would like most—be moved by my gratitude.]

What CatMan brought—a piece of cloth.

Uh.

Ha… this…

CK brand stands out—memorable pale green…

Women’s panties.

“You crazy bastard!?”

[Why? I brought what you’d like most.]

“What the… ha.”

Damn.

Still, held breath one turn, swallowed anger.

“You crazy bastard! Kyahaha…”

[Won’t care about the kid’s education?]

“…”

Scared the Fairy Princess might inherit animal abuse habits.

Yeah, anger at mute animal…

No, talking animal.

Sigh, probably 202’s—return it.

Delivering directly awkward.

But I have portals.

Open portal to 202’s bathroom area, gently place there.

Or roll it up, slip through the hole.

Nothing difficult.

But why did that cat take so long stealing underwear next door?

Skips work when ordered?

***

The dragonkin’s death lake strategy blocked—but not without gains from the ancient death lake.

Acquired higher-tier magic skills from ancient dragon remains.

Thus could create something.

<Doppelganger>

Many monsters used humans as resource, fell with human extinction.

Ghouls, succubi, mimics creating Boxes of Desire.

Among them, not just fallen—extinct.

Primordial human imitators: doppelgangers.

Dragonkin gained transformation technique from ancient dragon power and skills—similar phenomenon to extinct doppelgangers.

“01…”

***

202, sitting on the toilet, noticed underwear soaked in toilet floor water.

Laundry goes straight to veranda washer—why here?

But.

202’s head tilted down.

The color she’s wearing now?

“Huh?”

Panties multiplied.

***

Sample panties on lower torso mannequin gone.

49900 crossed to 29900 price tag—nearby clear bite marks, black fur stuck 50,000 won bill placed.