YM778.TV Chapter 58
Chapter 58
Translator: Seven
Editor: Ana_Banana
[9 days have passed since the players entered the dungeon, will the attack fail?]
Tadak!
A reporter who had just typed that title, raised his head. All around him, other reporters also typed away on their laptops, some of them sitting in uncomfortable plastic chairs in front of a convenience store. The number of reporters was substantial, many of them hailing from all over the world.
All the languages blended together confusingly, there was some English, some French, even Japanese could be heard.
But this was nothing strange.
This was a historical event. No one had ever successfully hunted a Needle Snake, and only a few groups in the world had successfully cleared an A+ rank Dungeon.
‘They will fail.’
Of course, the reporter never considered the possibility of this attempt being successful.
“It’s been nine days, but there’s still no news.”
“There’s no news? It’s not like we expected any in the first place.”
Most reporters there had never considered that the players would succeed.
“But there are so many people here.”
“Well it would be quite shocking if they are successful after all.”
This was because there wasn’t a single factor which could help to increase the chances of success.
“Ah, whatever happens, I hope it happens soon. We can’t stay here forever.”
To be honest, the reporters weren’t here because of their professional spirit of wanting to report historical events. Most of them were simply following orders from the higher ups and were in fact very reluctant to be there.
Because of this, the reporters were unprepared to take a photo when the first person exited the dungeon.
“Huh?”
“Eh?”
The reporters didn’t know how to react. Rather it was the players who’d just left the dungeon who began to move urgently.
“Gather people!”
“Haitai Guild! Where are the Haitai Guild support team!”
“Hey! Come on!”
Players covered in signs of intense battle began to call out to people.
“Who is the person in charge here?!”
“Official! Official!”
Some even called for Government Officials. The reason was simple.
“Russian! Stop the russians!”
“They hunted the Needle Snake! Stop them!”
“Uh, brother! You should come over here at once.”
They wanted to prevent the Needle Snake’s hunters from leaving this place.
Soon after, they discovered Lee Jin-ah and Kim Woo-jin who just walked out of the dungeon gate.
“There! There they are!”
“They hunted the Needle Snake!
“Huh?”
However, they could not stop Kim Woo-jin and Lee Jin-ah as they walked toward a black Mercedes S-class sedan that had been waiting for them.
Of course, it wasn’t the fact that it was a luxury car that stopped them. If you checked any player who had entered the Second Floor you could easily find someone who owned a Maybach or similarly upper class car.
No, it wasn’t the car that stopped them, it was the number plates that were on them.
‘Damn, it’s a diplomatic plate.’
Even if the players were angry enough that they found it hard to control themselves, they could only control and suppress that anger when they saw a number plate belonging to the Russian Embassy in Korea.
And so Kim Woo-jin and Lee Jin-ah were able to easily escape a tense situation.
“Hey, Se-chan is really amazing.”
In fact, Lee Jin-ah who was sitting in the back seat of the car couldn’t help but exclaim.
“Mercedes-Benz, did he have to spend some money?”
Rather than being impressed by the fact that it was a diplomatic vehicle, he was admiring the fact that it was a Mercedes S-class.
“I wonder how he feels about the oil prices.”
Lee Jin-ah repeatedly exclaimed in admiration and surprise as he prepared to use this opportunity to its fullest.
He laid down in the back seat.
“Now I can rest a bit.”
Kkik!
Then the car slowed down.
“Huh?”
As the vehicle stopped on an old abandoned road, Lee Jin-ah sat up.
Click!
The lock on the door released and it’s meaning was simple.
“We’re getting off?”
“There is another vehicle waiting for you.”
An affirmative answer came from the driver seat. So Lee Jin-ah had no choice but to get out, his expression sour.
Kim Woo-jin also got out of the car.
As soon as they got out, they saw a light car parked on the other side of the road. Lee Jin-ah, could only mutter helplessly when he saw the car.
“This is more like it. Damn, that guy really hates spending money!”
In fact this was to be expected. It was impossible for them to take the diplomatic car to the embassy. Instead switching vehicles in the right place was the perfect way for them to hide their true identities.
Lee Jin-ah was also aware of this.
“No, no matter how much it costs, did he really have to prepare a car like this? Did he get it out of a junkyard somewhere? Just look at it. How are we supposed to ride in this huh? Is there a human who would drive this?”
He couldn’t stop complaining after he started.
“There’s none?”
Kim Woo-jin answered Lee Jin-ah’s question.
“This is my car.”
“Huh?”
Instead of answering, Kim Woo-jin opened the door, got into the car and started it up with great familiarity, proving it was his.
“Hahaha…”
As he saw this, Lee Jin-ah could only smile awkwardly and walk around to the passenger side.
“Yes, in a country where oil prices are so high, you should drive a light car. Driving an expensive car that only sucks oil isn’t worth it.”
Lee Jin-ah did his best to make excuses.
“Ah, did anything good come from the Needle Snake? It wasn’t a big weapon or anything, but I think there was an inner core or spirit orb or something, no?”
Then he changed the topic.
“You took something out of its hide didn’t you?”
Kim Woo-jin ignored him and took a cellphone out of the dashboard instead. After he opened the flip phone, he held the number 0, activating the speed dial.
“This is Oh Se-chan.”
Oh Se-chan answered the phone immediately.
“The Skull Guild has declared war on Park Yong-wan. There’s a lot of details so we’ll later. For now, go to the nearest rest stop and relax for a bit.”
Tuk!
The call ended immediately after.
When Kim Woo-jin ended the call and folded the flip phone closed, Lee Jin-ah leaned over/
“What? What’s up?”
In response, Kim Woo-jin smiled.
“Something good.”
Hwangsanbeol Rest Area.
This place, which had once been extremely quiet, had been booming with activity recently.
This was because of the A+ dungeon that had appeared in Nonsan. Whenever dungeon gates appeared, they would attract the attention of the whole world, and the area they were in would become swarmed with people.
-The player who is said to have successfully hunted the Needle Snake is Isaac Ivanov of the Russian Mokosh Guild.
When the news of the successful hunt of the Needle Snake was released, everyone began to pay attention.
“What? A Russian’s got it?”
“Why didn’t our country hunt it?”
Many people were angry.
“I knew it! Players in our country only know how to talk. They’re useless.”
“If it were me, I’d let the Messiah Guild handle it!”
“Why did the government open an A+ dungeon to the foreigners? We should choose a new president!”
It was anger towards the incompetents who allowed the sweet fruit that was the Needle Snake, to be stolen.
It was at that moment that a man walked into the rest area filled with people staring at their smartphones. However no one paid attention to this man who appeared to be in his mid twenties who was wearing a hat.
The man walked toward a convenience store that was at the side of the rest area and handed the employer a thousand won bill.
“Please change this to coins.”
“Yes? Ah!”
The convenience store worker, who had been focused intently on his phone as he watched the news about the Needle Snake, quickly came out of his thoughts. Then he handed some coins from the cash register to the man.
“Sorry, I didn’t see you there.”
He quickly apologized and made an excuse, as he hadn’t been paying attention to his job.
“Did you know? The dungeon in Sinpung. The one with the Needle Snake. It’s been cleared.”
The man didn’t answer, but the convenience store worker continued to speak.
“But you know, it was a foreigner who did it. They should’ve let the Messiah Guild do it! Shouldn’t they?”
In response to that, the man replied with a smile.
“That’s right.”
A bright smile could be seen on the man’s face.