Chapter 189
Episode 189: Gourmet Expedition
I am leaving the dance hall and moving through the hallways inside the club.
Although it is called a club, it is not a realistic structure. Rather, it is a space designed according to game logic.
Just as the stages of a game are divided, the inside of the club is largely divided into three areas.
one. The dance hall where Seo Cheon-seul is currently running wild. There are also things like small general rooms inside this space.
two. VIP room separated in a separate location.
Normally, you would have to fight against fake douchebags hiding in each room, petty cultists, and zombies created by sucking blood.
The structure is to secure consumable items such as simple clues, artifacts, and Nirvana in that room.
[System: The Feast Offering trait is activated.]
Thanks to the sacrificial nature of the dinner, which would normally have been a penalty, there was no need to go there.
All the enemies inside the club have flocked to the dance hall and are joining the incredible dance party created by Seo Cheon-seul.
“Hehe-hehe-yoho! Wind! Storm! Ehe- Herua! Good, good!”
The sound of Seo Cheon-seul’s singing is heard from beyond the wall.
It’s probably turning into a goblin-shaped crusher and pulverizing all enemies right now.
“Anyway, thanks to that, I don’t have to do any life-saving work.”
I looked around the VIP room with my senses, but there was nothing special.
Although humanoid entities with magical powers have been confirmed, they are probably survivors of the Bongilcheon Sect.
‘Anyway, there are people with special abilities in the Bongilcheon Sect.’
These friends were unable to be rescued because they resisted the effects of the magic spell thanks to their exceptional talent.
Of course, thanks to being so talented, as soon as Seo Cheon-seul attacked, he scattered around the club and hid.
“There’s no need to take care of it.”
It’s a bit disturbing.
There is strangely no blood in the dance hall, but blood is oozing from the survivors’ wounds.
When blood is captured by the senses, the stomach contracts of its own accord, causing terrible pain.
“Ugh-”
Damn, I feel like throwing up.
Fear of blood is a hindrance.
‘Of all the phobias you can have, this is the worst.’
No, fish phobia was more shitty? The fact that it is everywhere may have added to the fear of number 13.
But my fear of blood constrains my actions at the most critical moments and narrows the tools available to me.
‘Because of this, I missed the two people I met before.’
In any case, this phobia needs to be resolved quickly. In the future, there will be a lot of people who can’t get over without seeing blood.
“It’s best to deal with it while Seo Cheon-seul is there.”
Madness interferes with my rational thinking and rational judgment.
However, it is not to the extent that you cannot detect patterns that are repeated several times.
Whether due to the guidance of the bastard beyond the message window or the sacrificial nature of the feast, bloodphobia will one day manifest itself in its most horrific form at the worst possible moment.
But three times already. They were all solved the same way.
‘Anyway, if I kill the bastard who provoked me then, I’ll be cured, right?’
This is another reason why I decided to accept Seo Cheon-seul’s request.
There will not be many situations in the future where a surreal helper like Seo Cheon-seul is attached.
It is best to overcome your fear of blood while Seo Cheon-seul is by your side. but… … .
‘damn. ‘Easier said than done.’
Even if someone said they would put it back together, would you be able to cut off your own head with peace of mind?
Even if you were guaranteed to build stronger neck muscles, would you enjoy hanging yourself with a rope?
Even with the promise of awakening your ability to fly in a moment of crisis, can you really have fun jumping off a building?
Because my mental strength is over 20 points and Seo Cheon-seul is next to me – and because Seo Cheon-seul is pushing me by borrowing the authority of Cheongeumdang and Mangeum Great King – I came this far, but honestly, I just couldn’t come in.
However, the little bits of blood I see are holding me back.
“Bahahaha!!”
The sound of Seo Cheon-seul’s laughter coming from the direction of the dance hall.
Kwaaaaang! The sound of an explosion.
As expected, he is a character who is truly far from the horror genre.
[System: The heroic actions of your colleagues inspire you.]
“after.”
good. Let’s calm down.
When the unnecessary thoughts created by fear are suppressed, something new becomes visible.
“what? for a moment.”
Blood droplets scattered on the floor or wall are concentrated in a certain direction.
A presentation often used in games.
A visible trace is left to guide the player in the direction in which he or she will move.
“Ugh. “I can’t believe I didn’t see this.”
No, it’s not that I didn’t see it. I was ignoring it because of my phobia.
Even these blood droplets are moving very slowly. Inside the club as if being drawn by something – the third area located in this club.
This is the management area where the kitchen, office, and staff room are located.
“Is this exactly the kitchen?”
Normally, I would have moved more confidently, but honestly, it’s not easy right now.
Follow the blood and walk?
To me now, this is the same level of demand as asking me to walk while stepping on a corpse.
——————
faqwiki.us
Join our Discord for new chapter updates!
https://discord.com/invite/xr7SxG5T6V
——————
Instead of the nausea I had barely suppressed, a crazy itching began. It itches inside my ribs, behind my eyeballs, and inside my skull.
I made my way to the back of the club, scratching my wrist for no reason.
Am I making the right decision right now? Phobias inhibit the flow of thoughts.
“Oh, I don’t know. If it becomes dangerous, the great Captain Cheongeum will help you.”
I believe it. King Mangeum. Captain Cheongeum. Cheongeumdang fighting.
“ha-”
A sigh pouring out.
The kitchen is getting closer.
There are places like offices and staff rooms, but there is no need to search for other places.
Waad-duk-duk-dud-duk-dud-duk-
Because there’s a terrible noise coming from the kitchen.
“Ugh.”
The stomach contracts again. An unpleasant pressure rises in my throat. I feel like throwing up.
Just by that sound, you can tell what’s going on in the kitchen – what’s going on – what’s going to happen.
Crack-duck-crack-clack-chop-chop-chop- slurp- slurp-
Breaking bones – tearing flesh – drinking blood –
“Looks like you’re having a hard time.”
Blood splattered on the floor and walls is creeping toward the kitchen.
Those hideous red fluids are crawling, writhing, writhing, writhing, writhing, approaching to be eaten by the terrible monster that preys on them.
Are the red fluids filling my body being attracted to the same thing? Going to be eaten Going to be eaten Going to be eaten
My skin itches. My eyes sting. I feel dizzy.
When I get to the kitchen and see what’s waiting for me – I’ll tear my skin, gouge out my eyes, crush my head – and pour out all the nasty fluids in my body, right? Oh yeah. Eat it, please. Drink it all and get rid of it.
In fact, isn’t that what I came here hoping for?
is it so. Actually, it was all a lie.
I saw a desiccated corpse whose entire body had been completely drained of blood.
From the first time I saw it, I was captivated by its fascinating appearance. that’s right. In fact, I came here to be like that.
Please take all this nasty stuff out of my body.
I would rather be a monster without blood, without will, without ego, without the concept of myself.
No need for blood. Please drink all this disgusting stuff and get rid of it.
The blood keeps going.
And Kim Shin-hwa steps forward following that blood. No, me?
Is this my idea now? Are these the thoughts of a lunatic stuck in my head? Is it true that I have come this far with my own will, my own thoughts, and my own judgment?
weird. Why doesn’t madness occur? No, could it be that madness has already set in? The message window said nothing yet. There is no judgment. Am I now in a state of madness? Was there a decision made without my knowledge? Is this my madness that has nothing to do with the system? Why am I thinking like this? It feels like my body is moving regardless of my mind. Am I really thinking this right now? Am I really Kim Shin-hwa?
If you go a little further, you will reach the kitchen.
There he is. There is His messenger who will solve my problems.
Kwaaaaang!
As the wall collapses, a terrible-looking monster flies in.
[The unique function of the L-class accessory ‘Carcosa’s Mask’, ‘Dreamy Blur’, is activated.
// Dreamy Blur: Automatically casts the ‘Blink’ spell.]
I moved against my will to a position ten steps away from me.
[Blinking complete. Cooldown: 864,000 seconds]
A lively voice that forcibly changes the terrible atmosphere.
“Seobang Kim, catch that guy! “That’s a real douchebag!”
A bizarre and ugly shape.
Everyone used to conveniently say that it was an alien, but the real Duookshini really looked like an alien.
Skinny limbs, long hands that reach down to the knees, and big eyes that seem to fill half the face.
“Kyahaaaaaak!”
The grotesquely shaped Douokusini let out an eerie roar. Although they say they’re really two-faced, they look like they’re completely devastated.
It seems that Seo Cheon-seul, who was running rampant at the dance hall, got into a fight with the real Doo Eok-sini, broke the wall, and ended up flying all the way to this place.
Duokshini passionately puts both hands together and makes a complex hand sign, then emits a whistling sound and spits out flames from his mouth.
Grumbling-
“Nirihil- Nilniri- your face is so good!”
Seo Cheon-seul, who cleared away the flames by rotating the Geumgang rod, lifted Duoksini’s chin.
Kwaaaaang!
“Keueeek!”
[System: The heroic actions of your colleagues inspire you.]
“Bahahaha! You caught it, you bastard! “You probably didn’t know there was a comrade in this body here!”
No, I don’t think I helped much at all.
“Krrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
They said he was really a doo-eok-shi, but it seems like he was quite a harsh person. Duo-o-sini, who broke through the ceiling, shouts out as he makes the sound of footsteps pounding on the ceiling.
“You are the one who fell into the trap! “My colleagues are here too!”
“Show me once that you are a comrade, Mr. Kim, whom I brought here, is a very terrible and persistent villain! “In over 1,500 years of life, I have never seen a more poisonous Kim Seo-sang!”
You’re saying something ridiculous.
“Captain Cheongeum, I don’t think that’s a compliment?”
“Didn’t you say that Mr. Kim doesn’t really like this body? “Of course it’s not a compliment.”
“under-.”
A concentration of magical energy can be sensed at the top of the ceiling.
“Watch out for that guy! “Unlike the fake doo-o-okshini, I can use Taoist arts!”
“I know!”
Quaaaang!
A hole opens in the ceiling and flames suddenly pour out. At the same time, I activated the magic I had prepared.
[Thunder Animal]
The electricity that flowed through the hole in the ceiling struck the two people hidden in the ceiling.
“Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahaa
It’s sturdy. Should I use a stronger spell than this?
“Well done, Seop Kim!”
Quaaaang!
Seo Cheon-seul swings his gold stick and shatters the ceiling.
Oh yeah. If your body is strong, there is no need to measure this or that.
[System: The ‘Enhanced Vigilance’ trait is activated.]
The colleague you mentioned has come out.
It’s a kitchen. The guy who was collecting it comes out.
I activated the spell almost reflexively.
[Black Flame]
[Spell Enhancement: Maximization]
[Spell Enhancement: Toxic]
Crumbling-
A pitch black flame flying towards the entrance of the kitchen.
“shit.”
I was so conscious of the presence of blood in the kitchen that I cast the spell incompletely. This is not the power I wanted!
Although I expected it to be blocked, the enemy hiding in the kitchen blocked my imperfect magic in an absurd way.
“Hahhhhh!”
Black flame imbued with the poison and malice of evil spirits. The guy just sucked it up and drank it.
“Keuhum- big- keung!”
Black flames leaking from its mouth.
“This is really spicy. Hey, chef. “Isn’t the liver too strong?”
His majestic physique makes the spacious VIP room feel cramped.
Large, round eyes reminiscent of knotholes in a tree. Ears extended like wings. A pendulous nose reminiscent of an elephant. Fang-filled teeth protruding between the lips.
It was a strange human being that seemed to have a horribly distorted elephant’s head.
And it’s holding something bloody and horrible in one hand.
“It’s a shame I have something to say. “But anyway, it’s a delicacy.”
He is approximately 3 meters tall.
He moved his fingers, which were the size of an average person’s wrist, on an arm that was about the size of an average person’s waist, and ate what he was holding.
With a huge snout that could easily swallow a human head – a blood-covered doo-o-o-sini – that is, a fake do-o-o-o-s-ni-i that was originally a human.
Crackling-
The judge of the Gourmet Expedition spoke in a voice filled with laughter.
“Achacha, I shouldn’t eat this, but I keep eating it.”
fantasy,
