Chapter 16. People I Miss (3)
Ugh, I almost ended up being late.
I had completely lost track of time because I’d spent the whole morning fighting with a certain twelve-year-old who kept throwing a tantrum and demanding that I order fried chicken.
Why is fried chicken a baby duck’s staple food?!
No matter how much I thought about it, it was bizarre.
Anyway, I arrived at the Wish Guild ten minutes before seven in the morning.
Han Junggeun, who had been standing on the roof of the tallest building, immediately turned his gaze toward me.
He’s only SS-rank, not SSS-rank, yet his ability to sense someone’s presence is seriously impressive.
I stopped flying in front of him and released my stealth.
“Hello.”
Today, the button I had chosen on the Hidden Powerhouse Remote Control was Divine Power Enhancement Mode.
The outfit looked like a pure traditional hanbok, accompanied by rubber shoes. Everything was as white as snow, while an intense sense of holiness poured from me from head to toe like silver light.
[Divine Power among your stats is doubled.
To others, the wearer’s body will appear as a pure-white mass of Divine Power.]
That was what the description said.
My Divine Power stat is already 100+, so it can’t go any higher. That means there’s technically no numerical effect for me.
Still, making me appear as nothing more than a mass of Divine Power seemed like a pretty useful effect.
Only I could see it, but I also liked the beautiful, flashy white hanbok I was wearing.
“…Hello.”
Han Junggeun seemed surprised.
His expression didn’t change, but his response came slightly later than usual.
“Let us go immediately. I’ll guide you there quickly.”
“Okay.”
Han Junggeun took me to the seventh floor of Building B next door.
“You must not say anything until the third brother speaks first. Please make sure you follow that rule.”
We stood in front of a door marked Room 777.
Han Junggeun quickly explained several precautions.
He also told me that Han Yonghwan would record whatever came out of the boxes on video, while Han Junggeun himself would document everything on paper.
I nodded, and Han Junggeun opened the door.
Only Han Yonghwan and Han Dongju were inside.
Han Yonghwan looked the same as always.
Han Dongju, on the other hand, had cut his hair a little shorter and neater. His face looked fresh and smooth, probably because he had just finished bathing.
He was dressed in a complete traditional outfit, wearing beoseon socks, pants, a jeogori, and even a vest.
Everything was a luxurious, spotless white.
And that wasn’t all.
In front of where Han Dongju sat neatly on his knees was an ancestral ritual table packed with so much food that it looked ready to collapse under the weight.
Looks like he’s trying everything possible to receive his ancestors’ blessing.
I’d heard about it beforehand, but seeing it in person was still a little surprising.
To be completely honest, it was also kind of funny.
“…!”
Han Dongju saw me, the walking mass of Divine Power, and fell into thought for a moment.
Then he gestured toward the space beside the ritual table.
He wanted me to stand there.
Apparently, he thought the Divine Power radiating from me would increase the chances of receiving his ancestors’ blessing.
…Looks like choosing this mode was worth it.
And right as I thought that—
It became exactly 7:07:07 a.m.
Han Dongju, who had briefly closed his eyes and emptied his mind of all thoughts, suddenly opened them and stood up.
Then he bowed.
Twice.
Of course, he was bowing toward the ancestral ritual table.
Still, since I was standing right beside it, the feeling was a little strange.
It almost felt like he had bowed to me twice.
Anyway, after finishing his bows, Han Dongju closed his eyes again and took a deep breath.
Another round of complete mental emptiness!
Soon, Han Dongju opened his eyes and began taking random draw boxes out of his inventory one by one.
He carefully opened them.
Hmm.
From what I’d heard after working myself to the bone at my previous job for three years—
Most random draw boxes apparently contain Mana Stones or monster materials.
Sometimes, they also produced gold bars or uncut gemstones.
And as for the things that appear at extremely low probabilities…
Powerful weapons and armor.
Accessories with unique buff effects.
Revolutionary and completely new items.
Random Skill Acquisition Tickets.
Various medicines.
I heard that even with an incredibly high Luck stat, the probability of getting things like those is less than 0.01 percent.
According to what Han Junggeun had told me earlier, the level 22 Han Dongju currently had a Luck stat of 87.
It was the highest in South Korea.
Even globally, it ranked among the top five.
And yet, nothing special is coming out.
Han Dongju had started with the lower-grade boxes.
Since these were all the boxes the guild had purchased over the past month, there were quite a lot of them.
Seventy-five low-grade boxes from Grade 1 to Grade 3.
Twenty-five intermediate-grade boxes from Grade 4 to Grade 6.
Exactly one hundred boxes.
And from them, he received nothing more than materials and Mana Stones matching their respective grades.
There was quite a large amount of loot, but Han Dongju still seemed dissatisfied.
His brows furrowed slightly.
“……”
Han Dongju closed his eyes again.
After reopening them, he took a Grade 7 box out of his inventory.
Since high-ranking Grade 7 Gates were rarely cleared, there were only fifteen of them in total.
