No matter how much he leveled up, he was always sent back to the beginning. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn’t get out of this place. This was the reality that Ryu Han-bin was facing.
The average person would have panicked in despair. But he didn’t give up.
“There must be a way to get out of this place even if I don’t level up.”
Over the past 50 days, he had suffered back and forth, leveling and being sent back to the start. Before he knew it, his mental power had surpassed the standard of ordinary human beings.
“It’s gonna be hard to find. Don’t be impatient.”
It would be a long battle. Looking at the desolate rocky mountain, Ryu Han-bin was determined.
“I need to prepare to live in this place.”
* * *
He started to drink the blood of the Demon Dog. He couldn’t ignore his health. Fortunately, there hadn’t been any big problems so far, but it was obvious that his body would be damaged if he continued eating meat only.
According to the guidelines, Eating Demon Dog’s meat and blood would give him all the nutrients his body needed.
“Unless there was an error, though.”
There was also evidence that it would not be an error.
If this was a start zone and a space for the suitors’ survival, it was normal to consume the dogs for survival.
“If a soldier, who has grown up and learned combat skills dies from something like scurvy, what kind of a silly joke that would be”
The stream of water from which he drank before and had given him a stomach ache, was more likely to be used for bathing or other water use. Even if it was not for drinking, water was useful in many ways.
The base also needed to be set up in earnest.
So far, he was just roughly lighting a bonfire in front of the cave and crawled to sleep. If he wanted to stay here and survive, he had to pay more attention.
But what material should he use to build a base in this place, where there were only strange rocks and dried dead trees?
There were other materials. Ryu Han-bin used the dead Demon Dogs he had killed. He gathered stones and built walls, and made floors and ceilings out of the dogs’ skins, which had now hardened into leather.
Thanks to this, he was able to rest more comfortably.
He also made simple tools, necessary for life by splitting and grinding the bones of the dogs. He also marked the date. Each day passed, He made a simple calendar by drawing a hatch in the corner of the cave wall.
Living like a primitive man, he headed to the border of the rocky mountain every day. He continued to fight with the Demon Dogs, tried to approach all borders, pushed himself in, and returned to the original place like always.
Although he was disappointed each time, he did not give up.
‘There must be a loophole in the system somewhere. I just need to find that loophole.’
The anger inside him was too great to give up.
“Let’s see, you bastards!”
He couldn’t give up until he got revenge on whoever threw him into this hell!
* * *
One year has passed.
Ryu Han-bin was fighting hard against the Demon Dog again.
“Aaaahhh!”
The Demon Dog howled and attacked.
Information floated above the head of the attacking Demon Dog.
[Race: Demon Dog Lv. 2]
That was all. There was no further information. The monster in front of him was already clear enough to be called a Demon Dog. It had three heads, blade-like horns on the forehead, and a snake-like tail.
Such monsters attacked in various forms of lethality.
However, Ryu Han-bin was not the man he was, a year ago.
“Burn!”
He burst into the spirit and flew away from attacks. He avoided attacks at critical moments and dodged cautiously. Over the past year, his physical stats had increased tremendously.
Looking for a chance, Ryu Han-bin launched a counterattack.
“You bastard!”
He swung his sword diagonally and cut off one side of the dog. Ryu Han-bin’s diagonal cut had enough power and speed, but his posture was poor. It was more of a form of wielding power, not swordsmanship. It was because his abilities rose, but his skills remained the same.
Still, the only sword techniques he could use properly were Stab, Horizontal Cut, and Vertical Cut.
But it didn’t matter.
Anyway, his Diagonal Slash was not an attack to get hit.
“Hah!”
With a fierce look on his face, Ryu hit at the right timing.
-Vertical cut!
One of the Demon Dog’s head sliced and fell off from the living body. A horizontal cut followed the previous one, and the two remaining heads flew in the air.
-Stab!
A fatal blow pierced the devil’s heart.
[Lv. 2 Fighting Demon Dog. Obtaining 22 EXP]
[Current EXP: 274/280]
“Sigh…”
Ryu Han-bin wiped the sweat on his forehead while taking a breath of relief. Although his swordsmanship did not increase, since no one taught him, his tactics continued to grow through experience.
The Stab, Horizontal Cut, and Vertical Cut Skills were used according to the situation, and he was able to get rid of the Demon Dog.
“I survived this time.”
But He wasn’t happy. He already crossed all the boundaries. He combed the entire Rock Mountain Area, fought the dogs endlessly, and repeatedly went up and down the level endlessly…
Whatever he did, he couldn’t find a way out. There seemed to be no system loophole in the first place.
So should he give up?
“Do not be ridiculous!”
Ryu Han-bin clenched his teeth. It was not yet time to give up.
“Even when the computer is down, if you keep clicking on it, it works at least once, right?”
Actually, there was no such law, but he wanted to believe that anyway. So if he kept pushing to level 5 and hitting it again, then, the error might not be triggered at least once. The possibility was not zero.
“Just once.”
He didn’t need much.
“Just one success!”
* * *
Three years have passed.
He went back from level 4 to 1 over and over again. Slowly, the Demon Dogs started walking on both feet.
“AAAAAAAAAAAHHH!”
A huge werewolf, more than 2 meters, roared furiously. It swung its muscular arms like sharp knives and attacked with elaborate movements.
In line with Ryu Han-bin’s growth, it began to launch attacks close to the martial arts rather than an animal’s movement.
No more tactics – like hunting animals, could be used. Still, Ryu Han-bin did not lose.
“Here!”
He took the steps according to its movement. Then, he tilted his sword and attacked his nails. It was crude, but he had got a sense of martial arts. Ryu Han-bin’s skills were only Stab, Horizontal Cut, and Vertical Cut. He repeated and repeated those three movements tirelessly. At least he deeply understood those three movements.
Due to that, his swordsmanship had also developed to some extent. He had gained a rough concept of what swordsmanship was. Should he create his own kind of swordsmanship? It couldn’t be formal swordsmanship established after many years of masterful training, but at the same time, it was no longer a sword wielded only by force alone.
Finally, Ryu Han-bin’s sword struck the werewolf’s neck.
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