I Got A Legendary Sniper Rifle - Chapter 210

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Episode 210
Ep. 210
‘…Come to think of it, my negotiation skills might be better than I thought?’
Seongcheol, who had spent his entire life underestimating his own circumstances, found himself entertaining such doubts.
However, it did seem that the four Rankers had genuinely come with pure intentions to volunteer.
They had even received confirmation from their guilds that it was acceptable for them to participate.
“But I’d appreciate it if you could avoid activities involving capturing Villains.”
“Right~ I mean, we’ve been at the top for so long, and catching Villains is kind of a hassle, you know?”
“I-I saw on the internet that a special team for catching Villains has already been formed….”
“Ah, yes, that’s correct.”
Seongcheol nodded in agreement.
The Original Members of the One-Strike Service Corps operated along two major axes.
One was pioneering safe routes through the 70s floors.
The other was hunting down Villains regardless of whether they operated inside or outside the Tower.
Given their origins (?), they were demonstrating remarkably exceptional abilities.
The One-Strike Service Corps’s dedicated Villain-elimination unit—so effective at capturing Villains that they themselves seemed more villainous, earning suspicious praise for being too good at their job!
In fact, a considerable portion of the commendation plaques in Seongcheol’s office were received precisely thanks to that unit’s activities.
[ Villain group arrested by One-Strike Service Corps claims “Those guys weren’t really any different from us!” in conspiracy theory
└ Tsk tsk, trash stays trash until they’re locked up
└ The One-Strike Service Corps members are such pure-hearted people
└ Obviously it’s a water-ghost operation, trying to slander them just by seeing their faces. Death penalty! ]
Even when such articles occasionally appear, they’re swiftly dismissed as conspiracy theories and buried!
So then, what kind of volunteer work should he assign to these Rankers? Seongcheol began to ponder.
Perhaps something more modest, like delivering briquettes or preparing kimchi….
Knock knock—
At that moment, with a light knock, Jonggeon, who had stepped away earlier, quietly slipped back in.
“Director, I’ve come to inform you of volunteer work that would be perfectly suited for these distinguished individuals.”
“Hmm? What kind?”
Though Seongcheol didn’t particularly trust Jonggeon, this time his curiosity was piqued.
After all, Jonggeon did tend to handle tasks quite diligently.
Jonggeon approached with a smile and whispered to Seongcheol.
“How about requesting something like this?”
“…That?”
Seongcheol’s eyes widened in genuine surprise at the unexpected proposal, staring at Jonggeon.
Then he turned his gaze back to the Rankers.
The Rankers, unaware of what had been discussed between the two, naturally wore innocent expressions.
“…Indeed.”
Seongcheol couldn’t help but think that Jonggeon’s proposal was quite plausible.
And after some time had passed, one day.
Ihyeon, watching TV at home, found himself unable to help but make a displeased expression at the ordinary advertisement being broadcast.
[ A Fulfilling Life!
A Vibrant Existence!
A Beautiful Nation!
For your healthy living, we will work tirelessly!
We solve it in one strike.
One-Strike Service Corps!
For sponsorship inquiries, call 02-… ]
It was an advertisement for the One-Strike Service Corps.
Well, actually, commercials for the One-Strike Service Corps had appeared before, so it wasn’t particularly surprising.
But.
Hanryeol, holding briquettes with soot smudged across his face.
Duseok, moving three hundred bundles of pickled cabbage at a time during a kimchi-making volunteer event.
Yuna, keeping a warm fire burning through the night for those sleeping rough in the park.
Juhyeon, providing computer education to children at a childcare facility—not Seonggwangdong Pibaraggi.
‘No, I don’t know about the rest, but letting that person teach children… And especially not internet education.’
The problem was that the promotional models for this advertisement were Rankers I knew far too well.
Why were those people appearing there?
The One-Strike Service Corps was clearly a private organization, yet these remarkable Rankers were showing their faces, making it look like a public service announcement.
Naturally, the internet’s reaction was explosive.
When word spread that the Rankers hadn’t merely taken on advertising roles but were actively participating in actual volunteer work.
[ Title: Real talk, isn’t the One-Strike Service Corps amazing?
Content: They brought four Rankers to volunteer work lol lol lol This basically surpasses guild forces
└ Real lol A service corps with everything except One-Strike lol lol lol
└ The competition rate for the guilds those four belong to is insane right now? Are other guilds losing members?? ]
Not only the One-Strike Service Corps, but the guilds to which each Ranker belonged also saw their recognition skyrocket.
Large guilds were already well-known, but if they had an image of being overly focused on money or quietly withdrawing during important monster invasions, they completely shed that reputation.
As a result, other guilds were also reviewing ways to cooperate with the One-Strike Service Corps and the One-Strike Foundation.
…Of course, this advertisement wouldn’t air until quite some time had passed since I cleared the 84th floor.
* * *
Returning time to the present.
The day after clearing the 84th floor, though considerable time had passed, I didn’t immediately proceed to clear the next floor as I usually would.
“The 85th floor, the 85th floor….”
Instead, I was discussing strategy preparations for the 85th floor in Deokhuun’s warehouse.
The inaugural meeting of the so-called ‘Watchmen’ team!
Myself, Jia, and Elsie.
“I had no way to gather information about the 85th floor with my intelligence network. I apologize, brother.”
“It’s not your fault… In fact, it’s remarkable that you’ve helped us this much.”
And even Deokhuun….
“There’s someone who knows about the 85th floor, buddy.”
“….”
“Is anyone here? These useless bastards!”
“Didn’t you refrain from ascending yourself, Vice Captain?”
“Well, that’s… true enough.”
Even with the Knights of the Evil God mobilizing in full force and pooling their knowledge, no viable strategy emerged.
The 85th floor was simply that high a tier.
In Korea alone, only Suyeon and Hwi-yeong had set foot there.
Since only Suyeon had actually cleared it, obtaining information through Deokhuun was impossible.
I’d even consulted Claude, but he claimed to know nothing about the 85th floor and beyond.
Though Claude himself was an 80s-tier Hunter, Frontier’s operational nature meant he spent far more effort clearing lower floors than pushing his own records.
Still, I wasn’t completely ignorant about the 85th floor.
“The mid-boss on the 85th floor is a goblin, apparently.”
“…Right.”
“That’s correct.”
Jia and Elsie had reached the 85th floor as their highest point.
But neither had ever cleared it, they said.
Finding a Master who’d reached the 85th floor was extraordinarily difficult to begin with.
“That place… honestly, I’m not confident. The goblin is truly terrifying.”
“We have no doubt you would clear it, Master.”
In other words, it was a floor that had claimed every Master who’d reached it.
So the 85th floor was a profound trauma for both Spirits.
Much like the catastrophe where I’d lost all my squad members.
Thanks to the Spirits, I’d learned that a goblin appeared on the 85th floor, but the lack of meaningful information stemmed from that same reason.
“The goblin’s spectral flames aren’t a matter of countering or not. And I’m certain there’s something more beyond that, but since we’ve never seen it, we can’t know.”
Based on what the Spirits had witnessed, the goblin clearly possessed at least two phases.
But they’d never progressed past the first phase even once.
The moment they entered, the goblin’s unpredictable spectral flames would cause the strategy to fail immediately.
“Jia, even wearing the black robe, is blocking the goblin’s flames completely impossible?”
“To some extent, it’s possible. However, we couldn’t buy enough time to defeat the goblin.”
“Compared to my firepower, how much is that?”
“Exact comparison is difficult, but from my memory… approximately one-fifth.”
“That’s horrifying.”
Hearing Jia’s assessment, I had no choice but to acknowledge it frankly.
One could argue it was merely one-fifth.
But I can only fire one shot at a time, and even utilizing multi-target capability, I manage three shots maximum per volley.
Meanwhile, the goblin can generate spectral flames at will, making simultaneous firepower output incomparable.
‘Even if I somehow kill the goblin in one go… depending on what the next phase is, there are far too many variables.’
Rashly charging into the 85th floor while bearing such risks was unreasonable.
‘I need more information, but the person who could provide it…’
Actually, someone did come to mind.
The simplest way to obtain information about the 85th floor.
‘Should I try contacting Shin Gung?’
It was Suyeon, who had conquered the 85th floor not long ago.
Since she happened to be on my friends list, I could contact her directly, or worst case, I could go through the administrative office instead.
After all, during my last meeting with Seongnyun, the administrative office had assured me that they could hand over all the information they possessed to One-Strike.
But since she wasn’t quite as close as the people gathered here right now, I had decided to put it off until I really had no other options.
“Honestly, even if we brainstorm among ourselves here, we won’t come up with anything. Maybe it’d be better to just ask Shin Gung.”
“Eek, hyung! Can you get in contact with Hunter Seo Suyeon?”
“Yeah. I’ve met her a few times. Why?”
At my question, Deokhuun hesitated before carefully handing me a piece of paper.
It was unexpected to see him so anxious, unlike his usual self.
“C-could you get her autograph next time you meet…?”
“….”
“Ahahaha, actually, before I joined the One-Strike Café, the only fan café I was ever a member of was ‘Suyeon’s Angel.'”
‘Suyeon’s Angel’ was one of the larger fan cafés among Suyeon’s many fan communities.
When I looked at him with cold eyes, Deokhuun hurriedly waved his hands.
“I-if it’s too difficult, we could just invite her to our team instead?”
“That would be even harder…”
“Ah, I see.”
In any case, it was clear that Deokhuun really did like Suyeon.
“Are you referring to that strong person we met last time?”
“Ah, asking her should work then. …But how did someone who gets lost in the 70s clear the 85th floor?”
The Spirits nodded in agreement, as if they too had just remembered Suyeon’s existence.
Just as I was about to send a message to Suyeon.
“Huh?”
“What’s wrong, Master?”
I turned to look at Elsie with a bewildered expression.
Is this what they mean when they say even a tiger comes when you speak of it?
“Shin Gung just contacted me?”
* * *
「Baekbalbaegjung: Can we meet for a moment?」
Suyeon had sent this message to me from none other than the entrance common area of the 85th floor.
It was just yesterday that One-Strike cleared the 84th floor.
Normally, that fact alone would have warranted a festival, and a month-long rest period would have followed, but One-Strike was no ordinary Hunter.
There was another reason why Suyeon had decided she needed to meet with me.
「Hwi-yeong: One-Strike cleared the 84th floor in 20 minutes.」
A brief message suddenly sent by Hwi-yeong, who had never contacted her before.
‘?! The 84th floor in 20 minutes?’
Suyeon was shocked not only by Hwi-yeong’s message but also by its contents.
The 84th floor was a place where you had to summon the Volcano Worm and hunt it over a long period of time, so how on earth had he overcome that physical time constraint?
But as Suyeon recalled One-Strike’s destructive power, she soon understood.
‘Well, if it’s him, he would have managed it somehow.’
What mattered wasn’t how Ilgyeok had captured that calamitous creature.
The real problem was the next floor—the 85th.
「Hwi-yeong: Floor 85 is going to require caution.」
Hwi-yeong had apparently arrived at the same conclusion as Suyeon, sending another message in the chat.
That was why.
Suyeon had entered the common area of the 85th floor and waited for Ilgyeok, uncertain when he would arrive.
Though Suyeon had cleared the 85th floor, even now she couldn’t fathom how she’d broken through—it had been nothing but a succession of instinctive judgments and reactions.
One mistake, just a single misstep on that razor’s edge between life and death, would have cost her everything. She’d been blessed with countless strokes of fortune.
If Ihyeon came seeking to tackle the tower consecutively, she intended to intercept him and share what she’d learned, even if it meant pretending it was mere coincidence.
But Ihyeon wasn’t irresponsible enough to climb the tower recklessly.
While he sat in Deokhuun’s warehouse formulating a strategy, Suyeon’s wait grew longer.
Concluding that this approach wouldn’t yield answers, Suyeon finally took the initiative and contacted him first.
「Ilgyeok: Yes, understood.」
Unexpectedly, Ihyeon’s reply came swiftly.
“Oh, what do I do!”
…And Suyeon, who had been the one to suggest meeting, bounced about in a panic that seemed entirely inconsistent with her own proposal.

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