I Got A Legendary Sniper Rifle - Chapter 296

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Episode 296
Ep. 296
Ihyeon had come to realize how his standards had shifted—he now considered things ordinary that would have once seemed extraordinary.
Here he was, receiving an A-grade Magic Stone that hadn’t even been released to the world yet, and he felt disappointed.
When the Spirits first heard that they’d obtained A-grade Magic Stones, hadn’t each of them been genuinely shocked?
…Above all, that absurdly overpowered Blue’s foundation was built upon this very A-grade Magic Stone.
Yet his disappointment wasn’t particularly intense.
The 92nd Floor was actually not significantly more difficult than the 91st Floor.
It felt more like a brief respite before tackling the 93rd Floor, where something formidable was likely to appear.
When Ihyeon imagined those he would encounter on the 93rd Floor, his heart already raced with anticipation.
‘Still, I need to stay composed and clear each floor methodically before ascending.’
Impatience was forbidden.
Ihyeon first examined the skill options he’d gained from leveling up.
「1. High Ground (B)
Elevates the user’s body.
The elevation height is affected by distance.
In proportion to concealment, the user remains unnoticed by enemies.
Warning: This is not a flight skill. Direction changes are possible, but once a location is designated, it cannot be altered.」
The choice came swiftly.
The description was simple, but this was precisely the skill I needed.
‘No matter how carefully I selected positions, there was always something lacking. With this skill, I won’t have to worry about that anymore.’
It was true that Snipe Point Conversion and Shadow Movement had given me tremendous advantages in position selection.
But human greed never knew bounds.
Those two skills could only move me to physically existing locations.
Yet the High Ground skill could elevate my body itself to any height I desired.
The higher one ascended, the easier sniping became—an almost immutable principle.
Now I could find ideal snipe points not just horizontally, but vertically as well, to my heart’s content.
And conveniently, there were plenty of good places to test this skill.
Ihyeon immediately re-entered the 92nd Floor.
「Will you enter the Main Tower, 92nd Floor of South Korea?」
「This is a re-entry.
You cannot obtain clear rewards.」
「This is your second entry today.
Byproduct collection in the tower is restricted.」
First, I cleared the floor using the optimal route I could discover.
Then, through repeated attempts, I conducted various experiments.
Each clear proceeded similarly.
No—with the newly acquired High Ground skill, the optimization improved with each attempt.
“I-It’s a Duogsini!”
Thwip— Thwip—!
“The Duogsinis aren’t attacking!”
After cycling through a few more attempts, I grew tired of the back-and-forth, so I simply launched myself high into the air and restored the Saedos’ sanity from that vantage point.
After testing it, I confirmed that the Duogsinis showed no reaction even when passing directly beneath me.
It meant my concealment stat was that high.
After sniping the Saedos, I just needed to use snipe point conversion to locate the position.
With such an open field of view, using snipe point conversion became considerably easier.
As the Saedos groaning in pain gradually regained their senses, I spoke.
“I am Ilgyeok.”
“Ah, are you Ilgyeok?”
They’d already achieved S+ rank anyway, so their tone subtly shortened!
Still, the Saedos seemed to accept it without much sense of incongruity.
How could they not, when I effortlessly blew away the earthspider that had been relentlessly devouring their very souls without any particular effort? What did my age matter to them?
Like my uncle on the 91st floor, I this time grabbed the Saedos and extracted various information from them.
“Where is your Bishop?”
“Gasp, how do you know about the Bishop? That is….”
“My gun both saves people and kills them.”
“H-help! But we truly don’t know! Our Bishop has no fixed residence and is always wandering around….”
As the cycles progressed and knowledge accumulated within me, the Saedos seemed to spill information more readily.
Apparently, the Bishop had recently taken great interest in the desert fortress.
It seemed he was gathering numerous Duogsinis and Saedos.
Even the Bishop rarely met with the High Priest.
The Saedos normally wandered alone, but when given a mission, they moved in groups of three. The Bishop had already gathered dozens of them.
Each piece of information individually wasn’t particularly nutritious, but it was enough to make me, freshly dropped onto the grasslands, feel the gravity of the current situation.
The nomads’ territory was shrinking faster than expected, while the Duogsinis and Saedos were expanding their influence accordingly.
My uncle, who had been quietly listening to the Saedos’ accounts, once added this:
“For us nomads, the grasslands are our very foundation for life. If we lose it, there will be no place for our horses and sheep to graze.”
I nodded.
‘Come to think of it, it’s somewhat similar to the Tower in reality.’
The Tower that appeared out of nowhere and took countless lives for no reason.
Of course, the Tower also rewarded humanity accordingly.
Mana stones and numerous byproducts had advanced civilization another leap forward.
But the Duogsinis were utterly without merit.
Enemies that appeared without knowing why or how—nothing more, nothing less—that one must simply flee from.
How desperately must the nomads of these grasslands have waited for a hero to guide them through such circumstances.
‘They don’t even know that from my perspective, their lives repeat almost infinitely.’
The tribal members, who initially played the role of hating and ostracizing me—or rather, Kaez—had now regained the impression of simple, honest people.
With my arrival, this tribe alone might actually be safe from the Duogsinis, and they had grasped onto that hope.
The tribe’s considerable growth was likely because that hope was gradually spreading.
And so, cycle after cycle.
「Item, ‘Choi Ihyeon’s Sniper Gun’ leveling up.
Check your status window.”
“Item, ‘Choi Ihyeon’s Sniper Gun’ leveled up.
Check your status window.”
“Item, ‘Choi Ihyeon’s Sniper Gun’ leveled up.
Check your status window.”
The sniper gun had already reached level 68.
The accumulated stat points had reached a staggering 200.
Initially, I had intended to conserve my stats until I recovered all the spirits, but seeing such an absurd number forced me to reconsider.
‘At this rate, shouldn’t I distribute some of them?’
The leveling speed in the 90s was far faster than I’d anticipated.
There shouldn’t be any problems clearing, but at this rate, it would be even harder to distribute everything at once later.
It seemed I’d need to allocate stats once I cleared floor 93.
Pshew—! Pshew—!
I fired the healing gun without hesitation and approached the fallen Saedos.
“I am….”
“Oh my, you must be Ilgyeok!”
“We have committed an unforgivable sin!”
“…Yes, you must be those called Saedos, then?”
Now we knew each other’s identities without introductions.
Naturally, only I was repeating the loops, so the Saedos were merely making educated guesses, but the acceleration in progress was undeniable.
In other words, it was time for me to ascend to the next floor.
“Guide me to the fortress in the western desert.”
“Pardon?! How could you possibly know of a fortress in that place?”
“The west is so arid that even among the nomads, few know of it….”
“Truly, you are Ilgyeok!”
I simply offered the bewildered Saedos a deep smile.
* * *
“You’re entering a new floor today?”
“Yes, Mom. Since today’s conquest is important, it might take a bit longer.”
“You always say that, yet you always come out on time.”
That’s precisely my ability, Mother!
I felt oddly proud seeing how Minjeong and Donghoo no longer worried greatly even when I entered the 90s.
Of course, they were worried deep down, but if my parents were anxious and restless, it would be difficult for me to enter the tower with peace of mind.
I hadn’t paid much attention lately, but the media was growing increasingly fervent about Ilgyeok’s conquest of the 90s.
…Though I wondered if there was anything left to be more fervent about, it was still surprising to me that it was actually happening.
[ Title: When will Ilgyeok enter floor 93?
Content: Erubein, who’s been anxious in America, gets my recommendation
└ How dare you touch a hero who summons turtle ships to fight? You don’t deserve to be an Ilgyeok fan.
└ Honestly, regardless of others, let’s not touch Erubein. Have Americans ever solved a Korean gate?
└ To be honest, the Hero isn’t bad either, though not quite Ilgyeok’s level lol I saw an interview recently where he said he really loves Korea. ]
It was inevitable that Ilgyeok would be compared to Erubein in various ways, given the floor level difference.
However, the consensus among Ilgyeok’s fanbase had always been ‘don’t compare Ilgyeok to other hunters,’ and Erubein himself had gained considerable popularity in Korea since the last gate subjugation.
Since people still didn’t understand the unique characteristics of the 90s floors, the prevailing sentiment was to refrain from evaluating the two until Ilgyeok cleared floor 95.
In fact, I agreed with this assessment.
‘If Erubein had known as much about the 90s floors as I do, he would have achieved better results.’
Erubein was the first hunter to reach the 90s floors.
Since the strategies that had been considered orthodox until then didn’t work in this place, it would be unreasonable to evaluate his abilities as insufficient simply because he failed.
Thanks to Erubein setting aside his pride and coming to Korea, I was able to prepare sufficiently and climb higher, floor by floor.
“Then, I’ll be going.”
“Yes, take care of yourself.”
“A salute to the lord!”
“Loyalty! Devotion!”
As always, I entered the Main Tower while being seen off by my family.
As the scenery changed, I encountered a somewhat different situation.
‘They’re on the move.’
Until now, everything had taken place in village-sized encampments.
But now.
Thud-thud— thud-thud—
Over a hundred horses were moving, each pulling people or wagons.
I was naturally riding on Purung’s back, who had entered the tower with me.
At the head of the procession, dust swirling thickly in the air.
Behind me followed three former apostles who had regained their senses on floor 92.
“The grasslands are coming to an end now, Kaez.”
My uncle turned to look at me and spoke.
He was right.
The grasslands had grass-like growth and occasionally some shrubs, but now even those were nowhere to be seen.
The sand layer beneath my feet grew progressively thicker, and fairly large rocks dotted the surroundings.
It resembled the Dunhuang region sometimes seen in Chinese films.
Nowadays, with all manner of gates and instant towers, it had apparently become a monster paradise.
“Is this the right path?”
“Huh? Ah, yes, you’re going the right way, sir.”
“We drew the map that way, but… we still remember the route.”
The apostles answered my question with a start.
The fact that they voluntarily brought up their poorly drawn map suggested they had been scolded by Kaez quite a bit.
“It’s remarkable, really. Former apostles becoming so ordinary. What technique are you using, Kaez?”
My uncle asked with wonder, observing the former apostles who had become meek and timid.
I shrugged and answered.
“I don’t know the details myself. However, after obtaining this staff, I naturally became able to use it.”
It was such an undeniable fact that I hadn’t mixed in a single lie.
I simply hadn’t revealed the exact time and place where I obtained the Gun.
If I had to be precise, I simply called it a staff for my uncle who didn’t know about guns.

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