I Got an Ex-Class Omnipotent System - Chapter 111

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Chapter 111
111: Incompetent Yet Capable! (1)
At my words, Hanalin looked up while tearing into the breast meat, and Jiyuchan lifted his head from the ribs to glance at me.
The three of us locked eyes while eating chicken, and Hanalin was the first to finish chewing what she’d torn off before nodding in agreement.
“It’s certainly one of the faster ways to grow stronger.”
“It’s a good method if you have useful textbooks.”
Jiyuchan swallowed as well before answering similarly. However, despite both of them nodding in agreement, their expressions couldn’t help but seem skeptical. As Jiyuchan had said, if you had useful textbooks, it truly was an excellent method—but conversely, if finding useful textbooks proved difficult, it was a method you couldn’t even attempt.
I wasn’t unaware of this, so I nodded.
Still.
“We’ve only looked around the Hunter Department Store nearby at most, so it’d be good to explore more.”
My suggestion had merit.
Most textbooks obtained from hunting monsters or clearing dungeons were typically taken back to their own worlds. I’d actually browsed through textbooks sold in the Safe Zone before, but the selection was limited and the quality wasn’t particularly good.
Because of this, I judged that such useful textbooks might actually exist on Earth instead.
The thought was that there might be one or two textbooks that were expensive to interpret but still worth selling.
Hanalin and Jiyuchan understood the nuance in my words, so they nodded in agreement for now.
So to search more efficiently, I suggested:
“Then tomorrow morning, I’ll go around looking for textbooks. How about you two train in the morning, and I’ll join in the afternoon?”
“Since you can read books quickly, that’s definitely more efficient. I tried to interpret some myself, but I’m not as fast as you are.”
“I find it hard to read at all, so that seems right.”
“Right? Then let’s do it that way tomorrow.”
I said so, and the two of them nodded in agreement.
Then we went back to eating chicken with vigor, and the Restaurant Owner watched the three of us with a very pleased expression.
Hoping we’d come again next time.
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After finishing the chicken with gusto and leaving, I headed back to my apartment near the Association while also having a beer on the way.
Along the way, I called a place I hadn’t contacted beforehand.
“Yeah, Mom. I’m going to stay at my apartment starting today.”
-Huh? You said you’d come in a week?
“Oh, something came up with my party, so I have things to do.”
-Ah, I see? That’s why you’re coming late. Did you eat?
At those words, I couldn’t help but laugh.
Whenever I call, it’s always about food with her.
Though I’m sure she’s wondering if I’ve eaten well enough, I answered without making a fuss.
“What time is it? Of course I ate. I even had a company dinner today, so I ate a lot.”
-Good, then I’m relieved. Alright. I’ll send some kimchi to Dohui in a couple of days.
“Got it.”
I was about to refuse, but since my apartment had actually run out of kimchi, I reluctantly agreed and hung up.
Stretching lightly as I returned to my apartment, I was greeted by the quiet emptiness of the place. Or rather, it was so quiet I wasn’t even sure if it was greeting me.
These days I’d been spending time bustling about in the Dormitory inside the Black Gate, and outside I’d been bustling about with family, so this silence felt quite unfamiliar—I let out a small laugh.
Thinking it was unlike me to find this quietness strange when I’d been spending time with people frequently lately, I washed up and came back out.
After a quick shower at the Association, I returned to my apartment, washed up lightly, and lay on my bed searching for various things on my phone.
‘Hmm, there aren’t as many places selling manuals as I thought.’
Places that specialized exclusively in manuals were extremely rare—only the Hunter Department Store carried them, and finding them elsewhere was genuinely difficult.
I’d heard that used bookstores occasionally stocked them, but they were so scarce that I checked off the places I needed to visit, turned off my phone, and stared at the ceiling.
Thinking of the Villain Party that hunted C-rank Hunters, I recalled the most recent Villain I’d fought—Gallaclro.
Even now, remembering that encounter made my hands tremble with tension.
What if Gallaclro hadn’t transformed into the form of a Lion Birdman and had remained in his original body?
Would one of Hanalin or Jiyuchan have had to make the ultimate sacrifice?
I didn’t even want to imagine it.
So then.
‘I need to become stronger.’
The strongest Hunter—something I’d once thought about vaguely.
Hunters had to form parties, and to become the strongest Hunter I’d vaguely envisioned, my party would also need to become the strongest.
That’s why I thought.
‘I’ll grow stronger, and everyone will grow stronger too.’
If others heard it, they’d call it a vague and wishy-washy goal, but I’m different. With my Analysis—the ability to break down everything and develop based on that foundation—it’s possible.
I trusted Analysis without a shred of doubt, and with that resolve, I closed my eyes while gazing at the ceiling.
I went to sleep early to find the most useful manuals tomorrow.
The next morning, I set out eagerly, thinking that once I found the manuals and started training, I’d grow stronger quickly.
Everyone has a plan. Until they get hit with reality.
I was no exception.
Hanalin and Jiyuchan, who had been training intensely in the Special Training Room since morning, saw me return with a dejected expression and thought, as expected, I’d failed.
After all, no matter how exceptional I was, I couldn’t create something from nothing. Since they hadn’t held high expectations, they spoke to me.
“Let’s do the afternoon training.”
“Right. Let’s work hard.”
Since we couldn’t stop training even without the manuals—we still needed to grow stronger—I nodded reluctantly.
Though I hadn’t given up yet.
“I’ll search again tomorrow morning.”
Since I could read manuals the fastest with my Analysis, Hanalin and Jiyuchan didn’t doubt me.
We did intense combined training in the afternoon, and as a result, we managed to increase stat growth in areas other than our primary abilities.
Of course, I was quite dejected about not finding the manuals, but we all said it was fine that day and scattered to our respective homes after a chicken dinner gathering.
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After the chicken dinner gathering ended, Jiyuchan was deep in thought on his way home, his lips pressed tightly together. The reason was none other than the used bookstore near his apartment.
Before heading inside, he hesitated at the sight of the used bookstore in the nearby shopping district—a rare sight these days. Though it was late evening, the bookstore was still open, and he fell into contemplation.
The reason Jiyuchan was hesitating was that he’d been there before, and at that time, he was certain.
‘I heard they sell manuals here too.’
Since they supposedly sold manuals, he was conflicted. However, Jiyuchan couldn’t interpret them without Dohyun’s help—he couldn’t manipulate mana as precisely as even Hanalin.
To interpret a manual, you had to use precise mana control to sweep across the letters written with mana and interpret the meaning contained in those characters—it was a method normally difficult to use.
Of course, Jiyuchan could interpret to some degree with mana.
Naturally, with talent that had surpassed genius and now approached the level of a Monster, he possessed far more precise mana control than most Mages.
That was why Jiyuchan found himself caught in a moment of hesitation.
‘The textbooks I can read are all of a lower level….’
Then, suddenly, Jiyuchan’s eyes widened as a thought struck him.
What if he approached it from the opposite angle?
‘If I can’t read something, doesn’t that mean it’s actually at a higher level?’
Having arrived at this realization, Jiyuchan no longer hesitated and stepped into the Used Bookstore, where an elderly Old Man greeted him warmly upon sight.
“Ah, you’re the young man from before, aren’t you?”
True to form, the Old Man had remembered him instantly, captivated by Jiyuchan’s handsome features.
Being accustomed to such reactions, Jiyuchan took it in stride, offering a subtle smile as he returned the greeting.
“Hello.”
“Looking for books?”
“Yes. I heard you have Hunter textbooks—do you know where they might be?”
“Ah, those Hunter manuals are all gathered at the end of that section.”
“Thank you.”
“I’m the one who should be grateful.”
The Bookstore Owner chuckled warmly at his own jest, remaining at the counter, while Jiyuchan thanked him and headed in the direction he’d indicated.
There, he found a collection of textbooks with that distinct antique quality so different from Earth’s books, though the selection was surprisingly modest—fewer than ten volumes at a glance—which left Jiyuchan feeling somewhat disappointed.
Yet he considered it fortunate that there weren’t too many, and began running his mana through the books as he touched them.
Simultaneously, he swept his mana across each tome to gauge whether he could decipher it, discarding those whose text he could read.
One by one, as he progressed past the fifth textbook, he felt a sudden resistance when he reached the sixth—a distinct mental barrier.
“…!”
It wasn’t truly blocked, but the text refused to yield to his interpretation.
No matter how hard he tried, it proved remarkably difficult. He examined the remaining textbooks just to be certain, but only the sixth one resisted him.
‘This is….’
He attempted it again, but the resistance remained absolute—that same overwhelming sense of vastness he’d felt when trying to decipher the Golden Sword alone. Rather than frustration, Jiyuchan found himself smiling wryly as he carried the textbook to the counter.
The Old Man gazed at the book and chuckled warmly, welcoming him.
“You want that one?”
“Yes. How much is it?”
“Fifty million won!”
Speaking in his usual playful manner, Jiyuchan simply smiled knowingly and handed over his card.
“Here you are.”
“…???”
The Bookstore Owner blinked rapidly at this response, studying Jiyuchan, while Jiyuchan tilted his head in confusion, equally puzzled by the Old Man’s reaction.
Wondering if his joke hadn’t landed or if he’d been misheard, the Bookstore Owner tried again.
“F-fifty million won!”
“Yes. Here it is.”
“…?”
“…?”
As they stared at each other in mutual incomprehension, it was the Bookstore Owner who finally surrendered.
“Ahem, n-no, just joking. Five thousand won.”
“Ah! Yes, thank you. Wishing you prosperity.”
After Jiyuchan paid the remaining cash and offered a polite bow before leaving the Used Bookstore, the Bookstore Owner scratched his head as he watched the textbooks Jiyuchan carried away.
“Did I really just sell them for fifty million won?”
He figured there was no point in regretting it now, so he let it pass.
Those textbooks hadn’t been selling anyway, so even at five thousand won each, it would have been a gain for the Bookstore Owner. Still, as he watched them disappear, he felt an odd sensation and blinked his eyes.

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