I Just Subscribed and It’s the Best Hunter of All Time - Chapter 106

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#Chapter 106.
Jung Han-sung blinked, watching a finger bone suddenly fall into his palm.
It was pitch black, as if dipped in ink and then withdrawn, yet it gleamed with a luster that made it hard to believe it was bone at all.
How should I put it—it sounds absurd to say, but it looked like an exceptionally healthy bone.
―What is that?
“Oh, this. I think it was given as a membership benefit.”
Jung Han-sung snapped to attention at Onyx’s voice and answered.
―Hmm. It doesn’t seem ordinary.
“Really?”
―Indeed. For such a small bone fragment, the aura it emanates is remarkably potent.
At those words, I examined the finger bone again. Onyx was certainly more sensitive to such auras than I was, so his assessment was trustworthy.
There was something peculiar about it that I could see as well.
‘The residual will is incredibly dense.’
This residual will was something like the lingering trace of a soul left behind in a corpse.
Typically, the more recently something had died and the more intact the corpse, the denser the residual will.
Yet despite being merely a finger bone, it retained a residual will stronger than most undead.
That was extraordinarily strange.
‘If a finger bone is this potent, how dense would the residual will be in an intact corpse?’
While I was thinking such thoughts.
Writhe―.
Suddenly the finger bone moved. The black finger bone resting on my palm, that is.
Then it suddenly stood upright with a snap.
I reflexively clenched my fist around the bone. I felt it writhing inside my palm.
“What is this…?”
―A finger bone brimming with vitality.
“Yeah.”
I hadn’t expected to use such a description for a finger bone, but no phrase fit better.
Fortunately, aside from its movement, it seemed to possess no special abilities, for it eventually stopped writhing and ceased its resistance.
Only after its movement stilled did I slightly open my hand and examine it again.
Usually, when I observed such things carefully, an explanation would come to mind.
“Hmm.”
Yet no matter how intently I gazed at it, no explanation appeared.
Only its name was displayed.
[Finger Bone of the Departed]
“Nothing else shows up.”
―Like that egg?
“Yeah.”
I looked up into empty space and ventured a question on the off chance.
“Um… what exactly is this supposed to be used for?”
And I waited a moment, but no answer came.
At that, Jung Han-sung scratched his cheek.
“I suppose I’ll store it in my inventory for now.”
But the moment he said that, the finger bone began writhing frantically again.
Jung Han-sung watched it, wondering what was wrong, then spoke again with a sudden realization.
“Is it doing this because I mentioned putting it in my inventory?”
The finger bone bobbed up and down. Anyone watching would think it was answering yes.
Jung Han-sung let out a hollow laugh.
“Fine, I won’t put it in my inventory. Just settle down. I’ll keep it here instead.”
Then he brought the finger bone to his chest, and Onyx automatically reshaped the armor to grip it securely.
He’d worried it might cause another commotion, but surprisingly, the bone seemed satisfied with its new position and remained still.
Only then could Jung Han-sung observe the finger bone more calmly.
“Hmm. Both the residual thoughts and the grudge are quite dense. But I’m not sure how to use it right away. Maybe I’ll understand once I study necromancy more thoroughly.”
―Since I’ve already joined the membership, I just need to subscribe to a channel.
“That’s true. I was planning to subscribe to a separate necromancy channel anyway, distinct from the Shadowless Divine Thief’s channel.”
The Shadowless Divine Thief’s channel was my main focus right now, but I still had enough capacity to learn necromancy.
Neither was specialized in direct combat anyway.
‘It’s different from learning swordsmanship and archery simultaneously, I suppose.’
With that thought, Jung Han-sung opened the subscription window again.
Originally, I’d planned not to climb The Tower today and instead refine what I already had.
‘Especially since I received that secret technique from Bargenthor.’
Subscribing to a useful channel and focusing entirely on necromancy seemed like a good idea.
Jung Han-sung scrolled through the Owner of Necronomicon’s channel list.
Choosing which channel to subscribe to wasn’t particularly difficult.
[Necromancy: Revisiting the Fundamentals]
“This is perfect.”
I’d noticed before that the channels run by the Owner of Necronomicon all had intuitive, straightforward names.
‘Which makes them easy to choose from.’
Since my goal right now wasn’t to learn a specific secret technique, I decided to use this to review my overall knowledge of necromancy.
[You have subscribed to Necromancy: Revisiting the Fundamentals using a Silver Ticket]
[This subscription is valid for a total of 6 days]
Using the Silver Ticket I’d earned from a challenge with great determination, the duration was generously set to 6 days.
Jung Han-sung closed the subscription window and waited for the knowledge to flow in.
“Mm.”
Then came the familiar sensation.
Like someone opening my skull and pouring knowledge into it. Like carving letters into every fold of my brain.
It was unpleasant and painful, yet accompanied by a strange pleasure.
Jung Han-sung closed his eyes and waited for the moment to pass.
“Huuuh.”
After a long while, Jung Han-sung exhaled deeply and opened his eyes.
―It took longer than usual.
“Is that so? How long has it been?”
―About five minutes?
Five minutes was certainly longer than usual.
Jung Han-sung loosened his stiffened body as he spoke.
“I think it’s because the amount of knowledge was so vast this time. But the pain itself was weaker than before.”
Having subscribed several times now, I was beginning to notice patterns.
Typically, the time required to adapt depends on the volume of knowledge.
Meanwhile, the pain felt at the moment of subscription was proportional to the ability’s strength.
‘When I first subscribed to Indra’s lightning, my mind literally went white in an instant.’
Though this wasn’t some absolute law, so it didn’t always hold perfectly true.
―So, is the subscribed ability worth using?
“It’s beyond just being worth using.”
Jung Han-sung checked through the knowledge in his mind as he answered Onyx’s question.
“Right after subscribing, the entire world looks different. Everything appears transformed.”
Take just the finger bone I had fixed to my armor, for instance.
Before subscribing, I had only sensed it as a bone with unusually dense spiritual essence, but now it was different.
‘With this level of power, it’s at the highest-tier undead level. And the bone itself possesses a separate intelligence.’
Highest-tier undead referred to creatures like Death Knights or Liches—beings that reigned at the apex of the undead hierarchy.
And I naturally came to understand how to utilize this finger bone.
But that wasn’t all.
‘I’m getting a sense of how to use the Demon’s horn too.’
The Demon’s horn that I had stored in my inventory because I couldn’t figure out its exact use at the time—now I could naturally perceive how to employ it.
“Subscribing was the right call.”
After subscribing, I felt certain that choosing to subscribe to this channel at this precise moment had been the correct decision.
I had thought there was nothing major to work on at this point, but after subscribing, I realized that assumption was wrong.
Jung Han-sung first retrieved a bone fragment from his inventory, then summoned several undead.
Karon and Araktar, Akasha, and Nox.
“Karon. Araktar. Come here and stand.”
Tap!
Karon and Araktar stepped forward and stood before Jung Han-sung as commanded.
Jung Han-sung reached out his hand toward them.
Whoooosh!
Then Jung Han-sung placed his hands on their bodies and began channeling mana into them.
Crackle—
Karon was the first to show a reaction.
The armor enveloping Karon’s body clattered and scattered, then gradually began transforming into a more formidable configuration.
Before long, Karon began emanating an aura that was more robust and powerful than before.
It wasn’t as though I had employed some special secret technique.
‘The difference is tremendous just from improving efficiency.’
I had simply rearranged the parts that had been chaotic or inefficient in their flow from the initial creation.
I merely adjusted that one thing, yet Karon’s overall power increased by nearly 1.5 times.
Of course, this improvement was possible because Karon had accumulated quite a bit of death energy over time; without that foundation, the enhancement wouldn’t have been this significant.
Screeeech!
Han-sung then turned his attention to Araktar’s body. This one required considerably more effort than Karon’s.
Since she was originally two corpses merged into one, there were quite a few twisted sections in the fusion process.
As I carefully untangled and reconnected everything, Araktar’s power surged dramatically as well.
“Done.”
Unlike Karon, her outward appearance didn’t change drastically, but Araktar had undergone one significant transformation.
“Thank you, Master.”
She could now speak.
In truth, considering Araktar’s physical structure and the degree of her consciousness, this wasn’t particularly strange.
Rather, her previous state—where her tangled structure prevented vocalization—had been the abnormality.
―Wait, but didn’t you subscribe to a channel and work on her before too?
Onyx, who had been observing the process, asked with curiosity.
Han-sung answered simply.
“Back then, I wasn’t subscribed to a channel containing such comprehensive knowledge. It was only fragmented information.”
―That seems to make quite a difference.
“Enormously.”
Han-sung responded to Onyx’s remark, then shifted his gaze toward Akasha and Nox.
“Nox. Come closer.”
Nox’s eyes gleamed at that.
Nox, who wore the ring containing the Evil God, still radiated a formidable aura.
As Nox approached, Han-sung reached out to remove his finger bones.
A pause.
Until Nox suddenly took a step backward.
The undead was expressing resistance to Han-sung’s action.
But Han-sung spoke without surprise, his voice calm and measured.
“Restrain him.”
At those words, Karon, Araktar, and Akasha immediately seized Nox’s body.
Nox struggled to break free, but it was futile.
In that moment, Han-sung drew his blade and severed Nox’s finger bones, then replaced them with the ones the Owner of Necronomicon had provided.
Click, clack!
Nox then began to react violently.
His entire body trembled uncontrollably as his jaw bones clattered loudly against each other.
―What’s happening?
“Just watch.”
Han-sung observed Nox with a composed gaze, as if he had anticipated this reaction.
Moments passed.
Nox’s violently vibrating body suddenly went rigid. But what came next was even more astonishing.
A deep resonance hummed forth.
The noxious aura emanating from Nox’s body suddenly swelled outward before contracting back into a single point.
Soon, that aura settled into a spherical form nestled between Nox’s ribs.
―Oh. It seems to have become remarkably stable, doesn’t it?
Jung Han-sung nodded and answered.
“That’s right. I’ve brought the ring’s power under control.”
Previously, Jung Han-sung had believed that Nox remained completely unaffected by the Epic-grade item, the Oath of Corruption.
But that assumption was wrong.
‘If I’d left it as it was, Nox would have inevitably become a servant of the Evil God.’
I could tell just from how Nox had shown resistance to my actions moments ago.
In that brief span, the creature had already begun slipping beyond my control.
The Evil God likely anticipated this and readily handed over the Epic-grade item.
‘Did the Owner of Necronomicon foresee this far and give me the finger bone for this very reason?’
No matter how I looked at it, that seemed to be the case.
Nothing else he’d given me had been as crucial in resolving this problem.
Jung Han-sung smiled briefly before speaking again.
“All of you step back now. Except for Akasha.”
Following that command, the remaining undead immediately withdrew, leaving only Akasha.
Jung Han-sung approached Akasha directly and retrieved an item from his inventory.
It was a Demon’s horn.
―What are you going to do with that?
Onyx asked, and I gave him a simple answer.
“I’m going to turn Akasha into a Demon.”

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