I Just Subscribed and It’s the Best Hunter of All Time - Chapter 11

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#Chapter 11.
I stood with my arms crossed, gazing down at the array of items spread across the floor—gloves, jewels, and various other treasures.
“That’s the jewel from the Mistral Serpent, and those gloves are crafted from its hide!”
Baek-seol’s excited voice came from across the room, and I nodded in acknowledgment.
“Right. These are the rewards I obtained from Floor 11.”
“Such precious items as a reward from Floor 11! You truly are remarkable, Master! But what is this?”
Baek-seol, offering her customary praise, pointed toward a dark orb resting to one side, her curiosity evident.
Upon seeing it, I let out an exclamation. “Ah!”
“That’s something I obtained from the 10th Floor. After I dealt with the incomplete fragment of Evil God Sargon, it fell to the ground.”
“What?! Then it’s not an essence?”
“An essence? What’s that?”
At my question, Baek-seol spoke rapidly.
“A powerful being like Sargon cannot simply possess any body on a whim! A medium is required.”
“A medium, I see. So it wouldn’t be an ordinary object then?”
“Exactly! Usually, a medium is either a special artifact deeply connected to that entity or something imbued with power.”
Baek-seol paused, then pointed to the black orb. “Since this doesn’t appear to be a special relic or item in itself, it’s likely a divine essence containing Sargon’s power!”
“Since this doesn’t seem to be a particularly special artifact or item in itself, it’s highly likely to be an essence imbued with Sargon’s power!”
“I see. So what can I use this for?”
Baek-seol hesitated briefly before speaking. “Well, an ordinary essence has many applications, but this one is rather ambiguous.”
“Hmm. If it were an ordinary integer, there would be many ways to use it, but this one is a bit ambiguous.”
“Why?”
“Because it’s the essence of an evil god. It’s saturated with the power of a malevolent, cunning, and dangerous entity!”
“Ah, I see your point.”
I nodded in understanding.
Even after obtaining it, I had kept it buried in my inventory precisely because it was connected to an evil god—something that felt deeply unsettling.
“So there’s no way to use it at all?”
“Well, if it were purified or processed appropriately, it might become usable, but I’m not certain of the exact methods.”
“I see. For now, I’ll keep it in my inventory then.”
Such an item wasn’t something to simply discard, and besides, I had a reliable resource at my disposal.
‘I might discover its uses later when I subscribe to other channels.’
After all, I had a way to access the knowledge of transcendent beings.
I returned the divine essence to my inventory and examined the remaining items.
“So far, I have seven intermediate-grade mana stones, eleven lower-grade ones, and eighteen lowest-grade ones.”
I had possessed more originally, but I had used some during this expedition.
“And from the boxes I obtained along the way, there are silver ingots, durable leather, and a few jewels.”
When I first opened the Gold Box, I had obtained an artifact, but the Bronze and Silver boxes I acquired afterward mostly yielded items like these.
While not as spectacular as an artifact, everything could be sold for profit.
Moreover, materials like silver and jewels could also be used as components for enchantment magic.
The leather, for now, served as a floor covering—I had spread the items across it.
I stroked my chin thoughtfully.
“The only thing I can use right now is these gloves.”
What he was referring to were the gloves crafted from Mistral Serpent hide that he had just obtained.
With gloves like these, I could confirm their information upon first contact, just as I had with Erpe’s bracelet.
[Mistral Gloves]
[Grade: Rare]
[Exceptionally durable and resilient gloves. They possess no special effects on their own, but are crafted from a material with remarkably high mana affinity.]
Despite lacking any special effects inherently, they were still graded as Rare.
The reason was precisely their mana affinity—in simple terms, it meant they were excellent for inscribing or imbuing magic.
Items like this produce several times the effect compared to ordinary materials, even when the same magic is imbued.
‘If I imbue the right magic, it could produce extraordinary effects.’
But for now, rather than hastily attempting something, I planned to simply wear them and see how they felt.
Once magic is imbued, it’s difficult to erase, and even if erased, the material’s inherent power weakens.
‘I could subscribe to a new ability later, or perhaps commission someone entirely separate to handle it.’
I decided to ponder which magic to imbue until that time came.
Baek-seol watched me like this before asking carefully.
“By the way, are you feeling better now?”
I smiled.
“Hm? Oh, I’m fine now.”
When I first returned to my Unique Space, my head had throbbed and my entire body felt drained, but after resting, I recovered quickly.
Baek-seol’s expression relaxed at my answer as she spoke.
“Thank goodness! You mustn’t overexert yourself next time!”
“Yeah, yeah.”
While Baek-seol hadn’t become entirely comfortable with me yet, hearing her express concern felt surprisingly pleasant.
“Then shall we—oh!”
“What is it?”
As I suddenly seemed to recall something and gazed into empty space, Baek-seol immediately asked.
I answered simply.
“I just remembered—I haven’t checked my status window. I think a message appeared.”
“Oh! Could your grade have increased?”
At Baek-seol’s words, I answered “one moment” and opened my status window.
[Jung Han-sung]
[Grade: C+]
[UP: 2,850]
[Ability: Subscribe]
[Skills: Kaleha Basic Swordsmanship (A, Subscribe), Indra’s Lightning (S, Subscribe)]
My status window had changed slightly from the last time I checked it.
I opened my mouth after confirming the grade first.
“My grade is now C+.”
“Wow! That’s really fast! Weren’t you D-grade last time?”
“Right. I went up one rank.”
“You’ve already reached Floor 11, and yet your rank and Achievements are at this level! Even those who’ve become major figures in The Tower weren’t this advanced when they were at lower floors!”
“Really? I did feel like I was progressing a bit faster than others, but…”
“Of course! Most people, even those praised as geniuses or prodigies, tend to remain stuck at rank D.”
Han-sung had to admit that his progression did seem unusually swift.
Typically, climbers needed to ascend dozens of floors just to advance a single rank.
This meant the system was evaluating my potential and growth rate extraordinarily highly.
Before Baek-seol could shower me with more effusive praise, I quickly moved on to the next item.
“My Aup is at 2,850.”
Since I hadn’t spent any Aup yet, the number displayed was quite substantial.
“Really?!”
Baek-seol’s astonished voice rang out once more.
“Huh? What is it?”
“Your Aup is nearly three thousand?”
“Yeah, that’s right.”
“That’s incredible!”
Baek-seol cried out in excitement.
“Even among those who’ve climbed 20 or 30 floors, there are plenty who haven’t accumulated a thousand Aup!”
“Hmm. Aup does seem difficult to accumulate.”
I had always received Aup bonuses, so I’d overlooked this fact, but typically, clearing a single floor yielded at most 50 Aup, and even that amount decreased over time.
The more one repeated the same actions, the harder it became to earn Aup.
“At your current pace, you should be able to add another room before long!”
“Oh, that would be nice. A separate training ground would really come in handy. Right, use the remaining Mana Stones for furniture or whatever else you need.”
“A-are you sure about that?”
“Of course. I come and go from Han-sung’s Home, but you live here. Here, while we’re on the subject, I’ll leave some extra Mana Stones behind.”
I retrieved several low-grade and mid-grade Mana Stones from my inventory and placed them on the ground.
After all, she was putting in effort managing my Unique Space, so it was only right that she received something in return.
“Thank you so much!”
Baek-seol’s eyes glistened with tears of gratitude as she prostrated herself on the ground.
I smiled and comforted Baek-seol before, just before closing my status window, I took one final look at my skills.
‘Swordsmanship and magic.’
The two abilities I’m currently subscribed to.
Swordsmanship will expire tomorrow, while Indra’s Lightning has about six days remaining.
For now, I’m considering extending swordsmanship further using my remaining tickets.
‘I currently have one Bronze Ticket and one Silver Ticket.’
I’m leaning toward investing the Silver Ticket in swordsmanship.
I already have a specific use in mind for the Bronze Ticket.
‘With my current funds, I can buy several Bronze Tickets, so it’s perfect for experimenting with something.’
After organizing my thoughts, I rose from my seat.
Then I retrieved my equipment from my inventory and equipped each piece one by one.
Baek-seol’s eyes widened as she watched.
“Are you heading straight to The Tower?”
“Yeah. I’ve rested plenty.”
“Rested, you say…?”
Ever since returning, hadn’t he been constantly thinking, never actually resting his mind?
At Baek-seol’s puzzled expression, Han-sung tilted his head and replied.
“My body didn’t move, did it? I was sitting the whole time, so that counts as rest.”
“That’s not rest at all!”
“Ha, you worry too much. It’s fine.”
Han-sung spoke while recalling the days when he’d worked multiple part-time jobs in a single day.
Compared to those times, this was paradise. I received tangible rewards proportional to my effort, found the work fulfilling, and the actual intensity was far lower.
“By those old standards, this pace is practically leisurely.”
Having lived such a grueling life, I now believed myself to be working comfortably!
Witnessing Han-sung’s wistful expression, Baek-seol was shocked once more. Just how difficult must those days have been!
“Then I’ll be going!”
“Yes, yes! Have a safe trip!”
With that, Han-sung entered The Tower again, leaving the stunned Baek-seol behind.
* * *
At first glance, an ordinary house.
Yet more than twenty personnel were stationed in the surrounding area.
They were none other than employees of the Awaker Association.
About half of these employees were Awakeners themselves, and the reason such high-level personnel were deployed here was simple.
“He’s not coming outside today either.”
“Right. Thank goodness. He doesn’t go out often and his activity range is narrow anyway. We just need to stay put around this area.”
It was for the “protection” of Han-sung, who had recently signed a new contract.
Protection from what threat, you ask? Naturally, from overseas scouts.
“Oh! There! A Chinese Mythology Guild scout!”
“Where? Ah! That bastard! He’s back again!”
Han-sung himself was unaware, but there were far more than one or two scouts attempting to approach him.
At minimum, more than three came to his house every single day.
Even this number was only because the Association actively suppressed information and deployed extensive countermeasures.
Had they simply left things alone, more than thirty would have shown up, not three.
The reason Han-sung remained ignorant of all this was that the Association actively blocked all such approaches on his behalf.
“This is problematic.”
“What? I’m just passing through the area.”
“You’re affiliated with the Mythology Guild, are you not? We’ve already confirmed your identity. This individual has already contracted with us, so please withdraw.”
“Tch. Understood.”
This was the typical pattern. While not a formal permanent contract, he had agreed not to contact any other organization for six months.
Of course, there were many who attempted forceful approaches, and in such cases, physical force had to be employed.
Thanks to the Association employees’ invisible efforts, Han-sung could focus comfortably on The Tower without dealing with such annoyances.
However, no matter how hard the Association tried, there were situations where they couldn’t completely block access.
It happened while I was climbing The Tower.
Upon entering the 12th Floor, I found myself staring at the message that materialized before my eyes.
“So this is a cooperative mission, then.”
This mission was straightforward enough.
I would need to join forces with the other participants and escape to the outside.
Time limit: two hours.
“I’ve never seen this mission before.”
I scratched my chin thoughtfully.
Not all mission information is uploaded to the internet.
Besides, whatever information exists online is merely for reference anyway.
“Well, I’ll figure it out once I’m in there.”
Having settled my thoughts, I waited for the preparation time to end while methodically checking my equipment once more, then.
I opened the subscription window.
‘That one I bookmarked before… there it is.’
The reason for opening the subscription window was simple.
I intended to test my subscription ability in various ways during this mission.
Everything I had subscribed to thus far had been major abilities—the kind that required Gold Tickets to even consider.
In contrast, what I intended to subscribe to this time was the complete opposite.
‘Abilities that would be perfectly efficient when using Bronze Tickets.’
Fortunately, the subscription window had a bookmarking function for channels and abilities of interest.
After reviewing my bookmarks once more, I invested mana stones into the subscription window.
It was enough mana stones to purchase five Bronze Tickets.
“This should be enough to test out several different abilities.”
The moment I muttered that.
[Transferring to the starting location.]
My vision warped with the message, and when it cleared, I found myself standing in a damp cave.
But this time, I was not alone.
I simply turned my head to survey the others.
Including myself, there were four men and one woman.
Aside from one middle-aged man, the rest appeared to be roughly the same age.
Everyone was eyeing each other with cautious expressions when.
[The mission will begin in 10 minutes.]
Another message appeared.
It seemed the cooperative mission granted additional preparation time.
And in that moment, someone stepped forward.
A muscular man with sharp, piercing eyes that made a striking impression.
“I’m Chen Long. You’ve all heard my name, haven’t you?”
At those words, the expressions of everyone except me shifted dramatically.
Shock, astonishment, intense wariness—all of it.
The sole exception was just one person. Me alone.
‘Chen Long… I feel like I’ve heard that name before somewhere.’
It felt familiar, yet I couldn’t quite place it. So naturally, I found myself wearing a puzzled expression.
Standing there with that look among all the panicked people, I couldn’t help but draw attention.
The man who had introduced himself as Chen Long spoke with an expression of disbelief.
“You’re telling me you don’t know who I am?”
“Well… I mean, I feel like I’ve heard of you.”
“You feel like you’ve heard of me? Ha!”
Chen Long’s face twisted in rage as he lifted the massive saber he held in his hand.
“Not to recognize the Celestial Dragon Saber Master! Do you have buttons for eyes instead?”
“The Celestial Dragon Saber Master? Oh!”
Only after hearing that ridiculous epithet did Han-sung finally grasp his true identity.
‘China’s rising prodigy!’
He had garnered attention with his formidable abilities since his awakening a year ago, and he was the man who had signed a contract with the Mythology Guild, the highest-ranked of China’s three major guilds.
Though he had only begun climbing The Tower in earnest with his team a few months ago, he was known to have shattered all Chinese records below the 10th Floor.
‘His average time was in the three-minute range, wasn’t it?’
That was certainly an impressive record. It was on par with the top record from the United States, currently regarded as the world’s strongest Awakener nation.
The only difference was that Han-sung was far faster than that.
“Hmph, anyway, you understand what I’m trying to say, don’t you?”
When Han-sung showed little reaction to Chen Long’s outburst, he snorted dismissively and continued.
“I’m giving the orders. So you trash just follow my commands! Then we’ll clear this mission with ease!”
Having said that, Chen Long swept his gaze across the others with an arrogant expression.
He clearly didn’t expect anyone to object to what he’d said.
In fact, most of them seemed to have no intention of protesting.
Everyone, that is, except for one person.
“I don’t want to.”
Of course, that person was Han-sung.

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