I Just Subscribed and It’s the Best Hunter of All Time - Chapter 25

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#Episode 25.
Grade? It was a term I couldn’t find anywhere else in the community forums either. I removed my equipped gear and settled comfortably into a chair before speaking.
“So what exactly is this grade you’re talking about?”
“Well… it’s like, a comprehensive measure of a being? That’s what it represents.”
“A comprehensive measure of ability?”
“No, it’s everything including ability. All the things you’ve accomplished so far. Your achievements. And even your potential going forward. You could say it encompasses absolutely everything.”
“I see.”
I stroked my chin thoughtfully.
“That’s complicated.”
“It is. Normally, grade only becomes useful much later in climbing The Tower, excluding minor details, but you’re different, Master!”
“Because I have a Unique Space?”
“Yes!”
Baek-seol nodded enthusiastically.
“Your grade increased, so now you can expand your space by two more rooms, and you can add various facilities too!”
“Oh, two more? What kind of facilities can you add?”
“A hot spring to aid recovery, a training hall for proper practice, a reception room where you can invite others, and a workshop. That’s about it! Oh, and there are basic facilities like a kitchen and bedroom too!”
“Mm-hmm.”
I nodded. Every facility looked genuinely useful at first glance.
“So if we’re expanding by two rooms, we can apply up to three facilities?”
“Yes! Oh, and you can even make a small kitchen in one corner if needed!”
“Alright. Could you organize and show me the required costs and the best way to go about the upgrades?”
“Of course! I’ll compile everything about the upgrades just as you said and present it to you!”
Baek-seol answered brightly and was about to withdraw.
But then I remembered something and quickly stopped her.
“Oh, wait. Before that, there’s someone I want to introduce you to.”
“Someone to introduce?”
I nodded and murmured.
“Onyx. Come out.”
The moment I called, black liquid bubbled up from the empty space in front of me, and Onyx soon revealed himself.
The serpentine Onyx flicked his tongue and struck an imposing pose.
He seemed to be trying to appear dignified in his own way, though his smaller size compared to when he was in the Dungeon undermined the effect somewhat.
Baek-seol’s eyes widened as she saw Onyx.
“You’ve obtained a familiar!”
“Yeah, it just happened.”
“That’s amazing! But there’s a faint trace—you can see remnants of divinity, can’t you?”
“Oh, you can sense that?”
Onyx had fallen and lost his divinity, but the traces remained.
I hadn’t particularly noticed such things, but it seemed Baek-seol could perceive something.
“Yes! Those who once carried divinity, even briefly, bear marks that can never be completely erased.”
“I see. That’s right. Onyx here was originally a god. Before his fall.”
“Wow…. To take such a being as a servant! You truly are remarkable, Master!”
At Baek-seol’s endless praise, Onyx seemed displeased, hissing and flicking his tongue.
Seeing this, Baek-seol continued speaking with an amused expression.
“Still, since I’m the first to become your servant, Master, that makes Onyx subordinate to me! Isn’t that right?”
“Huh? Well….”
Just as I was about to nod without much thought, Onyx let out an angry shout.
―What nonsense is this! A mere nine-tailed fox dares—!
“Interrupting the Master’s words? How terribly rude.”
―Do you know who I am!
“Does that matter? Regardless of your past, you’re merely the Master’s servant now.”
Baek-seol smiled brightly.
“Or perhaps you harbor negative feelings toward the Master in your heart?”
―That, that can’t be! I swore to be loyal.
“Then as a servant, that’s only natural! That’s what the servant contract entails. Interrupting the master mid-sentence or other such disrespectful behavior is absolutely forbidden. Isn’t that right, Master?”
“Huh? Yeah, that’s right. Good point.”
I nodded in agreement.
From my part-time work experience, I understood that a certain hierarchy was necessary for things to run smoothly, so I quickly organized the situation.
“Baek-seol came first, so you’re number one. And Onyx, you came next, so you’re number two. When you’re here, listen well to whatever Baek-seol tells you to do.”
Onyx trembled at my words before opening his mouth.
―I…understand.
Frustration was inevitable. A servant cannot refuse the master’s commands.
Baek-seol wore a satisfied smile.
“Good. Then Onyx, help Baek-seol and work together with her. I have things to attend to.”
―Understood….
After sending Onyx and Baek-seol off, I retrieved an item from my inventory.
It was the ‘Breastplate of the Fallen God’ I’d obtained this time.
I examined it from every angle.
“How exactly do I put this on?”
With armor that felt like this, I’d expect some kind of opening or clasp, but it was perfectly smooth without a single seam.
But as I inspected the armor and its edge touched my chest——
Whirrrrrrrrr!
Suddenly the armor split into hundreds, thousands of pieces and began adhering to my body.
And before I could even gasp, it instantly reformed into a perfect shape. On my body.
“Oh.”
I stood up and moved my body around experimentally.
Strangely, there was no discomfort in movement at all. Not just simple motions, but even large movements like when I normally swing a sword.
It felt as though the armor had become one with my body.
“Comfortable.”
I slowly ran my hand across the armor. A cool sensation met my touch.
I didn’t stop there—I drew my sword and directly struck the armor with it.
Clang!
The blade rebounded sharply, propelled backward by the formidable elasticity.
‘So this is what they mean by powerful resilience.’
My stance wasn’t ideal, so I couldn’t channel my full strength, but even so, I’d struck with considerable force—yet the armored body absorbed the impact without any visible shock.
The blade, meanwhile, was sent flying backward.
It appeared the powerful elasticity effect listed in the dragon scales’ properties was indeed at work.
Next, I set fire to the armor and even dripped corrosive liquid across its surface.
Yet not even a scratch marred the armor’s surface.
“Mm-hmm.”
After completing several tests, I nodded in satisfaction.
This was truly a gratifying result.
‘I can fight far more boldly now. Attacks aimed at my upper body up to a certain threshold can be ignored entirely.’
And there was another source of satisfaction.
It was the property called Breath of Darkness.
I didn’t understand this aspect fully, so I briefly summoned Onyx for an explanation—and it proved to be far more remarkable than I’d anticipated.
‘It’s an extraordinarily rare property.’
The description stated it passively gathered dark-attribute energy, which in other words meant dark-attribute mana.
To explain in detail would take too long, but apparently when mana carries a particular quality more intensely, it’s called mana of that attribute.
Dark-attribute mana is exceptionally rare, difficult to gather, and troublesome to handle—yet this armor enables both gathering and handling it.
“With just this armor alone, I could develop dozens of new combat techniques.”
It was far superior to what I’d imagined when I first heard from Onyx that armor existed.
“Excellent.”
I removed the armor I’d been wearing and stored it in my inventory.
Then I sat down in a proper meditative posture.
‘Until my body is complete, I’ll focus on mastering lightning.’
The time remaining until the subscription ends is now truly minimal.
So for now, I intended to absorb as much as possible before the subscription concludes.
I wasn’t even aiming for B-rank like basic swordsmanship.
‘Even the lowest rank would suffice—I just hope there are still skills remaining.’
With that thought, I slowly sank into meditation.
* * *
A fissure opened in the center of the living room.
I stepped through the crack and surveyed my surroundings.
“It feels like it’s been ages since I’ve been back.”
It had indeed been a while.
I’d entered The Tower to examine the treasure map, then spent quite a long time in the Unique Space afterward.
I’d returned home three hours before the subscription would end, just to grab a meal.
“Hmm. What should I eat?”
I walked into the living room and opened the refrigerator, then scratched my chin.
“There’s nothing here.”
That was right.
The refrigerator was nearly empty.
When I last went shopping, I’d stocked it quite generously.
But since then, I hadn’t restocked it, and eating alone, I consumed enough for four grown men—so it was only natural.
Of course, emergency rations of instant noodles remained, but for some reason, I didn’t feel like settling for that today.
Han-sung paused in thought, then muttered aloud.
“Should I… order delivery?”
That was something the old me could never have imagined.
In the past, I would have gone out to eat rather than order delivery—it was something I almost never did.
Food cost five hundred to a thousand won more than eating at the restaurant itself, and on top of that, delivery fees ran several thousand won.
“Fine. Let’s order.”
But now, that posed no problem for me whatsoever.
The money in my account alone was in the hundreds of millions.
Han-sung sat at my desk, installed a delivery app, opened it, and began deliberating over what to eat.
Then I quickly arrived at a decidedly extravagant conclusion.
‘Order everything, and if anything’s left over, freeze it.’
I’d order everything I wanted to eat!
Excited, I immediately ordered chicken, pizza, jjajangmyeon, and everything else I craved, one after another.
A strange exhilaration washed over me.
“Perfect.”
After finishing the order, Han-sung smiled contentedly and settled into the dining table, stretching out comfortably.
The food hadn’t even arrived yet, but I felt full.
Gurgle.
Though my stomach apparently disagreed.
Time passed like that.
Ding-dong!
The doorbell chimed from the entrance.
At that, Han-sung sprang up from my seat and headed toward the door.
‘What arrived first?’
I felt anticipation and excitement wondering which food had arrived first.
Click.
“Hello. Did you order pizza?”
“Oh, yes.”
The first delivery was pizza.
Han-sung reached out to take the pizza from the delivery person without thinking, then hesitated.
The delivery person wasn’t handing over the pizza—they held it firmly.
Only then did Han-sung look up to see who it was.
The person wore a motorcycle helmet with the eye visor open, so I could see their eyes.
But for some reason, they looked familiar—as if I’d seen them somewhere before.
Tap.
Before I could even fully grasp the situation, my body moved on instinct.
I shoved the pizza box toward the visitor while simultaneously attempting to slam the door shut with my other hand.
Thud!
But the door stopped just before closing. The visitor had blocked it from shutting.
“Wait, please just a moment!”
And the visitor spoke in an urgent voice.
“It’s me, sir!”
“Who are you?”
Naturally, my tone came out sharp and cutting.
A vaguely familiar face had shown up at my home, yet I couldn’t quite place them.
At that, the visitor hastily removed their helmet.
I examined their face and narrowed my brow.
“It’s Chen Long!”
That’s right.
The visitor was Chen Long.
The promising young prodigy from China who had picked a fight on the 12th Floor before getting his body stolen by an Apostle.
‘Wait, he’s Chinese, so why does he speak Korean so fluently?’
Even as I felt that question form in my mind, I spoke quickly.
“I see. Understood. Have a good day.”
And I moved to push the door closed again.
“Just a conversation, just talk!”
At that, Chen Long dropped to his knees and cried out.
“Please!”
This situation made absolutely no sense whatsoever.
I was prepared to force him away, but I stopped because of what he said last.
―I have information that the Tower Master might find interesting!
Those words didn’t come from his mouth—they resonated directly inside my mind.
―The next floor is a trap set by the Evil God!

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