I Just Subscribed and It’s the Best Hunter of All Time - Chapter 77

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#Chapter 77.
Those waiting in the vacant lot didn’t miss it and immediately rushed toward them.
The ones who had just emerged from the manhole froze at the sight.
A swift shadow.
That’s when Jung Han-sung stepped forward.
I feel it.
These people who suddenly burst out of the sewer—I can’t just let them slip away.
That’s why I moved.
Unlike before, when I was confused about what choice to make, everything is clear now.
I just need to crush them and take what I want.
That’s all there is to it.
“…!”
Everyone in the vacant lot was startled by Jung Han-sung’s sudden appearance.
None of them acted recklessly.
They felt it instinctively.
That Jung Han-sung was no easy opponent.
“…Who are you?”
Then, a man wearing a black visor helmet among those dressed entirely in black spoke to him.
The person Jung Han-sung had been watching most carefully. His presence was unusually faint compared to the others.
In any case, Jung Han-sung answered the question directed at him simply.
“And you are?”
No answer came. They merely glared at Jung Han-sung intently.
Soon, he spoke in a measured voice.
“We are targeting those people.”
“I see. So am I.”
While the two conversed, those frozen with their bodies protruding from the manhole belatedly attempted to flee.
But Jung Han-sung didn’t want that either.
“If you run, I’ll sever your heads. Come up here.”
“I share that sentiment. There’s no need to hold back for their sake.”
This time, the other side expressed the same opinion.
There was no reason to weaken themselves just for those people’s benefit. So they tacitly agreed to secure them first.
They hesitated, but ultimately pulled themselves completely out of the manhole.
At least that seemed better than having their heads severed while attempting escape.
The visor helmet turned back to Jung Han-sung and spoke.
“Shall we first subdue them completely and then come to an agreement?”
“I don’t think that’s necessary.”
Jung Han-sung flicked the blade in his hand.
The opponent, understanding the implication, maintained his measured tone as he replied.
“You’re quite confident. I don’t know how much faith you have in your abilities, but if your life is precious, it would be wise to withdraw from here….”
But before the opponent could finish speaking, Jung Han-sung awakened the dormant brain energy within his body.
The enemies immediately sensed the shift in Jung Han-sung’s momentum and swiftly leveled their weapons at him.
Particularly, the one who had just been conversing with Jung Han-sung reacted with remarkable speed.
In that fleeting instant, he raised the gun he’d been holding slack and fired without hesitation.
Bang!
The moment the gunshot rang out, Jung Han-sung’s body shot diagonally through the air.
Or rather, to be precise, his feet had already left the ground before the trigger was even pulled.
An ordinary human cannot dodge a bullet by seeing it.
An extremely well-trained person might display such a feat, but strictly speaking, it amounts to ‘predicting’ based on the gun’s trajectory and body movements.
However, Jung Han-sung had no need for prediction now.
“Shoot―!”
Someone’s shout sounded as if a stretched tape were being played back.
The Heavenly Demon’s Divine Technique wasn’t merely accelerating physical movement.
What accelerated was the speed of thought itself.
Jung Han-sung perceived everything.
The enemies turning their gun barrels toward him. Their fingers pulling the triggers.
So, he simply watched and dodged.
Bang―!
Bang―!
The bullets merely carved through empty air.
If one reached the pinnacle of the divine technique, it might even become possible to see incoming bullets and strike them down with one’s hand.
Jung Han-sung hadn’t reached that level yet… but that wasn’t what mattered now.
There was no one here who could match his speed.
Crack!
As he ran, his sword swept through in a wide arc, cutting down everyone in its path.
‘The resistance is worse than expected. Are they wearing protective gear?’
Normally, the cuts should have been quite deep, but it felt as though the blade barely grazed their leather armor.
But it didn’t matter.
“Bzzzzzzt!”
All those struck by the blade trembled violently.
This had nothing to do with the divine technique—it was the lightning wrapped around the sword. For now, everyone cut by it was temporarily incapacitated.
And.
They still hadn’t managed to keep pace with Jung Han-sung’s movements at all.
Rumble―!
Releasing the unspent lightning energy outward, Jung Han-sung accelerated to the next level.
“Fire!”
“Damn it, he’s too fast!”
The enemies did their absolute best, but their attacks never reached Jung Han-sung.
It wasn’t as though they had no countermeasures against ‘fast’ opponents.
This world had its share of individuals equipped with all manner of devices, displaying reaction speeds and movements several times faster than ordinary people.
But even devices had their limits.
Save for an extremely rare few monsters, none could move at the speed Jung Han-sung now displayed—leaving only afterimages in their wake.
It was naturally impossible to charge through a dozen well-trained personnel armed with firearms and wreak havoc among them.
Yet Jung Han-sung moved exactly as such.
Whirrrrr!
Someone fired wires from all directions to restrict his movement.
He simply leaped over them with contemptuous ease or severed them with his blade, cutting down his assailants as he went.
When they sacrificed their own men and hurled suppression bombs, he caught them and hurled them back at the thrower.
This could not be called combat.
It was overwhelming domination.
Like a wolf plunging into a flock of sheep.
The man in the visor helmet watched his subordinates fall one after another.
The entire engagement lasted less than two minutes.
Two minutes.
“To maintain that state for two whole minutes… he’s not just a monster.”
As he let out a hollow laugh and muttered this, Jung Han-sung finally charged toward him.
Who was this creature?
If not merely a monster, then perhaps… a sorcerer of a caliber rarely seen in this cramped, squalid city.
The visor helmet reflexively pulled the trigger as such thoughts crossed his mind.
The circuits etched into the gun blazed incandescent, expelling a fierce ball of flame.
Jung Han-sung’s response was simple.
Shing!
He swept his blade to cleave the fireball in two, then stepped forward once more and swung again.
Crack!
The helmet soared high into the air before crashing to the ground.
“Exhale.”
Thus the battle ended.
Jung Han-sung turned to survey the scene, his blade dripping blood. The ground was littered with fallen bodies.
“Hmm.”
After flicking the blood from his blade with a sharp snap, I reflected inwardly.
‘Weaker than I expected. Actually easier than when I faced Jack before.’
In some respects, that was true. In others, it was not.
Easier than facing Jack? Without question.
I had dispatched them all without obstruction.
Yet they were not weak. In fact, they were far more skilled and formidable than Jack had been.
The reason I found it so effortless was simple.
I had grown stronger.
Having learned the Shattering Soul Blade and Shattering Soul Guard from the Heavenly Demon, and mastered the Heavenly Extreme Thunder Divine Art.
It would be strange if my strength remained unchanged.
Fundamentally, my growth itself had been abnormally rapid.
‘Still, that last part was rather surprising.’
A fireball suddenly erupted from the gun.
Even though I was fully aware that mana formed the foundation of this civilization, I couldn’t help but flinch for a moment.
‘Well, it’s already done anyway.’
I turned my body around with that thought.
There lay the source of this chaos—the people who had emerged from the manhole.
I walked toward them.
The instant I stood before them.
“It’s here!”
Suddenly, one of them handed me something without hesitation.
Upon closer inspection, it was a rectangular chip. It resembled a credit, yet was distinctly different.
I paused briefly, then accepted it naturally.
“Everything is contained within it!”
“We know nothing! Please, spare our lives…!”
At those words, I narrowed my eyes.
They were trembling so badly because they believed I would kill them to silence them.
Though I had no such intention.
Instead of responding to their pleas, I simply turned away.
There was no need to verify whether their words were truth or lies.
‘The Detective’s ability is quite convenient.’
From the moment they spoke, I had been analyzing every twitch of their facial muscles and tremor in their voices.
They truly knew nothing. And they genuinely believed the chip contained something important.
And there was one more thing.
[You have completed the 51st Floor objective.]
[You receive 50,000 Credits as a reward.]
Immediately after receiving the chip, a completion message appeared before my eyes. This confirmed it was indeed a clue regarding the Atlas Frame.
That was sufficient for me.
But the messages that appeared were far from over.
[You have acquired the crucial clue in an exceptionally short timeframe without any assistants.]
[You have achieved a Clear Rank of ‘SSS’.]
[You receive 2 Small Storage Boxes as additional rewards.]
“Hmm.”
This was an unexpected message.
‘I thought the rank would be lower this time.’
By my standards, I hadn’t completed the mission particularly quickly, nor had I done anything particularly remarkable.
I had expected the rank to be lower than usual.
But that was merely because my standards were far too high.
Missions of this type could take anywhere from a week to nearly a month to complete.
This was the 60th Floor, after all.
Long-term missions were not uncommon here.
Yet I had finished it in less than 24 hours.
‘Well, good is good.’
I ended my deliberation quickly and looked at the chip in my hand.
‘So, is this the end?’
I could return immediately if I wanted, but I’m curious about what’s on this chip.
Isn’t this the clue I searched so hard for because of the mission?
While I was thinking this, suddenly another message window appeared before my eyes.
[The key to the Hidden Floor has been confirmed]
[This key can be used before entering Floor 65]
A key. At that word, I looked at the chip in my hand again. It seems this is that key.
It doesn’t look like I can check its contents right now. If the key gets damaged in the process, the Hidden Floor would be lost.
I placed the chip in my inventory. Then I looked around for a moment before heading to a location I had remembered.
It was a building equipped with storage lockers where items could be kept.
I placed my coat and terminal device there.
‘It would be convenient if I could carry these out.’
Unfortunately, items like this cannot be taken outside. If I choose to return while holding them, everything disappears.
That’s why I stored them separately. Well, I can buy new ones if I come back, but that’s bothersome, so I left them here for now.
I completed the lock, paid the fee, and left the building. Then I returned to a nearby alley and chose to return.
I planned to check the rest after returning.
Whoooosh—
Soon, my figure vanished from the dark alley.
Silence fell over the alley once more.
* * *
After returning to the Territory.
I inspected the Territory while listening to various reports from Baek-seol as I always did, then headed home.
The reason I came straight home wasn’t to rest or train—I had a different purpose today.
“Let’s see. What haven’t I checked yet…”
I was going to check my rewards.
I placed three boxes in front of me.
First, two of the boxes had a plain gray color with no special characteristics, and their name was ‘Small Storage Box’.
I obtained them after clearing this mission, and when I checked what they were used for, an explanation immediately came to mind.
[Small Storage Box]
[A box that can store items that cannot be taken outside of stages]
“Ah… Is this that?”
I tilted my head and recalled a post I had seen before.
Occasionally, items superior to Earth’s technology are discovered within The Tower.
The cyberpunk world I had called it was a typical example of a world filled with such items.
One might think it would be a jackpot to gather a bunch of items from there and sell them, but it’s not that simple.
Such items cannot be taken outside.
That’s why I had found a storage locker and placed items there.
But there is exactly one exception.
‘A box that allows you to extract items that would normally be prohibited.’
Rumors had circulated that it was an extraordinarily rare item that only Rankers could discover.
And it had come as a reward.
‘If I’d checked beforehand, I wouldn’t have needed to visit the storage vault.’
Jung Han-sung entertained that thought before shaking his head.
‘No, that’s not right. This is a one-time use item.’
It would be wasteful to use it merely for storing a coat or some cheap terminal.
Besides, judging by the box’s dimensions, a coat wouldn’t even fit inside.
It seemed best to take my time deciding what to place in these two boxes.
“And….”
Jung Han-sung then turned his attention to the remaining box—the one emanating a mysterious azure radiance.
It was the Rune Box.
I should have examined it last time, but I’d forgotten due to various circumstances.
“Alright.”
Jung Han-sung decided not to delay any further and opened the box immediately.
Of course, before opening it, he didn’t forget to subscribe to the Fortune Channel.
After completing those preparations.
Click!
The moment the box’s lid swung open.
Whoooosh―!
Golden light poured forth from within, and something materialized before Jung Han-sung’s eyes, floating gently in the air.

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