Laborer Mr. Kim Reaps Sweet Rewards with Auto-Hunting - Chapter 63

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Episode 063

A conference room in Tokyo, Japan.

“The negotiations are concluded.”
“And? How did it go?”

Japanese Prime Minister Miyamoto Hayato swallowed hard as he asked.
The situation had twisted in unexpected ways.
He’d worried the talks might fall apart entirely—

“Kim Yong-pil, the deputy director of North Korea’s Organization and Guidance Department, has agreed to coordinate. You can rest assured.”
“Good. We’ve succeeded then.”
“We had prepared so many negotiating cards from the start.”
“True enough. Though the opponent is formidable…”

Prime Minister Miyamoto understood well.
He’d orchestrated this operation from the beginning—he couldn’t not know.
Japan’s cards.
Complete intelligence on the North Korean Rebel Forces.
And corruption that could never reach the ears of North Korea’s leadership.
Cards that should guarantee Japan’s advantage…
Yet the North Koreans had to be mad to accept.

“The immediate priority is to resolve the current situation as quickly as possible. It was unavoidable.”
“True. With Hunters involved, they’d want to end this however they can.”

Awakened Hunters.
Most are helpless before guns and artillery.
But…
If they refuse direct confrontation?
If they simply hide and wage terror attacks?
That becomes a catastrophe in itself.

“Precisely. One wrong move and we’d end up like Argentina or Mexico.”

Argentina, Mexico, Syria, and others.
There were quite a few nations whose governments had completely collapsed from conflict with Hunters.
And those were merely Hunters from the late 40s.
What of North Korea’s Park Mu-pal?
He’s a Hunter in the late 50s.
Imagine the horror if he chose to wage nothing but terror attacks.
North Korea’s leadership? Party officials?
They’d all have to hold hands and flee to another country together.
So that was the pressure point they exploited.

“We agreed to hand over all the intelligence in exchange for Park Mu-pal’s custody.”
“Good. Once we get him alive, we simply need to Recruit him and that’s settled.”

This Park Mu-pal character.
They’d already analyzed him thoroughly.
A man who simply drifts with the current.
No ambition, no desires.
A simple fellow—give him three meals of rice and meat and he’s satisfied.
And since he has no family either…
Recruitment would only be a matter of time.

“How long do you think it will take?”
“About a week, I’d estimate.”
“You’ve got all the intel, and it still takes that long?”
“Well, if we touch the Hunters wrong, there’s no telling what might happen. To wipe them all out cleanly, we don’t have much choice.”
“I see. A week then. Good.”

Once that passes, we’re at the 57th floor.
No.
A 59th-floor Hunter will have fallen into Japan’s lap.
And not just any 59th-floor Hunter, either.
A Hunter with Personnel Management Office-grade weapons.
The North Korean bastards.
They’ll feel the loss keenly enough.
The man has enough talent to climb past the 61st floor eventually.
But there’s nothing for it now.
The relationship is already broken.
Still, Park Mu-pal will serve us well—no need to worry about that.

“There won’t be any variables this time? Not like last time, when the Personnel Management Office suddenly got involved. Those kinds of variables.”
“The Personnel Management Office is unpredictable enough that nothing’s certain, but since there’s no S-rank Dungeon involved this time, I assess the situation as manageable.”

Right.
There’s no real justification this time around.
The Personnel Management Office head doesn’t have a grudge against Japan or anything.
There’s no reason for him to deliberately oppose us.

“Unless Park Mu-pal goes mad and somehow reaches the 61st floor in an instant….”
“That’s impossible, so don’t worry about it.”

Whose pet project is the 61st floor anyway?
They say everyone but the Personnel Management Office head had to grit their teeth to climb it.
Korea’s rankers?
Same deal.
They plastered themselves with buff potions and scrolls and barely managed to break through.
Even with Park Mu-pal’s exceptional talent, ascending in an instant is impossible.

“And if he does reach the 60th floor, the North Koreans won’t just sit idle. They’d wipe him out with missiles if they had to.”
“Fair point.”
“Well, unless the world suddenly turns upside down, there’s nothing to worry about.”

So then.

“Make thorough preparations to bring Park Mu-pal in.”
“Yes! Understood!”

I can already see it.
The future of rising to great-power status.

* * *

[Chaos Tower 59th Floor Clear Attempt: Failed!]

“Sigh….”
“Director, what happened?”
“We failed.”
“Ah… it’s all right. We’ll break through tomorrow.”
“Of course. We must.”

Still, it’s not easy.
Park Mu-pal.
Challenger of the Chaos Tower’s 59th floor.
I cleared the 57th and 58th floors without trouble, but….
This is where I finally hit the wall.

“If I could just prepare properly, I’d make it through, but it’s a shame, comrade.”
“What would you need, comrade?”
“Nothing. They’re things I can’t get anyway.”

What do I need, really.
Stat Enhancement Potions—the Revolutionary Cadres have them lying around by the handful for the 59th floor.
Scrolls of some kind or other.
And Recovery Potions besides.
I need all of it.

“This is….”

I’d always climbed the tower with nothing in my pockets.
Whenever something dropped, I turned it over to the organization.
I’d never felt the lack of anything before….
But now, stopped cold by this wall, I feel it keenly.
What about the others.
They’ve got all sorts of things.
They say there’s even a way to flee if you think you’re going to die during a run.
Park Mu-pal?
There’s no such luxury for me.
When it gets dangerous, I have to grit my teeth and crawl my way back to the starting point.

“Director, comrade—this is everything our Revolutionary Cadres have gathered. Please take it.”
“Goodness, where did you collect all this.”

I glanced over the items piled up in front of me—

“My, quite a lot, isn’t there.”

Low-grade Recovery Potions.
Lowest-grade Scrolls.
Low-Grade Magic Stones and so on….

It’s obvious at a glance.
They fled, then risked their lives entering the tower to gather these things.
Since they showed such sincerity, I took only some of it.

“The rest—take it back and have the comrades use it.”
“That won’t do, comrade! Only if you ascend the tower will we be safe!”

Hmm….
I’m grateful, truly.
But I’m sorry—what the comrades gathered won’t help me.
Park Mu-pal. A climber of the Chaos Tower, 59th floor.
A Low-grade Recovery Potion?
It barely heals me at all—no more than a fingernail’s worth.
The Lowest-grade Scrolls are the same.
Still, since they showed sincerity, I took them anyway.

“I’ll make good use of this, I promise.”

The Inventory, as they call it.
When I open the personal bag I gained after becoming a Revolutionary Cadet—

Materials from defeating the 57th and 58th floors.
And the Mana Stones.
And if I add what the comrades have gathered for us now.
Yeah.
It’s nothing much, but it feels solid.

“If it wasn’t for those Japanese bastards, we could be building this up from today onwards.”
“Those assholes. They were never really helping us, were they?”
“We already turned our backs on them first. And it’s not like they’re brainless either.”

Japan’s demand was simple.
Bring everyone and cross over into Japan.
The posts communicating with Japan even had the meeting date and time stamped on them—
Park Mu-pal had left them unanswered.
In the meantime, he’d received weapons from the Personnel Management Office Manager and climbed the tower.
How could Japan not understand what that meant?
They would have grasped it immediately.
And.

“They’ll definitely leak information to the party.”

Park Mu-pal had made his preparations too.
By abandoning the shelter Japan had arranged and relocating elsewhere.

One thousand three hundred twenty-eight Revolutionary Cadres.
With firepower like that, they could move a small mountain if asked—so finding shelter wouldn’t be difficult.
It wasn’t a problem at all.
Though they’d be discovered soon enough, admittedly.

“Director, don’t worry. Even now the Revolutionary Cadres are digging tunnels to relocate to.”
“That’s good too, but….”

It was only a matter of time anyway.
Eventually, they’d be caught.
Park Mu-pal had one plan.
Before that happens.

“If I can climb to the sixty-first floor as fast as possible, it’ll be resolved.”

After that, much would change.
So he would climb.
Even if it cost him his life.
That’s what the Personnel Management Office Manager wanted—the man who had personally crafted weapons and sent them for our people.

Why the Manager had sent the weapons.
Honestly, he didn’t understand at first.
He’d sent them with the desperation of a drowning man grasping at straw.
He genuinely hadn’t known if they’d accept them.
Even if he was born a street orphan and ignorant, he knew what he knew.

Ah, searing hot.

These weapons.
If other countries saw them, they’d come with money in hand begging to buy them.
Selling to them would be far more profitable….
So why me?
Does he want something in return?
While he harbored these doubts, he saw something on the Awakener Net and understood.

India, Egypt, and now North Korea. The Personnel Management Office Manager had always stood beside the powerless.

Ah….
India, Egypt, and even North Korea.
You’ve been helping the powerless people there.
Park Mu-pal had lived his whole life without greed.
But.
The Manager had saved his life twice—he wasn’t shameless enough to pretend he hadn’t noticed.

“I must repay this debt, no matter what.”

Like in India and Egypt.
The Manager’s desire must be for those people to live their lives with hope and purpose.
That desire.
I’ll make it real, somehow.

* * *

A few days later.

Beep-beep-beep!

“Ugh, already noon?”

Right on time.
The clock read the hour.

[12:00]

Time to get up.
Yun Ha-jun rose from the sofa immediately and stretched.

“One, two, three….”

Ugh, stiff.
After some light stretching, then what?

“Alright everyone, let’s begin today’s work.”
“Will do!”
“Rani, I’ll sort through these nice materials and head out right after!”

My workers, relaxing at ease.
Time to gather them all and head to the Training Ground.
Each doing their own thing, resting until the clock strikes twelve, then straight to work.
I’ve found this to be the cleanest routine.

“Boss, where are we heading today?”

See that?
A little rest and they’re at one hundred percent motivation.
Robin was warming up her body as well.

“Hehe. I wonder what kind of workers will show up today.”

Unjang was ready too.
Todd was out handling a subcontract he’d been assigned.
Just waiting on Rani now.

“Here! Rani’s here! Sorry I’m late!”

Finally, Rani came scurrying over after tidying up the materials she’d been fussing with in the living room.
Alright, now that everyone’s here, let me summon them.

“Worker Summon.”

Of course, Mid-grade and below only.
We’ll see about High-grade and above once new slots open up.

[Summoning Workers!]
[Rank – Platinum]
[Summon Range: All Mid and Low-grade targets]

Whoosh!

“Grrrr.”

Ah.
Hyenas standing on two legs.
What was their name again?

“Growl, was it? Good to see these old friends again after so long.”
“Grrr!”
“Glad to see you too.”

I have to say, the Worker Summon rank going up is really something.
Getting to see familiar faces again after all this time.

“Grrr….”
“Oh, those workers? It’s fine, really. We’re all family here, so we ought to get along well. You’ll be seeing them plenty from now on.”
“Grrr?! Grrr!”
“Arthur, what’re you saying?”
“They weak! No help! That what he saying!”
“Ah, don’t worry. The orcs said the same thing back then, but now they’re crushing A-rank dungeons without breaking a sweat.”

Don’t you worry.
We’ll make sure they’re useful soon enough.
So then—

“Rani, you’re up first.”
“Got it! I’ll be back in a jiffy!”
“Grrr?”

Why’re you tilting your head like that?
Just wait five minutes.
Then I’ll give you something good.
In the meantime—

“Arthur, explain to them real quick what we’re planning to do going forward.”
“Good idea!”
“Grrr?”

What’re you asking?
First things first, let’s introduce ourselves properly.
You’ll be seeing our red-hatted instructor plenty from now on.

* * *

“Look here, you scrawny pups—training starts now! You get it?!”
“Grrr!”

Arthur in his red cap pulled down low.
This isn’t his first time at it—the man’s got real style.
Summed up the essentials in a flash.
Any complaints?

“Instead, our boss here will pay you! Three times the amount!”

Money solved it, just like that.

“Squeak?!”
“Get three times the pay, and I’ll give five times back.”
“Kyaa! Now that’s our boss! Big, generous!”
“Then it’s settled.”

Top-tier Workers running the tower bring in a few Mana Stones.
What about the Nol pack?

——-
Worker Resume

Name: Nol Pack (4 individuals) / Low-Grade
Specialty: None
Daily Wage: 2 Low-Grade Magic Stones
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Two Mana Stones a day.
What’s five times that?
Even fifty times wouldn’t make a dent….
Still, it feels different when you’re the one receiving it.

“Squeak! Squeak-squeak! Squeak!”

Look at them.
Stamping their feet, practically vibrating with excitement.
Just hold on a moment.
The weapons haven’t arrived yet.

“Ta-da! I brought the weapons!”
“Oh. They’re here.”
“Take these! Rani made them, so they’re quality gear—use them well!”

Our Rani.
Her instincts keep getting sharper every day.
She’d crafted weapons of the exact same types the Nol pack had been using.
Made distribution simple too.

“All right, each of you grab one that feels right. Let’s hit a Dungeon—since it’s your first day, we’ll start with an E-rank and work our way up from there.”
“Squeak?”
“Don’t worry, you lot. You’ll handle E-rank just fine.”

With the Weapons Rani had forged in hand,
today was just E-rank.
But after training under Arthur, they’d probably reach B-rank eventually—which was impressive for the Nol pack.

“Go on then.”

And then, next—
I summoned another batch of Workers.

“Squeal!”
“Oh, Goblins!”

Familiar faces.
These ones pick things up fast.
They’re already training every time they come out.
And Rani’s got a weapon in hand too.

“You lot—head out right away.”
“Squeak!”

After repeating this routine for several days.
It finally added up.

[Requisition Points: 102,384P]

“Hoo, a hundred thousand points.”

Time to buy right now then.
There are quite a few other things I’ve had my eye on—
But this first.
Scraping together a hundred thousand points was brutal enough that I’ll feel better once I’ve locked this in.

[Purchase Complete!]
[Personnel Management Office Expansion Plan]

Okay.
Purchase done.
The Expansion Plan appeared in my hand.
And right after, a message chimed in.

[Loyalty Reward for Requisition Point Shop Regular! Your shop rank increases!]
[Requisition Point Shop (Grade – Bronze) → Requisition Point Shop (Grade – Silver)]

“Oh…?”

Fair enough.
After spending this much, it’s about time it went up.
So what got added to the inventory?
I was about to check right away—
When another message popped up.

Ding!
[You’ve raised a Requisition Point Shop rank for the first time.]
[Occupation Privilege: One additional Fixed Team Management slot is granted.]

What.
An extra Fixed Team Management slot?
Insane, that’s absolutely broken.

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