Level 4 Human in a Ruined World - Chapter 75
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Chapter 75 21. Karma (4)
“What the hell, can’t you even drive properly?”
“What is this…?”
The number of people who jumped out of the cars was a whopping ten.
They glared at the lead vehicle with murderous eyes, then hesitated with bewildered expressions.
“Oh.”
It was because they spotted Young-woo standing in front of the lead vehicle, and the Negwig and patrol car in the adjacent lane.
“…”
A sudden silence fell.
However, the eyes of the 10-person group, or rather the 11-person group including the lead vehicle, were moving frantically.
They were gauging the combat power of these strangers who had suddenly appeared.
Since their car was damaged, they would need to get compensation somehow, but the opponents’ armament level was far from ordinary.
In the Post-Reset World, even legitimate complaints had to be made carefully.
One wrong move that offended a strong person could cost you your head.
How much more so for this matter where they would have to be somewhat unreasonable.
“Um… sir.”
Eventually, a man who seemed to be the leader of the 11-person group cautiously spoke up.
It seemed the opponent wasn’t ordinary, so he decided to be polite.
“You probably didn’t mean to, but you’ve obstructed our passage. You’ll need to compensate us somehow. Our cars are all damaged too…”
Young-woo tilted his head while looking at the cars that were horribly smashed.
“…Me?”
Of course, he understood what the other party was saying.
But hadn’t they been moving while keeping one lane completely clear?
If the driver of the lead vehicle hadn’t panicked and braked suddenly upon seeing the Negwig, this accident wouldn’t have happened.
In other words, according to common sense, this was a matter that should be settled within the 11-person group.
Swoosh.
When Young-woo silently shifted his gaze to the lead vehicle, the problematic driver still gripping the steering wheel held his breath.
“I’m sorry about the accident, but… I don’t think it’s my responsibility. You can either go your way, or…”
Though Young-woo didn’t continue his words, everyone in the assembly understood.
It meant that if they had complaints, they should fight and resolve it in this world’s way.
‘This bastard definitely has something.’
The expressions of the 11-person group turned cold.
Sharp emotions arose from Young-woo’s provocation, but it was also because they were greatly tense beforehand.
How strong would one have to be to show such audacity?
“…”
After Young-woo’s provocation, silence continued for a while, so Tae-young, unable to bear it, got out of the patrol car and bowed his head to the 11-person group.
“Since we seem to bear some responsibility for the accident, I’ll apologize on behalf of our group.”
It was an apology on moral grounds.
He also didn’t want to witness 11 murders happening before his eyes.
Though law had become meaningless in this world, he was still a police officer after all.
However, the 11 people didn’t back down easily.
“No… verbal apologies are meaningless, you know? And strictly speaking, isn’t this a non-contact accident? There should be at least minimal compensation for us to compromise.”
The leader of the 11-person side said this while constantly observing Young-woo’s expression.
Since the power difference between both sides was unclear, he was testing how far he could cross the line.
Of course, Young-woo’s line, who shuddered at the thought of bandits, wasn’t drawn very far.
“What if we don’t compromise?”
“…Huh?”
“Are you saying you’ll fight for your lives if we don’t compromise? If you were really confident, you wouldn’t be wasting time like this.”
“…!”
The 11 people flinched at the more hardline response than expected.
That was natural since this world was too harsh for braggarts to walk around alive.
In other words, that level of response was only possible if one was truly strong.
“This is probably…”
“Let’s just quietly wrap this up this time.”
As expected, public opinion on the 11-person side began to lean toward backing down.
Everyone here was, as Young-woo expected, 2nd or 3rd tier fighters who targeted monsters and mutants in Gyeonggi Province instead of Seoul.
As such, they knew well how high the ceiling of the concept of ‘strong person’ was.
The very people who prevented them from targeting Seoul’s monsters were Seoul’s First Swords.
But unfortunately.
‘Damn… what is this guy that he feels so intimidating.’
Lee Jang-ho73, the provisional leader of the 11 people, gritted his teeth.
It was because he felt the distinctive aura of a First Sword from the man before him.
Even though there was clearly no title floating above his head.
‘Could it be… no, that’s impossible.’
He had never heard of a First Sword’s title being hidden. Even if it were possible, in Jang-ho’s common sense, there was absolutely no reason to go that far.
In other words, the man before him was an ordinary person anyway.
‘If he’s not a First Sword, there’s actually nothing stopping us from killing him.’
Jang-ho thought this while preparing to bow his head according to the assembly’s public opinion.
He wasn’t completely confident of winning.
“It can’t be helped. Then this time we’ll…”
Just as Jang-ho was about to show a smiling face and step back.
Vroooom…!
From the road behind, that is, from Seoul’s direction, another engine sound was heard.
“…What, again?”
While Young-woo turned his head toward the sound, the 11 people who heard the engine sound from the same spot simultaneously opened their eyes wide.
“Oh, this.”
“Ah.”
The deflated momentum of the 11 people strangely changed.
Something mixed half with expectation and half with worry.
And not long after, a group of vehicles appeared from the distance.
Vroooom!
Setting aside the particularly fierce engine sound, there was a big difference from the 11 people they had met earlier in how they used the road.
While the 11 people used only one lane and drove in single file, those approaching now were using all four lanes.
They didn’t even have many vehicles.
Just 4 cars.
‘Selfish bastards.’
Young-woo looked at the 4 vehicles that had gotten much closer and asked Jang-ho.
“What about those guys?”
Then Jang-ho made a gesture showing he was troubled and answered.
“It looks like troublemakers have arrived.”
“Troublemakers…?”
As soon as Young-woo asked back, the problematic vehicles arrived at the scene.
Screech!
The 4 vehicles that stopped threateningly, leaving long skid marks on the floor, were all garishly colored foreign cars.
“…”
Young-woo couldn’t help but think of the young bandit group he had encountered in Yeoju.
Hadn’t the cars they rode around in had a similar feel to these?
Click.
Finally, four cars opened their doors in succession, letting out their drivers.
Thud.
The number of people who stepped onto the road and emerged from the vehicles was four in total, matching the number of cars.
Unlike the previous eleven who averaged their mid-to-late thirties, these looked to be in their early twenties at most.
“Ah… shit.”
“Old men, what time do you think it is to be doing this here?”
The four young men irritably drew their swords as soon as they got out of their cars.
Swoosh!
All armed with Early Birds.
One of them even had two Early Birds.
Seeing this, Young-woo slightly furrowed his brow.
‘Those guys definitely talk with their swords.’
Meanwhile, the eleven who hadn’t drawn their swords yet weren’t much different.
As the four young men appeared, some of the eleven also quietly moved their hands near their scabbards.
The number of Seoul natives had increased to fifteen, so it was natural. Their odds of winning had increased accordingly.
“Are these people the problem?”
Soon the four-man group glanced over Young-woo’s party and stopped their gaze when they reached Negwig standing in the corner of the road.
“…What is that thing?”
An inevitable reaction.
It seemed even Seoul didn’t have such iron horses.
Then the guy among the four holding twin swords suddenly tried to approach Negwig.
“It looks like a horse, doesn’t it? Is it really alive?”
He didn’t even think to find the horse’s owner and ask for permission.
He thought he could overpower anyone here with force.
Of course, perhaps.
‘It seems like he’s deliberately picking a fight.’
As Jong-su, who was observing the situation, thought, that act itself might have been intended to provoke a fight.
In any case, from Young-woo’s perspective, he couldn’t let some guy touch Negwig.
Swish.
The moment the opponent tried to take his second step, he grabbed his shoulder.
Thud!
“What are you doing? Don’t Seoul guys have any manners?”
Then the young man whose shoulder was grabbed by Young-woo swung his sword as if he’d been waiting for this.
“You fucking bastard, how dare you.”
No, more precisely, he tried to swing it.
If only his right shoulder grabbed by Young-woo hadn’t been crushed.
Crack.
“Huh?”
Young-woo’s current Strength stat was a whopping 1,200.
Of course, it couldn’t compare to Seoul’s First Sword, but it was enough to easily shatter the bones of a wandering swordsman.
However, the problem was.
“Uh…? Uhhhhh!”
When Young-woo made contact with hostile intent, Golden Punishment’s pain infliction effect activated.
“Grrgh!”
Twin Sword’s face turned bright red from the unimaginable pain, and the remaining three young men shouted in rage.
“This crazy bastard…!”
“Are you just going to stand there and watch?”
The targets they requested support from were none other than the eleven-man group.
Meanwhile, Twin Sword gritted his teeth and spat out words.
“You’re dead now. Do you know who I am?”
“…Who are you?”
Young-woo’s attention as he asked this was already focused on the fourteen Seoul guys excluding Twin Sword.
「Sensory Stats have temporarily increased from the existing 600 to 685.」
「Sensory Stats have temporarily increased from the existing 685 to 790.」
「Sensory Stats have temporarily increased from the existing 790 to 916.」
Because they had finally united in attacking the outsider, his Sensory Stats were rising like crazy.
‘Seoul is definitely Seoul.’
Based on the Sensory Stats stolen from the opponents, the fourteen people here were skilled fighters with total ability stats ranging from hundreds to even a thousand.
They were strong enough to pick fights with outsiders they’d just met.
But unfortunately, the outsider they met this time was the First Sword who had unified the great region of Gyeongbuk.
“You fucking bastard, I’m…!”
While the enraged Twin Sword recited his lines through gritted teeth, over ten Death Strike markers appeared in Young-woo’s vision.
“Hiyaaaaa!”
“Die!”
The fourteen Seoul swordsmen who had steeled their fighting spirit had entered Young-woo’s range.
Clank.
Young-woo stepped forward with his right foot, firmly planting it on the ground.
“Kraaaah!”
He swung his Black Sword wide toward the enemies charging fiercely at him.
Whoooosh!
The moment the blade extended to 5 meters and drew a pitch-black trajectory, Twin Sword, who had been about to shout his identity, shut his mouth tight.
“Mmph…?”
Because that single strike had left almost no one alive in the assembly.
Thud thud thud!
Only Lee Jang-ho73, who had hesitated in his steps among the fourteen, remained frozen in place outside the black trajectory, while the other thirteen had become chunks of meat rolling on the ground.
“This, this is…”
As Twin Sword, witnessing the unbelievable scene, could only gape, Jong-su, who had been preparing to act just in case, and Tae-young, who had already drawn his pistol, put their weapons away.
Then finally, Young-woo asked again the question he hadn’t finished earlier.
“So who did you say you were?”
Then Lee Jang-ho, who had turned pale, spoke up instead of the silent Twin Sword.
“D-do you know what you just did? That guy’s father is Jung Hyun-sik.”
“Jung Hyun-sik?”
When Young-woo asked back with an expression of ‘what are you talking about,’ Lee Jang-ho stammered and elaborated.
“You really don’t know anything? Jung Hyun-sik… he’s the First Sword of Gangnam.”
Fourth-Class Human of the Ruined World (Serial)
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