The Automatic Rooting Range Is Too Wide - Chapter 99
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Auto Looting Range Too Wide Episode 99
Episode 99: Turf War (2)
Surge-
“Shorty?”
Blood vessels could be seen bulging on the nape of his neck visible beneath the mask.
It seemed he had properly touched a nerve.
“Fine, I’ll kill you right now.”
The Short Man threw off his cloak.
Gray martial robes were revealed, along with gauntlets and shin guards wrapped around his arms and legs.
‘A martial artist?’
Both the gauntlets and shin guards didn’t look like ordinary weapons just from their appearance.
Their surfaces were glossy and had an ominous dark hue.
“When you think of a martial artist from Hope Society in the lower floors, doesn’t someone come to mind?”
The Short Man asked with a voice full of anticipation.
Mincheol didn’t say anything since he had no idea what he was talking about.
“…Damn, why are there so many bastards who don’t know me?”
The Short Man let out a deep sigh.
“Whatever. Let’s just finish what we started.”
The Short Man crouched low.
He bent his knees and lowered his waist. Both hands were pressed tightly to his sides.
Mincheol and the Short Man glared at each other silently.
Then, without anyone going first, they simultaneously charged toward each other.
Mincheol was slightly faster.
Mincheol’s downward slash aimed for the Short Man’s neck.
Clang.
The Short Man blocked the slash with his gauntlet while throwing a punch with his opposite fist.
Mincheol tilted his head to the side, dodging the punch.
Bang.
The moment the fist struck empty air, a sound of tearing wind burst forth.
“Oh? Not bad?”
The Short Man’s voice contained subtle displeasure and anticipation.
It was the kind of reaction you’d expect when a bug you’d underestimated wouldn’t die easily.
“Good. I’ll raise it up a notch. You’d better not even blink from now on.”
Suddenly, the Short Man let both arms hang down loosely.
‘What’s his intention?’
Just as Mincheol felt bewildered by the incomprehensible stance.
Suddenly, the Short Man’s hands disappeared. Mincheol reflexively pulled his body back.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh.
Consecutive sounds of tearing wind right in front of his nose.
“…!”
Mincheol couldn’t help but be shocked.
‘I couldn’t see the punches.’
And it wasn’t just once – he had thrown punches at least three times.
Mincheol had no choice but to tense up at the terrifying speed.
“I told you not to even blink!”
The Short Man began pressing Mincheol.
Every time his hands disappeared, invisible punches flew. Sounds of tearing wind burst forth consecutively.
Mincheol had no choice but to stop attacking and focus on dodging the punches.
“Why so quiet? Keep provoking me!”
As Mincheol acted passively, the Short Man pressed him even harder.
But Mincheol wasn’t intimidated.
‘The speed is fast, but all directions are straight lines.’
‘If I can read the preliminary movements, dodging isn’t difficult.’
‘But if I allow even one opening, I’ll get hit by a combo.’
Mincheol was gathering information while dodging the Short Man’s attacks.
The Short Man’s rhythm, habits shown just before attacking, joint rotations, even eye movement.
That’s when it happened.
Suddenly, the Short Man stopped attacking.
“Hey, you got Memory Stones from the Martial Arts Realm, didn’t you?”
Then he suddenly threw a question at Mincheol.
“You were using skills from the Martial Arts Realm too.”
“So you noticed too? Well, the Martial Arts Realm has distinctive movements, so it’s impossible not to recognize.”
The Short Man was right.
Skills from the Martial Arts Realm had their own unique characteristics.
That’s why Mincheol could immediately think of the Martial Arts Realm when he saw the Short Man’s martial arts.
“Lucky bastard. So which region is the Memory Stone you got from?”
“Region?”
“Don’t you understand? Which region is the soul contained in the Memory Stone from?”
Mincheol couldn’t understand what he meant at all.
If it’s the Martial Arts Realm, then it’s the Martial Arts Realm – are there separate regions?
“The Memory Stone I got contains a soul from Songdo. You know, right? Songdo is the seventh most prosperous region in the Martial Arts Realm.”
Actually, he didn’t know.
He only vaguely knew that the Martial Arts Realm was divided into several regions.
‘But I think I heard there are over twenty regions in the Martial Arts Realm.’
Is seventh place out of that impressive?
While Mincheol was wrapped in doubt.
“And it’s not just any ordinary soul. It’s one of the Top 30 Masters of Songdo.”
Mincheol’s expression became strange again.
If it’s one of the top thirty masters from the seventh most prosperous region out of over twenty regions…
‘Is that impressive…?’
From Mincheol’s perspective, having obtained Memory Stones from the Three Greatest Masters Under Heaven, it wasn’t a particularly impressive number.
“Since this is fate, why don’t you tell me? Which region is the Memory Stone you got from?”
“You don’t need to know.”
Mincheol said curtly.
It was because he judged there would be nothing good about telling him.
Then suddenly, the Short Man grabbed his mask and chuckled.
“I knew you’d say that.”
“What do you mean?”
“It’s a Memory Stone so insignificant that you’re embarrassed to mention it, right? You can’t even dream of learning skills from it, and probably only got trivial knowledge.”
“Hmm… that’s not it.”
“No use making excuses. I’ve figured it all out. Both the Memory Stone you got and your growth style.”
Growth style?
This was also a statement whose meaning he couldn’t understand.
“Seeing how you dodged my punches, you’re also the type who went all-in on agility. Right?”
“Hm?”
“So you gained speed faster than others, but everything else is lacking. Especially stamina.”
The Short Man continued speaking with a voice full of laughter.
“Stamina not only increases endurance but also the body’s durability. Having low stamina means you’re done if you get hit properly even once.”
Mincheol was at a loss for words.
Was it because Short Man’s reasoning was accurate?
No, it was because he couldn’t figure out where to even begin pointing out the flaws.
Mincheol had never focused his stats for concentrated growth.
At most, he had recently paid attention to his mana stat, but even that he had only increased through elixirs.
‘Actually, is there even a need to point it out?’
The other side was making assumptions on their own, so there seemed no need to correct them.
“Is it okay for you to babble like that? My weakness would be your weakness too.”
“My weakness? No such thing exists. I’m your superior compatibility.”
“…Superior compatibility?”
“It means I have methods to compensate for weaknesses.”
Suddenly, Short Man pulled out an item from his inventory.
An elongated cylinder with a lens attached.
Four legs that could be mounted on the ground.
It resembled a telescope but had a much more complex structure.
“Hey, Piggy!”
“Yes, yes!”
“Get ready first!”
Short Man threw the item to Piggy.
Piggy, who caught the item, asked back in confusion.
“Pre, prepare the ritual? Someone like me, a low-ranking organization member?”
“That’s right! You know the method too.”
“But, but…”
“Shut up and do it. Or I’ll kill that bastard and kill you too.”
“I, I understand!”
Piggy hurriedly began installing the telescope on the ground.
Mincheol stared intently at Piggy, wondering what that thing was.
“Hey, Subordinate Compatibility. Where are you looking?”
Short Man called out to Mincheol.
“As your superior compatibility, I’ll show you exactly. How to overcome weaknesses.”
Short Man took a martial stance.
It was a posture heavily imbued with the distinctive characteristics of the Martial Arts Realm.
‘He knows attacks don’t work, so what is he planning to do?’
That’s when it happened.
Suddenly, Short Man’s figure multiplied into two.
“Huh?”
The two disappeared and this time increased to three.
Soon the three disappeared and three appeared again.
The three afterimages repeatedly disappeared and appeared as they approached Mincheol.
“What the hell is this…”
Mincheol tried to create distance first.
In that instant, all three afterimages disappeared.
And Short Man appeared right in front of Mincheol’s nose.
From below his chin, Short Man looked up at Mincheol and whispered.
“Die.”
Both hands exploded simultaneously.
It wasn’t a metaphor but literal. The moment two punches struck Mincheol’s torso, mana exploded.
Boom-
With an explosive sound, Mincheol’s body crashed into a column.
The column shattered instantly.
Crumble-
One of the four columns collapsed completely.
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“Whew.”
Kim Hyeok-gi slowly withdrew his extended fists.
“Vermin, didn’t I tell you not to even blink?”
The martial art he was learning, ‘Soul Severing Fist’, wasn’t a technique focused solely on extreme speed.
The ‘3rd Form: Wall Crusher’ was a skill that demonstrated fierce power by exploding mana simultaneously with impact.
Matching its power, not only was its learning difficulty high, but it could only be obtained last.
“Well, even if you really had, you couldn’t have dodged with that pathetic skill anyway.”
All forms of Soul Severing Fist were merely ‘Rare’ grade.
But the movement technique ‘Soul Splitting Steps’ obtained after learning all of Soul Severing Fist was different.
It was actually ‘Unique’ grade.
It was that excellent a skill. A footwork technique that created multiple afterimages to induce openings in enemies.
The reason the soul in the Memory Stone that Kim Hyeok-gi obtained could reign as one of Songdo’s Thirty Great Masters was precisely because of Soul Splitting Steps.
“Ah, right. I should have crushed his teeth. Is he still alive by any chance?”
Kim Hyeok-gi approached the debris with great regret.
It was a situation where one of the four columns supporting the ceiling had completely collapsed.
“Did he fall down below by any chance?”
That’s when Kim Hyeok-gi stuck his head outside.
Pop.
A hand shot up from below. It grabbed Kim Hyeok-gi’s collar and pulled him down.
“Kuk!”
Unable to resist the strong force, Kim Hyeok-gi fell below the tower.
Kim Hyeok-gi adjusted his posture in midair and landed on the ground.
Crash-
Both legs hit the ground making a rough sound. His entire body shook.
“Krgh.”
No matter how much of an Awakened he was, falling from this height was quite burdensome.
Especially for someone like Kim Hyeok-gi with low stamina stats.
Soon after, someone fell from the sky.
Unlike Kim Hyeok-gi, it was as gentle as a feather landing.
That being was none other than Subordinate Compatibility.
“…How are you perfectly fine?”
Kim Hyeok-gi couldn’t understand it at all.
“I’m not perfectly fine, it does hurt quite a lot.”
It hurts a lot?
That was nonsense.
Soul Severing Fist’s 3rd Form: Wall Crusher demonstrated enough power to half-destroy a small building.
Getting hit by something like that and ending up just ‘in pain’?
“You, what are your stamina stats?”
“You don’t need to know that.”
Subordinate Compatibility slightly lifted his mask and spat on the ground.
“I’m feeling pretty damn awful right now.”
【Activating skill ‘Black Horn Bullet Form’.】
【Consuming mana ‘140’.】
Subordinate Compatibility charged forward.
Thud- Clatter-
Speed that rapidly accelerated with each strike against the ground.
The distance between them narrowed in an instant.
“…!”
But no matter how fast, running straight like this was completely useless.
Kim Hyeok-gi prepared a counterattack. The moment Subordinate Compatibility approached, he would unleash a punch….
That moment.
Thwip-
Subordinate Compatibility vanished before his eyes. It had leaped onto the wall to the side.
Kim Hyeok-gi’s gaze belatedly followed Subordinate Compatibility.
And the moment he saw Subordinate Compatibility standing on the wall.
Thwip-
Subordinate Compatibility disappeared. Immediately after, a kick slammed into his chest.
There was no time to defend.
No, forget defending—he couldn’t even register the fact that he’d been hit.
“Kugh!”
His body flew backward with a heavy impact.
Kim Hyeok-gi rolled across the ground several times. He barely managed to get back on his feet, but.
“Ugh, uweeek!”
A handful of blood burst from his mouth. It was an alarming amount of bleeding.
“Ah… even this doesn’t cool my anger.”
Subordinate Compatibility’s voice came from far away.
Kim Hyeok-gi spat out blood and raised his eyes.
Then he saw Subordinate Compatibility glaring at him.
“Stand up straight.”
Subordinate Compatibility spoke in a cold tone.
“Because we’re just getting started.”
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