The Chick Class Hunter is Being Filial - Chapter 128
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Chick Class Hunter is Being Filial! Episode 128
Gu Shinhu, who had finished his phone call, slightly frowned as he watched Ham Honggi respond with renewed vigor.
“Dana, what’s wrong with him? Isn’t he the Association President’s youngest son?”
When Gu Shinhu mouthed ‘That troublemaker?’, Gidan chuckled softly.
“I had a little chat with him last time.”
“…Go easy on him. The kid’s completely lost it.”
“I didn’t really do much, but I guess that senior is naturally quite timid.”
“He does seem that way.”
Tsk tsk, Gu Shinhu clicked his tongue.
Meanwhile, Seonwoo Kyeong let out a hollow laugh.
‘Everything’s ruined…?’
Come to think of it, this is strange. There’s no way I would act so recklessly.
Until now, I had been moving carefully, calculating everything thoroughly as a model student.
But why did it suddenly turn out like this?
Just then, his eyes met with Moon Ira, who was watching them from a distance.
‘Teacher?’
Seonwoo Kyeong opened his mouth.
“Teach-”
Moon Ira placed her index finger to her lips.
‘Shh.’
Suddenly, everything before his eyes turned pitch black and his eyes closed.
“Whoa!”
“Huh? Senior.”
Beyond his fading consciousness, he could hear voices calling out to him.
Irina, who had been watching the unconscious Seonwoo Kyeong, threw away the ID card that read ‘Moon Ira’.
When Seonwoo Kyeong woke up, he wouldn’t remember anything about her.
Even if he did remember something, she would have already left this school by then anyway.
Irina walked away with light steps.
“Hmm.”
For a while now, Shin Nayeon’s gaze had been persistently following her. Judging by how she was making contact with someone, she might be trying to investigate her identity.
She hadn’t expected anyone to notice the signs.
Playing the role of a teacher had been fun, and she thought the experiment was going smoothly with Seonwoo Kyeong’s help. But once again, she had gained nothing…
How many times was this now.
Recalling even Sergey, who had left her side, she pressed her lower lip firmly.
“Korea really is difficult after all.”
She had thought it would be different from Kirus, but she hadn’t expected to achieve absolutely no results like this.
Irina pouted and pulled down her lips.
It seemed like she would need other preparations to get what she wanted.
Chapter. Santa and the Filial Piety Factory
[Suspicious Star Candy]
A suspicious aura of creation dwells within it.
“Hmm.”
Creation.
According to the children’s encyclopedia he searched, creation meant ‘making something for the first time that never existed before.’
Then, wouldn’t this ‘Suspicious Star Candy’ be a material that could create something incredible?
‘Thump thump.’
Han Gru, who had been staring intently at the rainbow-colored star candy he received as a reward from the Familiar Quest, opened his bag.
They said good ingredients were important for cooking.
Crafting was the same.
While high skill proficiency was important, having high-grade materials was the most basic requirement for creating good crafted items.
‘So then…’
Han Gru took out items from his Inventory and ‘Expand Bag Bag’ and laid them out in front of him one by one.
Master Detective Magnifying Glass, Magic Stone, Fork, Duck Clip, Supreme Acorn…
Were these roughly all the good ones?
If he excluded the ones that couldn’t be extracted because they were Han Gru’s crafted items…
Just as Han Gru was removing his crafted items one by one.
The white baby bird poked an acorn with its beak and then started kicking it around with its feet.
Roll roll. Kick, roll roll.
It had sat on On Jurim’s shoulder last night watching a soccer match, so it seemed to be imitating a soccer player.
When Mephistopheles ran over and tried to kick the acorn again with its foot, Han Gru blocked it.
“No, Mephi. You can’t do that.”
“Chirp!”
Han Gru caught the troublemaker Mephistopheles and placed it back on top of his head.
The best thing here would obviously be the Duck Clip that he had extracted Mephistopheles from.
‘But the Duck Clip can’t be extracted again.’
Then was there only one thing left?
‘Supreme Acorn!’
Han Gru placed the acorn in front of him and took a deep breath.
“Hoop!”
[Activating skill ‘Extract Extract’.]
[Skill ‘Extract Extract’ has failed.]
[Activating skill ‘Extract Extract’.]
[Skill ‘Extract Extract’ has failed.]
.
.
.
[Activating skill ‘Extract Extract’.]
[Skill ‘Extract Extract’ has failed.]
“Hng.”
Was it because it was an item he wasn’t familiar with yet?
It had taken quite a long time to extract the Duck Clip too, so there was no telling how long it would take to become friends with the Supreme Acorn.
Of course, there was one way to extract it quickly.
‘Level up!’
Hmph! Gru snorted and clenched his fist.
‘For a supreme hunter, growth is the way to go.’
Or maybe he should consider using filial piety points to level up his skill a bit. As he was pondering this while slowly putting away his items, that’s when it happened.
Ham Honggi suddenly came to mind.
Along with turning himself in, his sentence was considerably reduced for submitting a list of people who had purchased potions together. But the problem lay elsewhere.
Unknown components were discovered in the potions sold by the glasses-wearing man who had been imitating Jjapso, resulting in a group hospitalization.
Gru sat cross-legged and tilted his head curiously.
Just who was this Jjapso that bad guys would even imitate him?
‘He must be someone really amazing…’
Curiosity bloomed like fluffy clouds.
‘Hmm. Gru can’t be the only one who doesn’t know such a person.’
Gru picked up his mobile phone and pressed the letters ‘Jjapso’ to search.
Photos of Bear Syrup Bottles and Unfinished Bear Dolls appeared.
Following that, descriptions about Children’s Bicycles were added.
“Hm?”
Gru, who had been staring intently at his mobile phone, opened his mouth with a “Heh.”
Soon, cold sweat trickled down his back.
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On Jurim turned his gaze to the living room window and switched his mobile phone to his other ear. He responded mechanically once again to the voice continuously apologizing from the other end of the phone.
“Yes, please deliver to the hospital first. We’re fine. No, we’re not in a hurry on our end. Yes, we’re really okay.”
As soon as he finished the call with the distributor, coaxing and reassuring them, the phone rang urgently again.
This time it was Go Gang, the Management Bureau Director.
On Jurim left a message saying he was busy preparing for daycare right now and would contact him later, then let out a sigh.
‘This is hectic.’
Right now, it wasn’t just On Jurim, but everyone would be in an emergency situation.
Potion crisis.
It was such an urgent matter that everything else had to be set aside to deal with it.
The starting point was when two dungeons, which were the largest natural habitats for Silver Herb, the main ingredient in potions, were suddenly predicted to be abandoned.
Korea boasted a solid supply system with nearly 80% self-sufficiency in potion raw materials, but because of this, it was inevitably vulnerable to sudden supply shortages.
When reports began to emerge that a potion supply shortage would occur due to Silver Herb scarcity, anxiety spread in an instant.
Potion panic buying (the act of frantically purchasing goods out of anxiety) and Silver Herb depletion occurred faster than expected, making the situation even worse.
Potion inventory was dropping day by day.
Everyone agreed to prioritize potion supply to hospitals and such places, and large guilds with many high-level hunters naturally found themselves pushed down in the supply priority.
Actually, Hyeonak had quite a few support-type hunters, so they could probably get through the crisis without potions for a while.
The problem was that until the supply shortage was resolved, it was obvious that he would be called here and there, becoming incredibly busy without a moment to breathe.
Bzzzz- Bzzzz-
“…Haah.”
On Jurim, who was getting fed up with his mobile phone ringing again, suddenly turned his gaze to the floor.
‘Paper?’
On what looked like a carelessly torn page from a notebook, crooked handwriting was written. It was Han Gru’s.
[To Santa Claus.]
On Jurim smiled as he looked at the list written below.
It was a wish list of presents for Santa Claus, where only the first few things Han Gru wrote were what he wanted for himself, and the rest were all things he wanted to do for the people around him.
Chuckling as he looked carefully, he could see that ‘Guild Master’ had been crossed out and ‘Father’ was written above it.
He smiled and stared at the word ‘Father’ for a long time, then awkwardly covered his mouth when he heard the sound of the dressing room opening.
The school commute sitter’s voice could be heard.
“No, Han Gru. Let’s take that off before we go. Okay?”
“No! I’m going like this.”
“…?”
At the sitter’s almost pleading tone, On Jurim got up.
Wondering what the commotion was about, he soon spotted Han Gru and dropped the hand holding the paper.
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