The Martial God Becomes a Necromancer and Conquers the Tower - Chapter 9

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Episode 9
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There are many tangled circumstances behind why I came to open a Martial Arts Dojo.
My parents died in an accident the moment I was born.
I grew up in an orphanage.
I was an orphan in my previous life too, and here I was again—the thought made me melancholy.
But I soon pulled myself together and threw myself into martial training.
It was when I was a snot-nosed kid that I discovered I couldn’t learn martial arts.
Still, I didn’t give up entirely on trying to cultivate what I could.
That’s when I realized I could at least practice External Martial Arts in a limited capacity.
Even so… how should I put it. The burning desire I’d had in my past life—”I’ll glimpse the pinnacle of martial might!”—had completely cooled and vanished.
I just grew up practicing a bit of External Martial Arts here and there, nothing special.
After that?
I left the orphanage, struck out on my own doing manual labor, and eventually met Park Gang-chan.
At that time, Park Gang-chan was a loose screw—not the sharpest tool in the shed.
After I beat some sense into him a few times, he volunteered to become my disciple.
So I opened a Martial Arts Dojo because of him… you could say Park Gang-chan designed my entire future.
Park Gang-chan was a famous Awakener in Korea, so other Awakeners he knew started frequenting my dojo.
Currently, six Awakeners train at my dojo. Twelve ordinary people without Awakening also study there.
The tuition is fairly expensive, so even with these numbers I make enough to live comfortably.
My dojo teaches practical combat unlike a typical martial arts school, so it’s garnered quite a bit of praise from the Awakeners.
As for Yu Hye-yeon…
She’s a woman who lives with seriousness in everything she does.
Her skill is number one in my Martial Arts Dojo.
In other words, she’s stronger than Park Gang-chan when it comes to martial arts.
That doesn’t mean she’s necessarily the superior Awakener, though.
An Awakener’s strength varies vastly depending on their job class.
In fact, that’s why my dojo doesn’t burst at the seams with students.
Why bother learning martial arts? A Unique Class beats everything else.
That’s the prevailing attitude.
I don’t think that trend is bad either.
In the martial world of my past life, if you were born with natural talent, you held every advantage; if you were mediocre, you usually died prematurely while learning secret techniques after falling into Demonic Qi Deviation.
The starting line was different to begin with—what’s the point?
Come to think of it…
I was born with one advantage of my own.
What we might call the silver spoon of my previous life.
Without the memories from my past existence, could I have completely cleared the Tutorial on my first try?
“I apologize for showing up so abruptly at this late hour. I wanted to offer congratulations first, and also ask how you’re finding our company…”
Unlike Park Gang-chan, who wore a formal suit, Yu Hye-yeon was dressed in athletic wear as if she’d come straight from a workout.
“No need to apologize. Come in, Hye-yeon.”
I’m not someone who talks down to others just because they’re my disciples.
In my past life, I would’ve said, “Disciple, you’ve come? Go brew some tea,” but.
Now I’m a proper human being in the modern world, aren’t I?
“Gang-chan, you’re here too?”
“Of course. I’m the Master’s first and finest disciple, so naturally I arrived early. But Hye-yeon, you got here awfully quick yourself?”
“The Master should be coming to my company instead. Gang-chan, you’re out of the picture.”
“What, you’re disrespecting Woong-ryok Group like that?”
Hmm, my two disciples are growling at each other.
Well, I suppose I can’t blame them. Yu Hye-yeon is the ace of Yuseong Group.
It’s the same as Park Gang-chan being the ace of Woong-ryok Group.
“Come now, you two, settle down…”
As I was trying to calm them both, I heard footsteps thundering up the stairs through the open doorway.
My Martial Arts Dojo is located on the third floor of a building with no elevator, so anyone coming here has to take the stairs.
But who else could this be? Another Awakener disciple?
While I was wondering,
someone burst through the door.
He looked at me and bowed his head respectfully.
He was a well-dressed man in his forties.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you. Are you Master Lee Mu-seon?”
“Yes, I am—but who might you be?”
“I’m from the Dimensional Tower Management Agency.”
A civil servant this time?
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[So a crazed newbie appeared in our country?] (3)
[X yeaaaaah! A Korean did it!] (1)
[So now our country is the strongest?] (4)
[ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ If they don’t emigrate, I’ll upvote] (12)
[But honestly, Super Newbie will probably emigrate soon anyway] (2457)
[Tutorial reward upgrade this is seriously insane] (5)
[Geez! Why wasn’t there a reward upgrade when I went through the Tutorial!!] (54)
The Dimensional Tower Community. The Korea regional tab is peaceful today.
Though it’s burning up with talk about me.
But then again, this place has always been burning.
The Dimensional Tower Community forum is a service provided by the Dimensional Tower—you can access it on a computer, but you can also view it through the system window.
In other words, Awakeners can use it anywhere, and non-Awakeners can access it via phone or PC.
Because the Dimensional Tower’s system provides it directly, the Dimensional Tower Community overwhelms other types of forums in terms of traffic.
And right now, the issue dominating Korea is me—Lee Mu-seon.
Well.
A first clear doesn’t just benefit me; it gives Korea enormous advantages too.
As for the threads claiming I’m emigrating—they’ve practically caught fire. The replies are absolutely piling up.
A bumper crop indeed.
“Never thought it would come to this in just a day….”
I awakened in the middle of last night, and all hell broke loose.
After Park Gang-chan and Yu Hye-yeon showed up.
The Dimensional Tower Management Agency came running, the Awakener Association came running, and then agents from various major corporations came storming in. But I told them all to get lost.
Come back with a proper offer, I said.
After that, I got some sleep, sent a message to the dojo staff that we’re closed for today, and grabbed a quick breakfast.
Now, what am I about to do?
Enter the tower.
Apparently, most Awakeners enter the Dimensional Tower about once a month.
They say Magical Power usually recovers in about a week, but the battles inside are so brutally intense that it takes longer, or so I’ve heard.
But I’m an exception since I cleared the Tutorial.
The Tutorial doesn’t drain Magical Power.
In any case, they say Hunters revive even if they die, but everything else feels very real.
Sure, if you actually die, you revive—but if your limbs get severed inside the tower, you have to deal with the healing yourself.
In other words, it hurts, and you can end up disabled.
In fact, some Hunters say it’s better to die and revive to regenerate your limbs than to live as a cripple.
There are apparently quite a few Awakeners who develop PTSD from it and give up attacking the Dimensional Tower altogether.
That’s why the national standard is to enter the Dimensional Tower once a month, or so they say.
However, those who call themselves “progressers” apparently enter the moment their Magical Power recovers.
Well, they’re basically combat junkies who don’t fear getting wounded.
Though I’m in that camp too.
So I’ve had breakfast—shall we head in now?
“Enter Dimensional Tower.”
As soon as the words left my mouth, my body felt weightless, and I found myself standing in a pristine white void.
[You have entered the Dimensional Tower.]
[Awakener Lee Mu-seon, you are currently at the Dimensional Tower Entrance.]
[Would you like to proceed to the first floor?]
The Dimensional Tower Entrance.
In other words, the lobby. This empty white space is like a waiting area of sorts, they say.
The reason this exists is supposedly the Dimensional Tower’s consideration—so you can make various preparations here.
Especially for broadcast setup.
I need to adjust some system settings before I go in.
From the first floor onward, broadcasting is optional.
Not that I’m planning to skip it—broadcasting is far superior for raking in Dimensional Points.
Plus there are achievements and rewards tied to broadcasting.
So not doing it would be wasteful.
Though I have no intention of displaying my entire system like I did in the Tutorial.
I’ll adjust the settings so none of my system messages show up… All right. Setup complete.
-Corpse Spirit Heavenly Stiffening Single Body Technique on the field aaaaaaaah!
—The Corpse Spirit Heavenly Stiffening Single Body is here, he’s here!
—Huh? This early in the morning? Not even a day since clearing the Tutorial?
—As expected of the Master! I knew he’d be following the strategy guide!
People flooded in with astonishing speed, as if they’d all set alerts.
It was eleven in the morning.
And today was a weekday.
So what were all these people doing, watching broadcasts during work hours?
“Hey everyone, good to see you. Pretty fast turnout for a weekday morning?”
—We set alerts! I’m mid-salary theft and the corpse spirit ham just sank!
—I’m job hunting, so~
—I’m at school watching this on the sly lol
—It’s nighttime here. Morning for you guys?
The occasional foreigner appeared in the chat.
But how did he tinker with the translation system like this?
Normally the Tower’s system should translate foreign languages to sound natural to locals, right?
Was he doing this on purpose?
While those thoughts crossed my mind, the viewer count began climbing rapidly.
When I’d wrapped up the Tutorial before, I’d confirmed it peaked at eight thousand viewers, but less than a minute after turning on the stream just now, I watched it climb to nine thousand.
So this many people had set alerts while I was sleeping.
“Then without further ado. Shall we start climbing the Dimensional Tower? Let me summon the Undead first.”
My shadow expanded.
Squelch.
A hand emerged from the shadow. And it clawed its way up from the ground.
Three Undead were crawling out from my Undead subdimension.
Anyway.
Wasn’t it standard practice to buff yourself before entering the first floor?
The conditions were perfect for experimenting with Internal Energy accumulation on the Undead.
Tick-tick-tick-tick.
I poured half my Corpse Spirit Magical Power into one of the Undead.
I cycled that Corpse Spirit Magical Power through the Major Circulation once in the manner of the Corpse Spirit Heavenly Stiffening Single Body Technique, then accumulated it directly in the Undead’s Dantian.
One year’s worth of Corpse Spirit Heavenly Stiffening Single Body Technique Internal Energy.
Set.
If this remains in the Undead even after clearing the first floor… I could end up with an Undead that possesses Internal Energy.
—What did you just do?
—Did you grant it Corpse Spirit Magical Power? If you don’t use a skill it’s super inefficient.
—Can kill trolls with this, no way the first floor stands a chance
—Please go forward cleanly, Master!
“Then we enter. Let’s see what comes up!”
[Will you enter the first floor of the Dimensional Tower?]
[Confirmed your intent to enter the first floor of the Dimensional Tower.]
[May fortune be with you.]
At the same moment, some kind of roulette wheel manifested before me, spinning rapidly.
It was well known that the Dimensional Tower had an unusual obsession with luck.
Even entry itself was randomized.
The spinning wheel stopped on what looked like a recent painting.
—Damn, Defense Battle on the first floor;;;;
—Defense Battle? Defense Battle on the first floor too?
—Insane;;; This is rigged;;;
While the viewers recoiled in shock, I arrived at a place I’d never seen before, engulfed in light.

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