The Owner of the Healing Therapy Shop Is Ranked 0th in the World - Chapter 32

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The Owner of the Healing Therapy Shop is World Rank 0

 

Chapter 32

 

40th Floor of the Korean Hunter Association.

 

This place is called the heart of current South Korea. The sound of dress shoes breaking the silence echoed through this area where state-level secrets are maintained.

 

“What kind of security is this tight.”

 

Ohyeongtaek grumbled as he swung his long legs. Though his gait was graceful like a former model, his hands shoved in his pants pockets and shoulders swaggering made him look exactly like a cocky twenty-year-old.

 

He was now standing in front of his fifth security gate.

 

Even though he was an S-rank Hunter who deserved red carpets wherever he went, this place blocked his path at every step.

 

Iris recognition, mana wave inspection, and even full body scans by specially manufactured nanobots.

 

“Hunter Ohyeongtaek, confirmed. Please proceed.”

 

When the dry mechanical voice sounded, Ohyeongtaek swept back his bangs and chuckled.

 

‘Shinnara, you’ve really become quite the precious person.’

 

Sohee was one of the few precious Enchanters in South Korea, and her workshop, with creativity that was second to none, was itself a national asset.

 

Though he understood why the Association had ‘housed’ her in these deep underground levels, to the impatient Ohyeongtaek, this thorough security was just annoying formality.

 

Finally, the heavy pressure door opened, revealing Sohee’s workshop mixed with rabbit stickers and bizarre mechanical parts everywhere.

 

“I’m going to die of old age coming to see you.”

 

Ohyeongtaek grumbled as he buried himself deep into the sofa lined with rabbit dolls.

 

But Sohee, who had her nose buried in her workbench, didn’t even look back. She was soldering something while wearing goggles with pink rabbit ears.

 

“An S-rank with no patience. Just state your business. I’m testing exploding jelly right now.”

 

Ohyeongtaek pulled out a small roll-on oil bottle from his pocket and tossed it. Sohee caught the oil with one hand as if annoyed.

 

“Don’t tell me this is a gift for me?”

 

“Don’t tell me.”

 

“I wasn’t expecting anything anyway.”

 

“Appraise it. It doesn’t seem ordinary.”

 

Sohee snorted and placed the oil on her workbench. Then she narrowed her eyes and activated her unique skill ‘Complete Appraisal.’

 

Normally, the item’s components, creator, and mana performance should have been listed out.

 

But.

 

“Huh?”

 

Sohee’s pupils shook. In the translucent status window that appeared in her vision, only one word was blinking.

 

[Unreadable]

 

“What is this. Why is it like this!”

 

Sohee panicked and threw off her goggles. She squeezed out her mana once more to attempt another appraisal.

 

But the result was the same.

 

[Unreadable]

 

This phenomenon only occurs when something isn’t an item or when it’s a ‘transcendent’ item that completely exceeds the measurable range.

 

Sohee shot up from her seat.

 

“Hey, Ohyeongtaek. Where did you get this?”

 

Sohee approached with her hand reaching out as if to grab Ohyeongtaek’s collar, her face showing none of her earlier composure.

 

“There’s no Enchanter in Korea higher rank than me! Don’t tell me it’s that American lady? Is it? No way! Even that lady couldn’t make an item like this! Who made this thing!”

 

Watching Sohee throw a fit, Ohyeongtaek raised the corners of his mouth with satisfaction.

 

“I don’t know either. That’s why I came all the way to this underground cell you’re buried in.”

 

“Give this to me! Hand it over! I want to analyze it!”

 

“It’s precious so I can’t give it to you.”

 

“No way, I won’t be able to sleep if I can’t analyze this! Then, how about lending it to me?!”

 

Ohyeongtaek wiggled his toes, pretending to think and dragging out time.

 

After a moment, Ohyeongtaek stared directly into Sohee’s eyes and lowered his voice. It was a chilling warning with none of his usual cockiness.

 

“Instead, keep it secret. If this leaks out, it won’t end with just you and me getting tired.”

 

After Ohyeongtaek left, only heavy silence lingered in the workshop.

 

Sohee rolled the small roll-on oil in her trembling palm.

 

‘It’s not just that the amount of mana is high.’

 

She set the oil in her most precise item analysis machine. After several minutes passed, Sohee took deep breaths repeatedly to look at the analysis results.

 

The moment she approached the machine and saw its contents, she felt a terror that made every hair on her body stand on end.

 

The mana condensed in the oil was at a level Sohee had never seen in her life.

 

Even an S-rank Hunter’s mana would look like dust mixed in muddy water compared to this overwhelmingly transparent, high-purity mana.

 

“This… this wasn’t made by a human. It has to be.”

 

Sohee felt her lifelong accumulated enchanting knowledge and pride as an Enchanter crumble in an instant.

 

Her own items, which Hunters and nations around the world would prostrate themselves and compete to obtain, suddenly looked as crude as a child’s toy.

 

A chilling fear crept in behind the thrilling awe.

 

What kind of ‘beyond specification’ monster Hunter was the being that created this?

 

Sohee leaned her back against the cold metal wall and soon slumped down in place. She felt like she was facing an insurmountable giant wall.

 

“Who is it, who…”

 

From Sohee, who let out a hollow laugh in bewilderment, a refreshing yet fragrant lavender scent wafted gently.

 

* * *

 

After finishing my call with Professor Seong who was abroad, I sat in a daze for a while.

 

I couldn’t forget the Professor’s voice full of worry.

 

‘The mental attack he received at the French Gate seems to have left severe aftereffects. His trauma was severely triggered, so he’s experiencing auditory and visual hallucinations. We’re also conducting psychological therapy, but since he keeps attacking Gates and being exposed to mana, it’s useless…’

 

I knew Senior’s condition was bad, but hearing that it was rapidly worsening due to excessive Gate attacks made my heart heavy.

 

‘It’s strange that his mind hasn’t collapsed. I’d call it a miracle…’

 

Mana addiction affects not only the body but also the mind greatly, and Professor Seong told me that in Senior’s case, his mental state was worse.

 

When trauma accumulated from a long Hunter career gradually invades reality beyond dreams, that’s when a Hunter loses their sanity.

 

This meant Senior was continuously crossing such a dangerous boundary.

 

Only about 5 days remained.

 

After the French Gate, he had consecutively attacked Germany and Spain, and now only England, China, and the United States remained.

 

‘3 Gates in 5 days…’

 

Excluding flight time, there really weren’t many days left.

 

I let out a deep sigh while calculating the remaining time.

 

Because I felt so sorry that I was the one who had driven him into this deadly situation.

 

“…”

 

I stared blankly down at the tea bag in my hand.

 

This tea bag made using the Memory Iris brought from the French Gate was created after tremendous effort.

 

I don’t know how many times I failed. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t achieve ‘Perfect’ grade, and what I finally held in my hand was a ‘High Quality’ grade tea bag.

 

Regret lingered thickly.

 

While ‘Ordinary’ grade tea bags had the effect of merely glimpsing the drinker’s memories, ‘High Quality’ grade tea bags were written to help heal the drinker’s memories.

 

That’s why I felt more regret.

 

If it had been a perfect tea bag, it would have had the effect of completely curing memories, not just helping to heal them.

 

‘Senior is crossing the line between life and death, but I can’t even make a single item properly.’

 

I might be able to achieve perfect grade if I made it hundreds more times, but my heart was urgent.

 

I wanted to first confirm how much effect ‘can help heal’ had, and how much I could help my struggling Senior.

 

‘Let me test it on myself first.’

 

Trauma treatment requires sufficient stabilization where one learns the sense of being safe, then goes through the process of facing the trauma to recognize that those memories are merely the past, and finally looking toward the present.

 

In other words, I’m now attempting the ‘confrontation’ stage.

 

It was a treatment method that Professor Seong and I had tried several times together, but failed every single time.

 

However, with this skill, I might succeed in confronting my trauma.

 

My hands trembled as I boiled hot water and steeped the tea bag.

 

After 8 hours of non-stop drying and grinding flowers, my hands weren’t moving properly.

 

I barely managed to lift the cup with both hands, brought it to my lips, then slowly laid my body down on the sofa.

 

My heart was trembling at the thought of directly facing the trauma I carried, but I had no choice but to do it.

 

As I closed my eyes, I felt my consciousness slowly being drawn into those deep depths.

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