The Owner of the Healing Therapy Shop Is Ranked 0th in the World - Chapter 41

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The Owner of the Healing Therapy Shop is World Rank 0

 

Chapter 41

 

“You can’t see that kind of thing.”

 

“What? Then how do I check my remaining mana?”

 

“You don’t need to check.”

 

Mimi lifted one corner of her mouth and smiled arrogantly.

 

“Your mana is practically infinite.”

 

Thud. The oil bottle in my hand dropped to the floor.

 

I looked at Mimi with jerky movements like a broken person.

 

“…What? Infinite?”

 

“Yes, infinite.”

 

“Does that make sense? Where is there a hunter with infinite mana!”

 

“A hunter who received my power can do it. That’s you.”

 

That’s impossible.

 

I couldn’t believe it at all.

 

Even the world’s number 1 hunter, even France’s Seongnyeo who’s known to have the most mana, has limited mana.

 

“My mana is infinite…?”

 

“Yes, strictly speaking there is a limit, but you won’t need to use that much mana on this Earth, I think.”

 

“Hah.”

 

I let out a hollow laugh because I couldn’t believe it.

 

Even when I asked if it was really true two, three times, the same answer came back from Mimi.

 

“Don’t make me say the same thing over and over. Anyway, you’re a human who received power from a great existence like me, so be happy.”

 

“I’m more than Seongnyeo…”

 

As my legs gave out and I slumped into the chair, Mimi’s mouth corners twitched.

 

“Would you faint if you knew that one bottle of that perfect grade oil contains the mana equivalent to when an average B-rank hunter uses their ultimate skill?”

 

“…That’s crazy.”

 

I didn’t even have the strength to be surprised anymore.

 

That much mana is needed for one bottle of this oil?

 

Since it was an item only as big as my pinky finger and I didn’t feel exhausted even making several, I naturally thought the amount of mana used was small.

 

I thought it was at most the level of using a basic skill…

 

“I’m really an incredible hunter…”

 

“Thank you for finally realizing it.”

 

Mimi walked triumphantly to the window.

 

Even when Mimi opened portals and traveled between countries, even when she handled status windows and gave quests, I didn’t really grasp Mimi’s existence.

 

But as soon as I intuitively understood that she could share such tremendous power, that small cat suddenly felt like an incredible existence.

 

Perhaps sensing my changed gaze, the cat lifted her chin high and trembled her tail.

 

“I’ll accept your thanks in the form of premium tuna cans.”

 

* * *

 

Cheers poured out toward Jinseong who appeared at the Shanghai Gate in a completely recovered state.

 

“Waaaah!”

 

Jinseong’s face was calm as he walked between fans holding flashing lights and cheering signs.

 

His unhesitating gait, as if completely recovered, made viewers dream of hope.

 

But the gazes of the Chinese hunters greeting him were like sharply honed blades. Especially Feng Hao, who had been humiliated in Korea, showed blatant hostility.

 

Feng Hao, the burly world ranking 2nd, roughly rewrapped the bandage on the back of his hand and blocked Jinseong’s path.

 

-Wow, the hero has arrived.

 

Jinseong, wearing Revive’s simultaneous interpreter in his ear, didn’t respond despite hearing Feng Hao’s provocation.

 

He just looked at the Shanghai Gate entrance with indifferent eyes.

 

Feng Hao’s brow furrowed at Jinseong’s attitude of checking equipment and confirming items while preparing for solo entry, as if he didn’t know Feng Hao was beside him.

 

-I’m going to enter too, so keep that in mind.

 

Jinseong’s eyebrow twitched slightly.

 

Since Jinseong’s skills involved widespread destruction, he had always maintained solo play.

 

Feng Hao thrust himself into that position that he had avoided for fear other hunters might get caught up and suffer damage, putting forward his pride.

 

If it were someone else, they would have been called reckless, but his opponent possessed mighty force worthy of holding world ranking 2nd place.

 

If it’s him, wouldn’t joint play with Gangjinseong be possible? Small expectations swelled in the hearts of those watching them.

 

However, Jinseong was not pleased with his entry.

 

Because he hoped there wouldn’t be another victim like Adam whom he had lost at the French Gate.

 

“You’re in the way. Wait.”

 

At Jinseong’s short warning, Feng Hao smiled bitterly and provoked him.

 

-Do you know what you’re going to do in there? Who knows if you’re actually a serial killer who kills other hunters and steals their achievements?

 

Instantly, the atmosphere at the scene froze.

 

The chat rooms of viewers worldwide watching this scene in real time went wild.

 

They were enraged by Feng Hao’s rude provocation of framing humanity’s savior as a murderer.

 

Other people in front of the gate watching the tense situation broke out in cold sweat.

 

If Jinseong took offense at Feng Hao’s remarks and refused to attack, China would have no future in two days.

 

-Feng Hao! Watch your mouth.

 

Ran Ran beside him urgently stopped him, but Feng Hao didn’t stop sneering as he pounded his fist into his palm.

 

-If you do anything funny, know that you’ll die by my hand, humanity’s hero or whatever.

 

Having finished speaking, Feng Hao threw himself into the gate first.

 

But Jinseong didn’t move.

 

He looked at the gate with an expressionless face for a moment, then walked to a chair placed under a nearby temporary tent and sat down crossing his legs.

 

-…?

 

Association President Zhao Wei at the scene approached in confusion. He had been sitting arrogantly in the situation room without even coming out to greet him.

 

-No, what are you doing here? Not entering! Don’t you know this is an urgent situation?

 

Instead of answering, Jinseong turned his gaze to look into the distance. Zhao Wei’s eyebrow twitched.

 

-Can’t you hear me? Look, now that our great nation’s Feng Hao has entered first…

 

When Jinseong stopped listening mid-sentence and got up to walk toward Korea’s helicopter, Zhao Wei’s complexion instantly turned ashen.

 

He hurriedly blocked Jinseong’s path and changed his attitude.

 

-Ah, no! Hunter Gang, I misspoke. I’ll apologize on behalf of that ignorant fool Feng Hao’s rudeness. Please, enter.

 

Only then did Jinseong stop walking and look down at Zhao Wei. His cool eyes were unreadable.

 

“The deal conditions have become expensive, Association President.”

 

-What, what did you say?

 

“You’ll need to open the non-disclosure artifact storage.”

 

Zhao Wei’s mouth fell wide open.

 

He was asking to open the S-rank artifact storage that China had hidden as a state secret for 20 years.

 

Zhao Wei bit his lips and trembled, but seeing Jinseong’s steps about to head toward the helicopter, he eventually had no choice but to nod.

 

-Alright. I promise.

 

Only then did Jinseong step into the gate, his long coat fluttering.

 

As reported through the teller, China’s gate was desert terrain.

 

With each step, his feet sank deep into the sand, and above his head two suns blazed, burning the earth.

 

The pyramid walls tangled like a maze radiated heat, making even breathing painful.

 

Jinseong headed toward the central plaza facing the dry sandstorm. It was a more barren environment than any gate he had attacked so far.

 

‘Too late.’

 

He could see the corpses of civilians collapsed in every corner of the plaza.

 

This was the result of the Chinese government’s pride preventing them from seeking Korea’s cooperation and abandoning these people for over a week.

 

Jinseong stopped when he discovered survivors who were barely breathing. Hope for life had already disappeared from their eyes.

 

A brief cold anger crossed over Jinseong’s emotionless expression.

 

The Chinese Government’s misjudgment was infuriating, but what was even more unbearable was Feng Hao sitting leisurely in the Central Plaza of the Maze.

 

He pretended not to notice even as survivors were dying right beside him.

 

-I thought you ran away to Korea out of fear. You’ve been waiting for quite a while?

 

Feng Hao swaggered over. Jinseong’s gaze shifted from the withered hand of the survivor collapsed on the ground to Feng Hao’s arrogant face.

 

“Move.”

 

Jinseong’s voice was lower and sharper than usual.

 

It wasn’t a simple warning, but resembled the harbinger of a storm about to rage.

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