The Regressor Plays the Game Too Well - Chapter 105

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Episode 105
Episode 105
After spending a night at the Kim Family Home, Jin-woo set out the following morning.
Normally, I would have skipped the sleep and headed straight back.
But then again?
‘I should have something to do first.’
In the past, I would have rushed back to play the game.
Now, that impatience had vanished.
After all, hadn’t Nível said so himself?
It would take two days.
Given that I couldn’t even attempt the best refinement I was capable of right now, what was the point in hurrying home?
The current me didn’t think there was one.
I’d been pushing hard for so long, and I needed to rest a little.
Of course, there was another reason as well.
‘The appointment was at eleven, wasn’t it?’
I had made a reservation yesterday, after all.
An appointment for what?
Oh, just something simple.
Nothing special—I’d scheduled to view a property.
What? My parents’ house?
That wouldn’t be bad either, but then again?
Weren’t those the same people who said yesterday that giving five hundred million each was already an enormous burden?
And now suddenly a new house.
It’s not bad, but there’s something to be said for taking things step by step.
So today, I was going to view a house—my own house.
‘With a billion won, buying a place is only natural!’
It was the obvious thing to do.
The Studio Apartment I’d been living in had always felt cramped.
I’d been thinking about moving anyway.
Though if I counted the time before regression, it was a place I’d grown quite attached to.
But it was time to let it go.
There was no reason to stay in a shabby, cramped place out of stubbornness.
It wasn’t like I was earning a pittance the way I had before regression.
Just the video revenue coming next month would exceed a hundred million.
‘It’s wasteful not to.’
A nicer place would surely boost my motivation.
Anyway, that was the situation.
Seeing that there wasn’t much time left before the appointment, Jin-woo hurried to prepare.
Today’s destination was a luxury apartment complex located in Seoul Forest.
I think I’d seen it on TV before—the place where a lot of celebrities live.
Going to view a property for the purpose of signing a contract this time.
It felt strangely novel.
That peculiar sensation of trembling anticipation mixed with excitement.
With such restless emotions stirring in my chest, I carefully drove toward the luxury apartments in Seoul Forest.
‘Ugh, traffic.’
At least I’d passed the rush hour, so it wasn’t terribly congested, but this was Seoul after all.
Seeing the considerable traffic, I was glad I’d left early.
Though I’d given myself plenty of time, it seemed I’d still arrive roughly on schedule.
As expected.
The real estate agent I’d contacted yesterday called me.
“Yes, hello?”
-Ah? You’re the boss coming to see the Seoul Forest Tr** complex, right?
“Oh, yes. That’s correct.”
-Ah~, I was calling to see if you were on your way~.
“Yes, I’m heading there now. I don’t think I’ll be late for our appointment.”
As I spoke, I noticed something odd about the real estate agent’s voice.
It was somewhat awkward, you might say?
But I thought nothing of it.
They’d mentioned that many people were viewing properties these days.
Perhaps they were simply exhausted.
With that thought, I replied.
“I’ll call you again when I arrive.”
-Ah~ yes~. Please do call~.
After hanging up, I rushed toward the meeting location.
My heart was full of eagerness to see the apartment quickly.
* * *
Han Mi-suk hung up and let out a deep sigh.
The reason for the sigh?
Simple.
“Another young person wanting to view the place and post photos on Instagram.”
Instagram these days?
That’s what they call them.
Such people have been getting out of hand lately.
I’d been hopeful when the director called yesterday to schedule an appointment with a new client.
But hearing the youthful voice, it’s exactly what I suspected.
A young person full of intentions to snap a photo for vanity and leave.
There are so many like that these days.
I was certain this would be the same.
Yet there’s nothing I can do about it—if one’s reputation isn’t good these days, customers simply stop coming.
It may seem easy, but it’s a job with its own share of hardships.
‘What can I do about it?’
I resolved to treat even a young customer with courtesy and guide them kindly.
I would make sure it didn’t show.
How much time had passed since Han Mi-suk made that decision?
In front of a luxury apartment building near Seoul Forest, a young man appeared, lingering about the area before raising his phone to his ear.
Watching him, Han Mi-suk could be certain.
‘That must be the owner.’
Even though he was young, calling him “boss” was necessary to maintain her reputation.
Such was the nature of service work, after all.
“Are you the owner who came to view the apartment today?”
“Ah, yes. That’s correct.”
“My goodness, you’re so young, yet so accomplished!”
“Ah, haha, thank you.”
Watching the young man laugh awkwardly and express his gratitude, Han Mi-suk smiled wryly to herself.
Still, since he was young, she would leave one more positive review online for him.
With that exact sentiment, she treated him with utmost kindness.
Yes, it was possible that this young person had come to view such a property and was working hard to improve his circumstances.
She would think positively and show him the apartment with genuine sincerity.
“You’ve come to view a truly wonderful apartment. There are many listings available, but it’s not because the property has defects or is undesirable—it’s simply that the price is so high that units don’t sell quickly, resulting in many listings.”
“Ah, I see.”
“Yes, and furthermore, all residents can use the various hotel-grade services, the gym, and the largest sauna facility completely free of charge.”
“Wow!”
As expected, when I praised it like this, he seemed quite pleased.
But ultimately, nothing beats actually viewing the apartment itself.
“Moreover, you were fortunate with the unit you’re viewing today. Being on a high floor, the view is absolutely stunning. Come, let me show you inside.”
As Han Mi-suk guided him, she led the way into the apartment.
After taking the elevator up and stepping inside the unit.
The young man’s expression became one of enchantment.
And rightfully so.
Look at the vast Han River spreading below.
Though the sunset hadn’t yet fallen, making it difficult to call the view breathtaking, there was still something that stirred the heart.
The landscape, viewed from such heights, inspired a sense of omnipotence.
The young man seemed equally captivated by it.
But then.
‘Isn’t he taking any photos?’
Usually when people see such a sight, they’re desperate to photograph it.
Yet he wasn’t doing that.
Was he truly here simply to appreciate the view?
As Han Mi-suk pondered this.
The young man opened his mouth to speak.
“I’ll take it.”
“Yes, yes?”
“I’ll sign the contract here. I really love this place.”
“Huh, huh!?”
I’d just sold a property worth nearly five billion won like it was nothing.
* * *
Lee Yeon listened to the report and laughed in disbelief.
What else could I do?
How long had it been since the last incident, and now another one?
Whose story was this about?
Obvious.
“Argh! Jin-woo! You damned fool!”
“Sigh.”
Even the Secretary, who would normally have stopped him, was sighing beside me.
Of all the choices, he had to pick the Creator—the very one I’d prayed he wouldn’t choose—and evolve into it.
At this point, I was beginning to suspect the entire world was conspiring to help Jin-woo.
Lee Yeon ground her teeth, her eyes wide with frustration at the thought.
Yes, truthfully, I’d anticipated this to some degree.
Other combat classes had Divine Descent, so he could have avoided crafting-type classes.
And the moment he obtained Ancient Dragon Blood and Dragon Heart, he could have acquired a crafting-class job.
I’d expected it.
But of all the options, why did Creator have to be the one he picked?
Fine, I could accept that much.
The other class names were grand, but one sounded so plain—maybe his instincts were good enough to choose that one.
I could understand that far.
But!
“How did you even know to find Nível!?”
This part made absolutely no sense to me.
How?
Did he know something beforehand?
Could he have even gathered that kind of information in the first place?
Lee Yeon was lost in countless thoughts.
The Secretary spoke up beside me.
“Wirun and Nível do have some connection, actually.”
“Ugh, this is driving me insane, absolutely insane.”
I’d suspected as much, but hearing the Secretary confirm it left me speechless.
But even so, could he have found him that easily?
Could he have even heard such information beforehand?
It seemed Jin-woo hadn’t met with Wirun since their first encounter.
Then, he’d learned that information at the very beginning?
Regardless of how he’d obtained it, there was no doubt that Jin-woo had made contact with Nível.
More importantly, the Creator’s hidden effect—increased success rate—had transformed into a guaranteed critical success effect.
Even so, Jin-woo’s skill was extraordinary.
He would have succeeded even if he’d chosen production instead of combat.
At this point, I had to acknowledge that he possessed blacksmithing knowledge comparable to real-world expertise.
Because of that, Lee Yeon had nothing to say.
‘There’s no trace of cheating or hacking. It would be impossible anyway. And there’s been no information leak from inside.’
Only information that I alone knew had slipped out.
It would be impossible to hack Ether.
The Pantheon that I created was already infested with spies, after all.
They were making desperate attempts to extract information, so I wouldn’t have been unprepared.
Yet he’d obtained these things anyway?
It would be absolutely impossible unless he’d come from the future.
Did that even make sense?
Lee Yeon laughed hollowly at the thought.
‘I have no grounds to suspend Jin-woo.’
He’d played legitimately.
There was no justification to stop him.
I’d given up long ago anyway.
Yet he kept causing incidents that shook that very resignation.
‘Should I really just leave Jin-woo alone?’
Should I acknowledge him as a separate irregularity and operate the Pantheon while ignoring him?
But too many interests were already entangled.
Kaiser was showing signs of making a move.
Most of all.
For now, he wasn’t joining hands with other guilds.
But what if he founded his own guild?
‘The game itself would collapse.’
What was the most boring game in the world?
A game with too much variance.
Of course, high-spec and low-spec players existed in every game.
But if that difference came from skill and a bit of luck, it was manageable.
Capital could factor into it as well.
But if that gap became too wide?
The game would begin to collapse.
Gradually, new players would stop joining, and it would follow the path of ruin.
A game that hadn’t even been out for a month was already heading down that path?
Absolutely not.
Lee Yeon nodded to herself, determined to stop it somehow.
But how?
‘The moment I obtained Nível, acquiring the greatest crafting skill became inevitable.’
After all, I had already captured Nível’s heart.
Which meant obtaining the crafting skill was now assured.
The only silver lining was this.
‘Still, for the time being, I’ll focus on crafting rather than combat.’
At least that’s fortunate.
Crafting is grueling at first, and the addiction is no joke.
Once you’re hooked, it’s nearly impossible to break free.
I can prepare countermeasures in the meantime.
I can’t exactly stop Jin-woo from doing it.
But at least I can buy some time.
I’ve already struggled so much trying to fix what Jin-woo has ruined.
Aria, the commander of the Blue Water Drop Mercenary Corps and the saint I’ve already marked for awakening.
I must awaken Aria as a saint by any means necessary.
I’ve already planned everything out.
Of course, I’m confident Jin-woo won’t be able to interfere no matter what.
‘It’s a region he still can’t access.’
Well, for now, all I can do is pray that Jin-woo focuses solely on crafting.
Why does everything have to go so wrong?
Because of this, I’ve suffered tremendously designing the saint awakening scenario and restructuring everything.
I can’t even remember how many nights I’ve worked overtime.
On top of that, I even held a tournament event because of it, only for Jin-woo to win the championship I’d so carefully created.
It felt like I actually lost more because of it.
But there was no helping it.
Without the saint, the main story won’t progress.
‘Sigh, such is my fate.’
With that thought, Lee Yeon immersed herself in work once more.
There were still so many tasks left unfinished.
But then.
“He won’t cause another incident, right?”
At Lee Yeon’s words, the Secretary paused briefly before nodding.
“Surely not.”
“Right?”
When she thought about it, there was nothing left here for him to cause trouble over.
Lee Yeon smiled again at that thought and returned to her work.
Confident that there was nothing left for him to ruin.
Kim Jin-woo—his true limits, overlooked entirely.

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