369 - Broadcasting Genius Han Se-Ah 4

369 - Broadcasting Genius Han Se-Ah 4

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As the saying goes, humans are adaptable creatures, and Han Se-ah seemed to have evolved as well.

"Ugh, I thought leaving about 2% would be fine," she grumbled. "Since you faint when mana hits zero, I tried to leave just a tiny bit, but it suddenly sucked up all my mana..."

-Teacher, are you familiar with the concepts of exhaustion and overwork?

-Looks like they implemented condition levels for this VR game too. She nearly collapsed like she had anemia lol

-Seems mages treat their mana pool like their health bar, ready to keel over when it runs out

-Even high-rank warriors get lethargic if they recklessly use up all their mana

-How the hell do you know that, you noob?

Still, she's improved from last time - thanks to the tiny bit of mana she left, she avoided fainting and just needed support to stand.

But mana was the energy that sustained the bodies of those who'd reached higher levels. Just as a smartphone goes into emergency power saving mode at 2% battery, a mage's body wouldn't function properly either.

It seemed she hadn't learned much from all that chit-chat with those tower geezers. Maybe they thought it was too basic to tell a genius mage.

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"Well, she didn't faint, so I guess she's fine?"

Thanks to that, she spent some quality time stumbling along, sandwiched between Grace and Irene like a flower in each hand.

From what I could guess, the centaur cavalry seemed to have less health than expected. Despite being infused with mana, they were all wiped out after getting caught in the Ice Storm, which was close to an AoE CC skill. It appeared they were monsters with keen senses and quick mobility in exchange for low health.

They might have had sturdy horse lower bodies and muscular human upper bodies, but their actual stats were closer to a rogue's.

Then, thinking in game terms, goblins would be like basic infantry with small hexagonal stats and no standout abilities, relying on numbers. The orc javelineers acting as commanders would be more like tanks with disgustingly high health, making up for low attack power with various alchemical bombs.

The balanced basic infantry would push forward, the tanky commanders would break formations with CC bombs, then the centaurs circling nearby would rush in to tear apart the exposed rear.

"But their charging speed was incredibly fast," I noted. "It'll be tricky if they appear alongside other monsters."

"If their senses rival Grace's, they might be able to flank us mid-battle."

-lol for real, nothing more annoying than getting flanked during a fight

-They're clearly designed for flanking, right? Their detection ability is on par with 5★ archers ffs

So what made adventurers endure this arduous labor?

One was faith, the other was money.

"Huh, monsters with horse lower bodies and human upper bodies?" one mage mused. "If they're not just human-like orcs but completely human-like, they'd be worth researching."

"Tattoos on the upper body, do they have magical effects?" another wondered. "Or are they just religious tattoos?"

"Bombs? Goblins and orcs make and use bombs?" a third exclaimed. "If you bring back a sample, I'll give you its weight in gold!"

Word of the tragedy on the 51st floor must have spread to the magic tower, as suspiciously suspicious mages flocked to the guild with bags of gold coins.

Come to think of it, centaurs on the continent were a half-human half-horse race with human-like appearances, but the tower's centaurs seemed to be an enhanced version with upper bodies like Indian warriors... It was only natural for eccentric mages who wrote dozens of papers on such minor differences to go crazy.

Hell, they even wrote papers just on regional goblin skin colors.

"A lot of adventurers are going to die for a while," I muttered.

"Huh? Why?" Han Se-ah asked.

Having left their dignity in the lab, diminutive mages jingled money bags in the adventurers' guild lobby as adventurers' eyes glittered.

Not content with just posting designated requests for me and other famous senior adventurers, as well as public requests visible to all adventurers, they were going wild handing out business cards with their lab addresses, demanding anything be brought back from the 51st floor.

Thanks to that, mid-rank adventurers were flooding to the highlands, and I clicked my tongue in dismay at the noisy adventurers' guild that had been quiet with the city emptied out.

"Adventurers are going to die?" Han Se-ah pressed.

"There's always a culling when a new floor opens," I explained. "Gold coins cloud adventurers' eyes. Those bastards probably don't give a damn that forty people died at the entrance to the 51st floor, they'll just rush in droves."

Our party had also come to the guild to see if there were any suitable requests for the 51st floor. Han Se-ah eagerly latched onto my pessimistic muttering amidst the chaos.

Of course, these were mid-rank adventurers who crawled up to the stone dwarf underground city in the highlands for money. In the past, they wouldn't have dared come up for fear of the lizardmen in the marsh, but now they'd tasted gold all the way up to the 40th floor's rear areas.

Guys who should be on the 20th floor had sneakily crawled up to the 49th. How could they not be greedy for the 51st?

"But is it okay for adventurers to die like this..." Han Se-ah wondered aloud.

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