Chapter 92

Name:I Gave Up Being Stronger Author:
Chapter 92

Even during the days before Cha Jin-Hyeok regressed, the world was filled with many mysteries that remained unsolved. Among them were matters related to the Masked Sage.

He was a Wizard that wore a mask that was strikingly similar to the Pharaoh’s Golden Mask that Jin-Hyeok had obtained. Nothing was known about the Masked Sage’s identity. All that was known was that he was a Wizard who sometimes got rid of Earth’s calamities that were too difficult for the Players to deal with.

Worldwide, the Masked Sage had revealed himself only seven times, and Jin-Hyeok had met him in person.

‘I remember him saving my party when we were fighting Shin Yu-Ri, Player name: Shwerer Gustav.’

Shin Yu-Ri was one of the most notorious villains in Korean history. She led a villain alliance called the Demigod Alliance, and Jin-Hyeok’s party battled with her in his previous life.

‘We underestimated Yu-Ri’s power, and we almost got wiped out.’

The one who helped them then was the Masked Sage.n).O.)v-/e.)l--b.-1/-n

Even though that person was not wearing a mask right now, Jin-Hyeok could recognize him instantly. It was undoubtedly the Masked Sage.

‘His face is severely burnt.’

The Masked Sage’s face was distorted beyond recognition. That had to have been why he wore the mask. The Masked Sage looked down at Jin-Hyeok and said, “The price has been paid.”

His voice was not pleasant to hear. Rather, it was so husky it seemed to grate like metal. Just hearing his voice seemed to drain Jin-Hyeok’s energy.

Before Jin-Hyeok knew it, the fruit he had plucked was in the Masked Sage’s hand. Jin-Hyeok didn’t even know when he had taken it.

“Go back.”

“How?”

Jin-Hyeok needed the fruit to pass through the exit gate. The Masked Sage’s eyes were on Jin-Hyeok. Jin-Hyeok clearly understood what those eyes were trying to say—they implied that Jin-Hyeok’s problems had nothing to do with the Masked Sage.

Since the Masked Sage had taken Jin-Hyeok’s life once and received the price for the fruit, the Masked Sage’s stance was that he had done his part. Whether Jin-Hyeok was trapped and died here, or starved to death, was none of his concern. It was so rational and self-evident that Jin-Hyeok had no choice but to accept it.

“I apologize. I asked a pointless question,” Jin-Hyeok said.

He asked something far more productive, “I need the fruit to exit through that gate. I want to pay a fair price to obtain the fruit.”

“The price is for you to propose.”

It seemed Jin-Hyeok was on the right track. Rather than trying to steal or seize the fruit from the Masked Sage, he instead needed to properly negotiate with him.

[Trade with ???

You must propose a trade condition that 「???」 will find acceptable. However, you have only one chance, and if you propose an unsuitable condition, you may be killed by 「???」.]

The thought of being killed by the Masked Sage did not particularly bother him. If Jin-Hyeok could not properly obtain the fruit, he would die anyway.

‘I have almost nothing that would satisfy him.’

Logically speaking, that was the case. Jin-Hyeok did not know the Masked Sage’s exact Level, but it was at least over 250. There was no way that Jin-Hyeok, whose Level was that much lower, could possibly possess something that would please him. Even the items that could be considered as his best items, such as the Berklev Necklace, the Guardian Ring, or the Greatsword of La’kan, would be junk in the Masked Sage's eyes.

‘I really can’t fulfill his needs.’

Thus Jin-Hyeok had to approach it differently.

‘The answer had already been decided from the moment he showed up.’

The Masked Sage did not wait long for Jin-Hyeok’s answer.

“Show me your offer.”

“Alright.”

Jin-Hyeok pulled an item from his inventory.

[Pharaoh’s Golden Mask]

This was the only thing Jin-Hyeok could offer. Even before his regression, the Masked Sage wore a mask similar to this one.

“What is this?”

‘What should I reply to make the item seem impressive?’

Jin-Hyeok quickly thought of an answer.

“It is a mask of the one who dreamed of eternity.”

If Jin-Hyeok couldn’t sell the item on practicality, he needed to sell it on style.

‘Huh?’

The Pharaoh’s Golden Mask that was in his hand had vanished. When Jin-Hyeok looked to see where it had gone, the Masked Sage was already wearing it. The Masked Sage lightly touched the item with his own hand.

‘Wow... How’s that possible?’

The comparatively worn-out Pharaoh’s Golden Mask had transformed into the detailed and magnificent Golden Mask that Jin-Hyeok was familiar with. It was as if a junk item had morphed into a Mythic-Grade item.

“The price has been paid,” the Masked Sage said.

The fact that this mask was worth more than Jin-Hyeok’s life was a bitter pill to swallow, but it seemed to have satisfied the Masked Sage nonetheless.

By the time Jin-Hyeok had come to his senses, the Masked Sage had long vanished. With his current skills, Jin-Hyeok could not even perceive the Masked Sage's movements.

‘I knew it before, but that guy is truly formidable.’

Jin-Hyeok’s heart inexplicably pounded.

‘Someday, if I truly become strong, could I become even stronger than the Masked Sage?’

Just merely envisioning that made him feel incredibly excited and happy. It was like the happiness he felt in the past when he imagined winning the lottery.

‘First, let’s go get that fruit.’

He began to run with all his might.

‘Huh?’

He felt significantly lighter. Just yesterday, he had the nighttime run with Steel Sniper, so he could precisely sense the difference.

‘I’ve grown!’

A thrilling chill ran down his spine. It seemed that maintaining a state of extreme tension while leaping between tree branches had led him to grow in some way. This sensation was not represented by any numbers, like Levels or Skills. This subtlety, which Level Grinders could never know, could only be gained through practice and training. This growth made him happy once again.

Today was a happy day in many ways for Jin-Hyeok.

‘Damn it. I need to calm down.’

A sense of crisis that his inventory might burst washed over him. It felt like his life as a Player would be over if his inventory exploded. It felt like running with a time bomb inside him. A more accurate description would be the sensation of needing to relieve oneself urgently.

‘Please! Not now!’

Jin-Hyeok arrived at the Yeonhui Intersection. It was an intersection with two roads that were about four lanes wide. In Jin-Hyeok's past life, someone had grown a Guardian Tree here in the middle of the intersection.

‘It’s really going to explode!’

A second felt like a minute. It seemed like the fruit was going to explode any second.

‘Hurry up!’

Jin-Hyeok called Mok Jae-Hyeon, thinking that he might handle it better than Jin-Hyeok. Fortunately, Jae-Hyeon was nearby, watching over Cha Jin-Sol or something, and he said he was coming on a bike.

‘He’s coming!’

Jin-Hyeok explained the situation on the phone as he was on his way. Jae-Hyeon arrived and hurriedly got off his bike.

“I’m going to set up a barricade first,” Jae-Hyeon said.

Using the Wood Fortress, Jae-Hyeon pulled stems from the ground.

Honk! Honk!

The sudden appearance of Jae-Hyeon’s Wood Fortress created a massive traffic jam on the road.

‘Jae-Hyeon, you’ve grown too!’

Jin-Hyeok was quite happy with how Jae-Hyeon took care of everything effortlessly without being told what to do. On the other hand, Jin-Hyeok’s fruit was about to explode.

“Hey! Hurry up!”

Jae-Hyeon used the stems to dig at the ground, forming a about three-meter-deep pit. Jin-Hyeok threw the Guardian Tree’s fruit into the newly dug pit. The fruit made contact with the earth.

Rumble.

An earthquake occurred in the area. The tremor was strong enough to cause nearby shop signs to fall to the ground.

Then, a notification for the entire Server popped up.

[The 「Seed of the Golden Guardian Tree」 has been planted.]

From the area where Jin-Hyeok had thrown the fruit, a magnificent beam of golden light shot up, soaring high enough to touch the clouds, standing like a pillar.

‘I didn’t see anything like this happen before the regression...’

Something had changed.

‘This beam of light... it must be...’

He had never seen it on the Earth Server, but he had seen it on other Servers. It was known that such a pillar of light would rise when a Golden Guardian Tree, not an ordinary one, was planted.

[72:00:00]

The pit had mysteriously covered itself, and instead, a number was floating above it. It was a 72-hour timer.

[71:59:48]

In seventy-two hours, the Golden Guardian Tree would grow from the pit.

‘If I remember correctly, there were only about six Golden Guardian Trees across all the Servers.’

Jin-Hyeok had never seen one on a small Server like Earth. He remembered that three of them were on Planet Arvis, the strongest Server, and the remaining three were on other powerful Servers.

Not much was known about the Golden Guardian Tree. Since the Servers where they were located did not disclose much information about them, they were rumored to have much greater power than ordinary Guardian Trees.

‘This is incredible.’

Underneath the timer, faint letters could be seen.

[Planter: Kim Chul-Soo]

It seemed like these characters were visible only to him.

‘Planter?’

It indicated that Jin-Hyeok was the one who planted it, but he was not sure why this was being recorded. Jin-Hyeok would probably know more after seventy-two hours.

Soon, golden dust began to rise from the spot where the Golden Guardian Tree’s fruit was buried, and another global notification followed.

[A safe zone will be set within a radius of 1,000m.]

The safe zone was already set, even though the Guardian Tree hadn't grown yet. It seemed to be because this was a Golden Guardian Tree, not an ordinary one. The seed itself was quite extraordinary.

‘The boundary of the safe zone is clearly drawn in my mind.’

It felt as if a small map had unfolded in his mind. It seemed that various benefits were given to the Planter.

‘I wish the seven-two hours would pass quickly.’

He did not realize it, but a smile crept across his face. As he returned home with a beaming smile, he found that the secretary of Chairman Choi Ik-Hwan of Shinil Group was at the front door.