Chapter 54: Dismantling Junk Items (3)

Chapter 54: Dismantling Junk Items (3)

I spent the time until dawn in Workshop No. 1 and slept for a while in the dormitory.

When I woke up I sent a message to Seo Ye-in as usual.

[Kim Ho: Are you awake?]

[Seo Ye-in: .]

[Seo Ye-in: (Glaring cat emoji)]

[Kim Ho: Meal?]

[Seo Ye-in: (A cat covered with a blanket emoji)]

[Seo Ye-in: (A cat rolling over emoji)]

[Kim Ho: Hey]

[Kim Ho: Not coming?]

[Kim Ho: Am I eating alone?]

No reply came.

I expected that her anger would subside after a day or two but the lack of response suggested otherwise.

A notable downside of the [Wind Force] skill was its potential to incite greater anger in the opponent than originally intended.

In my defense, it wasnt my intention to face Seo Ye-in in a direct confrontation and at the time [Wind Force] was the only means I had for any form of restraint.

However, I couldnt completely free myself of the guilt for having metaphorically rolled her in the hot sands of the arena.

It seems texting wont cut it.

It looked like only a face-to-face conversation might resolve the issue.

I waited briefly in front of the cafeteria, just in case, but Seo Ye-in never showed up.

It seemed she really wasnt coming.

And so, I ended up having breakfast alone this morning.

I quickly finished my garlic bread and coffee and then headed to the classroom.

I went to class quite early today so there were only a few people in the classroom.

Surprisingly, among the few present I spotted a head of gray hair.

There lay Seo Ye-in, sprawled across her desk.

Perhaps because she sensed my presence, she peeked out with just her eyes while remaining face down.

And when our eyes met, her face swiftly retreated back between her arms.

I calmly took a seat next to her.

Then I went to ask Seo Ye-in.

You didnt have breakfast, did you?

Though she remained silent, the circumstances led me to conclude with high certainty.

She didnt eat.

Its likely my message had woken her up.

But perhaps she wasnt in the mood to join me for breakfast and it was too awkward a time to go back to sleep.

Thus, the scenario that she came straight to class seemed most plausible.

You should eat something, at least.

I placed a paper bag on Seo Ye-ins desk.

The warm bag let out the savory scent of garlic bread that was still retaining its heat.

I already knew this would happen so I got another bag.

Seo Ye-in didnt show any reaction for a moment.

It would be more accurate to say she pretended not to react.

Eventually, while still lying down, she stealthily reached for the paper bag, pulled out a garlic bread, and began nibbling on it.

She must have been secretly hungry.

When she was nibbling on the garlic bread and our eyes met she subtly turned her head away.

She was still not entirely appeased.

Her expression remained impassive from start to finish, so it was impossible for me to tell whether her anger had subsided or not.

Still, if there was a time to talk, it was now.

I decided to be straightforward without beating around the bush.

I went too far yesterday. But I just wanted to show you your weakness.

Seo Ye-ins eyes slowly shifted toward me.

Even when her gaze was elsewhere, she made sure to keep her ears open.

As you know, your combat style becomes significantly vulnerable when youre within the range of area-of-effect skills or when your position is revealed.

Given that sniping is all about targeting a specific point, even the slightest disturbance can throw off the aim.

This time, the [Wind Force] skill exploited that weakness effectively as it generated wide-ranging winds that made it easy to locate the concealed Seo Ye-in. And by applying physical force here and there and forcefully turning the muzzle, the magic bullets would be fired in the wrong place.

This was something I, and likely others, had gradually begun to notice in our encounters.

So what was the solution?

Seo Ye-ins ears perked up while awaiting an answer.

It was crucial to acquire this key material sooner rather than later.

I immediately set to work.

When I cast [Magical Engineering], everything on the workbench was bathed in a blue light.

Maintaining that focus, I began to slowly chip away at a large lump of scrap metal.

***

Time seemed to slip away as I lost myself in the task.

Eventually, I stopped my hands and laid down my tools.

The overwhelming blue light that filled my vision quickly faded away.

Ive finished quite a lot.

The disassembled materials were now piled high on the workbench.

I turned my gaze toward the window and noticed the sky was just beginning to turn red.

Had it been about two or three hours since I started?

During that time, I swiftly completed Bong Jae-seoks request.

Are you finished?

Yes.

It was the third-year senior who asked the question.

A look of astonishment was unmistakably present on his face. Perhaps he had once again glimpsed my work.

Wow I thought you were some kind of machine. How do you manage to finish all that without taking a single break from your seat?

It was a compliment I had heard often.

During my peak times of producing S-rank heroes, there was a strong hypothesis that I wasnt human.

Some even mistook me for a special NPC and came to me expecting to receive quests.

In any case, Bong Jae-seoks request was now concluded and it seemed appropriate to deliver it all at once when I headed to Workshop No. 1 at midnight.

It was time to move on to the next task.

When I got up from my seat, the senior asked me.

Are you heading out?

Not at all.

We both shifted our gaze to the mountain of junk items at the same time.

Theres still a long way to go.

I had finished making Go Hyeon-woos [Durable Clip] item and now it was my turn.

I planned to address the parts of my weapon that included magical engineering among its various components.

The process of gathering materials was nearly similar to the previous day.

For the part that required points, I had received one [Heat Catalyst Reagent] as a service fee from Go Hyeon-woo.

Apart from this, some materials were obtained by dismantling failed projects while others would be supplied by this senior just like yesterday.

Since were at it, could you do me a favor?

The way he phrased it as since were at it suggested that his request was likely related to item dismantling.

As I looked at him silently, he pointed towards the pile of items and continued his explanation.

Actually, there are a few things I need from there, so I was wondering if you could focus on dismantling those. Of course, only if its okay with you.

Yesterday, I had chosen the necessary materials from the ones that came out of the dismantling and traded them.

But today, the idea was to specifically select the failed projects that contained the materials he needed from the start, dismantle them, and then trade with him.

I nodded agreeably.

Thats fine with me.

Thanks. Ill make sure to provide you with everything you need as much as I can.

From my perspective, there was no reason to refuse since I would be satisfied as long as I obtained the materials one way or another.

It was also more efficient that way.

We spent a moment crouching before a pile of assorted items as if we were shopping.

After selecting what we each needed, we brought them to the workbench and I quickly dismantled them.

These failed projects were significantly easier than the commissions from Bong Jae-seok so they were transformed into materials in no time.

The materials were immediately traded.

Im really grateful. Youve saved me a lot of time.

The senior expressed his gratitude to me over and over again.

It was only natural that he would be this grateful considering that the effort it would have taken him to gather materials while running back and forth was taken care of with a few barter trades yesterday and today and at a very low price.

I for my part had gathered all the materials I needed.

I planned to take them to Workshop No. 1 at midnight to start crafting.

And when I suddenly checked the time.

Theres still plenty left.

Even after completing the procurement of materials for the second item on Bong Jae-seoks request, there would still be plenty of time left until midnight.

I contemplated whether to head to the training center for some practice or to secure some extra materials even though they werent immediately needed.

However, I soon realized there was no need for such deliberation.

Work had found its way to me on its own.

Is that him?

It does look like him, doesnt it?

Two pairs of eyes were peering in my direction from outside Workshop No. 4.