Hoarding in Hell Novel

Chapter 3 first night in hell (2)

【Difficulty: Hell

Enter the star of the end.]

Hyunmoo opened his eyes.

“……dream?”

Hyunmoo muttered as if he couldn’t understand. He could see hell still burning red in front of him.

He clearly remembered that he had just died. Nevertheless, Hyunmoo was still in hell.

No, he just woke up and it felt like yesterday, something strange to say the least. But the pain that dug through his body was still vivid in his mind.

Pain like a razor blade in the lungs, blood flowing down the esophagus, and a burning smell.

Difficulty: Hell? fine dust?

If not dead, what does this mean now? dream? Please, I was hoping someone would slap him on the cheek and wake him up. But no such thing existed. Instead, a familiar beep sounded.

[Quest occurs!][The ‘First Night in Hell’ quest begins.][Survive until dawn.]

As soon as he heard that voice, Hyunmoo reflexively started running. It was as if he could escape from this misty dust.

But his attempts were futile. Before long, Hyunmoo felt a burning pain in his esophagus and fell to the floor. He burst into red blood in his eyes and vomited blood. Hyunmoo clutched his hearthstone with his bloody hands.

‘What the fuck did my father give me!’

[You are dead.][Total survival time: 00 days 00 hours 05 minutes 22 seconds.]

***

3rd round.

[Level Up!]

An unfamiliar message came.

Desperately shaking his head to try to interpret what the message meant, Hyunmoo recalled that the situation he was going through was like a game.

In real life, there were such things.

Of course, like Hyunmoo, they don’t die and come back to life, but they get stronger by leveling up and increasing their abilities like in a game. They call them capable.

‘This must be… … You seem to have become a capable person, don’t you?’

However, Hyunmoo alone fell into an absurdly high difficulty level, and it seemed like he was in a situation where he had to restart over and over again.

‘I thought I wanted to become a capable person, but it’s not like I’m struggling to die in a place like this hell!’

Hyunmoo remembered a game he played a long time ago. A game in which you take the final boss, catch the next boss, beat all the DLC and expansion packs, and then simply increase the level of difficulty by recklessly.

When it reached Hell difficulty, which could be said to be the end of the content, it was enough to catch the final boss of normal difficulty like a fly.

Hyunmoo was like a level 1 newbie who fell into that hell difficulty.

Naturally, it was a life worse than a fly or fine dust.”Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”

Hyunmoo let out a bubbly scream. That was Hyunmoo’s last shout. As the fine dust cut through his esophagus, blood gushed out. Hyunmoo fell to the floor again and murmured.

This time, it was the same as the first time. Hyunmoo covered his mouth with his clothes instead of his mask. The fine dust, however, sneered into his body as if sneering at him. Hyunmoo died feeling his whole body being egged.

[The resistance to poison increases slightly.][The resistance to paralysis increases slightly.][You are dead.][Total survival time: 00 days 00 hours 06 minutes 17 seconds.]

***

5th round.

Hyunmoo decided to try holding his breath at all this time. Difficulty: As soon as he heard that he had fallen into hell, Hyunmoo fell to the floor with his mouth shut.

This time the pain seemed to come a little late. Exposed skin was unavoidable, but at least he didn’t die from vomiting blood.

But, of course, if you don’t breathe, you can’t live. And before Hyunmoo suffocated, the body that demanded oxygen forced him to breathe. As if he had waited, the fine dust that had pushed in cut out his lungs in an instant.

[The resistance to poison increases slightly.][The resistance to paralysis increases slightly.][You are dead.][Total survival time: 00 days 00 hours 08 minutes 41 seconds.]

***

8th round.

[Wailing Star, Verde, is watching you.]

Since when, such a notification would have been heard. However, he did not know who the perverts were watching, but he did not help or save Hyunmoo.

At first, Hyunmoo also believed that it was something divine and tried all sorts of methods.

He really tried all sorts of methods. He sang clumsy hymns he had learned at church when he was young, and even tried to make a cross by scratching the floor. He even tried to recite any profane verse that came to mind. Yes, it was at the level of Namu Amitabha Buddha.

After that, he blindly approached anyone and begged for forgiveness. He prayed for everything from the petty sins he had committed to the sins of his ancestors, the sins committed by Koreans, and the sins committed by mankind.

Naturally, all Hyunmoo’s attempts were in vain.

Hyunmoo cursed everything, vomiting blood, this time on the contrary, when penitence became useless. In particular, he cursed the fine dust and his father.

[The resistance to poison increases slightly.][The resistance to paralysis increases slightly.][You are dead.][Total survival time: 00 days 00 hours 11 minutes 13 seconds.]

***

11th round.

Hyunmoo realized that every time he died and was resurrected, all fatigue and bodily injuries were healed. Because of this, even though he had never slept, his mind was clear, and even if he harmed himself because of pain, he was not flawless. He didn’t feel hungry.

This meant that he was dying gradually, in a healthy state, always in a new mood.

When he realized it, Hyunmoo chose not to give up and be lethargic, nor to run away in fear.

Hyunmoo wanted to fuck him anyway. If a tsunami strikes, it was Hyunmoo’s custom to throw garbage into the sea in retaliation.

Of course the analogy is that, he really wouldn’t do that.

But it was different here.

‘Once this has happened, eat it and get rid of it.’

He knew that even if he died anyway, all fatigue and wounds would heal, so it was not strange that his thoughts flowed like this.

No, if you repeat ten times or so to die like a goldfish on land just by breathing, it might be the case for anyone.

As soon as Hyunmoo fell into hell, he took a deep breath and took a deep breath. Hyunmoo knew this was insane. It was like using his lungs as a filter to become an air purifier.

[The resistance to poison increases slightly.][The resistance to paralysis increases slightly.][Poison has accumulated in the body.][The starving star, Yogulem, is watching you.]

Perhaps it was because he was breathing a lot, and the alarm sounded a little more often. Rarely, a message indicating that poison had accumulated was also displayed. I don’t know if this was positive or not, but it didn’t matter. After all, Hyunmoo was doing this not to live, but to get revenge.

Hyunmoo retaliated against the fine dust by breathing heavily. I didn’t even think about whether this would make sense.

Anyway, it didn’t seem like it was all that healthy in the end.

[You are dead.][Total survival time: 00 days 00 hours 24 minutes 55 seconds.]

***

14th round.

Hyunmoo gave up on ‘Eating and getting rid of fine dust’, which he called the ‘Filter Plan’.

Not because I felt worthless, but because I had figured out a way to hold on a little longer.

The method was breathing.

On the day he first died, the strange breathing technique he did not know about himself made Hyunmoo’s body less painful. It wasn’t that I didn’t do it because I didn’t know, it was because I was procrastinating because of my hatred of fine dust.

‘Is this what you call simbeop?’

[The resistance to poison increases slightly.][The resistance to paralysis increases slightly.]

The notification sound was still there, but one more thing was added.

[Level Up!]

After starting this breathing method, the message leveling up appears again.

It really felt like a game or a hunter. But anyway, I didn’t care because I had received a lot of messages about what had risen.

In any case, the survival time was increasing dramatically with this. It wasn’t enough to get up, but it gave me room to move, so I was able to sit in a cross-legged position, which is good for breathing.

Every time I took a deep breath, I could clearly feel the fine dust inside my body. I could also feel the air lingering in my lungs and stomach, melting away, and something unknown seeping in. But Hyunmoo didn’t have time to figure out what it was.

Maybe some people think of it as enlightenment. However, Hyunmoo said that someone saw him and said, ‘Inse is only pain, and only training is the way to get out of defilement.’ If you ask me if I am a penitent Daoist, I thought I would blow away the bamboo bread and tell you what the sufferings of this world are.

Unfortunately, no one was able to see Hyunmoo. Hyunmoo died where there were no witnesses.[You are dead.][Total survival time: 00 days 01 hours 41 minutes 21 seconds.]

***

28th round.

‘I think I’m slowly getting used to it.’

Hyunmoo seemed to know what ‘Dalgwan’ was like. Now, when I was meditating and breathing, I could not feel any pain in my body.

The pain and struggle to live, I wondered what the hatred for fine dust was all about. By this time, Hyunmoo seemed to be able to artificially cut off the pain in his body. Or because it hurts so much that I even forgot the pain.

[The resistance to poison increases slightly.][The resistance to paralysis increases slightly.][Poison has accumulated in the body.]

okay. I wondered what this message was all about. Obviously, the amount of time it endures has increased considerably, and it seems that the body has been able to move more easily.

I thought I could get up and walk now, but I didn’t want to lose my concentration and die in pain.

[Level Up!]

It was now level 3.

‘Long time no see.’

Even in this hell where everything is terrible, if there was anything sweet about it, it was this alarm sound. Anyway, the only thing that can make me realize that I have become a capable person is because of this narrator’s note.

If he could go back to reality, Hyunmoo was at a level where he managed to take off his beginner’s hood.

Of course, top classes like Lee Ji-tae, who go in and out of 3-star dungeons like their own, and go over 5-star dungeons, have reached level 50.

They were already treated as an important national resource rather than a job market.

However, the treatment differs according to the level of ability. 1-star Hunters have a level limit of 20. After that, the limit level was expanded by 10 levels in the order of 30 for 2-star and 40 for 3-star, but the ceiling was clear in the end.

Among them, there are around 70 people with 4-star abilities around the world, and among them, there are even fewer people who are active as hunters. Not all capable people can fight or enjoy fighting.

Hunters with a higher level had to be treated differently. At least level 40 and above were treated as important resources, and those above 50 were treated as national treasures. Everywhere they went, they were given all kinds of privileges and benefits.

‘But I wonder what their faces will look like if they fall here.’

Hyunmoo gave a fishy smile. I don’t know what a 5-star dungeon is like, but I’ve never heard of such a crazy fine dust there.

He said that he was escorted by strict escorts and that ordinary people had come and gone, so this is probably not the case. No matter how much I do, as soon as I set my foot here, I will choke to death with a pale appearance.

Just thinking about it made me feel a little better.

Fortunately, Hyunmoo was living longer and longer. She wondered if she would be able to move to some extent if she stayed like this for about a year.

Then this might become a living space of its own. It looks terrible, but once you get used to it, it becomes worth living. Isn’t there a saying that if you can sleep with your back on your back, you are at home?

Hyunmoo suddenly realized that his cross-legged leg was numb. As I was changing my posture, I suddenly realized that this time, it seemed to last a long time. Just then, the narrator’s beep sounded.

‘Is it level up?’

It wasn’t.

[The poison in the body has reached a critical point.][Rare Skill: Poison Blood has been acquired.][You no longer take poison damage.]