Chapter 670 – 670. The Show Begins
[Ah. I inform the abyss. As of today, a status window will be distributed to the residents of Hell. Residents of the abyss, please select the class you want according to the information provided in advance.]
[Please note that once you select a class, 10,000 coins will be consumed to change the class.]
A neutral voice flowed from a large speaker hanging on the ceiling of the abyss. It was the voice of Machina, the artificial intelligence god who manages the hell.
The inhabitants of the abyss began to stir at the sound of Machina’s voice, which had been appropriately synthesized with a human voice.
“Hey, Manager Ma. Have you decided on a class?”
“I think I would like to be an overtime specialist.”
“Yes? “If you just shorten the time you spend sleeping, you can enjoy your hobbies more fully.”
“Right.”
Most residents decided to classify themselves as overtime professionals. Although other skills had merits, the skill that could control the amount of sleep was the most popular.
“It’s also good to be an expert on homelessness.”
“Did you say that no matter where you sleep, if you sleep for more than 7 hours, all fatigue will go away? “For someone who frequently travels on business, it would be better to become a homelessness expert.”
There were a total of 4 classes, including overtime experts.
An overtime expert who can endure long and thin.
A homeless expert who achieves maximum efficiency in remote areas.
A labor expert who specializes in physical work.
A self-reflection expert who specializes in using one’s head.
Four classes to choose from depending on your job.
Distributing this for free was in itself a huge welfare benefit and an indicator of how well Hell was doing.
If the emperor had succeeded in kidnapping the King of Heroes, he could have done something similar.
“Awakened people cannot use the Maw status window.”
“It’s a shame.”
However, because a crash occurred in the status window UI, existing awakeners were unable to obtain the Hell class. The existing awakeners were rather envious of the hell status window.
My mouth watered when I saw the four classes specialized in labor.
“This is the best. They say you can last up to 3 days with just one cup of coffee…!”
“You’re crazy. “Do you think you know what you look like now?”
“Why? I’m fine! Haha!”
“Huh…”
Of course, there were side effects. There are cases where people who were originally addicted to work choose to become experts in overtime work and end up liking it.
However, most of them were taken to the hospital at an appropriate time by the people around them.
“Hmm.”
However, researcher Ayu, who was stuck in a lab room, was a little different. She didn’t send anyone to the hospital. It’s already been 4 days. She was awake.
As a result of not sleeping for four days, she made a mistake while taking care of the test subjects.
She had already been awake for four days in a sleepless state, so she didn’t even know what button she had pushed. Only after she pressed did she realize
“Ah. Ugh. Ahhh!!!!!!!”
It was a mistake, but she escaped something too big to just be a mistake.
Experiment number 233.
Common name: Death Box.
“Oh my!!!!”
The test subject has already disappeared from the CCTV.
No one knows where she went. However, it was clear that half of the researchers in the research building would lose their lives unless the transcendents stepped forward.
Right now, even Ayu’s life was in danger.
“Rain, emergency!!!! Number 233 escaped!!!!!”
Ayu closed all the doors to her research building and held her head.
Even if he survives, he is sentenced to death. It wasn’t something she could accidentally overlook.
“Keueuuuuu…”
Ayu shed her tears.
Death box. A being that randomly visits and kills those who open the inside.
During her experiments, Ayu had seen the inside 233 times. Probably more than half of the researchers in the research building have opened the death box.
The inside of the box was full of pupils, and all of those pupils were magical eyes, and if a new pupil was inserted, it would change into an unspecified magical eye within 3 days.
When research on the magical eye was in full swing, researchers all used the death box, and until then, the death box was called the ‘magical eye maker’ or ‘treasure box.’
The strange thing happened when all the eyeballs in the box disappeared.
Box pulled out the eyeballs of 22 researchers under Helus at the time, saying that he should receive interest for borrowing the eyeballs.
Normally, it just looks like a box, but when it goes to the ‘harvest stage’, a human male body appears underneath the box.
This man’s body is immune to most attacks and radiates tremendous strength and magical power. He massacred researchers with this power.
Thus, the death box was quarantined. And that continues until now.
Originally, the laboratory where number 233 was stored could not have been opened. Ayu wondered why she had opened the door there.
As a result of her tears and pondering, she realized that she had been possessed for a moment.
The box possessed me.
Ayu, who was able to work in a sleepless state for 4 days due to the effect of the night shift expert’s skill, was forced to continue working due to other employees’ time, and when she was neither asleep nor awake, one of the magical eyes contained in the box was used. The power has been activated.
She could even be seen as being hypnotized. Hypnosis created in a moment.
That’s when Ayu realized why she had unconsciously opened the door to the laboratory where number 233 was contained.
Something was approaching behind my back.
“Excuse me. Hey kid. I have to pay it back. I will do it. Yes. Don’t you?”
“Uh… Ugh…”
Ayu realized what was approaching behind her.
Number 233, who escaped, came up behind Ayu. Although she was unable to go outside the research building due to spatial isolation, she was able to move around freely within the research building.
“Please. Please…”
Ayu didn’t have the courage to turn around and face her test subject.
A male body will appear at the bottom of the box. That means Ayu couldn’t damage her in any way. She was not something that an ordinary researcher could do anything about unless the transcendent came and suppressed her.
“Ugh…”
Soon, Subject 223, Boxman, extended her hand towards Ayu.
To take her eyeballs, place them in a box on her own head, and turn her Ayu’s neck to take her life.
Boom!!!!
“Ugh!!!!!”
“No way…”
Just before death, the wall burst open and someone walked inside.
It was a naked man.
Jang Jo-Jun, who was fighting with Monsieur Houshu. He appeared.
“There. You. “Don’t you have something to talk about with me?”
“…”
Jang Jo-jun smiles while looking at the boxman.
Ayu sits down in fear and Boxman shakes his head like crazy.
“I didn’t know you were dragged here. Why did you hide here because running away wasn’t working?”
“…”
Boxman. It is a being that has attempted to take Jang Jojun’s life several times in the black market.
The last time we met was when Jang Jojun had his arm cut off by Lamech.
At that time, he had kidnapped Jang Jo-jun to save his life, but Jang Jo-jun, who had no way of knowing that there was such a reason, was contemplating what to do with Boxman.
The problem is that the being in front of you is a different being than the boxman at that time.
“I think there is some misunderstanding between us. Let’s explain it in words, Apostle of Ten Thousand Demons.”
“Misunderstanding? Misunderstand. You will find out once you tear off the limbs.”
“Now, wait a minute. No, wait a minute!”
Boxman’s screams echoed desperately inside the management office.
Meanwhile, Ayu was astonished to see the boxman being crushed and torn and Jang Jojun smashing the boxman.
It was my first time seeing Jang Jojun smash something like that. It has to be that way. Because he never had to fight in the abyss.
‘Crazy. What are muscles?’
The sight of him flexing his ridiculous muscles and hitting the monster made my heart pound. However, she didn’t know why she was naked. Of course, she didn’t hate it. Real nudity. It is something close to a miracle that there is almost no opportunity to accept.
“Oh my. “You were here.”
While Ayu was having Jang Jo-jun’s naked body stuck in her head, Hellus entered the management room.
He looked at Ayu, who was sitting down, and asked.
“Where are all the other employees going? “You were left alone, right?”
“Oh, that’s…”
Ayu didn’t know how to explain the situation.
He couldn’t bear to tell the director of the research center that the management office staff had secretly ostracized him, forced him to take the overtime specialist class, and then completely ignored him.
“You. Hmm. “No.”
Of course, Helus could roughly tell what the situation was just by looking at Ayu’s face.
Bullying in the workplace was a fairly widespread social problem even in Hell.
“Keu…”
“Helus. “I said I shouldn’t kill this bastard, right?”
“Yes. It is a valuable source of magical eyes.”
“I understand.”
Jang Jo-jun used the rising flesh towards the half-corpse boxman and stretched out as if he felt refreshed.
“I’m almost done with everything I have to do.”
Now it is time to go to the Sanctuary of Proof, which has been integrated into the abyss, and play tag with the emperor.
About thirty survivors are still shivering in the sanctuary of proof. The sanctuary of proof where they will remain.
Release the monsters there. And Jang Jo-jun’s plan is to kill them all.
“There is nothing more fun than human hunting.”
They are simple transcendents. The emperor was the only one to reach the level of semi-immortal, but it didn’t really matter.
The moment he is discovered to be half-immortal, it means he is the emperor, and as soon as the emperor is discovered, Jang Jo-jun will move.
“Then let’s start playing tag.”
The deaths of survivors will be broadcast in real time. It will be broadcast not only to the abyss but also to the black market.
You can also place bets among the tribes. Among the 33 survivors, who will survive the longest?
If money is exchanged like that and the issue becomes popular, the video will eventually be broadcast to the Empire.
The scene of the emperor being brutally captured and killed by the hands of the Ten Thousand Demons will be exposed to the whole world.
‘We can create a flow of enormous causality.’
Although causality is already overflowing, Jang Jo-jun is a man who does not let down his guard.
An emperor who can crush, trample, and crush his opponents no matter how much he tries.
“Now, turn on the camera.”
Filming has begun.
It was time for the Emperor Murder Show to be aired.
