Chapter 1 – 01. A New Beginning
01. A new start
The Great Collapse that caused the loss of 1 billion people in China and a group of aliens who invaded through the gap in the dimension that resulted.
They introduced themselves as ‘NPC’ and wiped out the power class of the entire earth.
But that gruesome encounter did not destroy mankind.
Having taken over the power of the Earth, they started servicing what is called the ‘LP System’.
While the world was full of chaos, they calmly explained, ‘just like a game,’ as if doing business.
Certainly, the LP system they serve resembles a game.
There is a hunting ground (Mirror World),
There are monsters
Drops various items, experience points, and currency (LP).
And through it, you can raise your specs while using various services and contents provided by NPCs, which are super-high civilizations.
It is a very clear system that people who have enjoyed modern culture to some extent can easily adapt.
The reward was certain.
Not only does it give you tremendous power to deal with dozens or hundreds of people alone without using special weapons, but you can also get items that guarantee various conveniences and treat incurable diseases that can never be solved with the current Earth’s scientific power.
Above all, LP (Life Points), which can be obtained through various routes, have characteristics that are difficult for people to reject.
That is ‘life’.
1 LP means a day’s life in terms of Earth people, so a year’s life is 365 LP.
In theory, if you can earn more than 1 LP per day, you can live forever.
People were greedy
And in front of that greed, the ‘trivial’ story that the powerful people of the entire earth were annihilated due to the invasion of NPCs was slowly buried.
Until the earth perishes.
.
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Huung.
I’m going through a tunnel at breakneck speed right now.
It’s not like some kind of highway tunnel, but a passageway that connects dimensions to dimensions.
The feeling of falling and the walls wriggling dizzy all over arouse cosmic horror. Even naked
“Ehh.”
I sighed, trying to ignore my instinctive fear.
The end of the destroyed earth was bitter enough to sigh naturally, so laments came out like breathing.
Someone might have guessed from the beginning. That the LP system actually brings destruction, not prosperity.
Since interest inevitably brings about conflict, it is natural that mankind will fight fiercely, which will soon lead to destruction.
But they probably didn’t know either. I can’t imagine that I would be killed while fighting with other civilizations.
At least the earthlings would have known that they would perish at the hands of earthlings. If this is arrogance, then it must be arrogance. We couldn’t decide our own destiny.
“Write. Let’s think good. This is your chance A chance to live a better life.”
Luckily, I, who survived until the end, was banished to a parallel world with everything reset.
And I had a special opportunity.
〈 Extinction Perk Lotto 〉 with a brilliant name.
Everything comes out in this lottery that makes people angry starting from the name.
In fact, it was nothing more than a mockery, so most of it was a bummer.
But like a miracle, I pulled out a certain skill.
〈〈 Admin Access 〉〉
A very dangerous guy with a latent level of (Chaos).
+++
Having opened my eyes in a new world, I did not hesitate to start looking for LP stores.
Since it was said to be a parallel world with similar world lines, what would happen would be roughly unreasonable.
There are NPCs
There is an LP system,
There will be “Owners” Who use it.
Then, of course, there are LP shops and LP shops.
“It’s the same.”
But I didn’t know that it would be the same.
I am in front of a building in Guwol-dong.
This is Incheon’s LP store. The one in my hometown had the exact same look.
“I have no sincerity.”
I made my way through the crowd and went inside.
Malkan.
“Kyaaak! What are you doing… !”
“Oh…”
I could feel soft flesh all over my body.
I don’t know why, but the percentage of women is overwhelmingly high.
My hometown wasn’t like this.
“Let’s get past it!”
Anyway, I broke through the crowd and moved from floor to floor and finally arrived at the most important and basic ‘stigma draw’ booth.
Stigma is a kind of admission ticket needed to use the LP system.
Well, to be precise, it feels like armor worn on my soul, items equipped on my soul, but I don’t need all of them, I just need to remember three things.
1. Stigma allows you to survive in the Mirror World.
2. Stigma provides several stats.
3. Stigma provides extra lives.
That’s the point.
If you don’t have this, you will be searched for as soon as you enter the mirror world, or even if you survive, you will die painfully soon.
You have to hunt there and do boss raids to collect LP, but if you don’t have stigma, you will die, so you must have at least one.
If you think about it, how would you call an LP system user an “Owner”? This has no other meaning, but it means ‘the one who owns the stigma’.
Even in everyday life, when you see someone who owns an expensive car or a yacht, you say ‘what kind of owner’, don’t you? It feels like that.
So, usually, the level of the stigma that the person has is put in front.
(General) If you have a grade stigma, you are a ‘general owner’,
(Legendary) If you have a grade stigma, you are a ‘legendary owner’.
Like this.
“Ahh! Seebaaar!!”
The moment I stood in line to draw the stigma, a scream erupted from the front.
It looks like it’s going crazy.
Not even that. 3,300LP for one draw, 33,000LP for 11 cards (10+1).
It is a gamble with life expectancy of 9 years and 90 years, respectively, and if the result is no answer, there is nothing strange about fainting instead of screaming.
“Chew…”
My body trembled for nothing.
I am afraid and tremble because it seems that it is not a stranger. It also seemed like something cold. It’s obviously a sticky situation… Is it chills?
“Aww!”
“Fuck!!”
“You guys manipulated the odds?! Is this manipulation?”
As the line got shorter, the anxiety increased.
Fuck.
I never thought I would have this damn first experience again…
I’ve done a lot of draws in my hometown, but I can’t help but feel nervous about the first draw. Because my life here is at stake.
“Welcome, customer.”
Soon it was my turn.
As if to emphasize her beauty, the woman in front of her greeted me with a bright smile.
Even the details of tilting the head slightly at an angle are perfect.
But I was not seduced.
It was because the tension I felt right now was too great to be seduced by mere beauty, and basically all the clerks at the LP shop were AI-like beings created by NPCs.
“…”
I clenched my fists in silence.
I have a total of 33,030 LPs.
It is a lifespan equivalent to approximately 90 years and 6 months, and it is an amount that can be drawn only once for 11 Stigma.
Even that, including what the NPCs threw as if they were enemies while resetting my stats, was that much.
It’s hard for an ordinary person who is just trying to pull out a stigma to have more than 30,000 LPs. It’s life
“Stigma 11 draw.”
“Yes~ I’m going to draw a 10+1 stigma~.”
The woman held out a box of card decks to me with the same smile.
A deck box the size of playing cards. It looks ordinary, but if I hold this and put my will into it, the LP is consumed and the stigma drawing proceeds.
“Please… Please…”
A prayer that is not a prayer while holding it tightly with both hands.
I begged so earnestly that I broke into a cold sweat. Here, the minimum (rare) grade must come out to play an active role as an owner-down owner.
It’s not even asking for that much. (Rare) has a whopping 2% chance!
“Come out!! Jebaal!!”
Wow!
11 cards burst out of the deck box noisily.
They flew all over the air like a fighter plane’s air show, and soon they lined up in a diamond shape in front of me.
3 on each side and another 3 in the middle. A total of 11 cards were turned face down, waiting for my decision.
Now if you turn this over, you will get the result of the draw.
70% Chance (Normal)
27.8% Chance (Advanced)
2% Chance (Rare)
0.16% chance (Heroic)
And 0.016% chance (legendary).
“Please, even if it’s rare!!”
Cheer up!
One by one they started turning over.
Since the stigma itself cannot be seen with the naked eye, the face-down card shows a portrait of the person who drew it instead. In my case, 11 portraits of me appear.
And you can tell the grade by the color of the border of the card…
〈 Hard Stigma (Normal)〉 New
〈 Sharpened Stigma (Normal)〉 New
〈 Cold Stigma (Normal)〉 New
〈 Cold Stigma (Normal)〉
〈 Hot Stigma (Normal)〉 New
〈 Hard Stigma (Plain)〉
〈 Soft Stigma (Normal)〉 New
〈 Soft Stigma (Normal)〉 New
〈 Soft Stigma (plain)〉
〈 Soft Stigma (plain)〉
〈 Heavy Stigma (Normal)〉 New
“Fuck you.”
Cursing came out due to upbringing.
I woke up as the hairs on my body stood on end, and a feeling of despair that was hard to realize came over me.
“Oh… All biscuits (all general)…”
All of them are turbid gray that symbolizes (general).
The female clerk in front of me looked at me pitifully.
All biscuits.
Come general.
Under…
With this… Do you want to start your life as an owner with this?
I can’t pull it out anymore?
〈〈 Hard Stigma (Normal)〉 + 〈 Sharp Stigma (Normal)〉〉
– Strength ▲1
〈〈 Hard Stigma (Normal)〉 + 〈 Heavy Stigma (Normal)〉 + 〈 Cold Stigma (Normal)〉〉
– Agility ▲1
– Spirit ▲1
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〈〈 Cold Stigma (Normal) 〉 + 〈 Hot Stigma (Normal) 〉〉
– LP Acquisition ▲1%
At least, the collection effect that goes up is comforting… It can’t be, fuck.
“You, don’t be too discouraged. It’s not that rare… And anyway, now you’re the owner, right? Let’s work hard and match them one by one!”
“… So what?”
I didn’t have the energy to answer for a long time, so I trudged out of the store.
A whopping 33,000LP.
All my possessions.
If it was me before coming here, this point would have been nothing, but it wasn’t me who was hit by the reset.
A lifespan of 90 years equals 11 stigmas…
“Ah, there is still synthesis… Synthesis…”
