[11th Round] Spaceman
“Hey, Hero? Hero~?”
“…”
“Please listen to Lanuvel! Please listen to Lanuvel! Please listen to Lanuvel! Lanuvel! Lanuvel! Lanuvel!”
“Hey-hey. I got it, so shut up!”
“How can I say anything when I shut up?!”
“What are you making a fuss about?”
After canceling the summoning of Saint H, Green Cake, and Boris, I was going down through the passage hidden in the butcher’s freezer. However, Lanuvel, who claimed to be the hero’s companion and stood by without helping at all just because the opponents were elves, called out to me annoyingly.
She should have been grateful for not being torn to pieces!
“How do you know everything?”
“Who am I?”
“You are the hero.”
“Do you need more of a reason?”
“Boo…now Lanuvel has nothing to do. Lanuvel’s role is to guide the Hero, but as you know better, the value of Lanuvel’s existence is diminishing. At this rate, I might be unemployed in a few days.”
“That’s fine.”
“Oh? Really? Lanuvel doesn’t mind if you are fine if Lanuvel follows you around doing nothing.”
“You can’t twist my words!”
This hero couldn’t accept unemployed people who follow him around while acting cute!
“But if Lanuvel disappears, you will feel empty and sad, right?”
“Empty? Sad? I know from my experience that the world will look about 2% more beautiful.”
“We’ll see if it’s true!”
“…Huh? Are you going to leave?”
“Why? Are you suddenly regretting it?”
“It’s not like that. I’m just amazed.”
It was Lanuvel who followed me with all her might, even when I kicked her wicked ass that twitched from side to side to torment innocent bachelors. But now she said she would leave so easily?
“The oracle came down a while ago.”
“The oracle?”
There have been several oracles since the 1st playthrough. When I was a rookie hero who knew nothing, the source from which I got the information that I could return to Earth by defeating the Demon King was also from the Oracle.
And one of the sources of those prophecies was Lanuvel. Knowing the truth from the 2nd playthrough, I took the initiative in making the adventure schedule, but in the 1st playthrough Lanuvel, who received those prophecies, served as a guide. So I had a very hard time…
To the point where I clenched my teeth!
“More heroes will be summoned. Still, Lanuvel didn’t think much of it…it seems that there are quite a few heroes to be summoned.”
“If there are many, how many?”
“About 300 people?”
…This is weird. Miss Trainee Teacher?
▶ Confusion: I’ve never heard of it either. This is an entrance exam center tailored to Cadet Kang Han-soo’s skills. No other cadets can break-in. But archaeologist Lanuvel isn’t lying. I have seen the oracles being given down to her dozens of times.
I knew this would happen. I thought this entrance exam was strange ever since the ignorant Alex used the Heart Sword. These scammers are ruining the education world!
▶ At a loss: Please wait for a moment! I’ll find out what’s going on!
While we were talking like that, we arrived at our first destination. Underneath the butcher, this wicked-
“It’s a lady’s room with a lot of dreams.”
“The wicked- huh? Lanuvel. Listen well. This is the living space of the vicious pimp who imprisoned the First Spirit. The stench of a twisted desire to oppress others is vibrating everywhere! You insult women. Apologize to all the ladies in the universe right now.”
“B-but it’s a lady’s room just by looking at it!”
“Just admit it and apologize.”
“Boo…”
I again ordered Lanuvel to shut up. This was the reason why I sent back Green Cake, Saint H, and Boris. Having Lanuvel on standby at the primary destination, I made my way to the secondary, final destination alone. Sneakily.
The high altar was the first thing I saw.
Atop, like a moth caught in a spider’s web, I could see the translucent dragonfly wings and embarrassingly open legs of the spirit tied to the devil’s chain in a position of the Chinese character Great(大).
The First Spirit. She didn’t seem to notice me behind her.
“Shh.”
The spirits that followed me also shut their mouths. They seemed to have mistaken the important task of defeating the evil elves and saving their queen as tagging along, but as long as they didn’t interfere, I could forgive them.
Because I am an understanding MAX-Class hero!
In the 1st playthrough, there weren’t only one or two infiltration plans messed up by the colleagues who charged while shouting, “Take your hands off her body! Perverted villain!” as soon as they saw those caught.
If they were going to do that anyway, they might as well have charged from the start. Why bother sneaking in?
When I asked my colleagues after I managed to patch up the almost destroyed situation due to their failure to infiltrate, they criticized my personality in reverse, saying, “How can you think of being patient in that situation?”
Anyway…
“I’m at peace now.”
There were no interfering colleagues around. If only I could return to Earth, I couldn’t wish for anything more. A little distance away, looking at the original entrance to the basement of the palace garden, I saw Elf B waiting for an intruder to come.
The second wife of Boss K, the villain who betrayed her husband and imprisoned the First Spirit. Her unconventional fashion, which was her naked body with fancy accessories and piercings, had zero defense. Of course, her abilities were to the point I wanted to laugh out loud.
▷ Race: Grand Elf
▷ Level: 9999+
▷ Job: Guardian (Guard → Damage↓)
▷ Skill: Spirit ZZZ Blessing ZZ Hypnosis ZZ Rest ZZ Agility ZZ…
▷ Status: Guard, Defrost
But it didn’t matter. The reason why I didn’t go head-on and quietly infiltrated was that I predicted this situation.
Pop!
I summoned the Holy Sword Nucleon. And the blade, which slid straight out of my hand, penetrated precisely between Elf B’s 4th and 5th lumbar vertebrae. An attire with zero defense and poor defensive skills. No matter how high her level was, she couldn’t stop my Holy Sword in this situation.
Her spirit affinity was Level ZZZ, and many powerful spirits followed her here, but they had no combat experience. Not knowing it was an assassination attempt, they joined in with my spirits and remained silent. And when they realized the situation, it was too late.
The only thing these spirits could do belatedly was spin around the dying Elf B and said, “What do I do! What do I do?” repeatedly.
“H-how did you break in…?”
With a Holy Sword stuck in the center of her slim waist, Elf B staggered and turned around. It wouldn’t be strange to die instantly from such a wound, but with the Blessing skill and support of the spirits that followed her, she received a brief grace period.
But that was it. She couldn’t afford to fight.
“Because you taught me.”
“Regression…then you’re…”
Elf B, who understood the situation right away with my words, couldn’t finish what she wanted to say and passed silently on.
Level 12281 → Level 20156
My level had gone up tremendously. It was thanks to Elf B’s rich experience as a being who had lived for a long time. And yet, her defense was too weak!
It was a mass of experience that surpassed the incumbent Elf King.
“Drug hero! Stop staring at the naked female elf and release me immediately!”
The First Spirit, who noticed the abnormality and found me, struggled without waiting for a moment.
“What the hell is with that title?”
“I was so bor- cough. After much consideration, I decided so! You’re a drug hero that the spirits always follow once they smell your body.”
The First Spirit spoke like a scholar who decided on a scientific name. I climbed the altar at a leisurely pace. Then, I put my finger close to the face of the spirit the size of a ping-pong ball.
The spirit’s high-bridged nose was fluttering, turning in the direction my finger moved. Up, down, right, left, front, back…
It was a pet-like reaction, seeking a treat in their owner’s hand. It was fun, so I played for a while, but the First Spirit belatedly screamed after realizing her misbehavior.
“Stop! I’m not playing with drugs!”
“Is it okay to treat a kind-hearted hero as an ominous drug?”
“It’s true, isn’t it?”
Instead of refuting, I brought up the subject.
“The first drug addict. Explain what you know about the fine particles.”
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It seemed that she wanted to play hardball while being clingy, but the First Spirit eventually gave in to the temptations of freedom and drugs (?) and talked about what she knew. It crossed the boundaries of science, sci-fi, and fantasy.
“In other words, dark matter, like the constituents of the atmosphere, is not made of a single matter, is it?”
“Right. And fine particles are a part of it.”
Ancient humans treated the transparent atmosphere as a single substance. However, the atmosphere was made up of 78% nitrogen, 20.9% oxygen, and 0.9% argon. The same was true for dark matter. Humans on Earth had barely understood the existence of dark matter. However, the composition hadn’t been identified.
“So, what is the conclusion?”
“Drug hero, you are mistaken. Dark matter is said to make up about 30% of the universe, but it is more than 90%. Among them, the proportion of particles is about 70%. After all, the arrogant creatures that claim to be the rulers even though they are helpless without the sun that illuminates this planet are also under the protection of the fine particles. But only 30%? Which idiot said that?”
I shrugged. After all, I didn’t study that seriously. My knowledge came from a documentary and a science magazine that I happened to see.
“Then do spirits live in space?”
“Of course. Because there are also fine particles in space, although ignorant elves and humans limit the spirit to the five attributes, they are much more diverse. They have evolved in different ways over the eons; even angels and demons born of light and darkness are also spirits in a broader sense. And it continues to grow even now, just like with you. You are a human-like spirit.”
“Ah!”
At some point, I felt like I had been hit upside the head. That was because of my racial characteristics.
▷ Type: Race
Name: Natural Spirit
Grade: Unique
Unique 1: Control EXP.
Unique 2: Appoint a Spirit.
▷ Characteristic 1: Loved by Spirits.
▷ Characteristic 2: Receive the protection of nature.
▷ Characteristic 3: Receive the energy of the universe.
▷ Race 1: Excellent affinity.
▷ Race 2: Specialize in one attribute.
It occupied a significant portion of my combat power that reduced my dependence on skills. It wasn’t an exaggeration to say that I would be a corpse if not for my race. However, my misunderstanding was reflected here.
Characteristic 1, Characteristic 2, Characteristic 3. These three are separated. According to the explanation given by the First Spirit, the exact effect was duplicated beyond a similar level. This meant that it had been used very inefficiently.
The problem didn’t stop there. Unique 1, Unique 2. If dark matter occupied 90% of the universe, what were experience points? I heard the other day that the abilities were created by combining the power of the First Demon (darkness) and the First Angel (light).
And the reason I can deal with fine particles…it was interpreted that the experience points I controlled were ultimately components of dark matter, like a spirit made up of fine particles.
“Haha, hahaha….”
The situation didn’t end here. I had one more skill related to the universe.
▷ Type: Skill
▷ Name: Luck
▷ Class: S
▷ SS: Steal the opponent’s luck.
▷ S: Luck never dries up.
▷ A: The energy of the universe helps you sometimes.
▷ B: Ignore traps from time to time.
▷ C: Luck increases slightly.
▷ D: Cannot be killed by falling.
▷ E: Occasionally avoid arrows.
▷ F: Get lucky.
There was a very high link between human possibility and luck, and luck was linked to the universe’s energy.
Possibility → Luck → Universe → Spirit → Experience Point → Fine Particle → Possibility…
Words lingered in my mind like a Mobius strip, tail to tail. Then I concluded.
Luck S → Luck SS → Luck SSS → Luck MAX → Delete
Natural Spirit → Universal Human
Level 20156 → Level 1
I became a complete Spaceman.
▷ Type: Race
Name: Universal Human
Class: The First
The First 1: Control the universe to the extent of a molecule.
▷ Characteristic 1: Favored by the universe.
▷ Race 1: Spirit
