8 8.3. 3.? (1). (1/2)

BJ Archmage D-Dart 60490K 2022-07-22

1.

When Godworth first came out, the first group to show a violent reaction by foaming at the mouth was a group that hated game addiction.

As if they had been waiting for such a day to come, they said, with blood clasping around their necks as soon as Godworth appeared.

”Are you going to take responsibility if that game addiction kills you?”

What was unique was that in the case of Godworth, the reaction did not just end up as a backlash from some groups.

Despite having already secured safety through countless clinical trials and obtaining sales and service approvals from most countries around the world, people have questioned the safety of Godworth and the capsule gate.

”The use of Godworth adds the following limitations.”

In the end, GOD had no choice but to put up a pretty tight game condition.

For now, it was impossible to play the game for more than five hours at a time.

If you use it for 5 hours, you had to log out once and reconnect.

It was also impossible to play games for more than 14 hours a day.

Even if there was a physical condition abnormality in the process, it would be shut out immediately.

There were various physical abnormalities described here.

Health problems were natural, such as reduced blood sugar levels in the body.

Therefore, professional players used to take food intake and medical checkups to create their physical condition as if they were preparing for a really important race or battle.

'I'd like to check it out.'

Of course, there was no way for Jung Hyun-woo, who only uses the capsule room, to surpass the given time.

'I can't believe the quest logo is on the dog's head, it's definitely not the case.’

In his fifth year in the game, there was no way to immediately answer questions about the situation that even Jung Hyun-woo had never seen for the first time.

What if I log in tomorrow and it disappears?’

Moreover, the quest for Godworth is not eternal, is it?

Something that someone else might take away while Jung Hyun-woo is asleep.

Above all, it was the domain of a guild of explorers who monopolized quests.

In many ways, Jung Hyun-woo's expression was inevitably not good.

”Brother, here's the candy. You did a great job. You used up your time today. Huh?”

Lee Hyuk-joo, who handed him candy as soon as he came out, said, looking at Jung Hyun-woo's wrinkled expression.

”Hyung, is there a problem? You look like you're chewing your poo.”

At the question, Jung Hyun-woo said with candies.

”It's weird if you're in a good mood to raise a rich man.”

”No, why are you suddenly raising a bouquet?”

Lee Hyuk-joo's reaction has intensified.

I knew Jung Hyun-woo was creating a new character, but I didn't think that was a job to develop a new character?

”Leave the original copy. Why the hell?”

It must be special for a professional player like Jung Hyun-woo to develop a new character.

”Did you get suspended?”

Instead of answering the question, Jung made his face look clearer.

The fact scared Lee Hyuk-joo.

”Ma, Jesus. Are you sure it's still?”

”Hey, shut up. Don't go anywhere and say it.”

”Come on, brother!”

”Be quiet, I'm in a bad mood.”

Speaking Jung Hyun-woo immediately began to pack his clothes after coming out of the capsule.

In Jung Hyun-woo's head, calculations and scenarios were being written quickly.

'I need to hide my abilities as much as I can and make my situation as bad as I can.’

One of the few things Jung has realized in his life is not to let others know about his luck.

I'll say!.

”When I find out that I have this ability, people around me rush in.’

The world in which Jung Hyun-woo lived has always been a stage full of envy and envy.

If you have a lucky one, you can grab it and eat it. If you have a lucky one, it's a stage full of people who can't get it to the floor.

On such a stage, Jung Hyun-woo had no intention of stripping the flesh like a delicious grilled fish.

'We have to hold out until we're in some orbit.’

He intended to be careful until he had the skin of the flesh so strong that he could not dare bite it off.

”I'll be back tomorrow, so make room for me.”

That's why Jung Hyun-woo turned his back after telling Lee Hyuk-joo so with a look full of anger more than anyone else.

Then he walked out of the capsule room with his shoulders drooping to the point where he was sadder than anyone else.

Lee Hyuk-joo lamented briefly after seeing the scene.

”Wow, Hyunwoo's gone. That's so pathetic. You're only going to walk down the flame path.”

It was the moment when the smoke was working properly.

2.

”Uncle!”

At the moment the door opened, Jung Hyun-woo said with a crumpled look at his nephew's bright smile.

”Yes, uncle is here. How have you been?”

”Yes.”

”What did you do in kindergarten today?”

”I drew a picture!”

”Really? Who?”

”Dad and Uncle!”

The brief conversation quickly brightened up a small space less than 10 pyeong.

”Really? Let me see.”

”Yes!”

Jung Hye-rin then showed Jung Hyun-woo the picture she had drawn in kindergarten.

On the thin tablet PC, I could see a picture drawn with a tablet pen.

”Hey, our Hyelin is good at drawing, too.”

Of course a series of compliments.

But Jung Hyun-woo's eyes with the praise were slightly shaken.

'You're really good at drawing.'

The reason for the shaking is that Hyelin's painting is so outstanding that it is hard to say that it is a 7-year-old.

'You're really good.'

And the brother in the picture is sitting in a wheelchair.

He drew it so well that he forced himself to swallow the bitter smile that filled his heart with bitterness.

”When Hyerin grows up, she's going to be a great. It's great.”

He was forced to swallow and praised again.

”No.”

”Huh?”

But her nephew refused to praise her.

”Hye-rin will be a player when she grows up. So I'm going to make my uncle and dad rich.”

”What?”

”Hye-rin will be a player!”

The answer after the rejection left Jung speechless for a moment.

”You came?”

It was none other than his brother, Jung Tae-woo, who saved him.

”Uh.”

”Return the biocode quickly. That way you can come without ringing the doorbell.”

While Jung Tae-woo was throwing words, Jung Hyun-woo stroked Hyelin's head and handed Hyelin a tablet PC, and Hyelin, who got it back, ran to the living room with a smile.

”Hye-rin's a good painter. Is it because I look like my wife? I need to get him to study art.”

”That would be good, too.”

The older brother who was talking shook his head.

”I want to be a player.”

Jung Hyun-woo's face was also stiffened at the following words.

She can't laugh at her daughter who is good at drawing.

That was the situation of the Jung Hyun-woo brothers.

It wasn't just about money.

”A time when everyone in the world is lined up as Godworth.”

Godworth.

Another era that came to the world was eating up the world surprisingly quickly.

Among them were jobs.

Various occupations began to decline with the advent of Godworth.

Among them, the collapse of the arts and physical education sector was unbelievable.

I can no longer do art without Godworth.

It was a time when the best painters painted at GOTWORDS and singers sang at GOTWORKS to survive.

”He never created Godworth for this world.”

Jung Tae-woo uttered a low-pitched voice about the time with short recollection.

”Who?”

The sound, which is tantamount to talking to himself, did not reach Jung Hyun-woo's ear properly, and Jung Hyun-woo expressed doubt.

”Nothing.”

Jung Tae-woo roughly glossed over the question.