The Dungeon Cleaning Life of a Once Genius Hunter - Chapter 2
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“What a fucking dream…”
My eyes slowly opened as the sunlight poured through my eyelids.
My heart felt very tight, perhaps because of the chaotic dream. I was breathing hard and I was sweating so much that the sheets were damp.
I got up from the bed. At the same time, tingling muscle pain felt throughout my body.
It looks like he fell into a fairly deep sleep for the first time in a while.
With a long yawn, I shook off the remaining sleep.
As I turned my head and looked around, the view of the room I was in came into view.
“…what.”
At the same time, I couldn’t hide my embarrassment.
one room.
To explain a little more, the pig pen was probably better than this, and it was a one-room studio of about 8 pyeong.
Of course it’s not my house.
If it’s this big, it’s only about the size of the bathroom in my house.
Then it wouldn’t be Director Lee’s house… especially not.
Even if the Earth were destroyed, she wouldn’t let me into her house.
“Then where am I…”
The moment I got out of bed and stood up with both feet on the floor, my legs were wobbly.
As I barely managed to hold on to the edge of the desk, almost falling over, the contents of the dream I had last night suddenly flashed through my mind.
[Your death has been confirmed.]
[The conditions for acquiring the hidden skill have been met due to your death.]
[Hidden skill: Karma]
The voice I heard in my dream still remains clearly in my mind.
‘Your death has been confirmed?’
It’s not even a fucking movie.
A laugh naturally flowed out.
I rolled my eyes and glanced around the unfamiliar room again.
The anxiety that had been creeping up suddenly reared its head.
I hurriedly started wandering through the pig pen to find a bathroom.
I was still skeptical until I opened the bathroom door.
I was able to ignore it because it was just a dream.
Last night, I drank myself to the point where I was so drunk that I couldn’t even remember anything, so I fell asleep at someone’s house.
I’m sure it will.
No, it had to be that way.
But the moment I opened the bathroom door and saw my reflection in the mirror in front.
I had to face the merciless reality.
“What is this…”
In the mirror, it was clearly me from 10 years ago.
Kim Jun-woo, 28, was in it.
“City system open.”
I opened the special ability confirmation system, which can only be opened by those with special abilities who have developed a ‘unique skill’, half-fazed.
And one skill appeared before my eyes.
[Hidden skill: Karma]
[View skill effect]
I raised my hand on the system window and an explanation window appeared.
[Conditions for acquiring this skill: Death]
[Due to the effect of this skill, you have been sent back 10 years ago.]
[This skill cannot be unlocked arbitrarily.]
“Haha….”
At that moment, my legs lost strength again and my hips fell. It fell down on the cold tile.
It wasn’t a dream.
I am truly dead.
[Due to the effect of this skill, your job has been reassigned.]
While I shook my head at the difficult reality to accept, I shifted my gaze to the window that appeared below.
‘Fuck…’
A swear word came out automatically.
I became a hunter at the age of 18 and was promoted to A rank when I turned 28.
At the time, my ranking was 22nd in Korea and 525th in the world.
So, if I were to simply go back 10 years, I would still have to be a hunter.
He is also a super promising hunter who is receiving a lot of attention from the media.
But…
[Dungeon Cleaner]
What does this mean?
Cleaner?
World’s Kim Jun-woo is a dungeon cleaner?
[Karma – Unlock Conditions]
[Rise to the position of Secretary-General of the International Association of Extraordinary Talents within 5 years.]
[When the goal is achieved, the skill is automatically canceled and the person returns to the verge of death.]
[If the goal is not achieved, ‘Hunter Kim Jun-woo’ will completely disappear. ]
[Time limit: 4 years, 11 months, 29 days, 20 hours, 32 minutes, 48 seconds]
[Close skill effect]
If you succeed, you will return to the way you were before you died, and if you fail, you will rot forever doing cleaning work.
If I had to sum up the skill, it would be like that.
“Damn.”
This is ridiculous.
International Association for Talents.
An international organization that directs and oversees all associations around the world.
Its secretary general has substantially more power than the U.S. president.
In a word, the seat of highest power in the world.
I am selected through internal voting every five years, but even I, the first person in the world to achieve SSS rank, was not even nominated.
To get into that position?
The position where even the world’s No. 1 ranked hunter wasn’t enough?
And that too within 5 years?
“….”
I’m sorry, but I can’t do that.
It’s impossible, even if you don’t want to do it.
I don’t even know why I had to follow those ridiculous conditions in the first place.
Okay –
let’s ignore it.
It’s a shame to look at karma and it’s something to know.
In any case, isn’t it possible to revive one’s life by becoming Secretary General? In that case, no matter how you think about it, it is beneficial to live as a hunter like before.
Of course, it is still difficult as a hunter, but it is still much more likely than as a cleaner…
[Unique skill: Demon King – Locked]
[Acquired skill: Almighty – Locked]
[Acquired skill: Limit Break – Locked]
[Acquired skill: Fallen Angel – Locked]
[Acquired skill: Rolling Paper – Locked]
….
[Acquired skill: Low Shield – Locked]
“This…”
My hand tightened as I was checking the skill window.
[To unlock existing skills, each condition must be met – see details]
There was nothing more to see.
I closed the skill window and swept my face.
A hunter without this ability?
It would be more likely that a passing dog would speak human language.
‘Are you saying you shouldn’t even dream of tricking…’
What on earth does this mean?
What on earth is that damn karma?…
[Congratulations! [You have acquired a new skill]
At that moment, the system window lit up before my eyes.
There was no way that this unanswerable situation could be reversed just by acquiring a new skill. Even if it is an epic skill.
Still, I couldn’t hide my curiosity.
I checked my skills with the feeling of grasping at a straw at the edge of a cliff.
[Acquired Passive: Mysteriousness]
[Effect: Just clean, you idiot]
Clink –
My reason was gone along with the bathroom mirror.
***
A bed in a pigsty.
A body thrown haphazardly on top of it.
I lay down like I was dead and just closed my eyes.
I died and woke up 10 years ago.
I went from an SSS rank hunter to a dungeon cleaner overnight, and all of my skills as a hunter were locked.
All of my life’s achievements and all my accomplishments were completely lost.
What should I do now?
Do you really need to work as a cleaner?
I have pride in my SSS rank, and I hate such crappy work.
‘But I can’t live like this forever. ‘I guess I’ll have to go back.’
As I was muttering to myself, I felt heat rising to my head.
Why should I be worrying about this in the first place?
What on earth is this?
Is this all karma or something, because of that damn hidden skill…
“No, no.”
Hidden skills aside, the biggest reason why I ended up like this is, without a doubt, the people who killed me.
I don’t know what kind of people they are, but they are definitely not average.
Civilian guild?
Or association personnel?
Or else….
Tiriring-
Tiri-ring- A
ringtone rings in an instant.
However, I could only hear sounds from somewhere and there was no cell phone in sight.
Normally I would have been irritated, but somehow I felt happy now.
Is this the manager?
Or your teammates?
Are you the president of the association?
Of course, it was an absurd expectation, but without even realizing it, I followed the sound of the bell and started hurriedly searching the pig pen.
Meanwhile, the ringtone stopped and rang again several times.
By the time I finally found my phone buried under the mattress, the fourth ring had just started.
It’s an old model that I didn’t know whether to use or not even 10 years ago.
An unsaved number appeared on the small screen.
“…hello.”
I carefully pressed the call button and opened my mouth in a trembling voice.
“Oh, you got it? Mr. Junwoo! Fly. Team Leader Park!”
“…?”
The exciting voice of a middle-aged man.
Judging by the fact that he knew me, it seemed like he had a relationship with me.
I desperately tried to think of team leaders with the last name Park from 10 years ago. But no one came to mind.
“It’s no different. “I called to see if you might have trouble coming to work today.”
“…yes?”
“It’s already been an hour past rush hour. Oh, are you not feeling well? “The last dungeon was a little difficult, right?”
“Dungeon…?”
At that one word, I made a short “ah” sound.
It was a word that let you know right away where the call was coming from.
The job assigned to me by karma is a dungeon cleaner.
Then, of course, this person who is talking to me about going to work is from the cleaning team.
“Actually, the last dungeon was a bit of an intense task. It’s not that bad today, but… Oh, of course, I’m asking you to force yourself to come out…”
“Oh really! manager! “Are you saying that he just got tired because he was having a hard time?”
At that time, other people’s voices chimed in over the phone.
“This is not the first time this has happened. “You can just do it because you want to. Why bother calling again?”
“If you can’t do it, at least contact me. How many people are waiting just because of one person? Really!”
“Stop and hang up. “We have enough on our own.”
I burst out laughing without realizing it.
No matter how outrageous I am right now, even the dungeon cleaners are choking me.
I guess I really searched.
“Everyone, please be quiet. “Isn’t there something that could happen?”
Team Leader Park’s voice was heard over the phone, urging his team members.
Strangely enough, at that one word, which was not a high-pitched voice, the growling voice became quiet as if it were a lie.
“Anyway, Mr. Junwoo. If you’re tired, just rest. “Next time, if something like this happens, it would be nice if you at least send me a text message in advance.”
“Oh well… I understand.”
Really, who is protecting whom?
It was a time when I was about to hang up the phone and give an appropriate response to the dispirited situation.
“Oh, you can text me to this number. If you save it as Team Leader Park Geun-tae….”
Wait.
what…?
“Your name… what?”
“huh? Oh, I guess I forgot. It’s a difficult name to remember. Park Geun-tae. Park Geun-tae.”
My head began to spin as I heard the voice speaking one letter at a time.
In the meantime, Team Leader Park continued to say something.
“Anyway, take a good rest today. If I can come to work next time…”
“I will do it today.”
“…hmm?”
“I’m going to work now.”
I hung up the phone without any intention of hearing an answer.