The Regressor Wants To Stop Becoming Stronger

prologue

Before the regression, I was crazy about strength.

Attacking unexplored dungeons and fighting dangerous monsters couldn’t have been that much fun.

The tension that one wrong move could cut your neck was thrilling.

The pleasure of clearing a dungeon with extreme difficulty was incomparable to anything else.

Finding and attacking hidden pieces that others do not know was also a great stimulus to me.

As time passed, I came to be called the Korean Sword King.

what did they say

He is a true hero of this era with a spirit of sacrifice who takes the lead in advancing against fear and terror.

I just said it was because I enjoyed playing, but no one believed me.

It was real.

Belongs to the National Intelligence Service.

In other words, he was a civil servant player.

The reason why I became a national player was not grandiose.

It was just because of the expectation that ‘If I receive support from the national level, I will be able to become stronger faster’ or ‘I will be able to be the first to be put into a dungeon of extreme difficulty’.

‘Still, I’m glad I woke up right before the return.’

At the last moment, I changed my mind in the Banyan Tree Dungeon where I met death.

It was thanks to the curse of the Hell Empress, the final boss of Banyan Tree Dungeon.

Looking back at the last moment, my life was pretty harsh.

‘Repeated assassination threats every day.’

There are no munchkins in the new world.

The difference in skill between the top rankers was only a fraction of a second.

The attacks of top-notch assassins were always sharp and dangerous.

‘Why was it so chewy then?’

I always enjoyed the tension of not knowing who might assassinate me.

Oh, and it wasn’t just the assassins.

Among those who were targeting me, there were also many Awoken hunters who were aiming for my ability itself.

I can’t even remember the last time I had a good night’s sleep.

‘I don’t know why all the plays were so deadly and dangerous.’

I thought that if you didn’t fight at the risk of your life, it wasn’t play.

I have never fought without risking my life.

Because of being an outstanding battle-type player, there were many times when he was forcibly mobilized for forced conscription or dangerous quests in the system.

Everyone complained about that, but I liked it.

Looking back now, I must have been crazy, but in fact, there were only guys like me around me, so I didn’t even know it was strange.

In other words, me and my colleagues were all crazy people.

The Curse of the Hell Empress allowed me to look at myself objectively.

I guess you could say I’ve calmed down a bit.

At the last moment, when I opened my eyes again, I was back in the past.

I don’t know why I came back.

I remember being cursed by the mistress of hell and wandering between death and death, but I don’t remember anything after that.

When I first realized that it was a regression, I couldn’t come to my senses and was thrilled.

‘I can be much stronger this time.’

He has all the know-how and experience as the Sword King.

My heart raced at the thought that I could become the top ranker faster than anyone else.

I wanted to quickly hold the sword in my hand.

2nd day of return.

I shook my head.

‘I barely came to my senses, but I can’t repeat the crazy thing again.’

I was lucky (?) to die in the Banyan Tree Dungeon, even if I was just a little bit unlucky, I would have died young.

I was able to look at my situation relatively objectively.

Apparently, the essence of a guy called me was a crazy guy.

Seeing how excited he is at the thought of being able to become stronger again, even after facing his end like that – in fact, he almost met his end several times.

Special measures were needed.

‘I don’t want to be strong.’

It reminded me of the terrible past that I had forgotten.

‘yes. If I go crazy again this time, I won’t be human.’

The days when I was crazy about playing and couldn’t take care of my family well.

While I was playing in the dungeon, my family was murdered by serial killer Jeon Nam-gil.

When I came back from the dungeon, all my family members were cold corpses.

After that, I tracked down Jeon Nam-gil and killed him.

In other words, I had the power to protect my family, but I couldn’t.

If I had paid more attention, I could have kept it.

If I go crazy again, I’m not human.

‘Let’s get moderately strong this time.’

I brainwashed myself like that.

‘The cataclysm is about seven years later.’

I made a plan of my own.

* * *

Seven years have passed since the return.

“Erai, it’s an invalid cub. How long are you going to live like that?”

My old friend Jong-cheol started nagging me as soon as he met me.

In fact, I had nothing to say even when I heard the voices of unfilial children.

It’s already been 7 years since I came out of the house and entered the gosichon, saying I would pass the public examination.

By the way, this house, seasoned bean sprouts are delicious.

“Is it good that you came into the high school village to become a civil servant and have been broadcasting for only one viewer for 7 years?”

“… … .”

“How old are you now? uh?”

I kept saying something, but as usual, I heard it in one ear and let it out in the other.

“What would you do if you ranked #1 in a game that nobody plays? No, CX, no matter how bad the game is, can’t you feel a sense of crisis at the shocking fact that the number 1 player in the rankings is playing, but there are no viewers? Do you remember the last time you met a user in that game?”

Stir-fried beef is also delicious.

“I ate well.”

“Hey, where are you going?”

“To broadcast.”

“hahahaha, you crazy bastard.”

“You pay the money for listening to the nagging.”

“Hey! hey! Jinhyeok Cha! You bastard! Aren’t you standing there!”

After Jong-cheol broke up with him, I sat down in front of the desk.

When I put it in, there was 100,000 won in my bag.

It seemed that Jong-cheol had secretly put it away.

He didn’t say anything cheap, but he was a very grateful guy.

Both in the previous life and in this life.

‘I will return the favor.’

I logged in to the streaming platform Ltube and checked my broadcast time.

‘About 49,998 hours.’

If you fill it up for another two hours, it will be 50,000 hours.

You can achieve it today.

Whoa, I took a deep breath and turned on the broadcast.

The broadcasting equipment is a very old junk cam and computer.

My content was the old game ‘Dark Hill’, which is barely surviving.

‘Should I say that he is inheriting the life line?’

As Won Jong-cheol said, the dung net game was right.

The genre is MMORPG.

There were rumors that someone from the 3rd generation of chaebols had been running it as a hobby and had left it unattended.

There are very few users other than me, but seeing that the server is not closed, it seems that there is a lot of money.

Anyway, I started streaming today too.

There are still 0 viewers.

“Today’s content is the Ballon Dua Raid.”

Ballon Dua was a monster in the form of a large black bull.

It was a tough monster to raid alone, but it wasn’t a very difficult monster for me, who had played for nearly 50,000 hours.

[ㅇㅇ has entered.]

[ㅇㅇ: What, is this bastard still on air?

[ㅇㅇ has been forced to leave.]

Oh, that kid again.

It was clear that he was the madman who came to visit me a couple of times a year, whenever his salary was raised or when he received bonuses.

[Kangtoegyeon has entered.]

[Kangtoe Kyeon-yeo: Belly collage? Are you an insectivore? Will the inferiority complex explode? Can’t you do anything?]

The sincerity that comes in bypassing the IP is amazing.

I was just about to drop out, but I let it go.

[Bullet: Why not drop out?]

“Today is the last show.”

Today, I will stop this meaningless broadcast.

I checked my broadcasting time again through the Elbut setting window.

‘49,998 hours.’

Adding just two hours adds up to 50,000 hours.

It was a really tight time before the cataclysm, but somehow I was able to fill it.

‘Baby Shark’, the one and only regular viewer of my broadcast, didn’t log on today because he was busy.

‘I wanted to say hello.’

I’m sorry but I couldn’t help it.

A long journey of over 7 years.

He devoted more than 18 hours a day to this broadcast.

[Kang Toe-kyeon sponsored 100 won.]

[Kangtoegyeonyeo: It’s old. I can’t go to a large company like me, but I have to act as a human being.]

[Kang Toe Kyeon has been forced to leave.]

I turned off the radio and lay down on the bed.

I only slept for two or three hours to earn the minimum living expenses.

It was really hard, but I did it in the end.

I looked up at the ceiling and saw a cockroach passing by.

My body was very tired, but my heart was pounding so I couldn’t sleep.

Day 2,782 of regression.

Today is May 7, 2022 in Korean time.

‘Four hours later, midnight.’

Eventually, it was 00:00.

Day 2,783 of regression.

Korea time, May 8, 2022 00:00.

The same message window was created for everyone.

[New server, ‘Earth Server’ has been incorporated.]

[New server, ‘Earth Server’ open beta service starts.]

The world as we knew it has changed.