Chapter 51: Basic Training Center

Maybe because there was a lot going on yesterday, I woke up in the afternoon.

I dragged my half-asleep body over the chair, put my military uniform over my shoulder, and grabbed a cigarette.

Chicklit it with my eyes half-open, still feeling sleepy, and smoke rose from the cigarette.

“Whew.

As I touched my phone while smoking, I saw a message saying that the prefabricated bed I had ordered had been delivered.

I put the cigarette in my mouth and opened the iron bars, and I saw two large boxes with handles.

I stubbed out my cigarette, took the boxes in, and assembled them while reading the manual.

A decent-looking bed was completed.

I placed the newly ordered mattress on the assembled bed, rolled around for a while, and then I remembered the message I had seen on the status screen yesterday.

“Status screen!”

[Tiring!]

<Would you like to move to the basic training ground?>

The moving text that had not disappeared yet floated before my eyes.

“Where on earth are you moving to?”

The contract engraved on the status screen.

[Contract God: Mara Papyasu (40)]

[Contract God: Siddhartha Gautama (E)]

Just looking at the words made me feel sufficiently anxious.

I glared at the phrase that came to mind, put off answering, and picked up my phone.

Autumn-aaaaaa!

When I called, I could hear my sister’s cheerful voice as if she had been waiting for it to answer before the dial tone had even finished ringing.

“Sister!!”

Autumn-ah!!!

“Sister!!!!”

Phahaha! Did Autumn boil a train car and eat it?

“I did that because I missed you.”

Hehe. Did you? Oh my, there’s no way around it. Should Autumn go see it?

When she heard her sister’s voice, she felt her mood improve all at once.

“See you later. I have to go somewhere for a bit.”

Where? Who are you going with? Me? I want to go too!!

I calmed down my excited sister and continued speaking, “I’m just going for a bit. I called because I wanted to hear your voice before I go.”

Was that so? Regrettable

“I went to the military yesterday. I’ll tell you when I get back from work. I have a lot to tell you.”

Why did you go to the military all of a sudden?

“I decided to grant a viewer’s wish by playing a game, but that viewer was a soldier, so I went to visit him.”

Wow, that’s strange. Okay. Do I have to tell you when I get back?

“Ongya. Let’s talk while eating something delicious later.”

Alright!!

“Yeah! Bye bye.”

After I finished talking to my sister, the status message I had been trying to ignore appeared before my eyes again.

“f*ck, let’s go!”

As I waved my hand in the air, I felt the room twist, and soon I could smell grass.

A field full of life spread out before my eyes, and next to it was a thatched-roof house.

I was in the attic, and out of nowhere, a clear sky with clouds drifting leisurely came into view, and I felt embarrassed.

“Is anyone there?”

The system sound responded to my embarrassed shout.

[Tiring!]

<Good luck [Tiring!]

[The environment changes and the store list is reorganized]

“What is it, what are you talking about!”

[Tiring!]

[The helper requests a visit to the lord]

My mind was confused by the messages unfolding before my eyes.

Where was this place and Reorganization and the helper had no idea what was being said.

[Tiring!]

[The helper requests a visit to the lord]

As I was looking through the messages one by one, the message requesting a visit came to mind again as if urging me.

“…Do whatever you want.”

As I gave up and accepted the message that only spoke to myself without answering, light gathered in the sky and turned into a large snowflake.

The snowflake that had been fluttering in the wind fell precisely toward me.

It slowly descended and stopped right in front of my nose, floating in the air.

When I put my palm on the stopped snowflake, it fell onto my hand as if it had been waiting.

It felt warm and fluffy.

Upon closer inspection, it wasn’t a snowflake, but a cotton ball.

-Prickle

“Huh?”

The small cotton ball that was on my hand flinched and its cute ears popped out.

“Rabbit?”

When I stretched out the body that had been curled up on my palm, the white cotton ball turned into a small baby rabbit.

It seemed to be a collection of cuteness, from its cute ears to its small feet and small body.

“What are you?”

“White rabbit.”

“Aah!”

I suddenly heard a reply to the monologue I had thrown out without expecting it, as if talking to an animal, and I shook my hand without realizing it.

As I calmed my surprised mind, the rabbit disappeared from my eyes and I felt a warm feeling on my head.

I reached out and grabbed it, and a white rabbit came down by the nape of its neck.

“Did you just say that?”

I placed the rabbit I caught on my palm and asked a question, and I heard an answer.

“Master.”

“The rabbit said…”

I thought that adding a strange animal to this strange situation would be no different, so I continued asking questions.

“So why did you come? Who are you?”

“White rabbit.”

I repeated what I had said.

“Where did you come from?”

“Over there!”

When I raised my head at the baby rabbit’s words, all I could see was white clouds drifting by.

I raised the white flag to the rabbit, who kept giving me the same answer.

“Hmm…”

Since there was no progress in the competition, I took the rabbit and approached the thatched house in front of me.

I opened the door slightly and saw only an empty room.

I sat down on the porch, placed the rabbit on my lap, and stroked it.

A fluffy and warm feeling enveloped my palm.

“I feel healed and happy. Is that why Grandpa kept stroking me?”

As I was petting the rabbit, a gentle breeze blew past my hair, pleasantly brushing it.

“Rabbit.”

I saw the rabbit perk up its ears without answering my voice.

Even though it didn’t answer, it seemed to be listening.

“What should I do here?”

“Training.”

“Training? Why should I do that?”

“Choice.”

“Choice…”

Even if aliens were to invade Earth, there would be no reason to become strong.

However, no human being would reject strong power.

Whether it be power or money, the desire for power is a human instinct.

“Are you training me?”

The rabbit, whose eyes had been closed as it felt my touch, raised its cute front paw.

[Tiring!]

“What?”

I jumped up in surprise at the message, and a light appeared in one corner of the yard, and a wooden doll made of wood appeared.

It soon creaked and moved, raising its arms and assuming a fighting stance.

“You want me to fight that now?”

I felt the rabbit tap my head with its front paw, not knowing when it had climbed up.

The wooden doll seemed ready to pounce at any moment.

I threw the military jacket draped over my shoulder onto the porch and raised my arm.

At that moment, I saw the wooden doll rushing at me and throwing a punch.

I quickly raised my arm to defend myself, and the doll’s fist collided with my arm.

“Ugh! That wooden bastard has gone crazy.”

The weight of the wood seemed to be fully transferred to my arm, and a heavier blow than I expected was transmitted through my arm.

When I pushed away the fist that had touched my arm, the doll’s arm shot up and the wooden doll’s face became empty.

When I saw that, I put strength into my legs and jumped out explosively.

The fist was pulled back as far as it could go.

I prepared to throw it with all my strength.

Huh!

[A small, powerful blow is embedded in the blow]

-Bam!

I punched the wooden doll’s face, and its wooden head burst apart.

“Haa —- Haa.”

As I was looking at the wooden doll with its head blown off and fallen over, the system sounded.

[Tiring!]

[The Eye of Gluttony has been opened]

[Some of your guilt has been removed]

[+10,000 won]

[Experience +2]

[Growth rate: 296]

As I looked at the fallen wooden doll with a heavy breath, I thought I could hear a chewing sound in my ear.

[Gluttony devours its opponent]

[+10,000 won]

[Experience +2]

[Growth rate: 49%]

“Whew… Money experience?”

The message that appeared contained money, experience, and the corresponding growth rate.

When I checked the status window, I could clearly see that money had been added while holding the wooden doll.

I didn’t feel particularly interested in training, but my thoughts changed after I defeated the wooden doll.

I felt like I had become a game character.

It was different from the shooting FPS games that I wasn’t good at.

The game grinding I did in Hellon Chronicles, and the grinding in real life.

Both are my specialties.

I laughed because I thought it was quite fun.

“But this isn’t it, rabbit. Shouldn’t we start by talking? Should I make you rabbit stew? You wouldn’t lose if you’re cute, right?”

I felt the rabbit still hanging above my head, as if rebelling against my words, thump my head with its forepaw.

“I said I was the master.”

“Support.”

At the rabbit’s words, I put my hand up to grab the cotton ball and put it down, and I saw a baby rabbit dangling from my hand right in front of me.

“Support?”

I placed the rabbit I was holding onto my palm, made eye contact, and perked up my ears.

“None.”

“Nothing. What’s wrong? Your name? Baekto.”

“Race.”

“…This makes me strangely angry.”

I thought about it because it seemed like she was asking me to give it a name, and then I said to the rabbit.

“Isn’t this the rule for white ones? Pick one. Sugar cloud, salt tofu.”

“…”