Trait Hoarder Chapter 208

Episode 208 Exoskeleton Factory -1-

A night when the moon doesn’t rise.

A world where gray magic clouds obscure the moon and stars.

I was sitting on a high chimney looking down at the earth.

‘This is serious.’

Originally, this was the area where Seoul Forest was located.

Before Seoul Forest, there was a racecourse, sports complex, and golf course.

This world?

You shouldn’t even dream of green space.

Between Jungnangcheon and the Han River. There were a lot of factories in the area where there should have been cafes and apartments.

Each factory spews out pungent smoke.

Even though I’m wearing a brace, my head is still spinning.

Because it contains a lot of pollutants and negative dimensional magic.

Anyone sensitive to magic would likely be mutated simply by being exposed to this smoke.

Environmental protection?

Purifying filter?

You can’t expect that in this crazy world.

[Director Choi. This time, it’s here.]

Knock! Knock!

After sending one text, he jumps down the chimney.

Even this late at night, the factory is operating at full capacity.

A world overflowing with resources and even more people.

Even if we operate in two shifts instead of three, there are still many slaves who can work.

‘It was here.’

The innermost part of the Seongsu-dong industrial complex.

There is one particularly large factory.

A factory that spews out the thickest magic smoke, and even the surrounding roads are blackened by the magic poison.

I built a high wall and even put up a chain-link fence, but it was useless to me.

I jumped in lightly.

[Ear eyes][Sixth sense][Stealth]

Muffle your footsteps and hide in the shadows of buildings.

Just then, a few guards approached.

“Hey, did you hear that?”

“what.”

“You said there was another strike this morning.”

“Those crazy guys. Where can you find someone like our boss?”

“That’s what I mean. I’ll give you food, clothes, and a place to sleep. If you don’t like it, you can just go to work.”

“I have to pay 50 dollars in rent every month for a 1-pyeong goshiwon and change subways three times before I can come to my senses.”

“Is that all? How much does it cost for food? I spend a million won on my own.”

“That’s because you’re a pig.”

“This kid?”

The guards move away.

Strike?

It’s brave that he didn’t die.

This world is supposedly a democracy, but in reality it is an aristocracy. If you make one mistake while protesting, you could all die.

It’s bitter, but it’s not for nothing that people treated me like I was crazy when they were redeveloping Kuro Castle.

I overheard the conversation as I followed the guards.

Only I know that this factory will later become a dungeon.

Even though I’m a level 7 superhuman, I can’t just beat him up.

There has to be a justification.

To do that, it would be best to capture the crime scene and activate the sanctions privilege.

These guys must be doing some crappy things right now… …

Thud!

The guards entered a large warehouse-like building.

Inside, five-story beds stand out like an apartment complex.

It’s not a bunk bed, it’s a five-story bed.

It was roughly made of wood and was covered in mold.

In fact, several have collapsed, missing two or three floors above.

‘What is this?’

On each bed, workers are snoring, covered with green blankets.

There is no distinction between men and women.

Even young people who look like they are high school students and old people who are in their sixties are breathing hard as they try to sleep.

“Ugh, it’s hot… … .”

“Ugh, ugh.”

People who sleep sound like they’re being held down by scissors.

Everyone is sweating profusely.

It can’t be helped.

It’s already early summer.

We live in a world where tropical nights start earlier because of environmental pollution.

air conditioning?

They didn’t even give me that.

All I did was open a small window.

The ventilation is poor, and the stench of sweat seeps into my nose.

Besides, I don’t know how high the humidity is.

It almost feels like you’ve entered a trash sauna.

I instinctively shudder.

A middle-aged man lying at the entrance felt the door open and saw the guards.

He quickly gets up from his seat and smiles cowardly.

“Superhumans. Excuse me, but could you turn on the fan for 10 minutes?”

Warehouse-style dormitory.

Several large fans are visible on the ceiling.

Who would put that on their nose?

You can tell just by looking at it that hundreds of people are sleeping inside the building.

I want to run dozens of large air conditioners to get rid of the heat.

“What? A fan?”

The guard frowned sharply.

“It’s only June and you’re getting a fan? Are you kidding me? Didn’t you hear what the boss said? He said he’d turn it on at the end of July!”

“Ha, but it’s too hot!”

“This kid’s got a lot of grease stuck to his belly. How much work must he have done during the day to not be able to sleep? If he worked hard, he should be able to sleep well even if it’s a little hot! Should I put him to bed? Huh?”

The guard shook his fist like a pot lid.

[muscular strength]

There is only one characteristic.

The level is only 1.

In front of guns, they are on an equal level, but in front of level 0 workers, they are like the grim reaper.

The man nodded.

“No. I’ll just sleep… … .”

“Get it right, okay? Remember, there are some tough guys out there who want to take your place!”

“Yeah… … .”

The guards passed by with glaring eyes.

A few people woke up to a brief commotion.

But no one protested to the guards.

He just blinks his rotten eyes like a dongtae a few times and then turns over to sleep.

“fu*k.”

It’s no different for a man to be cursed at.

I buried my face in the blanket, cursed a few times, and forced my eyes shut.

Is it because of the two shifts and intense 12-hour work?

Soon, her breathing became as if she was dead and she was kidnapped by Suma.

‘Ugh.’

I couldn’t leave it for a long time.

It reminds me of the original world, when I was working at a factory.

I’d rather have Hell Joseon.

Before I got scammed on my deposit, I lived alone in a 15-pyeong officetel, and I always turned on the air conditioner.

The occasional order of chicken, beer, pork belly, and soju was the joy of my life.

‘Let me do my job.’

Poverty is something that even the king cannot save.

I am not a superman on a white horse, and I cannot completely reform this unreasonable world and make everyone happy and prosperous.

My nose is three feet long.

I have to live first.

I will help anyone I can reach, but that is the limit.

‘think.’

Some warehouse-style accommodation.

We set up partitions appropriately and created a restaurant.

The kitchen and pantry are connected.

Look around and approach the food storage.

The locked door was unlocked with the [Open] magic chip.

Then, just like in the game, the furniture starts pouring down.

‘Huh!’

I held my breath and reached out.

They take all the frying pans, pots, cans, tins, bowls, plates, spoons, forks, etc.

Like the superhuman with spider powers in the movies.

Use your ears and intuition to check the trajectory.

Catching them one by one with acceleration and maneuverability.

I used stealth to avoid any noise and focused to maintain attention.

in result.

I managed to catch them without dropping a single one.

‘Whew!’

Furniture piled up neatly on both hands.

I carefully put it back in its original place.

The mountain of furniture was piled up so high that it looked like it would collapse, so every touch had to be done carefully.

It would have been quite difficult if it had been the same, but strangely enough, it was easy.

Just by putting your hand on it, the mountain of furniture spreads out and you can keep your balance.

‘Ah, it’s a talent trait.’

The reason why I obtained it without any separate training is simple.

You must have changed your weapons so many times over the years.

He used a sword, threw Mjolnir, pulled out his dual pistols and wielded them, deployed his Aegis and fired a shotgun, and so on.

Be good at hiding.

Here, there was a characteristic that could be created by adding surprise attack, ambush, conversion, and critical hit.

Since it’s a good trait to use with the ears, I should collect them one by one.

Squeak.

The grocery warehouse is closed.

I took advantage of the rabbit ear feature and listened closely, but I couldn’t hear any special sounds from outside.

I looked at the mountain of furniture with relief.

‘It should be here… … .’

In the game, this factory was called the Exoskeleton Zombie Dungeon.

The standard is to enter the factory.

As you go down while killing exoskeleton zombies, zombie captains, skeletal fusions, and possessed spirits, you will come across a reinforced skeletal corpse golem.

Because it was so large in scale, it took a long time to clear.

So there was a back door.

Right here.

A place where only sloppy level 1 zombies swarm instead of level 5 exoskeleton zombies.

Once you’ve beaten them all and entered the food warehouse using either the magic chip or the key, you can use the secret passage.

‘Found it.’

A small iron gate was visible under the mountain of furniture.

In terms of settings, it was called an employee corridor.

I haven’t used it for so long that I’ve even forgotten the owner.

[spiritualization]

The characteristic is activated immediately.

My body becomes transparent.

It breaks through the mountain of furniture as if swimming.

Then, the iron gate was also easily passed through.

A narrow, vertical passage led down into the abyss.

“Ugh, it’s dirty.”

The iron ladder is all rusted.

Cobwebs, mold, fungi, and mutant moss covered every wall, making it look like a mess.

I go down, enduring the disgust.

I desperately wanted to write a book, but I held back.

The destination is right in front of you.

If you get caught here, you’re an envoy.

It’s a little better now that we’re out of the vertical passage.

There was a concrete passage leading towards the factory, barely wide enough for two people to pass.

A dark passage without any light.

Instead, all the security devices were broken.

I advanced forward, scanning the front with my eyes and intuition.

There was nothing stopping me from reaching the end of the passage.

Except for the contaminants.

Originally, pollutants were concentrated in caves artificially created by the country.

But sometimes, when the environment is extremely harsh, it can occur naturally.

Like the contaminants I see before my eyes right now.

“Grrrr.”

“Ugh, ugh, ugh.”

A black lump of monster.

Contaminated Slime.

The first pollutants I encountered when I came into this world were crawling towards me.

“It does all sorts of things.”

Taaak!

You don’t need the treasure hunting trait or the pollution resistance trait.

I just snapped my fingers once.

Then the golden eagle leapt out and pierced through the polluted slime.

In a zigzag pattern.

As if lightning had struck the earth.

Was it overpowered?

The contaminated slime that was hit by the fire burst into flames.

That solid level 0 magic core turns to dust.

It was a bit of a shame, but I decided to let it go.

Just by breathing, you can earn hundreds of millions of dollars a day.

Now that I’m at level 7, picking up a level 0 magic core is just plain annoying, really annoying.

‘Arrived.’

The end of the concrete passage.

A huge circular iron gate blocks my path.

As expected, the door was rusted as it was.

In the game, you had to use the card key obtained by defeating the dungeon boss.

So, you have to do a basic strategy at least once to be able to enter.

Me now?

Just use the fraud trait embodiment and that’s it.

Ugh.

Transform into a ghost and pass through the iron gate.

Unlike the game, a dark underground cavern, not a state-of-the-art magic science factory, appears before me.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A thick press strikes the iron plate.

The iron plate transforms into the shape of a human torso.

At the same time, a magic circle is projected on the floor and imprinted inside.

Chew! Chew!

Next, steel limbs are attached to the torso.

Magic welding not only connects limbs, but also connects magic circuits.

Workers cling to the connection to check its condition.

Only after you draw a large circle with your arms can you move on to the next step.

Insert the magic heart, activate the electronics, and check the operating status.

‘Should I go down further?’

The core of this factory is not that exoskeleton.

If exoskeletons were everything, the game would have ended with only enhanced exoskeleton zombies.

The real one is a corpse golem.

That means the factory was already making something that would become a corpse golem even before the zombie outbreak.

“I’m dying… … ”

“When do you change shifts?”

“It’s been hours since we started. It’s only 2 a.m.”

“Damn. I thought it was 5 o’clock.”

The spirit world cannot be used.

Stealth reduces the sound, but that’s about it.

There is no transparency or protective coloration, so if you see it directly with your eyes, that’s it.

I passed the workers carefully.

It’s 2am, a time when concentration is low.

If it were daytime, a guard or a foreman would have spotted me and yelled at me.

Into the basement, into the basement.

I passed a few floors.

As you go down, the facilities become more magnificent and the number of workers decreases significantly.

Finally the last floor.

A state-of-the-art magic science security door appeared before me.

‘How do I get in?’

Even if you look through your ears, you can’t see inside.

It’s because of the security magic circle installed on the door.

There are more problems.

The protective magic circle banishes and repels all spiritual beings.

My incarnation is no exception.

In the game, the door was already broken so it didn’t matter, but here I am stuck.

I checked the time.

3:10 a.m.

Should I wait until someone gets to work?

Or should I just break it and go in?

If I were a reinforcement soldier, I would have a third choice, but as a warrior, my choices are limited.

‘Let’s go in.’

The quickest way is the truth.

The place I am is an open passageway, so there is no place to hide.

I’m standing in the blind spot of the CCTV right now, but if anyone comes, I’ll be caught right away.

Even if you try to cling to the ceiling, you’ll still get caught eventually.

Crunch.

He took out a shotgun from his gun cabinet.

Equipped with the characteristics of One Thousand Strikes and Destruction.

The attribute given to the shotgun is also a destructive attribute.

Then he swept away the dragon’s crown once.

The crown becomes transparent and a black-gold glow surrounds my face like a helmet.

A magic light that functions as goggles, a gas mask, and a headset.

Anyone who sees it will definitely look like an egg ghost.

Taaang!

He shot it right away.

A heavy gunshot pounded on the security door.

The triple-layer destruction characteristic explodes, including those included in Il-il-dang-cheon.

Even the most advanced magical science security door can’t withstand it.

The alarm sounded as it tore apart in an instant.

Why, why, why!

“Huh huh?”

“What, what is it?”

A red light flashed throughout the factory.

People inside the security door raise their heads in surprise.

The sleeping security guards react quickly in their own way.

He just ran towards them, shooting his gun and detonating his magic propulsion device.

“This kid!”

“Where is this place!”

It’s late.

My eyes then scanned the inside of the facility.

I saw people tied up, their eyes wide open and dazed, under anesthesia.

All of them are superhumans.

Even though it was low level, I could clearly feel the magical power waves.

The intestines were being removed.

The soul was being extracted using black magic.

The extracted major organs and soul are then individually attached to the reinforced exoskeleton next to it.

It was certain.

The heart of a warrior.

The nervous system of the reinforced soldier.

The wizard’s brain.

The soul of a priest.

A combat weapon inspired by the Leviathan that handles both bio-mutation and prosthetic implants.

It was a superhuman jointed combat robot.