The Devouring Genius of a Destroyed World-Chapter 27

It was a simple necklace with a gold pendant attached to an ordinary leather strap.

Initially, Seongho had planned to give this item to Im Ji-hyo.

However, it felt odd to wake up the sleeping child just to teach her how to use it.

Seongho tucked the necklace into his pocket and reviewed his status.

It was time to organize his ability stats.

[Character Status Window]

- Character Info -

Name: Han Seongho

Role: Fate Pioneer

Level: 3 (39/125)

Physical Ability: 7

Ability: 1/18

- Activity Info -

Reputation: 49

Corruption Score: 372P

Influence: Only a few members of the world recognize you; you have little influence.

Title: None

If it had been before, Seongho would have invested all his newly acquired ability stats into physical ability.

But now, the situation was a bit different.

‘If I understood the growth guidelines correctly, the required ability stats for each awakening will increase exponentially.’

Even if he reaches level 10 and awakens new powers, if his total ability stats are insufficient, he won't be able to use them.

The current method of squeezing his abilities to the limit won’t be enough.

So, he decided to invest some unallocated stats into his abilities to prepare for the second awakening.

After carefully considering his physical ability and abilities, Seongho made his decision.

**Physical Ability**: 10

**Ability**: 2/19

When he used the Fortune Cookie, his physical ability was at 10.

If he could maintain that strength, he would never be caught off guard and killed easily.

In a situation where they faced an evolved creature too strong to handle, he’d at least be able to carry his companions and escape.

Satisfied with his decisions, Seongho stood up.

He briefly checked Im Ji-hyo's forehead again, but it wasn't very hot.

Letting out a sigh of relief, Seongho removed his shirt and carefully wiped off the dust accumulated from several days of camping.

Now feeling much more refreshed, he lay down on the bed, closed his eyes, and drifted into a light sleep.

How long had it been?

Rustling.

Suddenly, a sound startled Seongho, and he quickly opened his eyes.

Looking to the side, he saw Im Chan returning to the room, removing his outer coat.

It was already 3 a.m., very late.

"You're awake? Was it too noisy?"

"No, it’s fine. Did you finish the treatments?"

"Yes, I treated the last patient and just came back."

"You’ve worked hard late into the night."

"It’s no big deal."

Im Chan, scratching his cheek awkwardly, hesitated before speaking cautiously.

"Umm... I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable by taking matters into my own hands."

Seongho looked at him with a slightly puzzled expression.

It seemed like he was trying to assume a subordinate role or maybe he was overly cautious.

After a brief hesitation, Seongho spoke.

"I’m not sure why you're saying that... Was there a problem with my attitude? If something felt forceful, it wasn’t intentional."

"...Huh?"

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"I didn’t ask you to come along to give you orders or pressure you."

"Ah..."

"If I suggest something or ask for help, feel free to refuse if your situation or condition doesn’t allow it."

Im Chan looked surprised, his eyes wide open.

"If you had told me it would be difficult to come to Myeongdong, I would have come by myself."

If Im Chan had expressed such a concern, Seongho would have simply adjusted his plans.

"I also benefit from your help, but if you’re constantly worried about my reactions, it might be burdensome."

"My, my help? What have I done?"

"Didn’t you see the fire burning all day yesterday? Without you, it wouldn’t have gone so smoothly."

Also, with your medical knowledge...

"Thanks to you, I didn’t have to hold back from injury concerns. I’m very grateful for everything you’ve helped with."

Im Chan immediately waved his hands in denial.

But as Seongho repeatedly thanked him, Im Chan smiled awkwardly.

"I should be the one thanking you. You saved Ji-hyo, took care of everything, and even looked after me today... I really appreciate it."

Maybe the burden of needing to be useful weighed heavily on him?

Im Chan now seemed much more at ease than before, and he let out a relieved sigh.

Suddenly, his expression changed as he pointed to Seongho's hand.

"Huh? You’re hurt..."

Looking down at his hand, Seongho noticed a long tear on his hand, probably from the battle with the zombies.

"Wait, let me disinfect it right away."

Im Chan quickly gathered supplies and came closer.

"It’s going to sting a little."

Seongho looked at the wound on his hand, deep in thought.

The level he needed to reach, the amount of virus required, the abilities he could unlock with unallocated stats, and the physical growth he couldn't afford to neglect.

There were many aspects that required attention, and the thoughts kept growing.

"And I’ll redress the wound on your forearm while I’m at it. I should have done this sooner, but I’ve been so distracted..."

Seongho didn’t catch what Im Chan said.

He didn’t stop Im Chan as he began unwrapping the bandage on his forearm.

"Huh...?"

"Oh no."

After using the Fortune Cookie at the hospital, his forearm had completely healed.

Seongho clicked his tongue inwardly, realizing Im Chan’s surprise.

‘That injury would have lasted at least a month normally.’

It wasn’t so surprising that it healed in just a few days.

Flustered, Seongho sighed deeply and decided to speak cautiously.

"There will be many strange things if you stay with me. Things that don’t make sense, bizarre things, things that defy common sense... You’ll see all sorts of impossible things."

Im Chan looked up, his eyes wide.

"But I can’t explain how it’s possible."

"..."

"It’s not that I don’t trust you, but I can’t explain what’s happening to me or what I need to do next. I’m not in a state where I can explain everything properly."

Why he ended up in this world, what the system and Fate Pioneer team were, how the Fortune Cookie worked...

He didn’t understand any of it.

In that state, trying to explain everything was impossible.

After Seongho finished speaking, Im Chan hesitated before carefully responding.

"Well, if I don’t ask... will that be okay?"

"...Please."

When the time came, and he learned more about his situation, he would explain it all.

"When I can explain things properly, I’ll tell you."

"Okay..."

Though Im Chan’s voice was stiff, he at least gave a positive response.

Seongho sighed in relief internally and lowered his sleeve after removing the bandages.

"Umm..."

As Seongho adjusted his sleeve, he noticed Im Chan gulping nervously.

"...Do wounds heal this quickly every time?"

Im Chan, embarrassed, asked the question.

"I’m not trying to pry... but if you heal this fast every time, I might not be needed..."

Im Chan looked a little dejected.

It seemed like he valued his role and contribution to the community.

Seongho decided to answer honestly, based on what he knew.

"No, only in special cases do wounds heal this quickly."

"Oh, then when you get hurt, I’ll definitely help... Ah! I mean, I’m not hoping you’ll get hurt!"

Im Chan hurriedly waved his hands as Seongho smiled.

Seongho chuckled at Im Chan, whose face was now bright red.

"Of course, I’ll let you know when I need help."

Im Chan’s face turned even redder, and he fanned himself with his hands to cool down.

After a few moments of awkward silence, he stood up, clearing his throat.

"I... I need to wash up too."

"You can use the water here. This one’s already dirty, so throw it out and come back."

"It’s okay, this is still clean enough."

Seongho handed Im Chan the tumbler.

"You can use this from now on for water. Use clean water to wash up."

"Wait, you want me to get water from here?"

"No, just use it from here."

Explaining that the water was unlimited, Im Chan’s eyes nearly popped out.

As he froze in shock, Seongho discarded the dirty water.

After receiving the empty basin, Im Chan moved cautiously at first.

He stared at the tumbler, unsure.

"Wow!"

When the water kept flowing endlessly, he jumped in surprise.

Im Chan inspected the tumbler curiously and suddenly smiled brightly at Seongho.

"Haha, if this is the weird stuff, I wouldn’t mind seeing it every day."

It was the happiest voice Seongho had ever heard from him.

Seongho smiled back and then called out to him

.

"Sorry to ask out of nowhere, but I want to confirm something."

"What is it?"

Seongho opened the Pioneer’s Cradle, catching Im Chan off guard with the loud sound as it opened.

Since he couldn’t keep hiding it, he decided to see if the Cradle was visible to others.

The result was a bit unexpected.

Instead of asking, "What is this?", Im Chan waited patiently for Seongho to speak.

"Can you see anything?"

"...Huh? What should I see?"

Im Chan’s nervous eyes darted around.

It seemed that others couldn’t see the Cradle, but it had some physical effect.

Seongho placed an object on top of the Cradle.

Im Chan’s eyes widened in surprise.

"Oh! A towel is floating? Is this that strange thing?"

"Yeah, very strange. Thanks for confirming."

"Ah, yes... I’m glad I could help."

Now, Seongho wouldn’t have to worry about hiding the Cradle every time he opened it.