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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Vine
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Cave Ant Nest, Basement Level 2, Sector C-4.
*Rattle!*
“WRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!”
I charged through the Cave Ants, submachine gun blazing. Firepower and quick thinking were key. The corpses piled up, the thick scent of blood attracting more ants.
‘I was worried at first…!’
Perhaps it was a reality check. The maximum number of monsters, fixed at four in the game, was now ten, twenty, or more. It was nerve-wracking. But numbers meant nothing against superior firepower. Reaching [Firearms Mastery Lv5] unlocked the submachine gun, exponentially increasing his combat capabilities.
“Once I reach level 10 here…”
The sniper rifle. He’d be able to one-shot most enemies. Of course, that would break the game’s balance, so later enemies would be resistant to sniper rifles. But by then, he’d have rocket launchers, RPGs, anti-materiel rifles, and all sorts of other fun toys. The problem was ammo. It was expensive. But Chronos’s Scythe was a clean energy weapon, good for his wallet.
‘If I had to reload, I would have switched weapons.’
It was efficient early on, but later, the cost would force him to switch. But as it stood, he could use it until the end.
*Rattle! Clank!*
“Huh?”
An ant deflected his bullets. The submachine gun’s power was low, but it should have at least scratched it. Regular ants rarely withstood bullets, so considering the floor level…
“A Soldier Ant.”
It was 1.5 times larger than regular ants, with large mandibles and a shiny exoskeleton. It looked tough, and deflecting bullets proved it—but—
Bang!
A heavier gunshot. He’d switched to his pistol. Lower rate of fire, but higher damage. The Soldier Ant’s armor cracked.
“Good, come closer.”
Blood oozed from the cracks. The Soldier Ant’s eyes narrowed. It didn’t attack the other ants, but instead, it raised its mandibles and screeched, calling for reinforcements.
“Wow. Look at that.”
It was using the other ants as a distraction to escape. A true soldier, unwilling to sacrifice itself when there were plenty of worker ants around. A fitting strategy. Survival of the fittest. The Soldier Ant’s tactics were commendable, from a survival perspective.
“[Double Step][Double Excel][Twin Boost]”
But if he let it live, a Sergeant Ant would appear next. He wasn’t strong enough to deal with that yet.
“Oh?”
Instead of fleeing, the Soldier Ant made a last stand, lunging at him with its mandibles. It would be dangerous if it connected—
“—[Counter]”
—but he deflected the attack. He shoved the muzzle of his gun into the ant’s gaping mandibles.
“[Point-Blank Shot]”
Bang!
Its death throes were drowned out by the gunshot. Only its headless body remained. The other ants’ morale plummeted. He switched back to the submachine gun.
“Let’s end this here.”
He wished he had grenades. They were expensive, but perfect for situations like this. He sprayed the fleeing ants with bullets.
“Good work, Chrono! ♪”
“Ugh…”
Surface Level 1. A temporary camp near the cave entrance. Or rather, a collection of tents. They’d be dismantled after the extermination anyway, so basic necessities were enough. Other people were eating, selling ant parts, and resting. He joined them.
“I’d like to cash in—huh?”
“Just stay still, Chrono. ♪”
Ur-noona approached the weighing scale. A misty fog enveloped her hand, and ant parts started pouring out. A mountain of ant parts piled up, until finally—
“…This isn’t… fraud, is it?”
“I don’t think so…”
He looked at Ur-noona.
“Ta-da! ♪”
“I love you.”
Not just buffs, but a portable item storage, too? This was a must-have.
“L-Let’s… weigh this first.”
The staff member’s hands trembled as he operated the tablet. The weight appeared on the screen.
[1,041.6]
“…About one ton.”
One ton of ant parts. Assuming each ant weighed 5-8 kg, that meant he’d killed around 200 ants.
‘Less than I thought?’
It felt like he’d killed a thousand, but searching for ants, resting, and other factors had slowed him down. He’d also taken breaks to eat. He’d have to optimize his hunting strategy and reduce meal times. More staff members emerged from the tent and approached him. ‘Oh, shit.’ He knew what was coming. He shut them out.
“Would you like to discuss this inside the tent?”
“No.”
“Then please come this way…”
“Huh?”
This guy was an NTR villain. The kind who added unfair clauses to contracts and forced you to pay with your body if you couldn’t meet the quota. He’d learned that the hard way, having been tricked into a contract with a quota inflated tenfold. He wasn’t falling for it again.
“I’m a student of NTR Academy, here on a request. I’m not skilled enough to sign contracts.”
“Ah, such an upright student of NTR Academy. We just wanted to offer you a reward befitting your achievements, so please don’t be so wary.”
“I’d like to be paid the standard rate listed on the board.”
“…If you insist. Process the payment at the standard rate.”
The NTR villain returned to the tent. The staff member resumed weighing the ant parts.
“…You did well, avoiding him.”
“Huh?”
The staff member spoke to him.
“He’s notorious for adding unfair clauses to contracts and exploiting people.”
“…”
He already knew that. Why was the staff member telling him this?
“So… would you be interested in visiting our guild headquarters and signing a proper contract without any unfair clauses?”
“Uh…?”
What was this? He stared at the staff member, who grinned.
“Athena Guild is always looking for powerful and skilled Awakened.”
“…Wow.”
A recruitment offer. The staff member handed him a business card and returned to the tent. ‘…What is this?’ It didn’t seem like a dream. So this was a branch of Athena Guild. He hadn’t paid attention to the background details while playing the game. Who read the lore during extermination quests? Everyone skipped it. All you needed to know was that the H CGs were NTR events.
“The calculation is complete. Should I transfer the money to your academy account?”
“Yes, please.”
“Alright. Should I add the bonus to your payment?”
“Uh… yes.”
“Alright. And if you’re planning to continue taking requests here, should I submit a request extension to the academy?”
“…Please.”
“Alright!”
Things were happening fast. He seemed to have received the money, so it was fine, right? He bought some food from a nearby store. The prices were inflated, but the convenience was worth it.
“Chrono, this is our first time alone like this, isn’t it?”
“Huh?”
“What do you… think about it?”
“…”
Ur-noona asked during their meal. He looked down at his crotch.
“Could you… please…?”
“Hmm… Don’t make any weird noises. People will notice.”
“…Please be gentle…”
Experience mattered. He was always half-gone whenever she touched him. It was addictively good.
“Oh, play a song for me before we start?”
“Can I play something calm?”
“But Master level difficulty.”
“…I’ll turn off the mod, since I still miss some notes.”
“Master level difficulty.”
“…Fine.”
He had to obey. It was a win-win situation since he enjoyed it too. Meanwhile, in NTR Academy—
Chrono: 132 points
Record: [Cave Ant Extermination] x 20, [Cave Soldier Ant Extermination]
“…?”
A legend was born.
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The legend of the top-tier NTR villain Chrono has officially begun
A goat was born