God-Tier Enhancement: My Upgrades Never Fail-Chapter 130: Episode 26 _ Let_s Mix _n_ Eat(1)

"Scree!"

"So, you’re saying there are guys who have a ton of this?"

"Scree! Scree!"

"Okay, I got it, so guide me quickly. You punk."

Simin shouted as if frustrated, though there was no way he could actually understand Squeaker’s language.

Squeaker, however, understood his master perfectly.

But semantics weren’t important right now.

The important thing was that there was a gold nugget in Squeaker’s beak that would yield quite a bit of money if sold immediately. Furthermore, the fact that this bird, whose whereabouts had been unknown until now, was holding raw gold meant he had found a source.

"Let’s go. Quickly. If it’s a territory, we’ll declare a Territory War and rob them blind; if it’s monsters, we’ll sweep them all away and take everything. Heheh."

Gold! Gold!

Even though he had earned over $3 million from the recent advertisement, including incentives, his eyes rolled back in greed.

It was a very positive and desirable value system regarding money: ’Money already in my pocket is mine, and I must take other people’s money too!’

"Scree!"

Squeaker’s sincere cry—trying to explain that it wasn’t like that, that the place he picked this up from was a natural gold mine—was completely ignored.

Of course, the result of what would happen in the future wouldn’t change much regardless.

Anyway, Squeaker, flying up with the gold clamped in his beak, cried out happily.

Monopolizing the gold mine alone and making a surprise appearance to his master was out of the question now, but since his master went crazy for money, he would surely adore Squeaker if he saw the mine.

As he had done so far, Simin would naturally give the gold there to him.

He wanted to use it all to grow, but he decided to yield a significant portion.

After all, he was his master!

Master becoming stronger was also happiness for Squeaker!

SCREECH!

A naive bird who knew nothing of the world guided a thief to a gold mine with his own two feet.

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At that time, the Specialists were also given the final clue.

"If you cross the northern forest, a long mountain range will appear. They say the remnants of the gate that connected the Demon World and the continent in the past remain there. That’s probably the cause of the mana making the monsters ferocious and causing mutations."

Now that they had passed level 60, it was time to attempt the challenge.

Although the items entrusted to Han Simin hadn’t arrived yet.

"Let’s gather clues while hunting there for now."

The style of gameplay where one blindly runs in to beat up a boss monster just because a quest appeared had long since disappeared from Jeong Seolah’s mind.

Even if a clue was given, this was a game where you had to learn the geography, study the characteristics of the local monsters, and figure out how to adapt to gain the necessary experience. No, first, one had to check where to stay so they could be safe for even a few hours of sleep!

Naturally, the side that moved even a day earlier had the advantage.

Until now, they had hesitated due to a lack of levels, but 60 was enough.

"Let’s hit 65 there, or 70 if it takes longer." 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

She planned for a month, maybe two or three months.

There was no need to worry that the experience gained wouldn’t be satisfying as their levels increased.

Even if they hunted for a year and hit level 100, the experience from the monsters there would still be overflowing.

They moved out after organizing their consumables.

Steps full of tension cut straight through the forest, which they had now become used to and adapted to.

Seolah swallowed dry saliva involuntarily.

’What will it be like?’

Even this forest, which they had adapted to, was a dangerous place where they had to run away without looking back if monsters swarmed.

What would be in the mountain range that stood like a guardian deity of the unknown land in the north, far beyond that?

She was excited and worried at the same time.

She was expectant and happy.

It was an achievement that no one could ever accomplish in reality.

The feeling of being the first player to step on undeveloped land!

Columbus must have felt like this.

Jeong Seolah, who started the game for this exact feeling, smiled.

Step by step, it felt like leaving footprints in fresh snow where no one had walked before.

"This time, we must adapt and conquer faster than other guilds no matter what."

"Of course."

The Kenji Guild would also move starting from level 60.

Assuming they would come over in about two to three weeks since they were level 57 now, there wasn’t much time.

At the very least, the Specialists had to be capable enough to drive out the interlopers by using the advantage of having adapted first.

So she stopped being sentimental and returned to the cool-headed Jeong Seolah.

This was enough.

Just taking the first step in a new region was enough to provoke the Kenji Guild.

However, she didn’t know.

She didn’t know that there was someone flying leisurely in the sky, leaving no footprints on the unknown mountain range blocking the unknown land.

"Wow. Shit. What is this?"

The massive fog encountered after flying leisurely in the sky for a long time showed no sign of ending.

Since his vision was naturally blocked, Simin had no choice but to clutch Squeaker’s neck tighter. The visibility was so poor—he couldn’t see an inch ahead—that it was enough to confuse him about whether he was flying or falling!

"Hey, Squeak. We are going the right way, right?"

SCREECH!

"You bastard. Are you taking me to a weird place to kill me just because I bullied you a little just now?"

"Scree!"

"No, fuck. Don’t just screech, say something!"

SCREECH!

Still, the fortunate thing was that evidence of the bird being alive kept ringing in his ears.

"Ow. I have acrophobia."

"Scree!"

He couldn’t jump off because he was scared, and the size of the gold nugget Squeaker was holding was too unusual to turn back now.

It wasn’t some fingernail-sized gold flake, but a nugget the size of a human head!

He strongly hoped it was an easy-to-handle NPC territory, but seeing the surrounding environment, he predicted it was 100% monster territory.

"Phew. My life."

Making money was so hard.

Still, I need to rake it in while the tide is high.

Ads, incentives, and even a gold mine.

’If I keep this up, I might really be able to guarantee my retirement for life.’

So he endured.

Closing both eyes tightly.

Though it was the same whether he closed them or not—he couldn’t see a thing.

"Scree!"

After flying for a long time like that, he heard Squeaker’s cry. When he opened his eyes, the fog blocking his view had disappeared.

"Wow!"

Instead, tremendous mountains were visible!

From mountain ranges made only of jagged rocks to ranges thick with trees.

The amazing thing was that all kinds of five-colored leaves looked colorful and disorganized.

"...Where is this?"

Of course, Han Simin wasn’t the type of person to get lost in such sentiments.

Rather than being moved by a spectacle that couldn’t happen in reality—no, one that wasn’t easily seen even on the continent—he judged what kind of crisis was facing him realistically first.

"Shit. I think I’m screwed."

Even thinking with common sense, it was true.

A mountain range meant mountains connected in a vein, but did it make sense for them to be stretched out however they wanted without any logic like this?

In human terms, it was as if one arm had black skin, the other white, with four toes on one foot and eight on the other.

Above all, there was something else that made him uneasy.

"The fog didn’t disappear."

The thick fog was visible when he raised his head.

The reason the fog wasn’t visible when he opened his eyes wasn’t because it had dissipated.

It was because they had descended below a certain altitude.

It probably wasn’t a temporary phenomenon. If he thought of it as a characteristic of the hunting ground itself, the answer became simple.

"It must be a hunting ground with ridiculously high levels."

No matter how much Fantastic World differed in class from other games, it was ultimately a game.

Just like how the thought that the difficulty would be considerable comes to mind first when mentioning an area surrounded by fog in a computer game, this place would be the same.

If there was a fortunate point, was it that vision was clear when coming down to the bottom?

He realized not long after that even that was a misconception.

"Was it only visible for a certain time?"

He didn’t measure the exact time, but the fog descended thickly to the ground and then went up again after a certain interval passed.

As a result of hiding his body and observing with the thought that gold or whatever, he might die here and drop a precious item!

He quickly calculated the angles.

At the same time, he turned his gaze to Squeaker, who had returned to being a small bird.

"Hey!"

"Scree?"

"Did you really get the gold from here?"

"Scree!"

Although conversation didn’t work, it was enough to convey intent by nodding and shaking the head.

Squeaker nodded.

"Then did the monsters here have it?"

SCREECH!

This time he shook his head.

"Then what is it?"

"Scree!"

Humans couldn’t be living here.

After thinking for a moment, the answer came easily.

"Don’t tell me... a mine?"

"Scree!"

The head nodded vigorously.

Han Simin’s mouth dropped open.

"Crazy!"

A mine!

In this crazy mountain range?

A frown formed naturally.

Originally, he intended to just go back.

He didn’t have the confidence to catch the monsters residing in such a place. If the fog came down right now, he would have to end his life without even checking the monster that stabbed him if a knife flew from somewhere. There would be nothing more unfair than that.

Above all, he didn’t know if he could get gold by throwing his life away like that, but it didn’t seem likely either.

But if it was a gold mine, the story was different.

A gold mine wasn’t an object held by a monster, at least.

"Is there a monster guarding it by any chance?"

SCREECH!

The head was shaken.

A rope of hope descended from the sky.

The thought of wanting to escape this place as soon as possible was erased from his mind.

"Then it means we can bring the gold just by entering the mine?"

"Scree!"

A nod of affirmation!

"Let’s go in. Transform, then."

SCREECH!

However, Squeaker shook his head at Han Simin’s urging, who was convinced of hope.

It meant there was a problem.

He tried to deny what it was, but he knew.

"They are guys even you can’t beat, right?"

"Scree."

Indeed.

It wouldn’t make sense if things worked out so easily.

He should just be grateful that there were no monsters guarding such a bonanza directly.

However, the road to get there would be rugged.

’Is there no way?’

Internal conflict arose.

If it was completely impossible, he wouldn’t know, but the reality of having to turn back with a gold mine right in front of his eyes...

Wasn’t it too unfair?

Still, born as a man, he should at least try hugging an armful of gold nuggets!

Of course, it wasn’t that there was no way at all.

"Hey, if it’s just you entering, you can enter, right?"

Squeaker nodded.

It was a simple problem.

Since the thing he was holding in his mouth in the first place was gold from the gold mine, it meant Squeaker had entered there somehow.

The problem now was Han Simin, who was dozens of times bigger than Squeaker, stood out easily, and gave off the smell of delicious meat.

But if he was going to do that, he wouldn’t have followed.

He could picture the result without even predicting what would happen if he sent only Squeaker.

’Not a penny of my gold will remain.’

It was obvious the bird would come out burping after eating it all.

Even if Squeaker’s growth was Han Simin’s growth, he couldn’t do such a stomach-aching thing.

Therefore, he decided.

"Let’s go back."

"Scree?"

"I can’t put you in danger."

"Scree!"

Squeaker shook his head violently.

Nevertheless, there was no overturning the decision.

"There will be a way next time too."

Anyway, it’s a mountain range no one can come to.

Even if he comes after growing later, the gold mine that was staying still wouldn’t run away anywhere.

Rather than doing something good for others, he would give up temporarily!

"Let’s go back quickly."

"Scree!"

Even though he persuaded him well, Squeaker kept shaking his head.

"No! I said I’ll give it to you next time! You punk! There’s lots of gold in the territory too. Let’s go eat that and endure a little. Huh?"

"Scree."

After wrestling like that for thirty minutes, Han Simin was able to grasp the meaning of Squeaker shaking his head.

"Ah. So you mean you don’t know the way back?"

"Scree!"

"...Fuck."

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