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[Jeong Si-woo]

[Breaker]

[Lv 110]

[Strength – 405 Agility – 375 HP – 385 Magic Power – 235]

[Resistance – Poison Lv10, Flame Lv6, Curse Lv6, Epilepsy Lv9, Freeze Lv5, Wind Lv5, Earth Lv5]

[Passive Skill – Intuition Lv9, Sight Lv1, Taste Lv1, Chaos Tail Lv3, Ignorance Lv9, Soul Force Lv1, Dragon Warrior Lv8, Heavy Weapon Battle Lv7]

[Active Skill – Nemesis Lv3, Grant Lv39, Heavy Strike Lv38, Combat Charge Lv35, Critical Bullet Lv12, War Cry Lv16, Stone Skin Lv16, Cruel Charge Lv10]

“I really have a taste.... ”

“Yawn……. Congratulations. You must be jealous of Zhang Yuan. ”

Immediately after waking up, Jung Shiwoo sat on his back on the bed, checking the window and was dumbfounded. She's also yawning, preventing her from noticing how long she's been up. It was so cute.

“Anyway, you have skills, so you'll have to try them out. ”

Jung Siwoo jumped up and opened the refrigerator. Two bottles every 10 hours, several dozen bottles, and the potions that were filling them up were delighted to sweep them into the inventory at once and put enough fruit inside... ….

“I'll make you breakfast. ”

“Huh?"

At that moment, Suarin approached behind her back and took her fruit. When Jung Si-woo tilted her head back, she blushed slightly.

“You still haven't eaten properly since the dungeon. While you're resting at the resort, we've got you covered. ”

“If so, it would be me...? ”

Why do you look so happy? What happened? Jung Si-woo tilts his head, but decides to do what she wants. I was very angry, but I had to admit that she was a good cook.

“You're up, sir. ”

Jung Shiwoo and Suarin stood up and Yongseongha, who was stuck in the training ground, pushed out his head. When I looked at the guy who came out with a towel and wiped his slightly sweaty forehead, I noticed that he was running for about five hours.

Was the dragon's dream too late or did the nervous body usually take a long time to recover its breath? Maybe it's both.

“Have you been swinging the spear the whole time? ”

“Yep, boss. No matter how much I flew, I was fine, so I came a little bit. ”

All materials in the training ground have the option of not being destroyed. That's why Yong-saeng came out with electricity, but no noticeable changes were made....

“Are you stupid? ”

“Wouldn't you be angry if your punch didn't break a sandbag at all? ”

“Hmm.”

Jung Si-woo did not say anything more, but followed Yongseongha to the training ground.

On the outside, the training ground, which was about the size of a room, had a substantial space in which another 30-square-foot apartment would fit.

Other than the ring for the duel and the equipment in the gym, such as sandbags, there were also plenty of exercise equipment that were commonly seen in training centers, but of course we didn't know where they were powered and moving.

“I'm starting to get annoyed by myself adapting to this reality. ”

“Sir, would you like to try it? ”

“Hmm.”

The sandbag was one of the things that made him feel nostalgic. As a child, sandbags were an important test measure of his muscle control when he trained in all sorts of dances to control power.

“And I ate a lot of them.... ”

A few years from now, he was able to fully control his power, so that he no longer blew up a sandbag. I haven't touched my sandbag since. But now a sandbag that doesn't need to be controlled, it's ironic.

“Phew… suck! ”

Jung Si-woo clenched his fist and cut it short, striking the sandbag. Yongseha was an unbelievably light blow to the side, but the moment his fist hit the sandbag, a terrible thud erupted and the sandbag soared to the ceiling.

At that moment, a ridiculous level of vibration spread throughout the training ground. If I bend my mighty bridge, I can barely stand it.

“Brother... ”

“Oh, it really doesn't. ”

“How strong are you...? ”

The fact that Mana had lost his balance due to the aftermath of the blow that did not even spare Mana, was just a strange feeling before his pride was destroyed.

This sandbag is no ordinary sandbag. At the level of Jung Si-woo, an underground player, the amount of shock absorption was beyond human understanding. And yet, here I am!

I heard about his status a while back. Of course, with more levels, Status would have grown as well, but the destructive power he just gave was never explainable by itself.

“Hardware is the same. Not all computers are the same. Software. Software. You've been working on your body for over a decade. It'll be just like me. ”

“Hehe, I wish I had a psych ward! ”

Jung Seung-hwa was beating the sandbag alternately with both hands, leaving Yongseongha speaking nonsense. I couldn't practice boxing because the reactions were so severe every time I hit it, but I was lucky for Jingwoo just to find the target to punch with electricity without bursting anything.

‘Physical and mental, hardware and software...'... I'm sure that was enough. But that doesn't explain it anymore. I have Mana now. ’

At the time of Mana's acquisition, everything in Jung Si-woo changed. Enriched with Mana, his body is able to perform even more aggressive movements, and his reaction rate is ridiculously fast. Until now, I had no time to study myself because I was busy in battle.

“For now, I need to focus on the harmony between my body and Mana. ”

“More than that? ”

“Now you're just happy to enhance your body with Mana. ”

Most players were grumbling because they did not achieve the level that Jung Si-woo was satisfied with.

“That's not enough. The dragon in my dream... I made two of them into one. When the body moves, the Mana moves, and when the Mana moves, the body moves. No, I didn't even know them apart. ”

“Is that possible? ”

“I don't know yet. ”

Jung Siu's superpower was fundamentally enhanced by Mana's influence, and it was possible to inject more Mana into it if desired.

However, the body of the dragon was always prevailing, without having to go through a difficult process. It was possible because countless passive and active skills were interacting.

“Yes."

If the body is hardware, the mind is software. If the body is hardware, Mana is software.

If the passive skill is hardware, the active skill is software. In the end, they all become one.

“You're creating a theory. Moreover, to test it... ”

“I know. Not enough magic. Ridiculous. ”

We don't have much time. Therefore, it is not enough to do what Jung Si-woo can do now. One was a skill set of five senses, and the second was a lifestyle of combat agility.

It becomes possible to superficially match the physical and passive skills that are corrected by mastering the senses, and it becomes possible to integrate the active skills with the body by always sprinting through combat. Until now, that was impossible, but now it is possible.

“I don't know how good the taste is, but I've got it, and now all I need is a taste, a hearing, and a touch. ”

“If you do it, I'll do it too! Skills of the five senses, Combat sprinting…… but I'll give it a try with a relatively simple flesh-activating Active Skill. ”

“Yes, I'm sure you'll do better too. Then... ”

Jung Shi Woo stopped his fist, put out one hand and slammed it against the ceiling. He grabbed the coming sandbag and stood it up and turned around.

“Let's eat. ”

“Oh, you're done. ”

You can see Suarin sneaking her head back into the training ground. It was surprisingly pretty to see her head tied down in one piece to prevent interference with the cooking.

“It's weird that that noise doesn't come out of the room. Anyway, both of you eat. ”

“…… Brother. Somehow I'm miserable now. ”

“No, why? It's so frustrating. ”

I couldn't say anything to Suarin, but Suarin in an apron was a charming stepdaughter. 96% of the men who saw him couldn't stand it without falling for him. By the way, Yong-saeng was one of the other 4%.

“I'd rather be a celebrity on TV. ”

“It's better because it's right in front of you. ”

“That… ha. ”

Does Jungwoo not know that Suarine's gaze is only on him, or does he not care even when he knows it? I didn't want to say anything. I didn't want to be punished by Shuarin, but I chose to be silent. It was as if Jung Si-woo would only tilt his head.

“As I was preparing my meal today, I noticed a lot less ingredients. Maybe I should take another look at the chapter. ”

“Let's do it today, then. ”

“Yes! …… hehehe. ”

Well, the smile was unnecessarily refreshing. Jung Si-woo gave up exploring for the reason and sat down at the table. It didn't seem like much time, but the table was really rich.

Roasted pork, potatoes and tofu in a miso with lots of tofu, roasted sweet potatoes, steamed egg tofu... Kim Chi was a commodity because he didn't have time to make it to Kim Jang, but it was too good to think about it.

“I could be a chef. ”

“Go ahead and have a bite. ”

The look on Suarin's face made me think I would know the result even if I didn't taste it...... But I shrugged my shoulders and drank a soup.

The universe opened up in my head.

“Ugh!? ”

“It tastes weird!? It can't be true, but I saw the liver... ”

“Oh, no, that's not it... ”

I forgot my tasting skills! In fact, Jung Si-woo's taste was not very delicate, but he had a dream of a dragon and was open now that his senses were so expanded that he could sense what proportion of the ingredients were put into the misled country.

“It's delicious. Don't ask me any details. I think I can explain why this miso soup is so good in five A4 sheets. ”

“You'll want me to compliment you from the beginning. ”

Suddenly, Shuarin felt very good. She smiles gladly and quickly stood up emptying her bowl, unable to resist staring at Jung Si-woo.

“I'll start training right away. Why don't you two go shopping? ”

“He's trying to get himself into trouble.... ”

“Yes, it doesn't have to be all three. Do that.”

“Tsk, that too. ”

Jung Si-woo was able to test her tasting skills as much as possible with the prize prepared by Suarine. Taste skills were not really a useful skill in practice, but it was also something you had to learn in order to connect with other senses…….

Above all, he thought he could never ignore his tasting skills in order to obtain them. He was very serious about eating, and it eventually made Suarine feel very satisfied.

“Good.”

“You know that, right? ”

Suarin looks at him at the end of the meal and asks him. Jung Siwoo nods tremblingly.

“I do the dishes, right? ”

“Well done.”

Thirty minutes later, Jungwoo finished the dishes and left the resting place with Suarin.

By the time I got to the market and finished shopping, his tattoo began to glow.