It was the day Eugene decided to visit a high-end entertainment establishment he found through an illegal site.
SW Room.
Kim Jin-chul, the manager of the famous Gangnam venue, clicked his tongue quietly as he saw Kang Eugene approaching.
SW Room didn't accept just any new customer. The manager had to meet and evaluate them first. This meticulous screening process was what allowed SW Room to maintain its reputation as a top-tier establishment.
Most of the clients visiting SW Room were people with high social status.
'What's this guy's deal? Why is his suit so messy? Does he even have money?'
Eugene had just come from a sauna. He didn't care about his wrinkled suit. He was going to take it off anyway, so why bother? The cleanliness of his body was more important to him than his clothes.
"Um... Mr. Oh Moo-han?"
Oh Moo-han was the alias Kim Jin-chul used for business. Given that SW Room offered illegal services, he had to be cautious.
"Yes, I'm Oh Moo-han. Are you Mr. Kang Eugene?"
"Yeah. I want to go to the SW Room. I brought 20 million won in cash."
Eugene pulled out a wad of cash from his pocket. It was indeed a large sum, but Kim Jin-chul found the situation suspicious.
First, he came alone.
The SW Room accepted regular people if they passed the vetting process. However, solo clients were unheard of. Most came in groups of at least three.
'…What's his game? Is he a reporter?'
Second, the vibe was off. SW Room clients generally exuded one of two auras: arrogance or nervousness. Seong Yoo-jin was neither. It was something Kim Jin-chul had never encountered.
Third, he was very young, looking no older than a college student. SW Room's clientele was usually in their thirties or older.
Fourth, he didn't have a car. Fifth, he carried the cash loosely in his pocket.
'…Is he planning to have a blast and then commit suicide?'
As ridiculous as it sounded, the entertainment business sometimes threw up bizarre scenarios.
"Mr. Kang Eugene, are your friends elsewhere?"
"I came alone."
His response was laced with irritation.
Kim Jin-chul made up his mind.
"I'm sorry, but we don't accept solo clients."
"What?"
Kim Jin-chul flinched. Eugene's eyes turned from indifferent to dangerously sharp in an instant.
'This guy is dangerous!'
Kim Jin-chul subtly stepped back and clenched his fist behind his back, signaling the nearby security guard.
"You don't take solo clients? Can't you see the cash in my hand? Why the sudden change? Bring your boss here, you bastard."
Kang Eugene spat out his words in frustration.
"Haha... Please calm down."
Just then, the security guard Kim Jin-chul had signaled appeared.
"Hah! does this kid know where he is? This isn't a place for a punk wet behind the ears."
In short, he was a gangster. With a shaved head, a threatening demeanor, and an unbuttoned suit, he looked every bit the part.
"And who the hell are you?"
Kang Eugene glared at the gangster.
The gangster flinched, then bent his waist at a 90-degree angle toward Eugene.
"I'm sorry, sir! I didn't recognize you in the dark!"
"...Sir?"
Eugene muttered, bewildered. He thought about himself. A genius hacker involved in illegal activities, but not a gangster.
"Yes, sir. I've heard about you from the higher-ups!"
"Is it Manager Park Chan-sung? Whatever. Don't call me sir."
"Then, what should I call you?"
"Don't call me anything, you idiot."
Kim Jin-chul's face was drenched in cold sweat.
The gangster belonged to the Tuseong gang, which controlled most of Seoul.
A proud member of Korea's top gang had bowed at the sight of this man.
'What have I done?'
He had thought the man was strange, but it turned out he was someone who could make gangsters bow! Kim Jin-chul desperately tried to figure out how to handle the situation.
"So, when is the boss coming?"
"S-Sorry! I made a mistake! Please forgive me!"
Kim Jin-chul immediately kneeled down. He was even ready to grovel if needed.
"…Hah!"
Seong Yoo-jin sighed in exasperation and asked Kim Jin-chul.
"…Mr. Oh Moo-han. Where is SW Room?"
"The building with the red car in front. I sincerely apologize for my mistake."
"Enough. I'm going in."
Eugene walked towards the building housing SW Room. Kim Jin-chul only stood up after he saw him enter. He then looked at the gangster and asked,
"Is he a high-ranking member of Tuseong?"
"No, he's not a member."
"Then what…?"
"They say he's a killer."
"A killer?!!"
Kim Jin-chul shouted in shock and looked around. Thankfully, there was no one nearby.
He lowered his head and asked quietly,
"Is he really a killer?"
"Yeah, a couple of days ago, the higher-ups showed us his picture and told us to be cautious. They said he kills people without batting an eye."
"Holy shit…."
"Oh, and they said he really loves women and night bars. We were told to just turn a blind eye if we saw him. Hey! Where are you going?"
"To give him some complimentary service!"
***
Back at Kang Eugene's house, I sat at my computer.
But instead of turning it on, I scribbled something on a random piece of paper and placed it in front of the monitor.
Goal: 1 billion won! Make sure to earn it!
"This should get my avatar to earn money, right?"
I smiled in satisfaction.
The more I thought about it, the more brilliant the idea seemed. My initial intelligence score of 1 didn't make sense.
"Intelligence must refer to book smarts."
No matter how I thought about it, intelligence was about academic ability. I had always been terrible at studying. I was always last in class during exams.
Even when I tried my best, I barely avoided being last, but my grades never improved. Especially in math, I often scored zero, even in high school. Damn! How could I get everything wrong, even when guessing?
'My mom used to say I picked up food from the ground and ate it when I was very young, but… That's ancient history.'
That had nothing to do with intelligence. All the kids did that.
'I have an IQ of 90, but that test was a joke. If I took it now, I'd score at least 100.'
In short, I thought intelligence was about mental math or something. Since I was terrible at math, that made sense.
'What's the point of being good at mental math? You need a good body to enjoy sex.'
The conclusion was that raising my libido stat was more worthwhile than increasing intelligence.
"End play."
***
[Ending Play]
[Calculating experience]
[Kim Mi-ok's affinity level is 1]
[Shin Hye-jin's affinity level is 2]
[You have gained 1 bonus point for reaching affinity level 2]
[....]
[Level up.]
[Level up.]
[You have gained 14 points.]
Back in reality, I smiled and immediately took out my smartphone. I paused the 'Vampire Detective' play life.
"Let's boost libido first!"
[Seong Eugene]
[Level: 12]
[Stats]
[Strength: 10]
[Stamina: 10]
[Agility: 7]
[Intelligence: 2]
[Libido: 10]
[Available points: 17]
It seemed like a small amount of points for spending a week in the leisure world, but considering no time had passed in reality, I was positive.
But then my face scrunched up in frustration.
[It costs 2 points to increase libido]
[Do you want to increase the libido stat?]
"…Shit!"
I hesitantly clicked on the Strength stat.
[To increase Strength, you need 2 points]
[Do you want to increase Strength?]
I gripped my phone tightly and bit my lip as I increased my Agility stat.
[Seong Yoo-jin]
[Level: 12]
[Stats]
[Strength: 10]
[Stamina: 10]
[Agility: 10]
[Intelligence: 2]
[Libido: 10]
[Available Points: 14]
[To increase Agility, you need 2 points]
[Do you want to increase Agility?]
As expected, it took twice the points to increase a stat from 10 to 11. If my prediction was correct, it would probably take 3 or 4 points to increase a stat once it hit 20.
"…Damn it! Was the point cost a foreshadowing?"
I knew this was balanced.
In hindsight, points were relatively easy to earn. Just enjoying a bit of play granted basic points. I had earned 14 points over a week in the Play World.
"I need to use points more carefully."
[Seong Yoo-jin]
[Level: 12]
[Stats]
[Strength: 10]
[Stamina: 10]
[Agility: 10]
[Intelligence: 2]
[Libido: 15]
[Available Points: 4]
I carefully increased my Libido by 5 points.
"I'm planning to have fun with more than 10 girls, so my stamina needs to be high."
The remaining 4 points.
After much consideration, I decided to go for the random draw.
"Four consecutive draws! Let's go!"
[Soft Tissue]
[A roll of tissue as soft as silk]
[Spicy Cup Noodles]
[A deliciously spicy cup of ramen]
[Holy Water]
[Drinking or applying this may bring good luck]
[Potential Potion]
[Consuming this might awaken some latent potential. You might discover unexpected talents]
"This isn't too bad."
I was worried all four would be duds, but Holy Water and the Potential Potion were reassuring. The Potential Potion, in particular, was promising.
"My potential, huh…"
I picked up the Holy Water first. It was a simple glass bottle holding about 0.5L of water.
"Drink or apply it?"
I stripped naked and ran to the bathroom. Then, I poured the Holy Water over my dick. It looked just like regular water.
"Heh! Now I have a holy cock."
A soft glow enveloped my dick.
"Wow!"
I was impressed. It really had become a holy dick. But then, I started to worry. A glowing dick might freak out the girls.
"Can I cancel this? I don't want a radioactive cock."
I checked the [Play Life] app. My avatar's dick was also glowing softly. And there was a message on the screen.
[Your cock has been imbued with holy power.]
[Remaining time for holy power: 59:20]
"…Whew~ So it's like an enchantment. Thank God!"
I was relieved as I walked back to my room, my glowing cock swinging with every step.
I used the Soft Tissue to dry off my cock. The tissue was incredibly soft. So soft that I couldn't tell if it was silk or tissue. I might get addicted to this tissue.
"Now for the Potential Potion."
Gulp!
It had no taste. It felt like drinking plain water.
I waited, expecting some sort of change. But after a minute, nothing happened. I checked the app.
[No potential was detected]
"Fuck!"