Bjorn Yandel the Barbarian

Chapter 91

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It’s been almost 5 months since I woke up in another world.

If you count the days spent in the labyrinth, the feeling of time increases even more.

A lot has happened in the past.

I killed a man for the first time and I killed a monster. Besides that, he has done many savage things to survive.

But is the essence of a modern man the same?

Tap tap tap tap tap!

As soon as you finish entering your password, your little finger will naturally press enter.

And I realize one thing and am startled.

‘Is this… my body?’

It’s not the rough, thick hands of a barbarian.

It was even less of a warrior’s body with rock-like muscles attached to his broad shoulders.

Lee Han-soo’s body is 175 cm tall and has an average weight, soft skin and skin.

It was the moment I realized this.

“Evil fuck!”

I felt the floor suddenly collapse and my body was sucked into something.

When I woke up, it was dark everywhere.

It wasn’t that strange since I’d experienced it often in the labyrinth, but…

click.

The sound of a switch being pressed is heard and the surroundings become brightly lit.

Surprisingly, I was in my room.

Lee Han-soo’s room where I was enjoying games until I was brought here.

‘……So what are you going to do?’

Once I checked my surroundings.

The bookshelf, the computer, the slightly yellowed bed…

I went out and looked at the kitchen/living room and even the bathroom, and everything matched my memory.

‘Ah then, can that be…?’

I opened the refrigerator door with a gasp.

For some reason, the inside was filled with only chilled cans of cola.

I want to know what kind of harmony it is, but I didn’t think deeply about it.

How can you put up with this?

Click chii-i-i-

it is a sound that makes you feel refreshed just by listening to it.

Even if I put up with everything else, how much have I missed this all this time. I quickly poured it into my mouth in case it would disappear before my eyes.

By the way…

‘Nimiral.’

I can’t feel the taste.

There is no lingering sensation as if the neck is being cut in half.

It just feels like a tasteless, odorless liquid is rushing down your throat.

It was a time when I couldn’t hide my disappointment.

Ding-dong –

The doorbell rings.

When I checked through the intercom, there was a white woman with blonde hair.

It’s not a religious invitation.

I was about to say ‘Who are you?’

“who are you?”

Judgment that I might be able to infer that I am a barbarian by listening to the way I speak.

‘But why is it so awkward?’

I just said it normally, but it feels like a thorn is growing in my throat.

Before long, the answer came back over the intercom.

[These are the Soul Queens who serve as guides for the Ghostbusters. Is it okay if I go in?]

Hmm, I didn’t know it was a system like this.

Hurry up and open the door before something looks bad.

But what is this again?

“Hey, why are you going inside the wall?”

“Oh, was this a wall? It just looks like a white space to me.”

Are you talking about the space you saw earlier?

It is said that it is a spiritual world, and some mysterious rules operate in this space.

As I was guiding him to the living room with a rough direction, the woman exclaimed exclamation.

“You’re amazing. No matter how faintly you can see the shape.”

“Form?”

“This place. Maybe that way…”

“You can just keep calling it that way.”

“…if that’s the case.”

True to the content of the letter, which guarantees anonymity, the woman did not show any regrets despite my euphemistic refusal.

“Anyway, this space is the embodiment of what you imagined. It is the place that the inner spirit comes to mind first. It usually becomes the space where you feel most comfortable psychologically.”

“So what?”

“It’s usually visible to others. Occasionally, there are people who have strong defense mechanisms, but I was still able to recognize the shape…” The

woman looks at me curiously.

I don’t know if it’s curiosity or a boundary, but I decided to go over the contradiction first.

“Then what happened to you ringing the bell earlier? You said you couldn’t see it?”

“I guess that’s how it was expressed. I didn’t ring any bells. I just called them as soon as I got to this white space. Do you understand?”

To be honest, I know roughly what you’re talking about, but I don’t know at all.

So I just smiled awkwardly and nodded my head.

“Thanks for your kind words.”

“It’s fortunate. In fact, it’s a concept that’s difficult for even wizards to understand, so I’m at a loss every time how to explain it.”

Anyway, since she was a guide and introduced herself, I asked what I was curious about comfortably.

“Ah, but what if the password is wrong?”

I noticed it, but there must be some people who can’t write down the password.

“That’s it? It’s nothing special. It’s just a gimmick. Few people get their passwords right before I come in the first place like you.”

“……?”

“Whether I enter the password or not, I have to come and check it anyway.”

By the way, the confirmation she said was simple.

Can you tell the difference just by looking at it?

I wondered if I had a special ability, but I realized it when I saw myself now.

A navy blue suit that fits snugly to the body.

It was a dress my ex-girlfriend bought me to celebrate getting a job.

‘Is there a difference from the clothes…….’

Well, as soon as I saw this woman, I knew that she was a modern person, so the other person must have been the same.

“Wow, you’re really quick-witted. This is where the difference between players and NPCs begins.”

“NPC?”

“It’s a slang term for the locals. Anyway, the difference between the two is not just the clothes, but once you enter this space, you can clearly see it. It’s the first time you can’t see anything like this, but…” “Usually, you can tell by looking at the room

. That there is.”

“Yes. There are Rockstar posters attached to NPCs’ rooms, and that’s not going to happen, right?

I understand.

With this type of verification, it would be almost impossible for locals… so NPCs to hide their identities and come in.

“Then am I passing?

” Of course.”

I was worried because I couldn’t see the room because of a defense mechanism, but the woman nodded without hesitation.

Seeing that, I realized one more thing.

Clothes, tone of voice, and this image space.

Other than these, there are sure ways to distinguish NPCs. ‘ It’s probably

for security reasons that you won’t tell me.’

“Now then… You’ve officially become a member of our Ghostbusters.” ”

By the way, who came up with the name Ghostbusters?”

“Yes. such a person Do you want to have all these cheesy names? I said that please let it be a different name…….”

I thought it was a very sensible name,

so I asked … Are you doing it from

I awkwardly nodded.

I can’t agree with the impression of a disgusting name, but I can pretend to agree.

Acting consciously has been my main specialty since before.

“Definitely… an unusual name.”

“Isn’t that right? Ah, how far did you talk……”

Soon after, the woman returned to the main topic and continued talking.

“Ah, we can’t use the method of forcibly separating and killing the soul like an NPC who sneaked in. Instead, we can banish it so that it will never be summoned here again, so if you have time, be sure to familiarize yourself with the rules.”

Afterwards, the woman explained the basic method for using the Ghostbusters community. “

Do

you have a computer?

“You saved time. Go ahead and turn it on.”

When I turned on the computer as instructed, a window popped up instead of the familiar OS screen.

“Oh wait. That code is……”

After entering the code the woman called, the window moved to the page where you could assign a nickname.

“All you have to do is create a nickname here. Once you create it, you can never change it, so be careful.”

um what do you do?

I was worried, but the woman gave me some advice.

“You did Stone Iven, right? There are many people who use the nicknames they used there. My nickname, Soul Queens, came from that.”

Stone Iven.

Like the Manggame community, the regeneration rate on the main bulletin board was less than 30 per day

.

I was the same.

‘It’s not a real name, it’s an ID, so can I use a nickname there?’

Soon I wrote down my nickname and hit enter.

By the way…

[This is a nickname that cannot be used.]

“Oh, I see someone is using that nickname.”

what? Are you using that nickname?

I didn’t understand at all, but I decided on a nickname by changing one spelling. The woman saw my nickname and only smiled meaningfully.

“Whoops, do you think he’s a fan?”

Pan? what is this again

The explanation of the tea woman, who wanted to ask in detail, followed immediately.

Descriptions of how to use the community in the future.

“Now then, I’ve told you everything I’d like to tell you about. Now I’m going to go, so please feel free to use it. If you have any problems, please contact us 1:1!”

Soon after, a woman with the nickname Soul Queens left.

At some point, I was left alone again in a room.

After completing the tutorial, I looked around the community without difficulty.

[Birth of men in their 20s and 30s]

[United States of America]

[Beast tribes gather]

[Wizardry]

[Hangouts]

There were several chat rooms currently active.

If you choose any of these and go in, you’ll be able to talk to them?

It was a futuristic yet fantasy system.

‘Some rooms have level restrictions or passwords.’

To get used to this place, I chose a random room and went in as a test.

[New Room]

A unique room where only those who have been in the community for less than a year can enter, not a level restriction.

I chose it because I think there are many people like me.

Tadak.

The moment you double-click.

A bright light emanated from the monitor.

And like the day I woke up in the body of a barbarian mid-game.

When I came to my senses, I was in an empty lot.

***

Ddadatdadadadat –

An empty lot with a bonfire raging in the center as if on a campfire.

Fifteen people are standing nearby.

all are men

I mean, how many girls have been playing this kinky, hardcore game?

“Oh, you’re new!”

The eyes that gather with my appearance.

Whites, yellows, blacks.

Although the race is more diverse than expected…

After living in a different world for several months, a sense of kinship with people from the same hometown blooms first.

Was it the same over there?

“Which country are you from?”

“Ah, Korea.”

“I see! Welcome!”

I took a quick look around and checked my surroundings.

There was no racist gaze at all, and the atmosphere was purely welcoming to newcomers.

‘Is that a nickname above your head?’

Translucent letters were floating above people’s heads,

and then a black man dressed in a neat suit came up to me and said,

“It’s a little empty, isn’t it? There are no points to decorate. This is Darkman, the room leader. Could you set your nickname disclosure setting and briefly introduce yourself?”

“Nickname disclosure?”

“It looks like this is your first time in this room. Just think you will. In the community, there is power in clear cognition and thinking.”

Clear cognition and thinking…….

Can I just use an active skill?

‘Disclose your nickname.’

As I muttered that inwardly, people’s eyes turned to my head.

Now they can see my nickname.

But…

“Hello. This is Elf Nunna.”

Thinking it was an anonymous space anyway, the moment I revealed my nickname.

“…….”

“…….”

A chilly silence covers the empty lot.

And after a while.

“Elf sister? !”

“The guy who wrote the crazy stat summary?”

“Uh… wasn’t that guy from the game company?”

“As expected, he was Korean! Did you know I would?”

“Hey! Is it real? Is it really him?”

For some reason, there was a commotion.

However, before I could grasp the situation, I quietly exhaled a long breath.

‘Whoa…’

What is this?