I Returned as an FFF-Class Witch Doctor

Episode 34

“Lonely… Hyena?”

Damian opened his eyes wide as he saw the message floating in front of him.

It was an unforgettable title.

< The Lone Hyena >.

It wasn’t a title that looked good just by looking at the name, but this title was a title that even Demian, who was only 10 years old, had never acquired before.

Not to mention, considering that he didn’t know most of the titles that existed in AC, < Lone Hyena > might have been a better title than he thought.

[Lonely Hyena]

A title given to those who have picked up more than 9999 user-dropped items. He is at the forefront of beautifying the continental environment.

Effects:

– Probability of detecting an item within 100 meters +100%

– Probability of detecting an opponent’s item +100%

– Probability of an opponent dropping a valuable item +100%

Special note: Excessive intake can lead to obesity and various adult diseases. can cause!

“This crazy…!!!”

That is, until Damian confirmed the details.

“A title given to those who have picked up more than 9999 items dropped by users…?”

flash!

Damian narrowed his eyes at the title of < Lone Hyena >.

It was an unusual condition.

When he was a devoted god in his previous life, Damian had been caught up in all sorts of scams in general fields and hunting grounds.

As a result, there had never been a large-scale struggle with various clans and organizations.

It was something that every ranker experienced at least once.

At that time, it was an era where there was no separate era of fierce battles, enough to clash with not hundreds of people, but tens of thousands of people.

However, at that time, there were few cases where he had a ridiculous title like < Extreme >, and accordingly, Damian did not acquire 9999 items of PKed users.

It was the reason he was ignorant of the < Lone Hyena > title.

Of course, it was true that not only Damian, but also AC’s notorious users didn’t think about picking up items individually because they were running away from each other’s enemies.

By the way…

“Did I pick up and eat that much?”

“What are you saying out of the blue, master? Master Scrooge.”

“Do you know Scrooge?”

“A friend told me! Isn’t that a complete miser in the owner’s world!”

“…that’s true, but.”

Damian thought for a while as he rubbed his chin at the effect of the title of < Lone Hyena > for a moment as the mungchi was chattering on his shoulder.

I was a little reluctant because it seemed like a title that treated people like beggars, but it wasn’t even a title that would harm him if you think about it.

“Well… I just needed good performance.”

“But why is your voice trembling, master!”

“Joe be quiet dude!”

“Are you ashamed of the owner? All of them were caught by the owner!”

“Jo, won’t you be quiet?!”

Subtract!

Although it was a title that was a bit unreasonable to brag about to others, the < Lone Hyena > title had quite a bad effect if you didn’t save face.

“Does your body feed you? Money feeds you.”

“That’s right, master.”

And the moment Damian turned off the status window floating in front of his eyes while shaking his head at Mungchi’s words.

“…for a moment.”

flash!

Damian was lost in thought, forgetting that he was about to step into Conneil Village at the thought that suddenly passed through his mind like lightning.

‘Looking at the title I have now… Isn’t it more profitable to PK than to hunt?’

Like the question that passed through his mind, if the < Demonic > title and < Agent of Revenge > were combined with the title of < Lone Hyena >.

It could have been much more profitable to PK a workshop user than to catch a tolerable monster.

‘The size of the guys is about 50 people. Considering that they work rotationally during the day and night, there are a total of 100 people until the night. It is by no means a small number. It doesn’t make sense that the workshop doesn’t work 24 hours a day. Then…’

“It’s pretty good, isn’t it?”

Damian’s eyes widened at the thought he had just thought of.

The smell of money was so strong that it almost stung my nose.

Assuming that a normally functioning workshop farms thousands of items per week, the amount of profit Damian can obtain from the increased production business can be said to be an astronomical amount.

Not to mention, the fact that Jeungsan Industrial Industries, which suffered huge economic losses, would follow him was so obvious that it would not be necessary to predict.

It was the sound of Cheolcheon Jiwon Sujigan.

So…

“I can’t leave any regrets.”

Fuck!

It could be said that Damian’s eyes were shining like those of a beast as he looked over the other side of Sellars Valley, a very natural reaction.

It was because if you did it well, you could get a hold of it firmly, and there was nothing more stupid than leaving the unsatisfactory Eun-Won relationship behind.

“كيف بحق الجحيم يجب …أن أفعل لاستدعاكتكوت….”

Hwaaaak!

Soon, the sound of Damian’s chanting began to resonate through the Fabre Forest.

* * *

“I’m going to turn around.”

The team leader of the night team of Jeungsan Shinup, < Chang Ding Bao >, cursed as he climbed the foot of the mountain.

It was an indescribable look.

Blind eyes, sloppy hair, and clothes covered in dust all over.

Unlike Liang Chaoming, Chang Ting Bao’s party consisted of only ten people, and under the direction of the president, Ming Chen, they were carrying out a large-scale search operation to pursue someone.

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It was a whopping 36 hours of silent search.

“How long do I have to do this?”

“I can’t even see a person, let alone poke my nose.”

When the team members complained, Chang Ding Bao wrinkled his brow.

He, too, was not aware of the dissatisfaction of his teammates.

After Liang Chaoming’s weekly 1 trillion was smashed by someone, Mingchen was angry like fire, and that day wasn’t so crazy that a sharp wind broke out in the office for a while.

Even more so, when it was known that it had been caused by only one Han Guoren, Ming Chen stopped all work that day and ordered him to pursue that Han Guoren.

It was the reason they were struggling like this.

“Be patient. If you deal with that bastard, everything will be solved.”

“That’s right, but…”

“It’s okay. I’ve said that I don’t listen anymore. Did you know!”

“…I went and picked it up.”

When one of his subordinates kept his mouth shut, Chang Ding Bao turned his head.

In fact, it was unavoidable for him.

Despite the 36-hour-long search without warning, they have no choice but to repeat the torture of hope with no promise.

It could be said that this was because Chang Ting Bao was also well aware of Ming Chen’s temper, and he was also well aware that his body could be scattered all over China as pieces of a log.

It was universally common that the position of the common Eul was similar everywhere.

“But why don’t we give you a return spell? Then it would be comfortable.”

“Will you give us that expensive one? Think about it, Ganna bastard.”

When someone grumbled from behind, Chang Ting Bao replied without looking back.

That was stupid.

In this silent search they are currently conducting, 5 groups of 10 people are scattered to search the valley in the north, south, east and west.

In the meantime, returning to the village could be said to not only make a hole in the network of heaven and earth, but also to be of no help to the work.

In fact, even if it helped, it was something I couldn’t do.

Sellars Valley is a place where it is difficult to come back once you return, and the order to return to the village costs a whopping 50,000 gold per sheet.

It was because it was a precious item that was circulated only with the supply of < Refre Merchant >, which almost monopolizes the entire transportation business on the continent.

“So don’t talk empty-handed and take a closer look. When do you get off work with this…?”

Pop!

Chang Ting Bao, who was walking in the front, stopped.

It was because of an unknown feeling of incongruity.

I didn’t think much of it until just now, but when I heard it, I felt something strange.

‘Just… someone said…’

And Chang Ding Bao was able to realize that the voice he was talking about on the return order was a voice with an unfamiliar accent that he had never heard in his life.

“Why aren’t you moving forward?”

“…”

It was a dry, low-pitched voice, not the Korean-Chinese accent.

‘Such a fucking foot.’

A voice echoed from behind, and Chang Ting Bao bit his lip.

You should have noticed from the start.

This unknown tension, like walking on a blade, and this creepy silence that covers the entire forest.

And Chang Ding Bao finally felt that he couldn’t feel a single sign of his nine subordinates, and began to put his hands on his waist with the utmost composure he could.

“I don’t think I would pull that out.”

“…!”

And an unfamiliar voice rang in Chang Ting Bao’s ears.

“Such a fucking bird… Aaaaaaa!!”

Fuck!

When Chang Ding Bao turned around, there was a dull sound.

It was the sound of a knee breaking.

Before Chang Ding Bao could pull out his dagger, the unidentified black figure kicked his hamstrings, broke his stance, and swung a fist to his face!

“Keep… Ugh…!”

cooong!

And Chang Ting Bao could feel his body being slammed into the tree with a shock that seemed to distort his face.

‘What… power…!’

It was such a terrifying strength that it made me lose consciousness instantly.

“It’s crazy fast.”

When Chang Ding Bao was sprawled on the floor, the new chicks attacked him.

It happened in an instant.

Chang Ding Bao’s limbs were bound with thick ropes, and at the same time, he forcibly inserted a wad of cloth into his mouth that he did not know where he had obtained.

“Ugh!! Eupup!!”

“Stay still, human!”

And as Chang Ding Bao watched the shadow fall over his head, he finally saw the boar-headed user he had been searching for so long standing in front of him.

“Hey dude. You almost got caught.”

“Isn’t that because the owner couldn’t make the smoke dirty!”

A muscular boar head reminiscent of a half-man, half-beast.

It was Damian.

‘Since when…’

Chang Ting Bao rolled his eyes while Damian and Mongchi were talking.

It was according to his intuition.

Nine of his subordinates, except for himself, had long since disappeared, and he was the only one lying on the ground among the mountains.

In addition, the fact that he, the < Ranger >, was a secret surprise attack enough to be fooled without even knowing a mouse or a bird was proof that Damien’s skills were not so shallow.

「Report to battalion commander number 3.」

「Bia!」

「Where are they located?」

「Beep!」

「Good. So that you can reinforce your guard until the main officer defeats them.”

In other words, Damian summoned as many as dozens of new chicks through the level 1 < Corse Code >, and based on the information network spread throughout Sellars Valley, Damian It was a reverse (逆) heavenly desire to assassinate the people one by one.

“It’s a bunch. Patient, roll up your arms.”

“Okay, master!”

“Growl?!”

At Damian’s words, Munchhi moved his forearms, and Chang Ting Bao raised his eyes.

It was because of what was in Damian’s hand.

A long handheld hand about the size of a finger with a thick green liquid at the tip that casts sharp light even in the dark.

“Here~ it’s a little stingy~.”

“Euuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!”

Fu-wook!

And when Damian injected an injection into his forearm, Chang Ting Bao’s limbs were bound and his body began to wriggle and squirm like crazy.

[Notification: Abnormal condition!]

[Notification: Your character has been < poisoned >!]

[Notification: HP is gradually decreasing!]

“Turn it off!!!!!!”

In short, this crazy wild boar-headed human had poisoned needles all over his body as if he were conducting a biological experiment against himself.

“boy. It’s tough.”

“…?!”

“It’s just starting, dude. Eat your heart out.”

“──────────!”

Fu-wook!

And…

Damian’s poison needle penetrated Chang Ding Bao’s body again.