God-Tier Enhancement: My Upgrades Never Fail-Chapter 101: Episode 20 _ The Sin of Loving More(4)

7.

Have you ever ridden a galloping horse?

Han Simin hadn’t.

But he felt he roughly knew what that sensation was like.

He was at a loss for words.

This feeling tickled his heart.

What should he do?!

Reason was shouting ’no’, telling him to stop doing crazy things, but instinct was persuading him otherwise.

’Spend just a little more.’

’Are you going to be satisfied with just a hawk?’

’You can’t even properly catch a passing mole right now.’

He fell silent.

He glanced at Squeaker.

It was in the stage of finding its identity as a dragon while floating in the air.

Han Simin played the biggest role in this.

Money!

If he didn’t supply gold—which was food for a Gold Dragon—no matter how outstanding the dragon was, even if it gained enlightenment at some point, it would hit the systemic limits of the game and have to live like this forever.

“Phew.”

There were two choices.

Be satisfied here, or raise it further.

The reason he hesitated was that it was already helpful enough in hunting.

It was a situation that could easily lead to over-investment.

’If I ride it and provide proper support...’

He had the rabbits, and he had needed a mount anyway.

The deliberation dragged on.

He wanted to entrust the decision to someone else!

Should he roll a die?

After pondering for a long time, Han Simin finally made a decision.

“Haah.”

Damn it.

In fact, the answer had been decided from the beginning.

If he hadn’t intended to do it, there wouldn’t have been any hesitation.

“This is why the one who loves more always loses in love.”

He clicked his tongue, shuddering at his own weakness and humanity.

To be swayed by affection like this!

At this rate, he might end up handing over the deed to his house.

While worrying about useless things, he checked his bank balance.

The still-substantial amount soothed his troubled mind.

’Just one million dollars...’

Since when had he reached a level where he could afford such luxury?

Just one million dollars.

It felt like just yesterday, only a few months ago, when he wished he could spend just fifty cents more to drink mineral water instead of ramen broth.

And now, he was thinking about pouring the money he had saved by not buying clothes and skipping meals into a game where it was unclear if he could ever recover the investment.

He was deeply moved.

This was the life he had wanted.

A life where he was ready to spend as much as he wanted if he felt like it!

The transfer was completed successfully.

The balance in his account became $4,200,000, but Han Simin looked further into the future than that.

“Kyu.”

“Kyu?”

“You punk. Your dad is feeding you this well, so if you ignore your dad or abandon him and run away later just because your head got a little bigger, I’ll really sell my entire fortune to form a Dragon Slayer team and come to take your head.”

“...Kyu!”

For that to happen, prior brainwashing had to be the priority.

As the saying goes, never raise a beast with black hair!

Although it was a Golden Dragon and no black hair could be found, Han Simin, whose very nature was unable to trust anyone, scanned Squeaker with suspicious eyes.

’This guy. What if he really leaves later saying he’s going to find his mom?’

That would effectively be doing all the work just to hand the rewards to someone else.

“This won’t do.”

The small seed of distrust that sprouted in his heart grew on its own, making him anxious.

Han Simin turned Squeaker back to the size of a fist, grabbed it with both hands, and began the brainwashing.

“I am your father. Although our biological structures are...”

* * *

Han Simin came out of the capsule for the first time in a while.

“Urghhh.”

A groan escaped his lips naturally.

It was inevitable that his body would struggle to adapt after carrying around hundreds of stats in 『Fantastic World』 and then lying still in one position for days.

Nevertheless, the expensive capsule proved its worth by quickly restoring his comfort.

Ergonomic design!

Automatic brainwave stabilization.

Nutrient injection.

The capsule, packed with technologies one might see in future science, certainly made him feel that buying it for three times the price of regular capsules on the market was worth it.

“Phew.”

Especially at a time like this, when business inside the game was so busy that he barely came out for five minutes a day, the effects shone even brighter.

“I’m going to eat pizza today.”

He ordered delivery first, then washed up with warm water.

The piping hot pizza arrived right on time.

Drying his hair, he sat on the luxurious leather sofa, turned on the large TV he had gotten for free, and tore into the pizza.

“FW viewership ratings must be good.”

The channel was, of course, a game specialty channel!

With the current trend where more than 21 hours out of 24 were filled with 『Fantastic World』 related programs, it was the only channel worth watching in reality.

“The Main Quest is progressing smoothly in other places too.”

Information is money.

For Han Simin, to whom money was life, these tidbits of information were interesting.

The trend across the continent wasn’t a big deal to him, who was closer to the Emperor than anyone else, but events happening among users like this were hard to come across if he lived inside the game all day.

“I need to do some promotion outside the Ain Kingdom too.”

Currently, the hottest kingdom was the Ain Kingdom, home to Han Simin, the number-one-ranked Specialists, and Kenji, who spent money like water. But that didn’t mean other kingdoms were such backwaters that they couldn’t be touched.

In fact, according to the game settings, the Ain Kingdom belonged to the lower tier among kingdoms.

Therefore, thinking that he could live well just in the Ain Kingdom wasn’t a good idea.

The more, the better!

For Han Simin, who held the ideology that earning more was always better, the best scenario was the day when hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands of users would realize the importance of enhancement across the entire continent and cross the land just to have him make a single +15 weapon.

“Hmm.”

’To do that, what should I do?’

Han Simin, having eaten more than half the pizza before he knew it, began to ponder again.

Since it was a brain he hadn’t used a bit for studying in his entire life, it didn’t get overloaded.

You could say he had let it rest for this day.

A sound interrupted his meditation.

DING-DONG.

“Huh?”

’What? Who is it?’

His gaze naturally turned to the clock.

10:30 PM.

It wasn’t particularly late, but was there anyone who would visit him?

’Is it Mom?’

The thought crossed his mind for a moment, but he shook his head involuntarily.

That couldn’t be.

It wasn’t entirely impossible, but after leaving home and living a busy, game-playing life, he had forgotten the existence of family to the point where he wondered if he had become an orphan. Naturally, he hadn’t given them his address after moving.

He fell silent.

’Am I not too much of an unfilial son?’

Sorry, but well.

It was the same for his parents not caring about him.

Stacking the remaining three slices, he headed to the intercom.

“Who is i...”

He couldn’t finish the sentence he tried to ask while taking a bite.

Even without asking, the two faces visible on the intercom revealed their identities.

His empty hand opened the front door.

“Ms. Seolah? Yeseul? What brings you here at this hour...”

“Hello.”

“Why! I told you we were coming!”

“No, I didn’t know you’d actually come.”

“Wow. Your house is still nice.”

Kang Yeseul walked leisurely into the house holding a black plastic bag.

Jeong Seolah followed behind her, sighing.

“Seolah, what’s going on? You’re welcome to come, but can you be here?”

Where did Jeong Hyeonsu go—the guy who would wake up from sleep and drive all the way to Busan to buy sashimi if his sister asked for it—that two women came alone?

It was a good thing for Han Simin, but wasn’t it time to compete with other players for the Main Quest in the Gloomy Forest?

“Did you die, by any chance?”

“...Yes.”

“Whoa.”

Logging out because they had nothing to do and barging into a guild member’s house—the fact that it wasn’t just Kang Yeseul but Jeong Seolah too meant the reason was obvious.

Because they couldn’t enter the game and had nothing to do.

He clicked his tongue and unfolded a table.

He didn’t know how they died, but since they brought chicken and beer, he couldn’t heartlessly send them away.

He quickly tossed the three stacked slices of pizza, half of what remained, into his mouth.

“Oppa, can you eat chicken?”

“Huh? What do you mean?”

“Aren’t you full? Didn’t you just eat a whole pizza?”

“That was dinner. This is for the booze.”

“...Oppa, I really like you.”

To say he was full with food in front of him!

If it were before he turned twenty, he might have understood.

Back then, he could eat whatever he wanted until he was full.

But after becoming independent, he was lucky if he could eat one proper meal a day.

Even now, living with piles of money, didn’t he feel hungry like a beggar who hadn’t eaten for days whenever he came out of the capsule?

He had to eat when he could.

“With this much, I won’t have to come out of the capsule for three days after eating.”

He took a bite of a chicken leg and shoved another one into Jeong Seolah’s mouth.

“No, Oppa! What about me?”

“You eat the chicken breast. I need to eat this.”

“Ugh.”

Complaints burst out naturally at the discriminatory treatment.

But the response of Han Simin, who had neither blood nor tears, did not change.

Then, Kang Yeseul subtly signaled Jeong Seolah with her eyes.

The two had already reached an agreement before coming.

Since it would be too embarrassing for both of them to strip and bark, and Han Simin might feel burdened too, let’s have one person take all the penalty!

And let the other person sit out.

The person who takes the full penalty will check Han Simin’s reaction to see if he’s impotent or not.

The bet was simple.

Kang Yeseul took out a coin and asked.

“Oppa, heads? Or tails?”

“...You mean the coin?”

“Of course.”

“I’ll take...”

The two women swallowed dryly, watching Han Simin deliberate.

50% probability.

The fairest bet to decide the winner.

“Heads.”

“...Argh! What the hell! Why!”

With that firm single word, Kang Yeseul tore at her hair.

* * *

Jeong Seolah, who had been drinking the beer they brought and eating chicken for about two hours, excused herself.

Saying it would be weird to go home alone, she went out claiming she would buy more beer.

A situation where only the two of them remained!

Kang Yeseul asked with a frown.

“No, really, Oppa, why do you like heads?”

“Well. You told me to pick one.”

She did do that.

He wasn’t a man to attach much meaning to things anyway.

Sighing, Kang Yeseul stood up and headed to the empty room.

“Where are you going?”

“I have to do the penalty.”

“What penalty?”

“Ugh! There’s just something.”

’What is she talking about?’

Suddenly, something Jeong Hyeonsu had said in the past flashed through Han Simin’s mind, who hadn’t been thinking much of it.

“Whoa. Don’t tell me that penalty is this penalty right now?”

“What! Do you know what it is?”

“I don’t. But I think I heard something about getting naked and whatnot. Don’t tell me?”

Kang Yeseul, who had opened the door and only poked her head out, sighed.

“Ah, damn. I’m screwed.”

’Why did I make this bet?’

She was already dying of embarrassment, and now she was caught too.

Should she just run away?

But her pride wouldn’t allow that. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

For her, who lived a dynamic life, this was also an experience!

’Ah, whatever.’

Having changed into the prepared outfit, she stepped out of the room.

And she became possessed.

By a dog.

“Woof, woof! Woof, woof!”

She relied on her looks, but there was a time when people told her she should be an actress.

The moment he saw her performing the penalty, Han Simin sprayed his beer.

“Pfft-hahahahaha! What is that? Is that really it?”

“Yes! You jerk. It’s embarrassing.”

“But since when do dogs wear underwear?”

“Hmph. I wore it out of consideration for you, Oppa?”

“Right, right. Good job. Phew. I almost lost my reason and became a beast myself.”

Han Simin naturally picked up his phone and filmed the rare spectacle.

Kang Yeseul’s expression crumpled.

“What’s with that reaction? So bland.”

“Uh-uh. Doggy. Bark more. Woof, woof!”

Kang Yeseul, who had been confidently worrying about what to do if he pounced on her, threw the remaining piece of chicken at him.

* * *