Raising a Newbie and changing it [BL] - Chapter 82
[Sighs] –; I knew it.
[LETTA] LOL
The guilders were as excited as they could be by a glance. Sung Cha-hyun rubbed his eyes and hit the message.
[Intellectual] Verified
The number dropped immediately. And on the cell phone screen,
Choi Soo-bin’s number came to mind.
Sung turned his cell phone upside down and put it down on his desk. Jiaying- The cell phone kept ringing without getting tired of it. I didn’t want to get it. Triedly ignored and turned his back.
I went to the kitchen with an empty cup of water and opened the refrigerator. As soon as I was about to take out the bottled water, I noticed a glass container in the middle of the refrigerator. He reached out his hand like he was possessed and pulled out the container. There was a post-it attached to the lid of the container containing half a piece of porridge.
[Call me when you’re done, brother. I’ll pick it up.]
It was neat and pretty.
Sung Cha-hyun looked into Post-it for a long time. And then, Pock, took it off roughly. I meant to crumple.
I gave strength to my hands, but I couldn’t even crumple and lost strength. Unknown feelings choked me up. My throat was choked up and my eyes were blurred. He shut his mouth tight. He swallowed a curse word and choked up his throat. Yeah, shit. It’s time to admit it.
Sung Cha-hyun likes Choi Soo-bin.
So I’m sad.
Unbelievably.
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Anger is my power.
Sung Cha-hyun looked at the post-it. It was a common yellow post-it, and it was useful, but it was crumpled and couldn’t be thrown away. Eventually, he put a post-it on the refrigerator door and returned to the front of the computer with a water bottle on his side.
I pressed the power button on the computer and leaned my back on the chair. It was the first time I felt upset like this, so I needed to clean up. Sung Cha-hyun hit the desk with the tip of his index finger.
I was embarrassed that hope and Hiljulang are the same person, and I thought they were hiding their identity and came back to Hiler, so I was dumbfounded, and I understood that if I revealed my wish, I would get confused. It was also true, however, that I felt sad and upset because I knew the existence of hope, but I suddenly appeared and wondered why I was doing this.
Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap. Before I knew it, I was beating on the desk with my three fingers. The feeling of the roller coaster ride quickly changed into a familiar one.
How… how ridiculous?
I stopped beating on the desk.
It’s a little disgusting.
I clenched my fist. Blood stood on the back of my hand.
The more I think about it, the more I get angry.
No, I can understand everything else. Actually I don’t understand, but I can try anyway. But one thing.
Choi Soo-bin was able to say that he was a wish.
We met several times not only in the game but also in the real world, and we ate, drank, put them to sleep at home, and even brought porridge and medicine to the sick person’s house. Even before Choi revealed her wish, the last person she met was Sung Cha-hyun.
If Sung Cha-hyun had not known the existence of hope, he would have done so if he had not revealed it, but he knew it well. I knew too well. To the extent that I’ve repeatedly urged him to join the guild.
Thinking about it made me angry again. Zhuge Liang, the epitome of Samseongcho-ryeo, also sent an OK sign when Yu-bi visited for the third time, and Choi Su-bin was more than Zhuge Liang. The third time, he was permanently suspended after saying he would think about it. It was so ridiculous that I wondered if it was a new method of rejection. Sung Cha-hyun covered his eyes with his palm.
No, but I thought we were close.
Am I the only one who thought that?
He mused on the flesh of his mouth. Yes, because she was a partner healer who appeared like a miracle, and Choi Soo-bin was so nice to her, and she misunderstood because her face was her taste. I’m confused, excited, nice, and like. When I came to a conclusion, my mouth waned. Without showing off, Sung turned to the monitor.
You must have finished organizing your thoughts, it’s time to visit the inquiry board after a long time. Though he was almost dumped as soon as he realized how much he liked him, he was a man who could sublimate his anger and anger by force.
Sung turned on the bulletin board of the Asta Chronicles homepage. The familiar white background input window gave a sense of stability. I felt as if I had come back to my hometown. He calmly began to write down each letter.
[Title: I bought a bundle of random boxes, but I got two bundles in my inventory]
It’s great.
Sung Cha-hyun saw the title showing off the Urgro comparable to the golden armor of a tin robot. Even if you know it’s agro, you have no choice but to press it. Even if you write a double bath in the title, or a drop of tears in each reader, you won’t be able to win. Already, GM Lingling was surprised and was hurriedly clicking on the inquiry.
If you had dragged Agro under the title, you would have succeeded. The only thing left is to use the time to memorize the words to increase the list of blockers and to open the keyboard instead of the mouth. It was possible to write down whether the efforts so far paid off or not to be blocked.
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Title: I bought a bundle of random boxes with 2 bundles in the inventory
I wrote the title like that by mistake. I’m sorry, so I’ll post this and buy another batch of random boxes. Anyway, the reason why I wrote the title by mistake is simple.
Guild members of the Nostri Server Main Branch must be permanently suspended. It would be faster to just order a van at the guild level. The main guild is nothing but a pest that harms the reputation of the Asta Chronicles. All you do is find bugs and abuse them. They say dog poop is used for medicine, but if you use it as a medicine, you’ll die of poop poisoning, so why should I leave a main post that’s worse than dog poop? That’s what I think. I think it is time to dismantle the main guild and permanently suspend all guild members.
It’s the first mythological first clear, but you broke it with a bug. I even posted it here and there to show it off. I know that the game company will conduct an interview when the first clear engineering college comes out. Even the first mythological laden, how much you prepared… But isn’t all that preparation going to waste? I know you’re looking at the website. Bug Clear is sure, so I don’t think it’s a waste of energy to hit a permanent stop right away so they don’t even have time to move items. I don’t think we’re going to impose such unreasonable sanctions, Team Leader Wang. Wouldn’t there be an article if it happened? A reporter I know said there’s nothing to write about these days. Thank you anyway.
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The fingers moved lightly as if they had wings on their hands. Sung smiled satisfactorily and pressed the writing button.
[Are you sure you want to post your inquiry?]
Yes.
[No slang available.]
I wrote that I would use it as moderately as possible, but I felt like I used slang without realizing it. I don’t know what swearing is, but we can fix it. Sung Cha-hyun pressed “Confirm” without thinking much,
Return to the Create screen.]
Nothing, a familiar, friendly white input window welcomed him.
The scribbled text had disappeared like cotton candy washed in the water.
Sung blinked a couple of times. It was like Choi Soo-bin’s face in a white input window. He swept down his face and sighed long. And banged the desk.
You’re such a slang-tongued bastard who’s blowing up the whole story.
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Sung Cha-hyun was quick to compromise with reality. They decided to change the text while keeping the title “Urggro.” [Please grant me a permanent seat (link)] was pasted about 10 times. It was annoying to rewrite long writings, and there was no need to write sincerely because macro answers would come back anyway.
I checked that the inquiry was posted and turned on the Asta Chronicles. After a short loading, I saw guild members huddled together with familiar scenery of Guild Castle. Except for Sung Cha-hyun and office worker Guild One, all guild members were logged on. Of course, Hiljulang and Malang. As I moved my character to approach him, guild members pretended to know him.
[North Korean Cheese Burger: Ah~~~~]
[Can Robot: ᄒᄋ]
[North Korean Cheese Burger: I’ve been through it;;;;;]
[North Korean Cheese Burger: Read????]
[Intellectual: ᄒᄋ]
[Intellectual: ᄋᄋ]
[Huridisco: Hathlese]
[Huridisco: I’ve already spoken ill of my place]
[Huridisco: Should I swear again to listen to Mrs. Gil?]]
[Intellectual: ᄂᄂ]
[OvO: ᅲᅲᅲ]ᅲᅲᅲᅲᅲᅲ길마니뮤ᅲᅲᅲᅲᅲᅲᅲ]]]]]]
[Hx: Changing people’s attitudes]
[Hx: I’m getting goosebumps every time I see it…Haha]
[LETTA: LOL]
[LETTA: Original]Well, then.
Hill Julang, who would normally have been next to him, stood in his place like a rock on the ground. Sung Cha-hyun quit after thinking about patting his hair as usual. Instead, he invited tin robots and merchants to the party. A flag mark appeared on the heads of the three characters.
(slrspdla: What is it?)
(Intellectual: Steering Committee Meeting)
(Can Robots: You’re Sick.)
(intellectual: drugged)
(Intellectual: All public opinion is that the main post is not a puckle?)
(slrspdla: ᄋᄋ))
(Slrspdla: There’s a lot of talk about portrait feeding.)
(Slrspdla: It’s the first SHINHWA-RAD PUKLE, so everyone was looking forward to it.)
(Slrspdla: It’s a bugle. LOL. LOL.)
(slrspdla: It was a kind of race, but the main seat ruined it.)
(Intellectual: Well, as far as I can tell)
(Intellectual: The post is too sure)
(intellectual: no other opinion can be reached.)
(Can Robot: ᄋᄋ님이님이)
(Can Robots: You’re a good writer. There’s nothing to refute.)
The tin robot nodded. A merchant wearing a bear mask nodded. Yes, Choi Soo-bin is good at writing. Sung turned the game screen a little, briefly looking at Hiljulang’s character, and then turned it back to normal.
(Intellectual: Main seat?)
(Can Robots: On the Sleeping Street)
(Can Robots: The wish was granted because of the bug.) What’s going on?
(Can Robot: Comments coming up.)
(Can Robots: Like a headwind angle from the main left)
(Intellectual: LOL)
(Intellectual: To bury such a thing)
