Chapter 257: The One Who Doesn’t Clear The Stages (3)
Before my regression, Yoo Soo-Ha had cleared the thirty-eight floor on his own. At that time, I didn’t even get to be the backup, let alone join the expedition team. I was just a low-level Hunter who didn’t even make it into the rankings, so I had no chances to become part of the strategy team. I found out how exactly he cleared the floor a lot later when I read an interview of his.
“You’re asking how I cleared the thirty-eighth floor? It was fucking easy-peasy. Just do nothing.The boss monster on the floor isn’t designed to kill. You know, he’s like an invincible boss monster in a game's tutorial. You can’t take the bastard down unless you cheat or mod the game. He’s like the Demon King on the thirteenth floor or the librarian on the twenty-first floor.”
To him, the Constellations were like boss monsters that forced the Hunters to admit defeat. The Sylvans he led were no different from game NPCs.
“The boss monster on the thirty-eighth floor is like those bastards.”
Therefore, Yoo Soo-Ha’s choice was simple. He just turned a blind eye to the quest.
“You don't have to do anything. That energy dragon sleeping his ass off in the sea isn’t trying to get in the way of clearing the floor. He’s like a filler before the thirty-ninth floor.”
That was Fire Emperor Yoo Soo-Ha’s approach. No Hunter could stop the unchallengable Rank 1 Hunter. Now that I looked back on these past events, I realized I couldn’t say that the Fire Emperor had made such a cruel decision because he was a demon freshly crawled out of hell. His strategy was actually based on the shared belief in the Tower.
“Many NPCs died, but what can we do about it? What matters is that we climb the Tower.”
The residents of the Tower that weren’t Hunters were regarded as NPCs, and the Constellations were considered boss monsters. All the floors were like this. Therefore, the lives of these so-called NPCs didn’t matter to most Hunters. The entire Tower was a dungeon they had to clear.
The Fire Emperor wasn’t the only one who believed this. Everyone who climbed the Tower thought the same. In fact, I had the same mentality for a long time, even after my regression.
This mentality caused the worst outcome for the thirty-ninth floor.
When I shook these thoughts off and turned my attention to reality, I heard just how loudly Anastasha was gritting her teeth. She was furious, that much was obvious.