Our Hotel Is Open for Business as Usual

After finishing the tutorial, Yeon-woo had surmised as much. That he had become a being straddling somewhere between 'game character,' 'mass of liquid blood,' and 'human.'

When the situation had reached this point, it was only natural for a person to grow curious.

What would happen if he stepped foot outside this hotel?

"......"

Yeon-woo, attempting to resolve that curiosity, had nearly crossed the threshold of death in a mere thirty seconds.

"Before I can even be miserable about having durability worse than a single cell, I'm bewildered. What kind of structural distortion in one's tissue could so casually bypass biological limits? I need to publish this immediately."

"Hello?"

"I wasn't planning on going all the way out, either."

Obviously. With a body that was nothing but a pile of penalties, professional life itself was impossible.