Possessing Nothing - Chapter 2
No Class-1
“You’re a two-faced, two-faced man. ”
A passerby passes by the boy standing there dazed. In the middle of the street. I miss it if I miss it, but I’m used to it if I’m familiar with it. The boy blinks dazed and wakes up late.
“Yes? ”
“Tsk, tsk! Look, I understand your confusion. Stay sharp. This is a common place for a heretic like you, but that doesn’t make it a kind city for a heretic. ”
“… No way…”
I’m confused in my head. The boy tries to remember, but he’s having a tingling headache. The boy sits down and grunts, and the man panics and reaches out to the boy.
“What? What’s wrong with you? Are you sick?”
“Oh, no. I have a headache…”
The boy wrapped his hands around his head and replied. The compressed memory becomes a huge wave that engulfs the boy’s head. Huff. The boy shudders as he takes a deep breath.
“… Jennavis? ”
“Huh? What is it? Aren’t you a half-breed? ”
The boy was embarrassed to become a man because of the muttering of his name. The city of the beginning. The city where summoned heretics arrive first.
‘… What the hell happened? “
The boy stares down at his hands dazed. Your hands are… small. I don’t see any stiff flesh that needs to be in my grip. It’s not just hard. My vision is low. I’m… smaller. The boy hurriedly raised his hands and rubbed his face.
I can’t feel the scars on my face. Soft skin without a scratch is touched. After checking him out, the boy lifts up the t-shirt he was wearing immediately.
No, I don’t see abs that need clarification, and I don’t see scars.
“… Are you sure you’re okay? ”
The man looks worried and asks. It was because it seemed to him that the boy who was standing dumbfounded was only trying to throw off his main clothes.
“… now, how many years? ”
“What?”
“How many years are you a bitch, Eria? ”
“… 1103. ”
The man shakes his head and replies. Eria 1103. Definitely.
I went back in time.
* Eria. I don’t know what this godforsaken world is, but this greedy world has brought diverse heretics from all levels. Thirteen years ago, Lee Sung-min was suddenly summoned here, to the continent of Eria, for no reason.
No CLASS.
Thirteen years ago, when I was first summoned to the continent of Eria as an alien, That’s the class he was given.
The row class is basically a blank state. I can learn anything and receive a special growth bonus in learning It was a fair rule in a way. Some have been practicing shamanism since before they came to Eria, and some have been practicing magic.
But no class has nothing. They have not mastered shamanism, nor have they mastered magic. If they had not been summoned to Eria, they would have lived a normal life without knowing the existence of shamanism or magic.
In other words, Noh Classes refers to people who were unusual until they arrived on the continent of Eria.
Before returning, Lee Sung-min survived 13 years on the continent of Eria in a state of no class. I didn’t stand out, but I had the strength not to be ignored.
But in the end, he was dead.
It was not an extraordinary death. Lee Sung-min sat with his back against an alley wall and recalled his death. Obviously, it wasn’t a great death. The limit is clear as long as it starts with a no class. You can learn anything in a blank sheet, but you need to learn something.
Some of them are summoned to the continent of Eria while they have been trained from the beginning. Many people start out with excellent magical skills. Nose classes that are not learning anything are different from the starting line. Even if they started in Jenavis, they were in no class, when Lee Sung-min acted to keep him from dying from lesser monsters. Ridiculously slaughters monsters and passes by.
‘… the stone of a lifetime. ’
I remember. Clearly, I heard that before I woke up.
‘No way.’
There was something I remembered. The dungeon that went in shouting, “I was lucky,” Lucky bastard, the dungeon where Lee Seong-min was killed. When I opened the treasure chest I first encountered, it was clear that I was disappointed with the small stone. A stone that I thought would be discarded if I used an Emotional Skill, but I asked an expert appraiser in the city to collect it in case there were any other results.
‘Previous Stone… Haha! I thought it was bad luck, but it was good luck. ’
Memories become clearer and clearer. You will not be able to use the stones from your previous life. The voice is clear. In other words, returning to this life was a fortuitous coincidence, and we will never see the good fortune again.
‘Status window.’
Name: Lee Sung-min
Job: no class
Skill: None.
My reckless expectations are shattered. I returned 13 years ago, but that’s all. It was still my job and I had no skills.
‘No. Surviving death, returning to the past is important. ’
I decided to think positive. To go back to the past without dying. That’s enough. Lee Seong-min hurriedly woke up.
There was nothing great about retention skills in my past life. Those who had already mastered the art of pilgrimage had hardly given their work to others, and the occasional public emergency that was found was so expensive that even the rational people could not afford it.
It was not only the shaman, but the magic as well. In fact, the skills that Lee has been able to learn in his previous life are only at the level that he can obtain. A second-tier worker who has worked hard for 13 years, but doesn’t have much refinement.
Rather, I was in a good condition now that I had not learned anything.
The 13-year memory of Lee Sung-min living in his past life. I remember things that are not obvious, but thick.
“Hey, you okay? ”
The man who brought Lee Sung-min who was sitting down. Lee got up and bowed his head to him. Genavis. As the man said, this is the first city where all the other households arrive – not so nice to them.
That’s why Lee Sung-min was grateful to him. It’s because I know that Lee is a xenophile, but I gave the least favor to Lee.
“I’m fine.”
“… Well, that’s a relief. Here you go. I brought you some water. ”
The man smiles and gives the water bottle. Lee Sung-min received the water bottle from the man with both hands.
“Thank you.”
“You’re welcome. People are supposed to help each other. You’re in no class, right? I know that look. Noh class… It’s hard to get used to this city. He’s going to be going through a lot. ”
He looks sad. That’s the perception of universal furnace classes. Since you’re not ready for anything, it’s hard to survive on this goddamned continent of Eria.
“That’s right.”
He whispers as he takes the water bottle to his mouth.
Lee Sung-min was grateful that he had the memories of his past life. In particular, the ‘experience’ that Lee has in ‘doing this’ is a great weapon. A pungent aroma you wouldn’t have felt if you weren’t careful. It is still a phase of doubt. Open your lips and put a little water in your mouth.
Slightly touching the tip of the tongue. It’s okay. This poison won’t work unless you cross your esophagus. Jennavis. This fucking city. It was burned to the ground 13 years ago.
“Phew!”
Lee Sung-min gushed out the water that was in his mouth towards the face of the man. The man who was waiting for him to finish drinking the water sounds surprised.
“Wack!”
An alien who suddenly arrives in this city is a good prey to the people of this city. The oak class, which has no particular ability, is the easiest prey. What would happen if you drank water? Paralyzed his whole body, and then what? They may have been sold to the Black Wizard.They may have been sold to slavers.
I can assure you, you have never been in a better place.
“W-what are you doing?! ”
“You’re the one.”
In my 13 years living in Eria, I felt something for sure. Do not trust others easily. Not all heretics from all dimensions are evil. But that doesn’t mean that everyone is a saint.
This place is packed with garbage that scratches other people’s backs for their own benefit.
A paralyzed waterborne poison seeps into the eye, and the man groans in agony. It may not be deadly, but it’s impossible to open your eyes right now. Seong-min rolled his fist and rushed towards the man.
I didn’t have any skills, but past experiences make me bold to use my body. Even though the body was weak 13 years before nothing happened, it has experience for rational people. Towards the purpose of the man with the curled fist. Baaak! The man’s mouth snaps open with a dull sound. Lee Sung-min raised his knee and shot up the man’s groin.
“Ugh!”
Although it is a trivial strength, if a child is kicked by a penis, the stuck animal is a man. Though I thought the egg might have burst, it was not for Lee Sung-min to know. Lee strung his foot against the man’s head as hard as he could.
Blood gushed from the man’s mouth. He kicked a few more times and stopped the attack. Just like this. I can barely breathe after a few kicks with power.
“It’s a fucking city. ”
Then I search the body of the man who fainted. He picks up the dagger he hid in his chest and takes his wallet. With this, we have the funds and the weapons.
Wait here. Lee was hesitant. Whether or not we should keep him alive. The answer was obvious. If you keep him alive and come back for revenge later, things will get annoying.
Thirteen years ago, Lee Sung-min was not accustomed to “murder.” Lee Sung-min was a 14-year-old middle school student who could have been anywhere, and killing ants, cockroaches, and flies was the only experience of killing something.
It was the mental weakness of most no class.
But not right now. Lee Seong-min put a sword through the man’s chest without hesitation. I pushed a dagger between my ribs and stabbed myself in the heart.
This eliminates the aftereffects.