Auto Hunting

October.

A public park in the morning where all the heat is gone and only the breeze blows.

“Phew, phew! ”

Yooseong was repeating his bare body movements.

Repeat for push-ups, bars, dips with parallel bars, and more. It was not a great number of times, but the posture was very clean.

By the time the whole body's muscles were twitching, Yooseong stopped exercising and started running.

“Hook, hoof! ”

A few laps around civic park and out on the streets. After decades of running home like that, your body is almost at its limit.

I could have used an elevator, but Yooseong climbed the trailer building through the stairs.

For the past four months, he has been training without rest.

It was the result of his research into the automated hunting.

Buttons that help you get the most out of your body with just a tap.

Then, if you exercise your body's abilities, won't you increase your ability to use the button naturally?

“... will die. ”

Taking a gulp of water, he opens the door on the roof of the building.

Training was just the beginning.

Sandbags are waiting for him.

This is not a normal sandbag. Professional striking trainer to anchor and support the floor and split the damaged part in several places.

“....... ”

Standing in front of him, Yooseong picked his breath.

Then you stare at the strike team.

Number one.

As if the strikers were the enemies of the crippled.

And then...

Auto Hunt by pressing the button.

The button in front of the meteor was activated.

This was one of his achievements over the past few months.

Enabling/Disabling buttons.

Even if it is not a living object, just a little bit of immersion will allow you to press the button.

Click.

Meteor pressed the button without hesitation.

Puck!

A cheerful strike sounds immediately heard.

Just as if he was tired, his arms and legs began to beat up the strikers with a terrifying force.

If most people see it, they can't help but disappear. He also looked so ridiculous.

I don't see any proper posture in martial arts at all. The image of a madman swinging his arms and legs with just a stopgap.

But a skilled person with a sledge of snow would know.

that the limb extends to the limb, in fact, has no more efficient pathways and force regulation.

Boo-hoo.

How many minutes do you think he was beaten?

You hear a creaking sound coming from the battlefield.

But Yooseong was also not fine. Your face is getting redder.

"Just a little more, just a little more..."

It was not Yooseong who moved his body.

However, the ‘result’ of the movement of the body was Yooseong's. Fatigue in the muscles, reaction to hits, and, most of all, overwhelming breathing.

He endured the pain of beating the sandbag with his bare body exercises and finished running for decades.

There are three ways to disable a button once pressed.

1. There are no ‘hunting' targets left.

2. Drowning the flow of Yooseong with mind control.

3. Finally, when the body of the meteor reached its limit and could no longer move, the automatic hunting stopped.

Puck! Puck!

I wanted to quit.

My whole body aches and my breath breathes right under my chin.

But you have to be patient.

I knew very well that autohunting does not lie. Evidence that the auto hunt is still underway that the body can withstand it.

Yooseong gripped it and kept his focus.

So, it's almost breathless!

Finally, it was the strikers who raised their hands.

The tightly tightened parts twist backwards with a loud noise.

At the same time, the automatic hunting is turned off.

“Huff…”

The sudden freedom of the body I found, Yooseong bent over. I stood in my place and panted like a dog.

“Huff… huff…”

My neck and lungs hurt like knives, but the excitement of the achievement covered Yooseong.

Early in training, he used a normal sandbag.

A sandbag with chains on it.

However, the sandbags were mercilessly crushed under the performance of automatic hunting. Auto hunting never hits with practice. The sandbag moves to destroy the target as efficiently as possible.

At first, the sandbag was smashed once every four days, and when I was trained and able to endure the automatic hunting for a long time, I had to change the sandbag to a new one once every three days, once every two days, and eventually once a day.

That's why I used this special product.

This was the first time.

I finally destroyed a special product that I didn't intend to break.

I cleared the debris, and Yooseong went down to his room.

‘Hot.'

As I throw off the sweaty top, the steam rises and rises.

Four months.

Incredibly short time for the human body to transform into exercise. Ordinary people say that you have to exercise steadily for three months to start to see a little change.

But in the meantime, the body of Yooseong was in a state of weak progress.

It's different from the calories it consumes. It was not just strength exercises and jogging.

As he feels the burden of automatic hunting, the motor effects return to him.

The auto hunting was moving as long as the pros could hold on to the maximum amount of exercise they could.

The troops that were blowing all over the body were neatly submerged. But I never lost any weight. The muscles stick together.

Rather...

You're a little...? ’

I felt like it was big. His shoulders are clearly widened.

‘Well, there are some things that stretch your curved spine when you exercise. ’

I thought Yooseong was a big deal. I was much more satisfied with the six packs than with the height I didn't know if they were big or not.

As he guessed, his height was due to his spine.

But it's only part of the key.

In fact, in an invisible place, the body of the meteor was undergoing a lot of changes.

The human body is like a very clever machine.

When you are constantly exposed to certain environments and become accustomed to them, your body also adapts accordingly.

In this case, the environment in which Yooseong was exposed was auto hunting.

Moves with all the efficiency your body can make.

His body was also turning into a perfect frame for perfect movement.

Tiny differences that are not yet noticeable as meteors.

However, it is hardened very little by little.

Soon, Yooseong will be reborn as a giant.

...

Becoming a hunter was like a test of notice.

A note about monster knowledge, relevant laws and regulations that can only be passed with an absolute score.

Practice to test the candidate's ability to deal with monsters, including basic physical abilities.

Challenging methods and rights themselves are open to everyone. The problem is only the talent and effort of the individual.

Therefore, the two teaching institutes were also working.

Aside from the morning workout, Yooseong also went to that school for several months.

Due to the thick balance of accounts, there was no pressure to attend a large institute in the metropolitan area.

“We're in!”

“Yes!”

March and September. Announcement day of the written exam twice a year.

In front of the candidates' test numbers on the academy bulletin board, many candidates were cheered and frustrated.

Yooseong was neither cheerful nor frustrated.

‘There you go.'

I expected it to take me a long time and a half, but I relaxed about the first test I took.

In a certain way, it was a natural result. Aside from the autonomous training every morning, Yooseong was dependent on writing notes.

It was a new beginning after changing the goals of life that had been going on for the last nine years.

Plus, she's 29. It's unbelievably late to start studying hunters. I can't even dream of working hard believing in everything on the button.

-Please gather the handwriting acceptors in the measurement room.

The recipients, including Yooseong, moved on to the school broadcast.

Each season, only those who passed the handwriting were allowed to come together after the announcement to prepare for the real test.

Until then, I called it a "practical class," and it seems like basic fitness training combines entrance and military training at the University of Sports.

Because of this, Yooseong was only familiar with the basic theory and took a writing class.

“I'm going to update the Status. Get in line, please. ”

The doctor who was dispatched for the measurement room was operating the deep body.

Status, the technique of measuring the so-called 'stats’, appeared with the emergence of monsters.

By entering a person's physical ability, degree of strength, special abilities, equipment, etc. as variables, an objective "Combat Strength" value is calculated.

Deep body was the basic machine for the stat measurement.

A machine that measures pure bare body static that has not been given much enhancement or benefit yet.

Generally, a healthy adult male has an average of 80 and a female has a figure of 62.

But the notion is that men are basically 100, women are over 80, and it's worth the challenge.

135.

“Great!”

When the doctor measured his status, a large young man raised his arms.

Maybe in their early twenties. It's about 5 '11 "tall. I was born in a blessed body from birth, and I am full of confidence because I know it very well.

“Hey, 135? Three more than last time. ”

“Awesome.”

The young man's friends in line patted me on the back.

As with all schools, there are also a group of close friends here for several months.

Of course, Yooseong did not belong to such a group. I don't have time to start studying late, so why play with young children at the academy?

The measurements continued.

114.

109.

Even though the stamps are lined up higher than the average.

“81."

Not everyone did.

“Woo.”

“If you don't exercise much, you go to school at 81. ”

Small, but loud.

81, he blushed his face. I can't help it. Unlike a notebook that anyone can put up with, the body can't help it.

The instructor approached the student.

I'm sure they'll convince you that a practical test is hard. Low stats do not add up and are less likely to pass in the first place.

- Let's work on it for a few months. Huh? If you pass the memo once, she'll go, so if you work hard...

But there's very little chance of that.

The instructor also knew that once every two months, when you renew your status, you always stick with the person you stick with.

If there are exceptions, only experienced people who have fallen out of the way.

“79”

“Woo.”

“89”

“That's a shame. ”

After a relaxing stat test, the protégés were gathering in a corner of the measurement room and watching people as though they were flat.

The instructor did not stop him.

The ones that do, they stick together. Those who will prepare for the practical exam and increase the acceptance rate of the school are over there.

Those who can't, we'll pay as much as we can for the tuition. That's why I didn't measure the stats when I first enrolled.

“Next, please. Yooseong?”

The same was true for the student who had just set foot on the deep body.

He was 29 years old. ’

Apparently, he was the only one who could stand out as an instructor. I don't get along with other students and I focus on the class.

Plus, he wants to learn to write and doesn't even show up for his fitness training.

‘Even if I work hard at writing, I'm not good at it. ’

I know that some students are already called strange old lands.

"How long do you think it'll last, 79?"

"I still feel better, so I'll give you 88."

"What is 88? I give you 89 generously."

Look at that. The young people who are already watching are expecting results.

The instructor waited for the results to be measured, as he chuckled his tongue.

Soon the doctor finished the measurements and the test results were in his hands.

"... Huh?"