At the north side of Rombel Town, outside the gate, the sun was at its peak.
The sun’s rays were striking and burning the workers, but the majority were used to it.
The workers stared at Ken, surprised that he was still working under the hot sun.
Meanwhile, the commander observed him with an umbrella to shield herself from the sun rays.
Again... Again more... I should work more than everybody here.
Other workers thought: _He’ll get tired soon if he continues like this._
The commander smiled at him.
This is an interesting slave worker... How far will he go? I’m curious.
Strike. A hit on the ground.
Crack. Thug. Thunk.
Ken’s sweat dropped to the ground. As it hit, it slowly evaporated.
Vapor moved out of his body as he cooled down.
He hit the ground with the pick, then carried the broken soil with his spade.
When he reached 1 meter of depth, he wiped his sweat and looked down.
There were strong rocks underneath. He needed to remove them.
I need to remove this rapidly.
He used the pick and hit around the rock, then used the spade to dig it out.
When he finished, he tried to carry the rock. The veins traced on his arms.
He gritted his teeth, shouted, and carried it, throwing it away.
"Not bad."
At that time, some workers gasped.
"Is he a machine!!"
At that moment, everyone stared and glared at him.
"What does he want to prove? That he can do more than us?"
Some workers had the right mentality and became motivated.
Meanwhile, the others complained:
They want us to work more. No!!
At that time, he dug and dug.
A blue screen popped in front of his eyes.
*[WARNING: You need to add speed. The work may surpass you]*
Ken paused for a second. His facial expression darkened and he whispered,
"No... No. I can’t lose charisma points. I’m the ECCHI KING."
He stretched his arms, straightened his entire body, blocking the sun rays.
His hands were clutched to the pick. Then he hit the ground with all his strength.
Again. And once more.
Stone fragments flew away like projectiles in different directions.
His palms were peeling off slowly, but still he didn’t stop.
I must acquire it... It’s a must. I am the KING.
Then, a worker with a caterpillar-style haircut spoke.
This was the best idea I had... To make you come here.
Meanwhile, Ken dug to 6 meters depth, and finished the length.
He was inside the hole. He opened his palms and furrowed his brows a little.
As Ken finally finished, he fell to his knees and let go of his pick.
Thug. Thug.
It hit the ground.
Finally, a sound was heard. Silence settled in the place.
He looked at his hands once more, breathing slowly and heavily.
Then he lifted his head toward the sun that was at its peak.
Suddenly, a blue luminescent screen popped up.
*[You have earned +15 Charisma points]*
Ken smiled slightly and whispered,
"I earned it... Finally... It’s good."
He stumbled once, and fell to the ground.
"I’m tired."
The lady in charge of them finished her juice and stood up. She looked at the hole he dug.
Not bad... I should add more. I’m waiting for a mistake... Do something wrong.
But Ken was exhausted, tired, and his clothes were wet. His shirt stuck to his skin.
"I should ask how this town functions."
As he stood up, he felt something watching him. He turned his neck to the left.
He saw the commander’s piercing eyes on him.
Immediately he thought: What does she want from me? I should stay quiet and just observe.
Immediately, the bell rang, and almost all the workers shouted,
"IT’S!! TIME FOR A BREAK!!"
The others shouted in approval with motivation.
The next second, everyone jerked from their place. Some even leapt over others.
"Food time!"
The person behind Ken took his time.
The lady walked away. Once she was far, she breathed out slowly in a relaxed state.
Then he walked and asked,
"How does this place work?"
But the worker in front of him didn’t say a word.
Then Ken touched his shoulder. As he touched it, the man turned slowly toward him.
"Who are you?" with a twisted face.
Ken introduced himself.
The man nodded. "I see..." And rubbed his chin twice.
All of a sudden, he tapped Ken’s shoulder and said,
"Since you’re new here, I’ll tell you this: We’re not exactly slaves. Everyone gets a salary after each month."
Ken heard what he said. It echoed in his mind.
"A month... Each month."
At once the system popped a notification.
*[499,975 points left]*
He forced a smile.
"How can I get out of this place?"
The man furrowed his brows, then laughed and spoke.
"If you have enough money, or become a privileged person, or a commoner... maybe."
Ken nodded and touched his shoulder with the other hand.
"Thanks."
But I need more points... I’ll burn through the levels.
He ran to the gate and saw a line of people. They were being given dry bread with water.
Ken waited for 20 minutes. Now it was his turn.
The bread was finished.
He turned his head and realized he was the last. Nobody was behind him.
AT BREAK TIME, HE SAW A LADY TAKE THE DRY BREAD BUT WASN’T EATING IT.
It was as if she was bored of eating the same thing every day.
She murmured, "Every day the same bread... and mine always falls like this."
She picked up the bread and hit it on the ground twice.
The bread didn’t break, tear, or do anything.
It’s as strong as a stone.
Meanwhile, Ken’s stomach made a growling sound.
He gazed to the right, then to the left.
He saw a girl hit bread on the ground, while he was hungry.
The next second, he walked toward the girl.
His stomach growled and he heard the sound.
He sat down.
In an instant, she stood up and gave the bread to the silver-haired boy.