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A Space Marine Got a Status Window Chapter 1: I Got a Status Window on My First Day as an NCO (1)

Chapter 1: I Got a Status Window on My First Day as an NCO (1)

Ever⁠ since he was‍‍‍ young, Kim Seojun‌ hated his older‍‌ brother, Kim Jinsu.‍‍

It​⁠ had been that‌​​ way even when‌⁠ their parents were‍​‌ still alive.

His⁠​ brother, who was‌ ten years older‍ than him, was⁠‌‌ more like a second father than‌​​ an older brother.​​‍

And‍ one who, on‍‍‍ top of that,‌​‌ never stopped nagging‌‌ him.

“Hey,‍ Kim Seojun, don’t⁠​​ do that.”

“I‌⁠ told you not‌ to do that.”​⁠

“Do⁠ you want me​‌⁠ to punish you?”‍‌

He⁠⁠ practically lived his⁠ life repeating those‌​‌ kinds of things.‍​‌

And‌⁠ whenever he fought​‍​ with his younger​‍‌ sister because she‍ had done something‌‌‍ wrong, his brother​‌ always took her​ side.

“Kim‌‌​ Seojun! If you’re​‍​ the older brother,⁠ learn to give‍​ in a little!”​​

He​ never took his‍⁠⁠ side.

Things⁠‌⁠ remained the same‌‍​ even after their​⁠‍ parents died.

He‍⁠‌ hated his brother.⁠⁠​

“Oppa,‍⁠ oppa. When is‌‌⁠ Jinsu oppa coming‍ back?”

“I‍‍‍ don’t know.”

Because‌‌ his brother had⁠​⁠ left seven-year-old Kim‍ Seojun and five-year-old‌​‍ Kim Hyeeun behind‌⁠‍ to join a group of mercenaries‌‍‍ and travel into​ the depths of​​‌ space to hunt‌⁠ Mog.

“Seojun,⁠‌ Hyeeun. I’m going⁠​ to earn money,​‍ so you have⁠ to behave while‍⁠ I’m gone. If⁠‍ anything happens, call​ the district office‍⁠ employee whose number‌ I gave you.​​⁠ Got it? If​‍‍ not, call Jiyeong⁠ noona. You can‌⁠ manage even when​​ I’m not here,‍ right? Seojun, while‌​ I’m gone, you’re​‌​ the hyung. Take‍ good care of‌‌⁠ Hyeeun.”

Back‌‌ then, Kim Seojun‍ couldn’t understand why‌‌⁠ his brother had⁠ to travel so‌‍ far away just⁠‍ to earn money.​

So⁠​ he thought his​‍ brother had gotten‍‍⁠ tired of them.​​​

That‌‍ both he and⁠ his younger sister‍‌⁠ had become a burden to him,⁠‌ and that was⁠⁠ why he had​‌‍ abandoned them.

He​ truly hated his⁠‍‌ brother.

However,‌​​ that hatred did‍​ not last long.‍

When​‍ Kim Seojun entered⁠ elementary school, he​​ met a teacher​ who would eventually‌‌ become his mentor.‍

His‍‍ homeroom teacher taught‌ him many things‌​ and, on top⁠​ of that, looked​‌‍ after Kim Seojun‍⁠ and his sister‌​ even after classes​⁠ ended.

One‌⁠​ day, that teacher​⁠ told him.

“Seojun,‍ your brother is‍‌⁠ braver and more‌ admirable than anyone.⁠​⁠ He didn’t abandon‌⁠ you. He went⁠‌‍ so far away​‌‌ to protect you,‌ to protect you​⁠⁠ and your younger⁠⁠ sister. Trust what​‍‌ your teacher is‍‌ telling you. You’ll⁠ understand soon. Very‌⁠⁠ soon.”

And⁠ he was right.‍‌

The‌​ following year, when​​​ Kim Seojun was‌‍‌ in the second‌ grade of elementary‍‍​ school, he saw‍⁠‌ his brother again‌​​ after a long‌​ time.

His‌ brother told him.‌

“Take​ this medicine. From​⁠‌ now on, you​‌‍ have to take⁠ it every day,⁠‌ without fail.”

He​⁠‌ suddenly pulled out⁠ something resembling a safe and told‍ him to take​​​ the medicine inside.​​‍

“If‌‌‌ you take it,​ you won’t get​‍‍ sick.”

Those⁠‌ medicines were none‍​ other than a gene therapy treatment‍ for amyotrophic lateral‍​ sclerosis, a genetic⁠‌⁠ disease.

In‌​‌ other words, to⁠⁠​ treat his younger​ brother’s disease and⁠⁠⁠ obtain that extremely​ expensive treatment, Kim‍ Seojun’s brother had​‍ traveled all the​⁠ way into the‍‌ depths of space.‌

And​ there, he had​ fought against the⁠⁠ Mog, terrifying space⁠‍ monsters.

“You⁠‌‍ also have to‌​ take care of⁠‍‍ Hyeeun. She has⁠ to take them‍​​ with you.”

And‌⁠ he didn’t even‌ have just one⁠ younger sibling to​ take care of.⁠​‌

There‍ were two.

Kim‍‌ Seojun was nine‌​ years old back​‍⁠ then.

Despite‍⁠​ being so young,⁠⁠​ he finally understood.‍

His⁠ brother had not‌​ abandoned him.

Quite⁠​‍ the opposite.

His⁠ brother had truly‌‌⁠ risked his life​ fighting space monsters‌‌‌ for him and​ his younger sister.‍

After‍‍⁠ that, Kim Seojun‍ never again said‌ that he hated​ his brother.

In‍ fact, he began​‍‍ listening to him.‌

And‌⁠ from then on,‌ the family finally​‍​ found some peace.‌

After‍‌‍ securing the future‍⁠‌ of his two‍ younger siblings, Kim‍‌ Jinsu stopped working⁠‌ as a mercenary‌ and found a job at an​‍⁠ ordinary security company.⁠​

Kim⁠‍ Seojun, for his​ part, devoted himself‍‌​ seriously to his⁠‌ studies.

“Hey,‍ Kim Hyeeun, get​ a grip. What’s​‌‍ this about wanting‌‍ to become an​⁠‍ idol?”

“Why?‍‍‍ Jinsu oppa says‍ it’s fine. Who‍​‍ are you to⁠ tell me no,‌ Seojun oppa?”

“I’m⁠‌​ telling you because​‌‍ I know you⁠​⁠ won’t make it.”⁠‌

“And‌⁠⁠ how do you⁠‍ know that?”

“Because‍ you’re uglier than⁠ me.”

“What?​ What did you‌⁠‍ just say?!”

Although‌‍ his younger sister,⁠‌​ Kim Hyeeun, still⁠ had her head‌ in the clouds,‍ at least she⁠‍ never caused any‌ serious trouble.

They​‌⁠ didn’t have much,​⁠​ but they didn’t⁠‌ lack anything either.​

And‍​ they had more‌ than enough happiness.⁠

Until‌​ the nightmare arrived.​‌⁠

“Cancer?​ But my brother‍⁠ isn’t even thirty⁠‍​ yet.”

“You‌ said he worked​ as a mercenary,‍‍ right? Then he⁠​ was probably traveling⁠ from one planet​‌ to another without​‌​ proper equipment. There​⁠ was no way‍⁠ he could come‌⁠‍ out completely unscathed‍ from space radiation.‌‍‌ If anything, you⁠ should consider him​​ lucky that we⁠​⁠ discovered it before‌⁠ he died.”

Cancerous‍‌‌ tumors had developed‌ in several of⁠​ his brother’s organs.‌

“Once​‍ on Earth, replacing‍‍‍ the affected organs⁠ and purchasing the⁠​‌ appropriate targeted therapy‍‌‌ drugs will be​‌ enough for him‍‍⁠ to recover his‍ health.”

And⁠ saving his brother⁠⁠ required money.

Kim‍ Seojun did not‌ hesitate.

Just⁠ as his brother​​‌ had done everything‌​ possible to save‌​‌ him and his​‍‍ younger sister, Kim‍ Seojun chose exactly​ the same path.‍⁠

“Don’t⁠​⁠ tell Jinsu hyung.”​

“If⁠​​ oppa finds out,‍⁠ he’s going to‍⁠‌ kill you.”

“Yeah.⁠‍ I hope he⁠ gets out of‍‌ that bed and‌ comes to kill​⁠⁠ me. Either way,‍​ don’t tell him.”‍‍‌

That⁠‌ was how Kim⁠ Seojun became a Space Marine.

After​ completing eight weeks⁠ of training, he⁠⁠ was sent to‌ the battlefield.

There,‍ he came face-to-face‍ with a Mogdog⁠ for the first‌‍ time.

And‍⁠ when he returned‍​ to his barracks​ after fighting a fierce battle, Kim​‌ Seojun burst into⁠ tears.

He⁠⁠⁠ locked himself in⁠⁠ the bathroom and‍‌ sobbed uncontrollably, almost⁠ as if he‍ were screaming.

It⁠‍‍ wasn’t because he​‍ was afraid of‍⁠ the Mogdogs.

He‍ cried because he⁠‌ couldn’t stop imagining‍ the fear, suffering,​​ and despair his⁠⁠‌ brother must have⁠‌ felt.

His⁠‍ brother had been⁠⁠ even younger than‍‍ him when he​‌ had been forced⁠​‍ to face those⁠⁠⁠ absurd space monsters.⁠⁠‍

And‌​⁠ he hadn’t even‍ done it as‍‍‍ a soldier.

He‍​⁠ had done it‌​⁠ as a mercenary.​‍‍

That‌ was why he⁠ cried.

Nothing​‌​ more.

After‌​ that, his life‌ as a Space⁠​ Marine began, and⁠​ it turned out‍⁠ to be more‌‍​ bearable than he‍ had imagined.

Of⁠‍​ course, that didn’t‍ mean it was​ easy.

It⁠⁠ simply wasn’t as‍⁠ absurdly difficult as‍ the rumors circulating​‍ among the public‌​ claimed.

It‍⁠ was said that‍​⁠ out of every​​ ten people who​‌‌ became Space Marines,⁠ five died, four​‍ were medically discharged,‍‍ and only one​‍‍ managed to remain​⁠ in service.

Reality​ did not reach⁠ such extremes.

And‍​‍ the reason Kim‍​ Seojun was able⁠ to endure that‌ life was due​ to several talents​⁠ he possessed.

“Hey,‌ Kim Seojun.”

“Soldier‍‌ Kim Seojun!”

“Are‍‍‍ you fucking serious,⁠‍ bastard?”

“Sir?”​

“Bastard,‍‌ is it true‌⁠​ you didn’t piss​⁠​ in your diaper​ during your first‍‌ battle? Did you​ piss yourself or​ not?”

“I⁠‍ didn’t piss myself,‍​ sir.”

“Wow!​ Fuck, this is⁠ insane! Hey! This‍ bastard didn’t piss‍​ in his diaper!”⁠

At‍‍ the time, Kim⁠ Seojun thought his‍​‌ superiors were simply⁠‌ playing one of​‍​ those pranks they‍ usually pulled on‍ rookies in the‌ military.

But​ that wasn’t the‌‌ case.

“Kim‍‌ Seojun, from now​‍⁠ on, you’re our‌​ ace.”

“Sergeant,​⁠‍ I don’t quite‌ understand, sir.”

“Hey,​​‌ listen carefully. The‍ Mog are fundamentally​‍ stronger than humans.‍​​ That’s why, when‍⁠ you see one,‍​ it’s natural to‌⁠⁠ piss yourself. It’s‍ like a mouse⁠⁠‌ pissing itself when​ it sees a tiger. But you​‍ don’t piss yourself?⁠ That means you’re⁠⁠ naturally at least‌​ on the level⁠‌⁠ of a cat.”‌

It‍⁠⁠ was a sincere‌⁠‍ compliment.

And‌⁠ that was also‍ an extremely important‍​​ talent.

“From⁠⁠ now on, if​⁠‍ your superiors lose⁠⁠‌ their heads from‌ fear, you’ll have​​⁠ to take charge⁠ of the situation.‍ We’re counting on​⁠ you.”

Because‍​​ when someone was⁠‌ paralyzed by terror,‌​‍ it didn’t matter​ how extraordinary their⁠ abilities were.

They‍‍​ couldn’t use them.⁠

Besides​​‌ that, Kim Seojun‌‍‍ possessed other talents‍ that were useful​‌ on the battlefield.⁠‍

For‍ starters, he had‌ exceptional Dynamic Vision.​‍

“Kim‌​ Seojun, bastard, you’ve‍ got really good‌ eyes.”

“I’ve⁠ always had them,⁠‌‍ sir.”

“Yeah?‌​‍ How good?”

“When⁠‍ I played soccer,⁠‌ if I was‍‌‍ in good condition,⁠‍​ I could even⁠​‍ read the name​ written on a ball while it⁠‍ was flying.”

“Seriously?‍ You’re not lying?”‌

“I​ wouldn’t lie about‍ something like that,‌‍⁠ sir.”

He‌ wasn’t exaggerating.

And‌ that ability proved‌‍‌ extremely useful in‌‍‍ battles against the​‍ Mog.

After​ all, in situations‌‌ where a fraction⁠‌ of a second‌ could decide between‍ life and death,​⁠⁠ Kim Seojun saw‌‍‌ the world more⁠‍‌ slowly than everyone⁠ else.

The‍ results Kim Seojun​ achieved thanks to‌​‍ that were enough‍‍‌ to astonish even‌‍​ the most battle-hardened​⁠ veterans.

“You⁠ aren’t a Psyker,‍ are you?”

For‍‌ that reason, they⁠⁠ even began to​​‍ suspect that Kim‍​ Seojun was a Psyker.

That⁠ is, one of‍‍ those individuals born​‍ with a special‌ talent that allowed‌⁠ them to use‍⁠⁠ the Prophet’s relics.​

Of⁠​‌ course, he wasn’t.‍

“If‌‌‌ I were a Psyker, I wouldn’t‌⁠ have enlisted in‌‍​ the Space Marines⁠‍ to make money,​ sir.”

“That’s‍ true.”

If‍‌ he really had⁠ been one, he‍‌⁠ never would have⁠​ had to go‍ through all those‌‌ hardships.

Psykers‍⁠‍ were national assets⁠​ and, beyond that,⁠⁠‍ assets of all‍‌ humanity, so they⁠⁠‌ received extraordinarily privileged‌⁠‍ treatment.

“If⁠⁠‍ a Psyker joins‍ the military, they‍⁠ start out as‌ a major. What⁠‍‌ kind of lunatic​‍‌ would start as‌‌ a private? Much​⁠​ less a guy​‍⁠ who even rations‍ the instant noodles​ handed out by‍ the military to‌ save money.”

When‌​‌ they joined the‍​ military, they received‍‌⁠ treatment equivalent to⁠‌‌ that of a major at the​‍ very least, and​‍​ their salaries were​ in a completely⁠ different league from​‌ those of ordinary‍​ soldiers.

In⁠‌‍ any case, Kim​ Seojun had enough‍‌‍ talent to arouse​ such suspicions.

And‍‌‌ that talent was‌‌ enhanced even further‍ whenever he injected⁠‍‌ a Stimpak.

The‌ moment the Stimpak⁠ entered his body,​ Kim Seojun’s world‌‌‌ seemed to come‍ to a halt.‌​‌

And‍‌‌ it was thanks‍‌ to that.

Thanks‌ to it, Kim‌⁠ Seojun managed to‍ survive absurdly dangerous‌‌ battlefields and return‌⁠ alive after facing⁠​​ terrifying monsters.

Not​​ only Mogdogs and​ Thorn Snakes, but⁠⁠ even Behemoths, enormous‌‌⁠ monsters that were‌‌‍ said to be⁠‍ difficult to see‍‌⁠ even once in‍ an entire lifetime.⁠⁠

And‌​ he had seen⁠⁠ two.

In⁠ the end, he‌‍​ even managed to‍‌⁠ be discharged with‌​⁠ his body completely⁠‌ intact.

With⁠​ the money he‍ had earned during​ his service as⁠‍​ a Space Marine,​‍​ Kim Seojun was​‍ able to completely‍ restore his brother’s‌⁠ health.

He​⁠​ had achieved everything‌ he wanted and​ had been able⁠‌ to return to‍ Earth.

The‌​ profession of Space‌​​ Marine, which everyone‌​​ said was equivalent​ to going straight‍​‌ to one’s death,​‌ had given Kim‍‍ Seojun hope.

That​​⁠ was why.

“Those⁠ fucking bastards from​‍ the Space Peace⁠⁠‌ Movement. What sense‌‌ does it make‌ for the bastards⁠‍ screaming about peace​​ in space to‌⁠⁠ be the very​‍ ones committing terrorist⁠ attacks? Ah, this​​​ is insane. So,​‍ what are you‍ going to do?​​​ The treatment must‍‍ cost a fortune……​​ If you need‍ money, for now‍‍⁠ I can……”

“Yeongcheol,⁠ don’t worry. I already got the​ money.”

“What?”‌​

“I‍‍ borrowed it.”

“Borrowed⁠ it? That much‌ money? From whom?”‌‍

“I⁠‌ took out a loan using my⁠‌ credit.”

“Your​‌‌ credit? They wouldn’t‌ lend you that⁠ much based on⁠‍⁠ your credit history‍‍ alone. Wait, you​‍ didn’t… No way,‍⁠⁠ right?”

“Yeah.‌ I applied to‍​ become an NCO.‍ In the Space⁠​ Marines.”

“You’re‌ going back into‍‍‍ the military?”

When​‌⁠ he had to‍‌ head once more‍​ toward that nightmarish⁠​ battlefield, Kim Seojun⁠⁠‌ felt no fear.​⁠

He⁠‌‍ thought all he‌ had to do⁠ was exactly what⁠⁠​ he had done​⁠⁠ when he was⁠‍ on active duty.⁠​‌

Fight‌⁠‌ the Mog.

Make​‌⁠ money.

Return‍‌‍ home.

And​‌ listen to his⁠‌ brother’s nagging once​ he had fully⁠ recovered.

He‍ thought that would⁠⁠ be all.

Even​ when, in his‌ first battle after⁠ being appointed as⁠⁠‍ an NCO, they​‌ suddenly encountered more‌ than a hundred⁠​ Mogdogs, he thought⁠ the same thing.​‌​

[You‌​​ have obtained Apollo’s⁠ Blessing (55 days)!]⁠⁠‍

[You​​​ can now see⁠ the trajectory of‍‌​ all projectiles.]

However,‍​ the moment he‌​‍ saw what began‌‌ happening to him‌⁠⁠ after that, Kim​⁠⁠ Seojun could feel​‌‌ it with absolute​‍‌ clarity.

It​ would now be‌‌‌ impossible to live‌ the ordinary, peaceful‌ life he had‌‌​ imagined.

Of‌ course, another possibility‍⁠ also occurred to‍ him.

‘Did‌​ the Stimpak make‌ me lose my‍ mind?’

It‌​ was entirely possible‌‍ that everything he‌​ was seeing at⁠‍‍ that moment was‍ a hallucination.

It‌‌⁠ was common.

The​​​ Stimpak had been‍ created by Doctor‌‍‌ Space, the greatest‌‍ scientist in Earth’s‍ history, who had‍‌ received the Nobel‌​‌ Prize in Chemistry⁠ thanks to that⁠ creation.

In‌‌​ exchange for temporarily⁠‍ turning a human‍⁠​ into a superhuman,⁠⁠ the Stimpak caused‌ a considerable number‌ of side effects.‌

That⁠⁠ was why it⁠ wasn’t strange for⁠​ Space Marines under​‌ its effects to‌​ start spouting nonsense.⁠‍⁠

In‌ fact, it was​‌ considered a good⁠‌‌ sign.

‘Well,⁠⁠ at least he’s‍​‍ still spouting nonsense.​​ That means his⁠​⁠ brain is still⁠​‌ working. Lucky him!’​⁠

‘Whatever.’‍​

And‌​ there was one⁠‌ thing that was⁠‍ perfectly clear.

Hallucination​‍⁠ or not, what‌ mattered at that​‌‍ moment was that‍‍ 333 Mogdogs were⁠​‌ charging directly toward⁠ Kim Seojun.

More‍‌ than three times‌‍ the number of‌ Mogdogs they had‍‍ just faced!

Now⁠​​ Kim Seojun would‌​‌ have to fight​​​ to survive against​‌​ that enormous number​⁠​ of enemies under​‌​ even worse conditions⁠⁠ than before.

‘At‍ least this is​ better than seeing‌​ the Mogdogs singing‍‍‍ and tap-dancing in​‌‌ front of me.’‍

From‍‌‌ that perspective, the‍ sudden hallucination of​ a red line⁠ coming out of​ the barrel of‍‍ his weapon was‌⁠ fairly useful compared‍ to other hallucinations.​​

So​ Kim Seojun aimed​⁠‌ at one of​‌⁠ the Mogdogs.

The⁠⁠‌ red line coming⁠​‍ from his weapon‌ extended directly to⁠ the creature’s head.​‍‌

Kiiiiieeeee!‍‍

Of‌ course, the Mogdog‍ didn’t stop moving⁠‍‍ for even an‌ instant and quickly⁠​ moved its head​‍​ out of the‍ red line’s trajectory.⁠

Mogdogs‍ could reach a top speed of‍ one hundred kilometers‍ per hour.

Aiming‌‍‌ at and hitting‍‍ the head of‌⁠ a creature capable‌⁠ of moving at​⁠​ such a speed⁠⁠ was anything but‌ easy.

‘Before​‌‌ the effects of‌ the Stimpak wear‍‌ off, I have⁠‌‌ to kill as​ many as I can.’

However,‍‌ now that Kim⁠‌⁠ Seojun was under⁠​‍ the effects of‌ the Stimpak, time​ and everything he‌ saw seemed to⁠‌ move more slowly.​‍

All‍ he had to​‌ do was move‍‌‌ his weapon slightly‌⁠‍ to readjust his‌⁠ aim, and he‍‌​ could immediately place‌ the red line‌‍‍ right between the‌​ Mogdog’s eyes.

At‌ that instant, he⁠⁠ pulled the trigger.‌⁠

Bang!⁠‍‌

A short, single shot‌ rang out.

In⁠‌‍ reality, that was⁠ a way of​‌ shooting that was‌‍ never recommended during‌⁠ training.

During‌​ the shooting drills⁠ to become a Space Marine, the​​ instructors had repeated‌ it hundreds of⁠ times.

“A‍ Mogdog’s weak point‍​ is its head!‍‍​ But don’t even‌​⁠ fucking think you‍​ can aim at​‌‍ its head and‍ hit it like​⁠‍ this is some⁠‌⁠ fucking video game!⁠ Just shoot! Keep‌‌ shooting! Fire a hundred bullets and⁠‌‍ pray that, if‍⁠​ you’re lucky, one⁠⁠ hits it in‍⁠‌ the head! And‌⁠ please, as long⁠‌ as you hold‍​ Korean nationality, don’t⁠ even think about⁠ doing something stupid​‌​ like taking one⁠⁠‍ down with a single headshot as⁠ if this were​​‍ a video game.‍‌ If you want‍⁠⁠ to do that,​‍ do it after‍‌​ emigrating to China‌ or Japan!”

They​ were taught to‌ fire in bursts.​‌

Kim​⁠ Seojun knew that‍ perfectly well too.​

Even⁠ so, the reason​​⁠ he had fired​‌‌ that way wasn’t​ because he was​⁠⁠ thinking something like.​

‘Now​⁠ that I have‍​ the power of⁠ a status window,​ it’s showtime!’

Rather,‍ it was the‌ exact opposite.

Naturally,‌ Kim Seojun was​ convinced that the‍‍‌ red line was‌ a hallucination and​ didn’t believe for‌‌ even an instant‌⁠ that that single⁠‍ bullet would blow⁠‍ apart the Mogdog’s‍‌‌ head.

That​⁠ was precisely why​⁠ he wanted to⁠⁠ firmly engrave something‍​⁠ into his own‍‍‍ mind with that​‍ shot.

‘This​​⁠ is a hallucination.’⁠

He⁠⁠‌ couldn’t allow himself⁠ to be distracted‍‍‍ by a hallucination⁠ like that.

It​​ was a shot⁠‍‌ meant to bring‍⁠ him back to​⁠ his senses.

Splat!‌​‌

Kiiiiieeeek!‌‍​

However,‍ that bullet followed‌⁠⁠ the red line⁠‌ with absurd ease‌‌ and struck the‌‌ Mogdog directly in‍ the head.

‘Huh?’‍​

A bewildered expression appeared​ on Kim Seojun’s⁠ face.

‘Is⁠‌​ this real?’

It‌⁠ was then.

[You‌⁠ have eliminated a Mogdog.]

[You⁠ have obtained 1 point.]

[You‌ eliminated it with​⁠ a single shot.​‌⁠ You will be‍‌ awarded 2 additional‍​ points as a One Shot, One⁠ Kill bonus.]

Kim⁠ Seojun’s expression tightened⁠⁠ even further when⁠‌‍ he heard that‌ notification.

Truthfully,‍‍​ under normal circumstances,​ the logical thing​‍ would have been‌⁠‍ to consider everything​‌‌ that had just‍ happened before his‍​ eyes a hallucination.​

That​‍​ is, even the​‌‌ fact that he‍​‌ had just blown‍​ off a Mogdog’s​​ head with a single bullet.

He‌​​ could think that‍‍⁠ everything he was‍​​ seeing was a hallucination.

That,‍‍ in reality, at⁠ that very moment,⁠​⁠ the Mogdogs were⁠ tearing him apart‌‍​ and devouring him​​ while he remained‍‌‌ completely drugged by‌⁠​ the Stimpak, and​ that his brain⁠ was simply showing‍​‌ him a fantasy​ to hide reality‌⁠​ from him.

In‍​‍ fact, Kim Seojun‍ had already witnessed‌ cases like that⁠⁠ several times.

On‌​ those hellish battlefields,‌ surrounded by Mogdogs,⁠‌​ he had seen​⁠‍ a comrade being⁠‌ devoured while smiling‌ happily and shouting.‌

“Mom!‍ Dad! I’m back!‍ I’m hungry, make⁠ me some kimchi‍​ jjigae!”

Perhaps⁠‍ exactly the same⁠ thing was happening​‌‌ to him.

However,⁠⁠ Kim Seojun did‌​‍ not allow confusion​​ to overwhelm him.‍

“Seojun.”⁠​⁠

“Soldier‍⁠‌ Kim Seojun!”

“When​‌ you inject enough​​‍ Stimpaks, you start⁠⁠ seeing all kinds⁠ of things, you‍⁠​ know? And once‍ you start seeing‌‌ them, there’s nothing‍ you can do.⁠​ So you have‌⁠ to think of⁠ it this way‍ if you’re going⁠ to die anyway,⁠⁠⁠ it’s better to‌ see something pleasant‍⁠‍ than have a nightmare. That’s why,​ when you inject‍ a Stimpak and⁠⁠ start seeing something‍ good, you have‌ to say this.”⁠

One‍ of the veterans‍ who had looked‍ after Kim Seojun⁠‍‍ in the midst‍ of that hell​‍ had taught him‌‌ that.

“Lucky​‌ me.”

Kim‌ Seojun repeated the‌‍⁠ advice that veteran⁠‌‍ had given him‌ and pulled the⁠​‌ trigger again.

Bang!‌‍

Once‌​‌ again, a single‌​ shot.

Splat!​​

And⁠ that single bullet​⁠‍ blew apart the⁠⁠ head of another‍‍ Mogdog running toward‌ them.

[You‍ have eliminated a Mogdog.]

[You​​ have obtained 1 point.]

[You‍‍ eliminated it with‌‍ a single shot.⁠​ You will be‍⁠‍ awarded 2 additional‍‌ points as a One Shot, One‌‌⁠ Kill bonus.]

The‍‍⁠ notification rang out‌ again without fail.‌⁠

From⁠‍ that moment on,‍​⁠ Kim Seojun stopped⁠ hesitating.

Bang!‍ Bang! Bang! Bang!‍‌‍

He‌​‌ began pulling the‍⁠⁠ trigger like a madman.

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