I'll Be Taking A Break For Personal Reasons Chapter 3

Click.

-Although it is B grade, how long will the Thunderbolt, which receives explosive support from the citizens, continue to operate while hiding its identity…

The TV turned on.

I was sure.

“Haha, is this my ability?”

I no longer need the remote control to turn on the TV.

What is this insignificantly useful ability…

* * *

20 years ago, when monsters appeared and the world turned upside down, one of the first jobs to be abandoned was a writer. Cultural life is also something that needs to be solved first.

Anyway, the fact that I can make a living by writing now is proof that the world has stabilized to some extent.

Let me ask you a question here.

When do writers write?

When a flash of inspiration strikes your mind?

Or when you meet a love like fate?

no.

That’s when your bank account balance drops!

“Grunt.”

This was the reason I was staring at the monitor, grunting like a pooped dog.

I just finished my previous work, but for a freelance writer like me who doesn’t sell well, I have to write a new work as soon as possible so that I can fill my mouth with it.

In fact, I was confident in this new work.

The previous work was halfway through, but this time I had a sweet dream that I would be able to serve Korean beef once a week as a side dish for meat every day.

But…

[The great guy in charge]

: Hey, writer. To be honest, it’s a bit ambiguous. I don’t think this kind of article is a trend these days…. Can you resend it with a text that fits the trend these days?

It was a week ago that I received such a message from the person in charge.

Love-hate word trend!

The damn trend!

The guy’s trend that I can’t get my head around!

So, in a fit of anger, I changed everything and am writing a new one now.

But writing doesn’t come so quickly.

If I could do that, would I live like this?

“Ehh.”

A sigh leaked out as the ground grew without my knowledge.

‘Ah, until this month, I have to pay for my new work to pay the rent.’

Tring!

-No.301× ×× ×× God× ××× ××× ×××××!

I said these little ants were quiet, but it’s starting again.

I glared intently at the cell phone that had the Godmaker alarm popping up.

These rotten ants. I’m stressed out, but I’m afraid I’ll crush them all and kill them.

Knock Knock Knock!

Then, suddenly, a bell rang.

Startle!

After confirming the sender, a cold dagger pierced my chest.

was in charge

[The great guy in charge]

: You promised to send me the new work by today, but are you still there? I also have to go to work soon.

In the end, what was to come had to come.

What writers fear the most in the world is the time of dunning manuscripts.

However, there are no new manuscripts.

“What should I do?”

Shall I honestly say that I failed because I was trying out the ability ‘God’s Crusher’ // that I had acquired?

After testing it all day, I realized that my ability was more than just a TV remote control.

I could even turn the microwave on and off with this ability!

Even fluorescent lights and laptop power!

What a normal person would do with an ordinary index finger, I can do without even touching it!

The only human remote controller!

Damn, when I said it, it doesn’t seem like much…

Knock Knock Knock!

[The great guy in charge]

: Hey, the author is reading this. There’s no way that’s the case, but it’s not like the manuscript isn’t ready, right?

A message from the person in charge came.

“Ugh.”

Excuses You need a good excuse.

A good excuse for the person in charge who appeals and pressures you for working overtime until 10 o’clock!

Do you think I suddenly got sick?

Or should I say that my ball friend was hospitalized after getting hurt in a bad place?

What creative excuse to come up with when your brain is on full blast.

“ah!”

Inspiration flashed in my head.

It is not that the muse descended.

However, it seemed that there would be a solution to this situation.

At least it’s enough to show that I’ve been writing this hard without playing around.

I sent a message to the person in charge.

[You are the only god!]

: I’m sorry. Please wait an hour or 30 minutes more. Until then, I will organize the draft and send it to you.

[The great guy in charge]

: Are you sure, writer?

[You are the only god!]

: Yep!

Did your child live deceived?

Why can’t you trust what people say… Oh, I cheated a lot.

But now it’s real.

ride it! ride!

After sending Kkaetok, I hit the keyboard furiously with the momentum that the keyboard would break.

And exactly 30 minutes later.

Click.

clicked the mouse

okay. transmission complete.

I sent a manuscript of about 3 episodes to the person in charge.

A strange experience I had for several days.

Right away, I wrote about playing Godmaker.

It was like a diary, so writing it was a piece of cake.

After sending the draft to the person in charge, I had a leisurely //instant coffee.

slurp.

hmm. nice

Well, I know this won’t pass, but at least it will show that I didn’t just play around, so I’m satisfied with that.

That was enough for today.

Heh, I think it’s a perfect excuse.

However, less than 5 minutes after sending it, the response came right away.

Knock Knock Knock!

[The great guy in charge]

: Wow, that’s fucking fun. Totally awesome~!

uh? really?

I’m very shaken because it wasn’t the reaction I intended.

You think this is fun?

The last new work I wrote without sleeping for three days was rejected, but this kind of reaction to a post written in less than 30 minutes. is it real?

[You are the only god!]

: Are you really in charge? I’m not trying to comfort you, but really really, really true?

[The great guy in charge]

: Yes. The material is unique and it’s fun as if it’s something trivial! Can you write about 5 more episodes and show them?^^ Does this new work feel good?

Unbecoming of the usual person in charge, he even sent a smiley emoticon.

Isn’t this polite? There’s no reason for that.

“Uh…”

Episode 5…

You’re asking me to write 5 more episodes, right?

But now I have nothing to write about.

Tring! Tring!

Glance.

I saw Godmaker’s message window.

-No.301× ×× ×× God× ××× ××× ×××××!

Drag and drop.

At the top of the phone, as if urging, the message window of Godmaker continued to go up.

“Hmm.”

* * *

Boom Boom!

I eagerly pressed the ant to death with my index finger.

Clink!

At that time, the Gura coin was dropped with a tingle.

This is absolutely not play.

It is the artist’s painstaking effort for his next work.

But it is definitely addictive.

Oh, there’s one thing I noticed along the way.

Every time you kill an ant, you get one Gura coin, but when you collect 100 of these, a change has occurred.

Whoops!

Shu Shu Shuk!

100 coins were simultaneously wrapped in black light and merged into one, and after a while, a coin with 100 written on it appeared.

It was a little bit like losing 100 coins, but it was amazing anyway.

“It’s only 100 coins now… I still have a long way to go to buy something else.”

I looked at the shop window for a long time, but there was no longer a unique power worth buying cheaply.

The only thing that was easy was the novelty item, but the cheapest one required at least 1,000 coins.

[Blessing of the God of Growth (Lower God)]

Category: Common consumable item

Purchase amount: 1000Gcoin

Although the grade was the lowest, there is something about the word growth that makes people’s hearts beat.

Do you know if that item is very useful unlike my trivial power that substitutes for the remote control?

The poor writer’s muscles may grow into flabby muscles with that bottle of medicine.

Well, I’m not really expecting much.

Knock! Knock!

Anyway, it was time when I was suppressing the ants while burning my desire for 1000 coins.

Tring!

A strange message popped up.

-No.404× ×× ×× God×× Resistance×××!

I tilted my head and raised my index finger again to crush the newly appeared ant.

However, ‘Pk!’ instead of saying.

Yes, the message popped up again.

Tring!

-No.404× ×× ×× God×× Resistance×××!

“How? Why doesn’t this die?”

Along with the word resistance, a peculiar ant that does not die even if it is crushed for the first time appeared.

[ God’s Index Finger Crushing ] End

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[ No.404 ]

Episode 5.

Looking closely, that 404 ant looked quite different from the ants I had caught so far.

It was twice as big as other ants, and unlike the black ones, it was dark red.

It seemed like a crude 8-bit dot figure, too.

“Could this be the boss?”

An unusual ant that appeared after killing 400 ants.

The desire for challenge soars.

I raised my index finger again.

This time, with all my might, with the momentum to crush it all at once.

widely!

But my finger slapped the empty screen empty.

“Blood damage?”

As if a red ant was mocking me, its antennae wriggled away from my index finger.

Mr. Lee is hot.

At this point, it’s slowly creeping in.

“How dare you make me use both hands on the subject of an ant.”

Shuk.

I raised the index fingers of both hands and pointed them at the cheeky red ant.

be prepared I’ll show you my skill in clearing the keyboard music game ‘Beat Mania’ with a perfect score when I was young.

Tadadadak!

The index fingers of both hands tapped the god maker with the force of sparks.

and after a while

“Heh! Heck!”

I gasped and looked at my trembling fingers.

Damn I missed it in the end!

What’s so nimble about ants?

This must be a cockroach wearing an ant’s mask.

The guy who managed to avoid my deadly attack fled out of Godmaker’s dungeon.

After he escaped, the other ants came back into Godmaker’s den.

But my heart did not calm down.

It’s because the meat that I originally missed, or the red ant, looks bigger.

It must have been a boss ant or an event, but I missed it with my eyes wide open!

It is unfair!

Knock!

-No.440 is crushed!

-The unknown god’s karma increases by 1.

As if to vent my anger, I crushed and killed any ants entering the crypt.

Tring! Tring!

At that time, GOT Coins were created and piled up next to my bed.

But already it doesn’t matter.

The original intention to use this as a material has also disappeared.

I waited for the No.404 ant to come back, burning my eyes open.

‘This little ant. If I come again, I will definitely catch it this time!’

I burned my will like that, but in the end, the guy didn’t come back.

Boom!

In the meantime, the ant hunt continued.

Before I knew it, there were over 500 Gura coins piled up next to me.

I moved my index finger inertia while lying face down on a pillow on the bed.

-No.801 is crushed!

-The unknown god’s karma has exceeded 800.

– There are 200 karmas left until you obtain the title of Great Evil God who seeks supremacy and power.

– When you win the title, you can get rewards.

Message notifications sounded like a lullaby.

The time was pointing to 3:00 in the morning.

Nodding off.

Her eyes, exhausted from simple labor, began to close slowly, complaining of fatigue.

And soon, against my will, my head was deeply buried in the pillow I was resting on.

Cool….

Godmaker’s message notification rang faintly in my ear as I was just asleep.

Tring!

– The unique power of ‘Eye of the Blind God’ is activated.

– Chase the sacrifice No.404 that ‘Unknown God’ missed.

* * *

I had a dream.

In my dream, I became the ant No. 404 that I missed.

No, to be precise, I was sharing his vision as if watching a movie with a first-person protagonist.

No.404, dripping with red bodily fluids as if seriously injured, headed for a building that seemed sloppily built with mud and rice.

At the entrance of the building, there was a signboard with strange writing that looked like an earthworm crawling.

[—– —– —–]

At first I didn’t make out what he meant, but as I concentrated, a few words popped into my head.

[–Empire — 3rd Corps of the search party]

Imperial search party? 3 corps?

While wondering, No.404 vomited red bodily fluids and entered the building.

Bubbly!

The place was infested with what seemed to be hundreds of ants.

Originally, they are just insignificant and small insects.

However, seeing them through the eyes of No.404 was different.

It walked on two legs like a human, wore red armor, and held something like a sharp stick in its hand(?).

They looked like medieval soldiers.

Agghak Agjak.

gulp!

Some of them opened their hideous jaws and were eating the flesh of something.

The remains of the black ant that seemed to be the owner of the flesh lay on the floor.

I have heard of ants fighting wars just like humans do.

We know that victorious ants steal food and larvae from the losing side and even eat captive ants.

The red ants chewed on the black ants and laughed merrily.

“As expected, the meat of the Black Tribe is delicious.”

But watching it so vividly right in front of my eyes made me sick to my stomach.

When No.404 came inside, all the ants’ eyes were on him.

No.404 prostrated himself and puffed out his snout as if to speak.

Is it because you share your views?

Curiously, I could see what No.404 was talking about.

“I have found the place where the prisoners for food have fled, but it is guarded by a terrifying monster! That must be the god the Black Tribe enshrines! All I could do was barely escape! We must sprint and kill the monster before it attacks us!”

The movements of the ants inside stopped all at once.

But it wasn’t because I agreed with No.404’s words.

GREAT GREAT!

The ants laughed at No.404, bumping their snouts all at once.

Curiously, what the ants said was visible to the eyes like text.

“You coward! You’ve just come back after being beaten by the Black Tribe and making excuses that don’t work!”

“It’s a disgrace to the great Imperial Army!”

“Heuk, even if there is a monster, it’s a monster that the weak black tribe or something worships.”

No. 404’s red body burned even more red, probably feeling shame at the ridicule of his colleagues.

It was then.

“Everybody quiet!”

squeak squeak.