Ai smirked, zipping the large bag shut and slinging it over his back.
Ai: "What the—? This bag is surprisingly light."
*He raised an eyebrow, curiosity piqued.*
Ai: "This feels off, even for a sole reader."
Shrugging off his doubts, Ai walked towards the secret door, pressed the red button, and stepped out. The door slid shut behind him, and he rearranged the books to conceal the entrance.
Ai: "Time to leave"
Ai said, urgency creeping into his voice.
Ai: "I shouldn't waste any more time."
As he rushed out of the library and mansion, Ai spotted the Seoul Station in the distance.
Ai: "It's not that far from here."
His eyes scanned the front yard for a bike, but finding none, he decided to run. However, his progress was halted by a sudden appearance of a blue portal – a dungeon – just 23 meters away.
*Ai's expression turned wry.*
Ai: "I forgot I wrote that dungeons appear randomly."
The scene erupted into chaos as drivers abandoned their vehicles, gathering to gawk at the portal. Ai's irritation grew.
Ai: "These people are so noisy."
With a cold, fearless expression, Ai stepped back, opened his bag, and retrieved the AK-47 assault rifle and one box of bullets. He loaded the magazine with practiced ease.
Ai: "Perfect time for preparation"
*Ai said, kneeling and positioning himself for battle.*
Ai: "Looks like I'm farming this~"
As Ai waited for the creatures to emerge, the onlookers turned their cameras on him. One of them posted a video with the title: "A young boy holding the most dangerous gun, doesn't it look illegal?"
