“Weed nim, I’ll be happy to help you!”
Mapan swept up the twigs to place them onto the wagon.
The difficulty when he was a beginner taught him how to gain and spend money!
He had to survive on collecting firewood from the mountain ranges.
Mapan was now collecting timbers with the intention to sell them.
The atrocities the committed!
Cutting down the myriads of trees, the party realized the circumstances of his actions.
“It was for money after all.”
“Somehow, Weed nim’s action would always result to this……”
They once again faced an overwhelming disappointment.
However, one did not lose hope.
Zephyr said to himself.
“Weed’s younger sister must love flowers.”
Pale also nodded his head.
“The need for money can’t be genetic.”
The youthful Yurin should be somewhere adorning herself with flowers in this plain.
As expected of a girl.
When they sought out Yurin.
The scene unfolded before them was shocking.
It was correct that Yurin was sitting in the field of flowers. The problem was she was squatting on the ground digging into the flowers reaching for the petals, yanking them out and placing them into her basket-shape formed hand.
“The, why……”
Questioned by Zephyr who approached her, Yurin replied concisely.
“It’s natural dye.”
“Dye?”
“Gathering the petals together can make dyes. And to use them to paint a picture, cost nothing.”
“……”
Same mentality!
Yurin was no different from Weed.
“Please help me.”
Zephyr could not refuse Yurin’s request, squatted down, and then started collecting the petals diligently.
“You have to divide them by colors.”
“Yeh…”
Then he went on to struck a tree, and colleted the dropped petals.
The practitioners, at this very moment, were getting bored of flower watching scene.
“This carefree idling around is a bit tiresome.”
“There’s nothing to do here besides this.”
Weed just couldn’t bear with their wry comments any longer!
He sent a message to quell their complaints.
“If you help me collecting these woods, then I’ll treat you all with a round of meat.”
“Meat!”
The practitioners rushed in a flurry brandishing their swords toward the trees. Followed by their swinging, all that left were wreckages and stumps of what used to be vibrant trees.
Even when the durability of their swords dropped tremendously due to the demand, they continued their devastating prayer!
“Sword or meat, MEAT!”
“COME TO ME GRILLED MEAT!”
Mapan obtained the wood in exchange for the meat rations.
Pale was devastated.
“I can’t believe this!”
The sight was beyond shocking.
Everywhere Weed and the practitioners step foot on, the trees appeared to be just a stump moments later.
The instructors and Gemchi weren’t just idling around.
“There are a lot of trees this way.”
“The pieces aren’t thick enough for carving!”
Shouted them as they led the practitioners collecting wood; using this voice deliberately, they cried out for Weed to hear. In the practitioners’ cases, they weren’t press by concisely cutting the wood; rather, meat was their ultimatum.
And in comparison, the hypocritical instructors’ wreckage was worse!
Then, Hwaryeong’s face stricken as she walked toward Weed.
‘Guess it’s too much for Hwaryeong nim to take.’
‘Seems like she’s going to give him what for.’
The party hoped.
The people that can seemingly restrain Weed were Geomchi and Hwaryeong.
For Geomchi was his master in the ways of the sword, while Hwaryeong hardened look and strong presence can essentially dampen the atmosphere.
If she was like this, Weed would change his attitude.
However, Hwaryeong did not stop Weed.
As he went on cutting the tree in front of him, she danced silently behind him.
The speech the dance spoke was quite straightforward.
She was doing it in order to lessen Weed’s fatigue, at the same while she had on a provocative gown to confess her heart to catch his attention; like a butterfly sappunsappun(fluttering about) to draw in her mate.
Her heels trampled the flowers with every dance steps she made.
Complete destruction of nature.
The place they stayed at slowly turning into ruins.
***
Director Kang and the planning committee hearts were thrilled.
‘I can see what the Jeonshin Weed is like.’
‘It was very good for the station that we got this.’
Simply having Weed’s name, it was a guarantee that the viewership wouldn’t be low.
Domestically, as well as on the international level, he was known as the God of War!
Cryptic Invader.
Hunter without a shadow.
The Dark Knight.
Weed earned a variety of nicknames, but the one that stuck without being either excessive or long, was the ‘God of War.’
An individual that exists to fight against every monster, and comes out the victorious singular.
A legend born from the Magic of the Continent.
From just buying his account, CTS Media essential obtained a strong following that came with Weed’s reputation.
“I hope it just as sensational as the Legion of Immortals quest.”
Director Kang was filled with a swirl of positive anticipation.
“No drinking yo. They’re away in the Kingdom of Vampires. Above all, Weed is leading the expedition. This is going to be more work than the Legions of Immortal.”
“Gotta stay up, right?”
“Yes!”
The station officials were convinced.
This adventure was the jackpot of a broadcast to draw in more audiences!
What they need now, was the work to put behind it.
“Sound team, special effect team! Starting today, you’re on a 24 hours standby. You’re gunna edit things as they’re shown the screen.”
“Yes. Everyone is waiting.”
“The writers have to make the caption oomph with the descriptions.”
“I don’t think there’s such need. If you copy paste anything to Weed’s adventure it’d still be just as intense.”
“True that. But it’s an order from the commissioner. We’ve had this experience before, got to proceed with the editing as quickly as possible. Our first priority is to begin the broadcast as soon as possible.”
Only veteran broadcasters were gathered for this urgent task.
Usually the special program features prestigious guilds expeditions or large scale boss monster hunts; though now, Weed was the only person that they’re preparing the program for.
The faith they had in Weed was proven long before.
The Planning Division unexpectedly exclaimed, due the fact that the adventure they were about to work on popped up on the screen.
“Boss! Videos are coming in.”
“Who got it? Put it on the main screen.”
“Yes. Doing it now.”
The station turned their gaze onto the main screen.
According to the talk earlier, they should have been proceeding with editing.
But curiosities regarding Weed’s adventure far outweigh the work.
Weed and the party stepped onto the steep mountain.
Far above the cliffs, clouds drifted by.
They cleared it, and traveled along the flowing creek, and reached a place filled with trees and flowers.
Kkulkkeog. (Gulp.)
Director Kang swallowed his saliva.
On the main screen, the unexpected sight before them was simply breathtaking!
Weed and his party stopped in their tracks when entered the plain of flowers. And after a few verbal exchanges, they scattered in groups.
“That must mean they want to take a break.”
“Yea, I think so.”
But they began to harvest petals and timbers.
As the hundreds of people moved forward with their harvest, they ground became bare wherever they tread.
From one area to another, each was becoming a thorough mess. Everywhere they trampled, it was as if the once sweet fragrant from the flowers got drown out.
Havoc!
Devastation!
It became unbearable.
“……”
Director Kang, as well as everybody else, became speechless.
Instead of appreciating the beautiful place they’ve encountered accidentally, Weed and co. left nothing standing.
In what seemingly as 2 seconds, every form of flowering plants disappeared.
In that location, they calmly had their meals with meat as if nothing happened.
“Do we export this to broadcast?”
“There’s no way we can do that, sir.”
“Then, today must be just messing around; the real adventure will probably start tomorrow.”
“Sure. It is Weed.”
Director Kang still did not lose hope.
Jeonshin Weed.
It was an honor to watch all of his struggles.
In Magic of the Continent, he was the sole existence that can drop any challengers to their knees, and forces every enemy to abandon hope. It was great to form an exclusive contract with Weed and to broadcast this adventure.
In fact, the entire broadcasting station had already cleaned up the internal issue regarding the special program because the expectation on this was very high.
However, Weed and his party have been traveling for about nine days, and everywhere they went, atrocities were committed.
Each and every time, Director Khang’s innards were slowly burnt to black.
“Weed nim, I’ll be happy to help you!”
Mapan swept up the twigs to place them onto the wagon.
The difficulty when he was a beginner taught him how to gain and spend money!
He had to survive on collecting firewood from the mountain ranges.
Mapan was now collecting timbers with the intention to sell them.
The atrocities the committed!
Cutting down the myriads of trees, the party realized the circumstances of his actions.
“It was for money after all.”
“Somehow, Weed nim’s action would always result to this……”
They once again faced an overwhelming disappointment.
However, one did not lose hope.
Zephyr said to himself.
“Weed’s younger sister must love flowers.”
Pale also nodded his head.
“The need for money can’t be genetic.”
The youthful Yurin should be somewhere adorning herself with flowers in this plain.
As expected of a girl.
When they sought out Yurin.
The scene unfolded before them was shocking.
It was correct that Yurin was sitting in the field of flowers. The problem was she was squatting on the ground digging into the flowers reaching for the petals, yanking them out and placing them into her basket-shape formed hand.
“The, why……”
Questioned by Zephyr who approached her, Yurin replied concisely.
“It’s natural dye.”
“Dye?”
“Gathering the petals together can make dyes. And to use them to paint a picture, cost nothing.”
“……”
Same mentality!
Yurin was no different from Weed.
“Please help me.”
Zephyr could not refuse Yurin’s request, squatted down, and then started collecting the petals diligently.
“You have to divide them by colors.”
“Yeh…”
Then he went on to struck a tree, and colleted the dropped petals.
The practitioners, at this very moment, were getting bored of flower watching scene.
“This carefree idling around is a bit tiresome.”
“There’s nothing to do here besides this.”
Weed just couldn’t bear with their wry comments any longer!
He sent a message to quell their complaints.
“If you help me collecting these woods, then I’ll treat you all with a round of meat.”
“Meat!”
The practitioners rushed in a flurry brandishing their swords toward the trees. Followed by their swinging, all that left were wreckages and stumps of what used to be vibrant trees.
Even when the durability of their swords dropped tremendously due to the demand, they continued their devastating prayer!
“Sword or meat, MEAT!”
“COME TO ME GRILLED MEAT!”
Mapan obtained the wood in exchange for the meat rations.
Pale was devastated.
“I can’t believe this!”
The sight was beyond shocking.
Everywhere Weed and the practitioners step foot on, the trees appeared to be just a stump moments later.
The instructors and Gemchi weren’t just idling around.
“There are a lot of trees this way.”
“The pieces aren’t thick enough for carving!”
Shouted them as they led the practitioners collecting wood; using this voice deliberately, they cried out for Weed to hear. In the practitioners’ cases, they weren’t press by concisely cutting the wood; rather, meat was their ultimatum.
And in comparison, the hypocritical instructors’ wreckage was worse!
Then, Hwaryeong’s face stricken as she walked toward Weed.
‘Guess it’s too much for Hwaryeong nim to take.’
‘Seems like she’s going to give him what for.’
The party hoped.
The people that can seemingly restrain Weed were Geomchi and Hwaryeong.
For Geomchi was his master in the ways of the sword, while Hwaryeong hardened look and strong presence can essentially dampen the atmosphere.
If she was like this, Weed would change his attitude.
However, Hwaryeong did not stop Weed.
As he went on cutting the tree in front of him, she danced silently behind him.
The speech the dance spoke was quite straightforward.
She was doing it in order to lessen Weed’s fatigue, at the same while she had on a provocative gown to confess her heart to catch his attention; like a butterfly sappunsappun(fluttering about) to draw in her mate.
Her heels trampled the flowers with every dance steps she made.
Complete destruction of nature.
The place they stayed at slowly turning into ruins.
***
Director Kang and the planning committee hearts were thrilled.
‘I can see what the Jeonshin Weed is like.’
‘It was very good for the station that we got this.’
Simply having Weed’s name, it was a guarantee that the viewership wouldn’t be low.
Domestically, as well as on the international level, he was known as the God of War!
Cryptic Invader.
Hunter without a shadow.
The Dark Knight.
Weed earned a variety of nicknames, but the one that stuck without being either excessive or long, was the ‘God of War.’
An individual that exists to fight against every monster, and comes out the victorious singular.
A legend born from the Magic of the Continent.
From just buying his account, CTS Media essential obtained a strong following that came with Weed’s reputation.
“I hope it just as sensational as the Legion of Immortals quest.”
Director Kang was filled with a swirl of positive anticipation.
“No drinking yo. They’re away in the Kingdom of Vampires. Above all, Weed is leading the expedition. This is going to be more work than the Legions of Immortal.”
“Gotta stay up, right?”
“Yes!”
The station officials were convinced.
This adventure was the jackpot of a broadcast to draw in more audiences!
What they need now, was the work to put behind it.
“Sound team, special effect team! Starting today, you’re on a 24 hours standby. You’re gunna edit things as they’re shown the screen.”
“Yes. Everyone is waiting.”
“The writers have to make the caption oomph with the descriptions.”
“I don’t think there’s such need. If you copy paste anything to Weed’s adventure it’d still be just as intense.”
“True that. But it’s an order from the commissioner. We’ve had this experience before, got to proceed with the editing as quickly as possible. Our first priority is to begin the broadcast as soon as possible.”
Only veteran broadcasters were gathered for this urgent task.
Usually the special program features prestigious guilds expeditions or large scale boss monster hunts; though now, Weed was the only person that they’re preparing the program for.
The faith they had in Weed was proven long before.
The Planning Division unexpectedly exclaimed, due the fact that the adventure they were about to work on popped up on the screen.
“Boss! Videos are coming in.”
“Who got it? Put it on the main screen.”
“Yes. Doing it now.”
The station turned their gaze onto the main screen.
According to the talk earlier, they should have been proceeding with editing.
But curiosities regarding Weed’s adventure far outweigh the work.
Weed and the party stepped onto the steep mountain.
Far above the cliffs, clouds drifted by.
They cleared it, and traveled along the flowing creek, and reached a place filled with trees and flowers.
Kkulkkeog. (Gulp.)
Director Kang swallowed his saliva.
On the main screen, the unexpected sight before them was simply breathtaking!
Weed and his party stopped in their tracks when entered the plain of flowers. And after a few verbal exchanges, they scattered in groups.
“That must mean they want to take a break.”
“Yea, I think so.”
But they began to harvest petals and timbers.
As the hundreds of people moved forward with their harvest, they ground became bare wherever they tread.
From one area to another, each was becoming a thorough mess. Everywhere they trampled, it was as if the once sweet fragrant from the flowers got drown out.
Havoc!
Devastation!
It became unbearable.
“……”
Director Kang, as well as everybody else, became speechless.
Instead of appreciating the beautiful place they’ve encountered accidentally, Weed and co. left nothing standing.
In what seemingly as 2 seconds, every form of flowering plants disappeared.
In that location, they calmly had their meals with meat as if nothing happened.
“Do we export this to broadcast?”
“There’s no way we can do that, sir.”
“Then, today must be just messing around; the real adventure will probably start tomorrow.”
“Sure. It is Weed.”
Director Kang still did not lose hope.
Jeonshin Weed.
It was an honor to watch all of his struggles.
In Magic of the Continent, he was the sole existence that can drop any challengers to their knees, and forces every enemy to abandon hope. It was great to form an exclusive contract with Weed and to broadcast this adventure.
In fact, the entire broadcasting station had already cleaned up the internal issue regarding the special program because the expectation on this was very high.
However, Weed and his party have been traveling for about nine days, and everywhere they went, atrocities were committed.
Each and every time, Director Khang’s innards were slowly burnt to black.
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