The 100th Regression of the Max-Level Player

“I’m here because I have a request.”

“A r-request?”

Even though it could have been considered an order, Black Scythe had phrased it as a request, which made Heo Tae-seok feel unworthy and overwhelmed.

“You don’t need to ask for anything. Just tell me what needs to be done.”

“I can’t do that. You’ve gone to the trouble of establishing a sect for me, humble as it may be.”

“Y-yes.”

“So, I’d like you to relocate.”

“Relocate?”

Was he asking them to abandon this place and move somewhere else?

“But as I mentioned earlier, we’re not in a position to do that…”

“I’ll find you a new building. It would be nice to build one from scratch, but there’s no time, so purchasing a church building that’s up for sale would be best. I’m thinking of Seoul. What do you think?”

“…”

Heo Tae-seok was momentarily speechless.

Did he just hear that right? Did Black Scythe just say he would provide them with a building?

“I… Did I hear that correctly? You said you’d get us a building…?”

“I didn’t say I’d give it to you. It’ll be purchased under my name. But Seoul would be suitable, right?”

“Seoul would be great, but… It’s expensive…”

“Even so, it’s around 20 billion won, isn’t it?”

Heo Tae-seok’s jaw dropped again.

Black Scythe was talking about 20 billion won as if it were loose change.

“So, what do you think?”

“What… about…?”

“Are you willing to relocate if I provide a building in Seoul?”

“Well, I…”

Heo Tae-seok couldn’t give an immediate answer as he was overwhelmed with various concerns.

But Ryu Min, who could read minds, already knew what was troubling him.

“There’s no need to worry. I’ll cover all the operating costs as well. As we’re on the subject, I’ll transfer you 100 million won as one year’s operating budget.”

“W-what? 100 million won?”

“Stop being so surprised and give me your bank account details.”

As Ryu Min pulled out his phone, genuinely preparing to transfer the money, Heo Tae-seok was left in a daze. The sudden windfall seemed almost surreal.

“Come on, give me your account number.”

“Oh, yes. It’s Nonghyup Bank, 291…”

Upon hearing the account number, Ryu Min immediately transferred the 100 million won. Of course, he used the alias Lostyak, so his real name wouldn’t be revealed.

When Heo Tae-seok confirmed that the money had indeed been deposited, he looked at Ryu Min with wide eyes.

“Is it really okay to give me such a large sum of money…?”

“Don’t worry about it. Use it for the sect’s operating expenses. It’s a small amount to me.”

Considering that 10 billion won was generated as interest every year, 100 million won was just pocket change to Ryu Min.

“Thank you… Thank you so much!”

“There’s no need to thank me. As I mentioned earlier, this is not just an act of generosity. I have a favor to ask of you.”

“A-anything, just tell me what to do.”

Even without a formal challenge, Heo Tae-seok was now groveling like a slave. The power of money was indeed immense.

“You have a skill called Black Seed, which you learned at level 40. It allows you to summon a demon by planting a seed in the ground.”

“Yes, I do.”

“Now that you’ve reached level 60, that skill should have been enhanced. The demon it summons should be stronger, right?”

“That’s correct.”

“I want you to plant that seed in a location I designate and summon a demon when I give the signal. Can you do that?”

Without hesitation, Heo Tae-seok nodded. It wasn’t a difficult request. All he had to do was cast the skill at the designated location.

“But how did you know about my skill? I don’t think I’ve ever used it in front of you…”

“I saw another dark mage using it.”

Of course, that was a lie.

He learned about the skill from a vision in the 7th round.

‘Back then, Heo Tae-seok had planted a seed in Min Juri’s body and threatened to detonate it.’

Since it was a system-created illusion, Ryu Min held no lingering resentment. After all, Heo Tae-seok had even gone so far as to establish a religion in his name, so betrayal seemed unlikely.

“Is that really all you want me to do?”

“Yes, that’s all I ask. If you do as I say, I’ll provide you with a building in Seoul, cover your operating costs, and even help you recruit more followers.”

“Help us recruit followers too?”

“Ten followers are too few, don’t you think? You should aim for at least 100.”

The number was so unimaginable that Heo Tae-seok’s mouth dropped open.

“Is that even possible?”

“It’s possible. Thanks to the power of money. Or more accurately, the power of points.”

“Points… what do you mean…?”

“Do you know about the café ‘Players Haven’?”

Although it was a rhetorical question, Heo Tae-seok quickly answered.

“Player Haven? Of course, I’m a member too.”

“Post a promotional message there, saying that you’ve established a new sect in Seoul.”

“I’ve already tried that, but not many people joined.”

“Of course, they wouldn’t join just because you asked them to.”

“Then how…?”

“Offer points. Say that anyone who joins will receive 10,000 points.”

“W-what?”

Points were more valuable than gold. Offering them as a sign-up bonus?

There would be no reason for people not to join, especially in desperate times like these.

“They saw from the 11th round’s results that I have 20 million points. If the Black Scythe himself promises to give out points, they’ll come running.”

“Definitely. If points are on the line, they’ll flock like crazy.”

“Then that solves the problem of recruiting followers.”

Even if 100 people joined, Ryu Min wouldn’t feel the loss of giving away 1 million points. After all, he had plenty to spare.

‘The more followers, the better. They’re my devotees, and gathering them makes it easier to manage them.’

Besides, there was a more significant reason for gathering followers.

To obtain the Hero’s Rune as planned, Ryu Min needed to be surrounded by people—at least 100 of them.

‘Surely, at least 100 people will join. I’m offering points, after all.’

However, Ryu Min didn’t know just how many people would actually flock to him.

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