Chapter 305

Mikael was waiting in the hall, he looked around and stood up to study the surroundings. He first peeked at the vending machine and decided to go with a bottle of coke. Then, he realized that the vending machine has snacks too so he decided to get a bag of potato chips.

"Wait a minute, why do I feel like this painting is like Mona Lisa?"

"Because that's the real Mona Lisa."

Every strand of his hair stood up and he summoned his Spear so fast. He aimed the Spear at the unknown man. Lightning was crackling around his body and he was ready to activate his Skills at any moment.

"Hoh, looks like you have what it takes to enter this place. I thought a stupid arrogant person entered the Dungeon but I guess I'm wrong. You're Mikael Tibano, right? I saw a lot of videos about you back in 2021."

"And you're Kim Soo-Woon, Kyle told me about you."

Mikael replied as his Spear was ready to stab someone if things went south. His instincts were telling that Kim Soo-Woon was dangerous. Or rather, he was releasing a powerful aura that made Mikael shiver. He hated to admit it but Kim Soo-Woon was stronger, much much stronger than him. As if he has unlimited power, like a God.

"Kyle? Just like what I thought, that asshole compromised my safe haven."

Kim Soo-Woon sneered when he recalled that person, Kyle. He gave the key to him because Kyle was the only one who could open the Portal. Well, Kim Soo-Woon agreed that Kyle chose the best Hunter to send in this Dungeon. Kim Soo-Woon could see that Mikael have what it takes to finish this Dungeon.

"Asshole, huh. Well, Kyle is definitely an asshole, I agree with that. But the question is… what about you?"

Mikael stared as sweat dripped down his face. This person was above in terms of strength and speed. Mikael would lose if they fought, that's why he wanted to make sure that Kim Soo-Woon was not an enemy.

"Me? I'm an asshole, but I'm better than Kyle. I'm confident about that."

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Kim Soo-Woon opened a box of cigarettes and pulled out one stick. He lit up the cigarette and put it in his mouth, smoke came out as he exhaled.

Mikael sighed in relief, fanning the smoke away as he lowered his Spear. Although he did not unsummon the Spear just to make sure.

"I can't agree more."

Mikael nodded his head.

"See, we have similarities. We both hate Kyle."

Kim Soo-Woon extended his hand and Mikael took it, they have a handshake. With just one similarity, they immediately understood that both of them were not bad guys.

"First of all, I'm sorry. You see, I strongly believe that all of the founding members of the Redemption are crazy. Even now I still believe that. This means that in my eyes you are a crazy person."

Kim Soo-Woon frankly said, he did not have any brake. He didn't have any reason to lie to begin with.

"No problem. By the way, the power that you achieve…"

"What? Do you mean my existence? Don't worry, if you finished all of the 98 rooms, you will become just like me. A God."

"I see, so this Dungeon is indeed…"

Mikael confirmed that this Dungeon was legitimate. He sensed the unlimited power from Kim Soo-Woon. When he realized that this Dungeon could make him strong, the two corners of his lips curled up. Mikael grinned.

"Oi, oi. What did I say? You are really a crazy person. How can you smile like that, this is not child's play. Man' you're creepy."

Kim Soo-Woon puffed up smoke and he shook his head. He was right, no one in the founding members had a right mind. All of them were crazy. Kim Soo-Woon thought that Mikael would be better compared to them since he slept for six years. But he was wrong, this person was crazy too, perhaps crazier.

"Ah, I'm sorry, it seems like my true emotions come up."

Mikael covered his mouth, he realized that he made a mistake. Kim Soo-Woon did not care, he was going to leave this place anyway. If Mikael lives or dies, it all depends on his capabilities. This Dungeon was difficult, but the rewards were terrifying.

"Okay, since you asked why this painting is the same just like the Mona Lisa," Kim Soo-Woon glanced at the painting. "Because this is the real painting of Mona Lisa."

"What do you mean? I thought the real painting is in the gallery of the Louvre Museum in Paris. I remembered that because I read it once in high school."

Mikael tilted his head. Did it mean that the most famous painting in the world was actually fake and the real one was in this hall?

"Nah, that painting in Paris is fake. The real one was destroyed a long time ago when Davinci used it to wipe his penis after he masturbate. All of the paintings here are destroyed paintings that no one could ever see. Except us, of course."

Kim Soo-Woon Stated.

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Their conversation was quite good. Kim Soo-Woon was a good talker and he was interesting to talk with. He was humorous, although he was a smoker, a heavy smoker. While talking to him, Mikael learned many things about this Dungeon.

Just like Mikael, Kim Soo-Woon was confused when he first entered the Dungeon. His imagination was completely different from what he expected.

"Sir."

Their conversation ended when Hamlet appeared with a cart filled with food. The clown smiled at the two while putting the food on the table.

"Hey, Hamlet. Can we use the training ground?"

Kim Soo-Woon asked and Hamlet nodded.

"Yes sir. That place is always open for the Hunters."

He bowed and left the hall. His attitude was different compared to when he appeared in the Ranking Hall. He was acting as if he was in front of important people which made it more confusing because Kim Soo-Woon and Mikael were just two ordinary people.

"Oi, Mikael. Finish your food and come to the training ground. I want to know if you have what it takes to finish this program. I want to make sure that Kyle sent the right person."

"Okay, just give me at least half an hour. I didn't know that Hamlet will bring a lot of food."

"The answer is simple, just don't eat them."

"Nah, food is a blessing and bad karma will haunt you if you don't finish all of them."

"You believe that?"

"No, but Oliver Johnson taught me how to be thankful."