The 100th Regression of the Max-Level Player

Chapter 124: The Cleaner (1)

[Top-grade Tough Leather]

[Category: Possession]

[Description: The tough and high-quality leather of a top-grade monster. Suitable for making items.]

[Seller: dontgo95]

[Price: 2,000,000 won]

[Discount: Not available]

[Chat: Not available]

[Transaction Method: Delivery]

Ju Sung-taek posted an item that made Ryu Min smile in satisfaction.

It was a hot, freshly listed legendary material.

He must have fetched it after taking down the Ogre of the 8th round.

There must have been plenty of human corpses, so he could have used Corpse Explosion to his hearts content.

It would have been impossible otherwise, but catching the Ogre was a fortunate event for Ryu Min.

Even a psychopathic killer can be of use at times.

With a frivolous thought, he pressed the purchase button.

Since the phone belonged to someone else, the ID used was, of course, not Ryu Mins but LostYaks.

The delivery address was also set to LostYaks studio apartment.

Ryu Min smiled while lying down and looking at his phone.

Ill make good use of the legendary material you secured. Dont feel bad since Im sending you living expenses in return.

A guy missing limbs couldnt possibly find a part-time job anywhere.

The sales proceeds were bound to go towards living expenses.

Now, I just need to gather one more piece of legendary material.

As Ryu Min was pondering whether to make a weapon or a necklace, a call came to his phone, not LostYaks, but Ryu Mins own.

Uh.

-Lord, its Kim Ye-dam.

I know. Dont use your real name; call yourself Yamti.

-Ah, yes.

It looks like youve finished what I asked?

-Yes, Ive organized the list of Player Haven Caf members as you instructed and sent it via email just now.

Got it. Lay low for now until further instructions. The National Assembly member Lee Seong-hyun is hot on your trail.

-Understood.

Make sure the chairman doesnt get any funny ideas.

-Worry not master!

Hey, dont try to act cute with me. How dare you flirt with your master. Tsk.

-Sor, sorry. Ill correct it.

Good. Keep up the good work.

After ending the call, Ryu Min opened his email.

An email from Yamti was waiting.

[Player Haven Caf Death List.xlsx]

Why would you save the file name like this? What if we get caught?

He thought hed have to give her a stern talking-to later as he opened the file.

The list of players who joined the caf rolled down.

[Nickname] [Real Name] [Age] [Join Date] [Occupation] [Crime] [Current Status]

MintChocoLove / Park Sae-rom / 20 / April 11 / College Student / Accomplice to Murder / Alive

Koo Yeon-seung / Koo Yeon-seung / 29 / April 5 / Actor / Murder / Alive

ChickenBeerIsTruth / Park Hyun-min / 28 / April 11 / Office Worker / Accomplice to Murder, Rape / Alive

From nicknames to real names, professions, and crimes committed during the interview.

Everything was neatly organized.

Thanks to Yamtis work experience in a company, she handled such tasks well.

So much trash to be dealt with, huh?

The precise number was 1,031.

A sigh naturally escaped him.

I cant go out and set up a cafe with such people.

Player Haven is now taking a different direction from before.

Interviews were conducted solely based on character, and anyone with a criminal record was unequivocally rejected, a stark contrast to the past when criminals were actually welcomed.

Even though the water change is in progress, the existing one is the problem.

Its impossible to forcibly kick out those who have already joined.

Forcing them out could lead to unpredictable actions outside.

It would be like releasing criminals from prison back into society.

So, its right to slowly sort out the existing members like this.

To put it nicely, its sorting; to put it harshly, its a purge.

Ill have to start by cleaning up this trash.

For such a large-scale cleanup, an expert is indeed needed.

And Ryu Min had the perfect trash cleaner in mind.

Lets go ask for a favor?

Ryu Mins lips twisted into a smile.

***

In a shabby warehouse.

Five players gathered, smoking cigarettes.

Haah, f*ck. How did it come to this?

Tell me about it.

Naturally, sighs and curses flowed with the smoke.

They were, after all, looking at a wanted poster with their faces on it.

F*ck, they put such a shitty photo up.

Im not this ugly.

No, youre ugly as hell. Its spot on.

F*ck off! Its not like you look better.

They chuckled but soon sighed again.

They were laughing, but it was a laugh to relieve tension.

They were fully aware of the seriousness of their situation.

Were wanted and cant move freely, what do we do?

Guess we have to get plastic surgery or something.

Plastic surgery, my ass. With the tracking skill, it seems like only a matter of time before we get caught.

Ah, right. That damn thing.

As if on cue, sighs accompanied by cigarette smoke flowed from the mouths of the five.

The National Assembly member Lee Seong-hyun or whatever, that bastard proposed this law. Says hes making an organization against players, but hes still using players.

Then they can easily find us with tracking, huh?

Looks like were forced into a life on the run, damn it.

F*ck, maybe changing our names would help us avoid being tracked?

They pondered how they, as players, ended up as wanted criminals.

Along with their regrets, they could only think of one reason.

Its all because we joined that cafe.

Yeah, because of that, the first murder happened

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