Chapter 3  

Chapter 3   : No Money And No Recognition (3)

“Yes, yes, there is no problem . Go ahead and speak . ”

The editor in chief faltered a bit and continued speaking .

-Actually, we’re worried about your current project .

“Is that so…”

-The theme of a peerless martial arts master being transported to a fantasy world is good, but focusing mostly on the fantasy plot is a little… And on top of that, it’s not as if the main character is some completely overpowered munchkin; the plot development should be about meeting stronger and stronger enemies and cultivating, but his occupation as a blacksmith is a little too boring .

Jaegun plugged his mouth to stop himself from gasping . As he turned his head and looked in front of him, he saw countless amounts of people showing a happy smile and walking past him . It seemed as if everyone was living a happy daily life except for him .

The words of the editor in chief continued .

-Mr . Ha, you always seem to be writing diligently . I know that, but because your writing focuses heavily on not leaving any holes in the plot, you lose out many opportThe sound of heaving came out after he exerted his strength after drinking alcohol . Jaegun threw up a mouthful of spit and then plugged his throat . If he threw up anymore, it seemed like everything he ate for dinner would come back up .

“Hheu… Hheu…”

Jaegun gathered his breath and looked down at the clothes he was wearing . Both his arms and hands were covered with dirt from the gravestone .

‘Dirt is already on me so whatever . ’

Jaegun walked towards the grave and started pulling the weeds that grew too much . They were more grounded than they looked so it took quite a bit of strength . It would have been good if there was a weed cutter lying around, but of course, there was no such thing .

It was the moment when he roughly cleared up the front of the grave and turned around to walk away .

“Meee~oowww”

“Woah! God damn!”

Jaegun fell backwards onto his butt . A cat was sitting there with its tail pointed upward . It was a kitten that had a short, deep-blue coat .

“What are you . You, you’re a house cat?”

Jaegun asked the cat . Around its neck was a red collar . On it, the Korean characters ‘Rika’ was inscribed .

“Rika? Your name is Rika?”

“Meow . ”

“Why are you in a place like this? Did you lose your way?”

“Meow . ”

The kitten looked up at Jaegun and continuously mewed . He felt as if the eye level of the kitten was high . As he looked down, the kitten was sitting on top of some box . It was a ramen box covered in duct tape .

“What is this now? This is weird . ”

Maybe because this was a world where it was overflowing with bad news, scary thoughts came into his mind first . Jaegun swallowed a ball of spit, gathered courage and stretched out his hand toward the box . He steeled his resolve and decided that he would investigate it even more if it was related to a crime . The kitten came down from the box and stood next to Jaegun .

“Mmm? A notebook?”

After locating the entrance of the box, Jaegun muttered with a stupefied expression . A notebook was inside the box . You could tell it was an old, worn-out notebook . Aside from the notebook, there was a fountain pen, a mug and a brown-rimmed pair of glasses neatly laid inside the box .

“These, do these items belong to your owner?”

“Meow, meow . ”

As if the kitten understood, it raised its head and cried out . Jaegun carefully reached out his hand and scratched the kitten’s neck . The kitten must have liked the sensation of the first time meeting Jaegun’s hands and stuck closer to him .

It was at that moment .

“Wuh-What?!”