Seoul Station.

Fortunately, this place hadn’t been cleared by anyone yet, so Kang Woojin could appear in an instant.

“Huh. Is it fine to leave this place like this?”

After the Dungeon Shock, this region had changed a lot, but the second Dungeon Shock had brought about another change.

The old Alandal guild offices had turned to ruins, and the training ground had been razed to the ground. For the past five years, humans had experienced going through multiple Dungeon Breaks, so they had developed numerous techniques to rapidly repair buildings and infrastructure. However, the area around Seoul Station was still in ruins.

If the monster attacks were still ongoing, it would have been understandable. However, he could see the roads being cleared, and heavy equipment fixing the other buildings. He could guess what was happening.

“So they’re saying they won’t fix anything that isn’t on their lands?”

The region near Seoul Station was Alandal’s territory. This region was the only place where the recovery efforts weren’t ongoing. Woojin walked towards the fallen buildings.

He headed toward the sounds of humans. 

He arrived at a clearing where an excavator was clearing away debris. In the middle of this clearing, a temporary tent had been erected, and he saw a familiar face beneath this tent.

“He’s leading a charmed life.”

The world was going to hell, yet Woo...