‘Alright, all that’s left is to finally prepare for the hunt,’ Han-Yeol suddenly thought.

Dingdong!

‘Huh?’ He took a look and checked his phone when an old-fashioned tone rang from it.

[The proceeds from the sale of Troll corpses have been deposited into your account.]

[810,000,000 won has been deposited into your account.]

‘I’m glad that ended without any issues,’ he thought as he finally received the long-awaited money. He then went to the Dwarven Workshop once again.

“Welco- Omo! You are here again?” the wife of the workshop’s owner said in delight when she recognized Han-Yeol.

“Yes. Would it be possible to extend the length of my chain by tomorrow?” Han-Yeol asked.

“Please give me a minute,” the woman said, typing something on her computer just as she had the last time.

“Sure,” Han-Yeol replied.

“Yes, he says it will be possible, and your request will cost a total of three hundred million won,” the woman said with a smile on her face.

‘Hoo… I always end up spending a ton here…’ Han-Yeol sighed and grumbled inwardly. He swallowed his tears before handing his card to the woman.

“Will you be paying in full?” the woman asked.

“This is a debit card…” Han-Yeol replied.

“Ah! Thank you, customer!” the woman exclaimed brightly. She swiped Han-Yeol’s debit card and politely handed him the receipt.

“Goodbye, then,” Han-Yeol said before leaving the shop.

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