Solo Leveling: Ragnarok – 281



Episode 281

It is an extremely clear choice.

“I’m going to buy some fruit!”

“Give me the fruit right now!”

“fruit!”

In any case even if you killed ‘Ber’ who came out of the bank and took all the coins it was obvious that the remaining people would end up fighting over the coins again.

It is virtually impossible not to get hurt in the process.

In other words in the end they had to go to the bank again bleeding and buy fruit.

So what will be left in the end?

In the end only banks are good.

Compared to that what about other options?

How about getting a huge pile of coins flashing right in front of your eyes?

I could just buy the fruit at the regular price and resell it at 5 times the price but should I really put up with this?

Aaaah!

“fruit!”

“Give me the fruit!”

There is no such thing as a mob.

I could even feel the madness of the villains who were rushing to tell the bankers to sell the fruit.

The citizens of this city were already steeped in debt and coins.

They are willing to commit murder to repay debts or obtain coins.

No just murder?

To begin with this is a city of villains.

In particular the debt hunters wearing bomb chokers around their necks went so far as to openly kill bank employees grabbing them by the collar and threatening to kill them.

“What are you doing! “Don’t come out right away!”

“What’s the problem with me saying I’m going to buy fruit at the bank with my own money!”

“How much more loan will I have to borrow than that?!”

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“okay! “Let’s get a loan right now!”

“Give it to me! immediately!”

They did not hesitate to buy fruit even taking out loans.

Anyway if you resell it right away the money will be copied 5 times so what’s the problem?

There are investments with guaranteed returns like this but how many people would not take out a loan?

“Now wait!”

“wait a minute!”

The bankers had no choice but to panic and not know what to do due to their explosive momentum.

But there was no way.

Of course they could also refuse the deal in the name of the city’s balance but if they restricted the purchase of the essential fruit to survive in this apocalypse all the villains in the city might riot.

If all the villains in the city rose up even if it was just one ‘Ber’ there was no way for the bank to suppress him.

‘That crazy guy…’

In the end the Vice President looked in despair at the sight of ‘Ber’ leisurely looking over the mess of the chaos with a defeated look on his face.

and.

* * *

…Quad!

After hearing the whole story the bank president snapped the vice president’s neck which he was holding and killed him.

The vice president lost his life without even being able to scream.

Then something amazing happened.

Twaaagh!

The bank president’s ‘tree roots’ which were made up of hard bark and wriggling tree trunks instead of arms began to suck out the red energy from the corpse of the dead vice president.

Slurp.

In the end the lifeless and shriveled corpse like a dried old tree rolled around helplessly on the floor.

Kick that corpse that is just a shell! Surprisingly the expression on the face of the trampled bank president was ‘satisfied.’

“Ugh. I ate a lot of baby food. “Have you been stealing fruit without me knowing?”

Hehehe.

The sound of someone hiccuping.

The bank president’s words made the employees who had a history of secretly stealing and eating fruit from the warehouse look pale.

As far as they know the bank president’s awakening level was only B level.

But at the same time he was the bank president who ate more Alfheim fruits than anyone else in the city.

They had no idea what would happen if they ate that much fruit and how strong they would become.

In the first place Alfheim itself was an unknown entity.

You cannot know what effect it has on your body until you try it yourself.

Just one thing.

There was something they knew.

The bank president is most wary of someone else eating more fruit than he does.

Wow.

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His arm which had turned into a tree trunk shrunk and returned to its original shape.

The bank president indifferently smoothed his forearms which had turned their color again and asked the employees who were trembling with fear as they looked at him.

“So what is his whereabouts?”

“That thing… disappeared again. “Suddenly the moment you walk out the bank door.”

“And what about the other guys here?”

“We sold all the fruit back to him and scattered it all.”

“I guess so. Since each of them must have made a lot of money thanks to that guy are they going to stay in hiding while being wary of each other for the time being? “Wow this has become a hassle.”

The bank president regained his composure perhaps due to venting his anger or feeling full and took a moment to gather his thoughts.

“hmm. First of all the urgent priority is to refill the depleted warehouse. “If rumors start to spread that there is no fruit in the bank debt collectors will immediately come in.”

Gulp.

At those words the employees’ expressions became determined.

The reason why a bank could exist as a bank in this lawless area was because of ‘fruit.’

No matter how much debtors live in debt.

Even though they wear bomb necklaces their lives are threatened every day and they are treated like slaves.

The reason they could never challenge the bank’s authority was because the bank kept the ‘fruit’.

There are so many fruits gathered here that heal all wounds so what kind of crazy person would dare to rob a bank to make some money?

It was supposed to be one life but the bankers who held the fruit were like storing a whole bunch of extra lives in the warehouse.

But now things have completely changed.

‘We’re out of fruit.’

‘Instead the money accumulated as much as me.’

…A bank that only has money and no fruits.

Isn’t it really the worst?

What better situation to stimulate debt collectors than this time?

“Everyone prepare for terrorism. “If word spreads debt collectors may come in.”

…?!

At those words a determined expression appeared on the faces of all the scared bankers.

It’s not a joke.

Haven’t you experienced the force of the mob just now yelling at them to buy fruit?

But it was a pharmacy.

Their purpose was to make money not to pay off debt.

But how many debtors have been squeezing their souls with their debt?

If this situation became known to all the debtors in the city it would only take a moment for them to turn into bank robbers.

“And spread false rumors around the city as quickly as possible. “Actually there is another fruit warehouse at the bank.”

“Yeah yep.”

“We need to buy as much time as possible. “Time to refill the storehouse with fruit.”

At the bank president’s order the employees began to move busily.

“And call the reapers as secretly as possible. He said he would double the fruit picking request fee for a few days. “I have enough money thanks to that damn bastard.”

“Oh I understand….”

“If you understand move quickly!”

“Yes yep!”

“…No wait.”

Stand tall.

The bank manager turned his head out the window at the momentary ominous feeling.

Doo doo doo doo doo….

I could feel a slight vibration beneath my feet.

“Is it already…?”

It’s ominous.

His expression hardened.

No that can’t be true.

This is too fast.

Considering the size of this city there is no way the rumor would have already spread to debt collectors.

‘Even if the rumor spreads it can’t reach everyone yet. There’s still a long way to go before they join forces to attack…’

but.

There is always an ominous premonition.

“…shit. “Everyone stop what you’re doing and grab your weapons first!”

“…!”

The bank employees were startled by the bank president’s suddenly loud command and took up their weapons.

And they too were too late to see what he was seeing.

Dududududududududu…!

Far outside the window…

A lot of debt collectors were coming this way.

With a bomb choker around his neck.

“How already?!”

This is ridiculous.

No matter how many hunters returned here after making five times their money isn’t this too fast?

but.

They didn’t even dare to imagine.

The fact that there are ‘shadows’ who are spreading rumors in real time at the feet of the debtors who are rushing to the bank with crazy weapons pointed at them.

[Hey did you hear that? I heard the bank is out of fruit?]

[Oh no way.]

[no. It’s true! The bakery villain who appeared at the market earlier bought all the fruit from the bank a while ago.]

[What really?! Then now at the bank…!]

[There is no fruit at all!]

[what? Then isn’t now your chance?]

[What are you doing? The other guys have already set off saying this is their chance to get revenge on the bank guys!]

[How long do we have to live as slaves to those bastards?]

[Yes that’s right. I managed to escape all the way to North Korea so why should I become a slave to capitalism again?]

The identity of those voices was this morning.

They were countless shadow soldiers that Suho had planted in the shadows of the people gathered in the market.

And even at this moment rumors about the bank were spreading throughout the city following people’s shadows.

“Holy shit! “What happened!”

The bank president couldn’t believe it.

The fact that the situation in the city which had been maintained so calmly until now became like this in just one day.

In the end he had no choice but to resort to the last resort.

When the city gets to this point there is only one thing that needs to be done.

“First of all stop it somehow! “I’ll do whatever I can to take as much time as possible!”

“Yes yes!”

The first answer to his abstract order came out of the bankers’ mouths.

And without anyone else being the first they began to draw on the energy of the ‘fruit’ they had been eating.

Damn it!

Then in an instant their skin became hard like tree bark.

Although it may not be possible to reach the level shown by the bank president earlier the bankers gathered here were the ones who consumed the most fruits so far among the city’s citizens.

And I was able to quickly learn how to use this power from what the bank president showed me a while ago.

And with this level of power it seemed like it would be possible to take a short break as ordered by the bank president.

Because the skin becomes hard like tree bark the defense increases.

But none of them knew what the bank president was planning to do from now on.

Kwasik!

The bank president tore up the floor of the bank in front of everyone.

Then the ‘safe’ hidden there was revealed.

‘Secret safe?’

‘Was there a safe we ​​didn’t know about?’

‘Could it be that there are fruits over there?’

‘Or a weapon?’

What immediately came to mind was fruit but what the bank manager took out after opening the secret safe was nothing else.

‘slate?’

It was a small stone slab with a strange symbol engraved on it.

While everyone was puzzled the bank president gritted his teeth and grabbed the slate.

“Hold on just a little while. In the meantime I will… buy fruit from another city.”

“…?!”

The bankers’ eyes widened at those words.

This city was a paradise for the last remaining villains in North Korea.

However cities of villains did not exist only in North Korea.

I only heard it through rumors but there are villains in China and Russia who have run away from the associations in those countries…

“Whew. I’d rather die than open my hands to those guys but there’s nothing I can do because I’m in a hurry. “Whether it’s China or Russia the only way to do it is to buy at least a few hundred fruits from whoever sells them cheaply.”

Again there’s a lot of money because of who the damn person is.

The bank president sighed and activated the slate.

Seaaaa-

As the red energy extending from the bank manager’s hand sparkled light from the stone slab the air in front of him was forcibly distorted and the ‘gate’ opened.

* * *

And that time.

“The president of the association has a radio call.”

“ah?”

A hunter approached Woo Jin-cheol who was taking a moment to catch his breath on the piles of corpses of demonic beasts.

Hunter handed him a bucket of water along with a walkie-talkie.

“Thank you. “I just happened to be thirsty.”

Woo Jin-cheol took a gulp of water and turned on the radio.

Although it was old-fashioned in appearance it was a state-of-the-art walkie-talkie that ensured uninterrupted communication even in this foggy apocalypse.

Chiik-

After a while a calm voice was heard over the radio.

– Report. This is the shadow of paradise. An unexpected event occurred. Riots broke out in the city. This is due to a villain named ‘Ber’ who first arrived in the city yesterday…

“Poo-eup!”

Woo Jin-cheol who was leisurely listening to the report was suddenly so embarrassed that he spit out the water in his mouth.

Hunter who brought the walkie-talkie couldn’t help but become even more nervous due to the visibly embarrassed look.

President Woo Jin-cheol who always calmly and cool-headedly controls everything… is he so embarrassed?

‘How serious is the situation beyond the radio! No wait. Are you laughing now?’

Hunter felt confused for a moment.

Woo Jin-cheol raised the black sunglasses he was wearing and asked into the radio.

“Are you saying that ‘Ber’ has appeared there now?”

The corners of Woo Jin-cheol’s mouth turned up as if he had been embarrassed.