[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-level-4-human-in-a-ruined-world":3,"chapter-level-4-human-in-a-ruined-world-level-4-human-in-a-ruined-world-chapter-511":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Level 4 Human in a Ruined World",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1848525,2454,"Chapter 511","level-4-human-in-a-ruined-world-chapter-511",511,"\u003Cp>[Translator - Night]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Proofreader - Gun]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chapter 511: Racetrack (1)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A… racetrack?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yeongwoo’s eyes widened as he checked the dungeon tooltip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is it… really a racetrack?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It definitely said \"racetrack,\" but he couldn’t forget that this was a dungeon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back in Batum's casino, gambling had indeed taken place—but by tossing the participants directly into a coliseum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘So this dungeon is bound to run on some equally messed-up logic.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, the fact that the dungeon's name blatantly included \"racetrack\" meant there would be some form of racing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Poso Racetrack]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>| Dungeon Grade: Heroic\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>| Difficulty: A\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>| Required Players: 6\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>| Recommended Players: 12\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*Mounts are allowed in this dungeon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mounts allowed, huh… They weren’t allowed in the other dungeons.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just that special clause alone gave away a crucial clue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this dungeon, the participants would likely be racing on their own mounts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘So does that mean I’ll have to enter with Negwig?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yeongwoo turned his head toward Negwig, the iron horse from space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black steel beast met his gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Kwiik.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You any good at running? I have a feeling the jockeys here aren’t going to be human.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At Yeongwoo’s question, Negwig reared its upper body into the air and swung its front legs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Kwiiiiiik......!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether that meant \"Of course!\" or \"Don't be reckless!\" wasn’t exactly clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as Negwig raised its body, Yeongwoo caught a glint from the Dogo emblem engraved on its torso.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That might not be a literal signal from the company telling him to enter the race, but at the very least, it gave Yeongwoo a solid reason to feel confident.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah. If it’s a Dogo product, it’s got to be top-notch—even in space.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Negwig.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An iron horse of unranked grade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today might be the day he finally discovered what its true rank was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m counting on you. No—on you, and our company.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With his decision made, Yeongwoo reached out to touch the dungeon tooltip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But instead of a portal, a holographic menu appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fwoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「Please select a betting amount.」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Betting? So it is a gambling race.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「Your betting amount will determine your racing opponents. Choose wisely.」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three preset amounts were then displayed:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[50 million Karma]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[100 million Karma]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[300 million Karma]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Huh… that's quite a range.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to the system, your betting amount decided who you’d be racing against.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most likely, you'd be matched with others who bet the same amount.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In other words—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘If someone’s willing to drop 300 million Karma on a single race... they’re not just anybody.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then what were the odds like?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yeongwoo waited for the next screen, but only the betting amounts were still displayed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Guess I need to enter the dungeon to find out the rest.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which only meant that the 300 million tier was likely filled with even more monstrous opponents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, who would bet that much without even knowing the rules—unless they had absurd confidence in their mount?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Well, I do have that much confidence.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if he ended up losing all 300 million Karma, it wouldn’t hurt him too badly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what made him feel a bit uneasy was—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Are we only racing? For some reason, I really doubt that.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yeongwoo glanced back at the statue of the mounted archer that had risen along with the dungeon tooltip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it’s a racetrack, then why is the rider holding a bow?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Wait… is this one of those races where you shoot your opponents while riding…?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Conveniently enough, Yeongwoo had both the martial skills and weapons necessary for such a blood-racing hybrid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「Call of God」 - Epic Archery\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【If you have enough faith, you can even reach the gods with your arrows.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「White Fire」 - Epic Bow\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Sensory perception applies to arrow power.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Power increases with arrow distance.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>◇ Dogo: Covert Arrows\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>◇ Dogo: Special ability damage\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Epic archery skills.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A specially-modified Dogo bow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘So really, there’s no reason not to bet 300 million.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment Yeongwoo selected the highest tier, the Karma was immediately deducted from his balance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fwoooosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All the holograms vanished, and in their place appeared a massive portal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All that was left was to step inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Well, let’s see what this is all about.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d already paid—what was the point in hesitating now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yeongwoo stepped forward without delay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swoosh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Negwig, seemingly aware it had to participate too, followed him of its own accord into the portal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And just like that, Yeongwoo and Negwig took their first step toward the unknown racetrack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shhhhhhk!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the blink of an eye, they passed through the portal and arrived beneath a massive arch structure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is… the racetrack?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first thing that caught Yeongwoo’s eye was a giant stone arch that appeared to mark the entrance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At its center, some kind of strange script was writhing—clearly a transcendent language.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「Poso's Racetrack」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘A transcendent script? Who the hell is Poso?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Yeongwoo stared up at the arch and its mysterious inscription, someone emerged from within the racetrack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Step. Step.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Are you a participant?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The being had blue skin, a single eye, and long fangs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It carried a stone tablet resting on one arm—it was a one-eyed goblin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes… I just bet 300 million.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Three hundred million?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The goblin scanned Yeongwoo up and down with its large eye, then tilted its head curiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yeongwoo was about to mirror the gesture—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>FWOOSH!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, the space behind him split wide open and formed a portal, from which a massive palanquin covered in gold burst out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What the—?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Startled, Yeongwoo quickly stepped to the side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the four hulking figures carrying the palanquin addressed the goblin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-The third prince of the Sidal Royal Family, Prince Diorn, has arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Prince Diorn of the Sidal Royal Family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that, both Yeongwoo and the goblin turned their eyes to the man seated atop the palanquin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-…….\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked every bit the pampered heir of a wealthy noble house.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His frame was thin, but he wore a gaudy suit of armor that seemed far too ornate for his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Translator - Night]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Proofreader - Gun]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His skin had a rosy hue, almost like he was drunk, but it seemed to be a trait of his species—since the massive palanquin-bearers had the same pinkish skin tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to humans, their skeletons were clearly larger—especially the jaws—but this Prince Diorn didn’t look strong at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘He looks like he’s frail… and he came to race?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then, following behind the palanquin, a beast in dazzling armor growled as it crawled out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-…Grrrr.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a wolf, its entire body covered in pitch-black fur.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That must be the “horse” Prince Diorn had brought with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A racehorse… really?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yeongwoo muttered without realizing, while the goblin hurriedly scanned the tablet with his single eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— Ah! Confirmed, Your Highness! We’ll guide you to the 300-million seat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he waved his hand in the air and summoned a small tag.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On it was written the number “03-8.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“03-8… is that the participant number?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It likely meant number 8 in the 300-million bracket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After handing the tag to one of the palanquin bearers, the prince slightly tilted his chin, looking down at Yeongwoo, the goblin, and Negwig from his seat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, without a word, he turned his head back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was his way of saying: let’s go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The palanquin bearers all stepped forward at once and shouted:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— The procession begins!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud, thoom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their massive bodies made heavy footfalls as they passed under the arch of the racetrack. The black wolf following the palanquin gave Yeongwoo and Negwig a sharp glare with its yellow eyes before slowly moving ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What the hell is this place?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yeongwoo07, Earth hick.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he stood there with his mouth agape, stunned by the unexpected sight, the goblin traced the tablet with a finger and asked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— 300 million, you said? May I have your name?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uh… It should say Jeong Yeongwoo07.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— Jeong Yeongwoo… Ah, here it is.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After finding Yeongwoo’s name on the tablet, the goblin, for some reason, didn’t immediately issue the tag. Instead, he glanced at Yeongwoo and Negwig.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is there a problem?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— Perhaps you selected the wrong betting tier? I’ve never heard of a family called Renaissance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yeongwoo finally understood why the goblin had looked puzzled earlier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The 300-million tier was clearly reserved for royalty or scions of wealthy noble houses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But here was someone from an unknown house, showing up with no attendants, dragging just a single horse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘No wonder he was suspicious. He thought I bought the wrong ticket.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Renaissance family wasn’t known across the galaxy—yet—so Yeongwoo couldn’t really blame him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is participation limited to famous houses?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— Oh no, nothing like that. Shall I guide you to your spot? Once a tag is issued, refunds are not allowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The goblin had actually been trying to be considerate to the clueless outsider.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But while Yeongwoo was indeed a hick… he was also crazy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m curious to see how fast these princes really are. Give me the spot.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grabbing Negwig’s reins, Yeongwoo declared this boldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The goblin stared blankly for a moment, then waved his hand through the air again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[03-7]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yeongwoo’s tag number was 03-7.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Coincidentally, it matched the identifier he’d received after the reset.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Number 7. On my planet, that’s a lucky number.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yeongwoo snatched the tag from the goblin’s hand, and in that moment, the arch ahead of them briefly flashed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It must have meant a new participant had been registered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The goblin then pointed toward the large plaza beyond the arch and explained:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— Once you enter with that tag, directional markers will appear. Follow them to find seat 03-7.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thanks.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— Best of luck, Jeong Yeongwoo07.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, the goblin averted his gaze from Yeongwoo, who confidently strode toward the massive stone arch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clack, clack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The plaza ahead, likely where the racehorses and their riders waited, was paved with dark gray stone tiles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Across this open area, square spaces were painted at regular intervals in green, yellow, and red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From what Yeongwoo could tell, these were waiting areas divided by payment tiers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He assumed this because each space had signs that looked similar to the tag numbers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘01-4… That’s probably lane 4 in the 100-million tier. It’s yellow.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, the green spaces had signs beginning with 005, likely indicating the 50-million tier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So that meant the 300-million tier was probably in the red zone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beeeeeep!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as he fully passed through the arch, a red guiding line shot out from Yeongwoo’s tag.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘That must be pointing me to my spot.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Following the glowing line, Yeongwoo walked forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he went, the surrounding seating areas became increasingly red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a bit more walking…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘That bastard’s over there.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spotted the black wolf from earlier, crouched atop red-tinted ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside it stood a white tent adorned in golden decorations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘So… tents are allowed, huh.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, this wasn’t Prince Diorn’s first race.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Yeongwoo kept watching, one of the palanquin bearers from before emerged from the tent and placed a massive trophy at the edge of their area.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t get close enough to inspect it, but it was likely a trophy from a previous race.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Anyway, the numbers only go up to 8 so far. Where’s everyone else?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most of the area was marked as 300 million, yet most seats were empty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe they intentionally spaced the top-tier racers out to avoid crowding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘So where’s my seat? It keeps telling me to go further.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since the guiding line still pointed forward, Yeongwoo took another step in that direction—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>VROOOOOM…!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, a very familiar sound echoed from afar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It sounded like—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Wait, no way.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An engine revving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yeongwoo turned instinctively toward the noise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You heard that too, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— Squeak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Negwig nodded once in agreement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They walked about three more minutes toward the source of the strange engine sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Oh.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A large gray tent came into view in the distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Looks like a veteran setup over there too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And next to it, a white metallic object.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…What?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yeongwoo froze in place at the sight of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if waiting for him, the metallic object let out the same loud engine sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>VROOOOOM…!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No way… Why is that here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yeongwoo’s eyes widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mysterious white metal object was none other than an Audi—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Specifically, the Audi convertible he had once gifted to the major shareholders of Dogo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Translator - Night]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Proofreader - Gun]\u003C\u002Fp>",2060,"2026-06-09T07:04:10.527Z",1,"novelbin.me","31bc092394b9db07778d65e040c2e6c4280f07e2440e70eba61b3b394b1c4283","level-4-human-in-a-ruined-world-chapter-512","level-4-human-in-a-ruined-world-chapter-510",688,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Flevel-4-human-in-a-ruined-world-cover.jpg"]