[{"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-549":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},1848563,2454,"Chapter 549","level-4-human-in-a-ruined-world-chapter-549",549,"\u003Cp>[Translator - Night]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Proofreader - Gun]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chapter 549: Crossing (3)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dogo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pan-galactic military conglomerate, ruling over countless subsidiaries, a true cosmic megacorporation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its founder was Dogo Vesedel, nicknamed the Destroyer King—a descendant of the fallen royal house of Vesedel and, more importantly, Yeongwoo’s idol.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yeongwoo was captivated by Dogo’s philosophy: the belief that “all problems can be solved through power.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man’s charisma and straightforward ruthlessness had left a deep mark on him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On top of that—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘The Chairman literally wrote his own myth. Objectively speaking, he’s incredible.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The legendary magic sword “Bastard” had been named after the Chairman’s own birth status, something Yeongwoo had learned from the infamous Dogo Dungeon, The Lecture on Morality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In short, the Chairman had been born a bastard of the royal family, risen all the way to Crown Prince, defeated a Transcendent, and built a galactic megacorp with his own hands—a living myth of success.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet, despite all that, his universal existence rank was merely 3rd-class.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which begged the terrifying question: what kinds of beings occupied 2nd-class and 1st-class above him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘……’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An instinctive shiver ran down Yeongwoo’s spine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost unconsciously, his hand reached for Bastard at his waist—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sssh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—but his fingers grasped at nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘…Huh?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His waist was bare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Wait—what?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was only then that Yeongwoo realized he was standing stark naked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hwoooosh—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An endless stretch of pitch-black space opened up in front of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yeongwoo stood before a void darker than any he’d seen before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘A… dream. This must be a dream.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even so, fear gripped him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His chest tightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A massive vibration rose from beneath him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Startled, Yeongwoo looked down and saw a colossal metallic construct supporting him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was none other than the Tombstone Ship of the Chairman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Ch–Chairman!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flattening himself to the floor in reverence, Yeongwoo heard the Chairman’s deep, commanding voice echo around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>―An inevitable threat draws near.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘What? A threat, sir?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as Yeongwoo asked, something stirred in the black expanse ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A colossal something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A presence so vast he couldn’t begin to comprehend its scale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Chairman, what is that thing?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Chairman’s aura had already vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘…What?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Tombstone Ship beneath his feet had disappeared too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the unknown, ever-growing presence in the void was now rushing straight toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘N–No…!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Darkness surged in from all sides, swallowing him whole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just before it consumed him, Yeongwoo screamed aloud—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uwaaaah, Chairmaaan…!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hhhhk!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room around him was still dark, but nothing like the void.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rustle—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something soft brushed his fingertips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A white blanket, covering half his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was back in the hotel suite, lying on the bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘What the hell kind of crazy dream was that?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wiping the sweat dripping down his forehead, Yeongwoo blinked as a system message appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>―Taxes will be collected shortly, beginning at 10:00 PM.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned and saw his Vesedel armor sprawled across the floor, its HUD showing the current time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘…9:58.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two minutes before taxation began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Conveniently, he’d woken just moments before the tax notice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘So that huge thing I saw… was it tax?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe not.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tak-tak!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A hurried knock of footsteps—and Jeonggu burst into the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What happened?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Nothing. Just a weird dream.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What? You screamed like someone was killing you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah, well.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yeongwoo waved it off and quietly reached for Bastard at his side—safe and real this time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Guess I’m done sleeping. Time to pay taxes and hit the dungeon.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the first time since Reset that he’d had such a nightmare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It killed any desire to keep sleeping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pulling on his armor, Yeongwoo saw the tax collection notice pop up before his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flash!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>―Commencing tax collection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As always—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beeeeep!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sharp tone of collection rang in his ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then, a new message appeared just for him:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「A change of occupation has been detected. Tax calculation incomplete.」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘…What?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「Today’s tax will be deferred and added to the next collection.」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In other words, today’s tax would be bundled with tomorrow’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Occupation change… That damn bribed official really is at work!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The corrupt tax officer had flagged his income as “pending donations.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘So taxes can actually be postponed? Didn’t know that.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had just dodged death, in a sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Legally, at that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Guess there really is no end to what you can learn.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he stepped outside, armor fully strapped on, Jiseon cocked her head from behind Jeonggu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>―What kind of dream makes you scream like that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I told you, it’s nothing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>―So what was it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Translator - Night]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Proofreader - Gun]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I saw this massive, black universe.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>―…The universe is black by default.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Poetic expression.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>―Idiot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite her mockery, Jiseon understood well enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even with Earth’s starship launched, space remained a terrifying unknown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who wouldn’t feel fear before such vastness?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>―For someone who goes on about a hundred million years of growth, you sure got spooked, huh?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Please. The only things I fear are the Chairman and taxes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>―But even above the Chairman, there’s something greater… aren’t you scared of them?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She struck the heart of the matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The great Dogo was only 3rd-class.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which meant untold 2nd- and 1st-class beings still roamed the universe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course he was afraid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>―Look, fear isn’t weakness. It’s natural. You’re human. Only by fearing can you prepare ways to overcome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was Jiseon’s version of comfort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yeongwoo grimaced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Why are you lecturing me over a dumb dream?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>―Because I think you’re under more pressure than you admit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I said I’m not.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>―Then wipe that sweat dripping down your cheek before you deny it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Startled, Yeongwoo touched his right cheek with his prosthetic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiseon raised her own left hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>―Try the other hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He reached up with his real left hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sure enough, there it was—the half-dried streaks of sweat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Eh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>―You should probably keep at least one real hand, don’t you think?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>* * *\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>10:58 PM.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yeongwoo left the hotel and moved to an empty lot in Gwangjin-gu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sitting cross-legged, he waited for 11:00.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside him stood the golden Goblin and Negwig.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wonder what tonight’s dungeon will be.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Riding mounts two nights in a row was impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No way they’d allow it again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>―Kiik!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The goblin rummaged through its subspace pouch, pulling out a golden sphere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It nudged Yeongwoo with its tiny hand, holding up two fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Two?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>―Kiii!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It pointed at the pouch with both fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Two left inside? So three in total, counting this one?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>―Kek!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The goblin nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three golden spheres left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A serious problem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No more Mutants spawning meant no more natural resupply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without them, no more golden rain would fall on Earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Humanity’s income would collapse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sure, there’s always the Golden Pilgrimage…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Golden Journey】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even on ineligible planets, you may create golden spheres.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A mysterious feature.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It suggested they could forge spheres outside Reset planets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the method remained unclear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Starting tomorrow, the drought begins. I need to fix this rain problem somehow.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing the camera, Yeongwoo’s expression turned grim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「[Extreme Climate] Blue Frost has been generated.」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>11:00 PM.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A new nightly calamity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crkkk—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air itself froze blue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So, tonight’s a freezer death, huh.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His limbs numbed instantly, but the Vesedel armor’s environmental adaptation countered with heat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The goblin wasn’t so lucky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>―Kieeeek!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Squealing, it hurled the sphere to the ground and burrowed under Negwig’s warm belly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Rough night for you, buddy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yeongwoo approached the now jet-black sphere lying on the frostbitten ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He picked it up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thrum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ashen waves pulsed out, shaking the earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rumble—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The 10th night’s dungeon was forming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kwaaang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground split open before him, raising a massive circular platform.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What the…?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Plain, featureless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which somehow made it worse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Usually such monuments hinted at dungeon rules.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this one gave nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fshhh—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A portal appeared atop the disk, alongside the dungeon’s info.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[The Aesthetics of the Circle]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>| Dungeon Rank: Artifact\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>| Difficulty: B\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>| Minimum Party Size: 8\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>| Recommended Party Size: 32\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*If you yield just a little, everyone can live.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Translator - Night]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Proofreader - Gun]\u003C\u002Fp>",1339,"2026-06-09T07:04:10.527Z",1,"novelbin.me","62703398c8749d52c25d3f6bfa002197129e6371018ce3e9b1d321bbd33f9e8a","level-4-human-in-a-ruined-world-chapter-550","level-4-human-in-a-ruined-world-chapter-548",688,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Flevel-4-human-in-a-ruined-world-cover.jpg"]