Translator: WH

The key essence of butchery is speed.

The meat will spoil easily if it is left for two hours at room temperature.

Especially if it was pork that went bad, it would then be poison and not food.

“Of course, I can just get rid of the poison with my Purification skill, but the purified rotten meat would still taste really really bad.”

Shluckkkk! Swishhh!

The butcher knife that was well-sharpened on the whetstone cut through the bright red meat as if it was dancing on it.

The way he went about removing the skin, pulling out the innards, sorting out the edible lean and fatty meat, separating the tendons and cutting them into proper sizes wasn’t something that he was originally good at.

At the beginning of his life in the Dungeon as a Producer class, he had learned butchering techniques from his colleague who was a butcher, and mastered it.

“Okay. This much should be enough.”

Daun Jung kept the meat, which was cut into proper sizes, in his inventory.

Time did not flow inside his inventory, so the meat will never rot if it was stored that way.

Daun Jung was humming as he found a new source of food.

“Pigs are probably the most perfect food in human history. There’s nothing to waste or throw away. Samgyeopsal, ogyeopsal, galbi, pork neck, sirloin, tenderloin, and even jokbal (pig’s feet)!”

[I didn’t ask.]

Shluckkkk! Swishhh!

“And what about this tendon? The tendons of the one-horned boar are so tough that they can be used like ropes or strings. I’ll have to spread it out and dry it.”

[Oh, come on! You’ve been yapping since a while ago, who are you talking to? You talk too much for a guy!]

“You should also try living alone in a place like this. You’ll be bored to death if you don’t talk to yourself, got it?”

[Hmph. That’s true.]

“Hmm?”

[…….]

“……Ah.”

Come to think of it, the Rabbit was good at talking by itself.

Daun Jung and the Rabbit glanced at each other.

The both of them, a human and a beast reluctantly felt a sense of companionship.

While holding a chunk of fat, Daun Jung said.

“Wow. Above all, I’m really glad I managed to get ahold of this fat.”

With this fat, he could make oil.

Naturally, oil was useful in many ways in this dungeon that lacked daily necessities.

It is needed when cooking, but above all, used torches could be reused if there was oil.

Daun Jung’s directed his gaze to the skull of the one-horned boar, which had been skinned.

“Hmm. I think I can use this as a substitute for a pot.”

Daun Jung grabbed the horn sticking out of the center of the skull with one hand and went back to the trap.

Then he lifted the skull with both hands and began to grind it against the stone wall of the trap.

The stone was so hard that bone powder fell down like eraser dust.

“It’s easy to grind because I have a handle to grab to.”

The horn, which was scary when attacked by, has now become the most comfortable handle.

After grinding for a long period of time, the skull was shaped into a suitable bowl size.

Finally, he took out the whetstone, grinded up the horn and snapped it off.

Next, he threw a chunk of fat in a pot he just made, and put it on top the brazier. Then he began to boil it up.

After tht, Daun Jung stored the oil he had just made in an empty bottle.

The smell of delicious food was circulating inside the trap before he knew it.

It smelled much stronger than yesterday, perhaps because it was fat filled with greasy oil.

The Rabbit started to hurl insults and curses.

[Hmph. The monster will come in again if it’s like this.]

“Of course I’ve thought that through.”

Suffering that way once was enough.

Daun Jung took some iron spikes out of his inventory and began to stick them back into the bottom of the trap.

In an instant the trap returned to its gruesome form as it used to be.

And he grinned proudly at the Rabbit.

“I’m sure you said last time that if you fell into the trap, it would be an insta-kill. You said it was an instant death, right?”

[… ..This shitty. Fuck!]

Tuktuktuktuk.

The rabbit tapped its feet nonstop.

The Rabbit was so annoyed that it wanted to blow Daun’s head off at once, but it couldn’t kill him, so it just kept stomping his feet.

Then a good idea came to Daun Jung.

“Ah! That’s right! Wouldn’t I be able to continue hunting one-horned boars using this trap in the future?”

Taken aback.

The Rabbit’s eyes trembled as he had never thought about it before.

Since that boar jumped in after smelling the meat, it was possible for it to happen the second or third time.

Daun Jung’s eyes glistened brightly.

“Fantastic. Then let’s just eat this pork belly.”

Of course, he was going to eat it anyway, but he decided to eat as much as he wanted every day.

As a delicious smell was radiating.

Whilst looking at the surrounding walls, Daun Jung had a question.

“Hey Bunny, can I tear this wall off?”

[Oh, I don’t-……]

“Gotcha! I didn’t expect an answer from you of course.”

Then, Daun Jung thrust the end of the iron spikes into the crevice of the wall and with the principle of leverage, he put all his strength into it.

After struggling and huffing for a long time, the ends of the iron skewer pierced the wall.

After thrusting a few more iron spikes into the gap and struggling for a long time, a wide slate of stone finally dropped off the wall.

As expected, only the outermost layer was made of stone, and it was all soil inside.

Next, Daun Jung laid the stone plate horizontally and made a leg pillar with soil to support it on both sides.

And after wiping it off with a cloth and sterilizing it with his Purification skill, a decent meat grill was completed!

“It’s time to eat now! Should I try some pork belly!”

As he put a lot of effort into it, his stomach started to growl in a fit.

Daun Jung immediately lit a bonfire under the meat grill.

After a while, as the stone plate heated up, he took a chunk of fat and rubbed over it to coat it with oil.

And if he sliced the red meat that was rid of all toxin with his Purification skill, and slapped it on top of the grill?!

Shiiiiiishhhhhh!

“Keuuuuuuu! Now we’re talking!”

Delicious pork belly began to sizzle on the grill.

Daun Jung was so moved that he nearly cried.

Instead of chopsticks, he used two slender bones that he had kept earlier to flip the meat over and cook on the other side.

But then.

……Gulp.

“Huh?”

Daun Jung looked at the Rabbit.

[Why, why, why.]

“Did someone just swallow their saliva next to me?”

[Well, I didn’t hear-……. Drooool.]

“…….”

[…….]

The Rabbit wiped his drooling saliva with an embarrassing look on his face.

Yesterday, he refused until the end, but the grilling pork belly looked so alluring.

Daun Jung picked up a piece of well-grilled meat and brought it next to the Rabbit’s mouth.

“Would you like a piece?”

[Hm, hmph. Do you think I will eat this?]

The well-grilled meat in front of the Rabbit’s eyes made its mouth water, but it shook his head firmly.

“Ayyyy. What’s wrong? We’re all trying to make ends meet. I caught it because of you, so why not have a bite?”

[……Ugh. No matter how much you tempt me, I can’t eat it anyway.]

“Huh? Why can’t you eat?”

[Why do you think. It’s because I’m a Helper. Naturally, the Helper can’t interfere with the Dungeon monsters. Even more so, you think I’d be allowed to eat it?]

“Oh. I see the Helper has some restrictions. It’s sad that you can’t even eat this delicious pork belly.”

Daun Jung said it while sounding sad, but he gobbled down a piece of meat obnoxiously.

And his mouth was filled with the hot meat juices.

He was moved to tear at the same time.

“Keuuuuuu! This is really awesome. Seriously. I’m glad to be alive. I’ll have to keep surviving and eat well and live well in the future.”

[Oh my god, please just die.]

What a relentlessly blunt Rabbit it was.

Daun Jung stared at him for a while and then opened his mouth.

” Speaking of which…….”

[What, WHAT.]

“By any chance, don’t tell me you can’t kill me?”

YIKES!

Taken aback by his words, the Rabbit screamed and jumped backwards.

[Wh-,Wh-,Wh-, What?! Do you think I can’t kill you?]

Daun Jung nodded at its response.

“Hmmm, I thought as much. You can’t kill me.”

[NO! I didn’t say that!? I didn’t even say anything, so why would you think so? That’s too wild of a guess!]

“No wonder… … when you were standing beside and begging for me to go and die, I wondered why you didn’t do it yourself? But why can’t you kill me? Is this some kind of Helper’s constraint too?”

When Daun Jung asked again, the restless Rabbit jumped up and flew towards the sky.

[Errr, I don’t know! I’m busy with the game, so I’ll be on my way! I hope you get an upset stomach after you eat that!]

“…….”

Looking at that shitty Rabbit running away so hurriedly, Daun Jung was convinced once again that he was right.

He didn’t know the reason why, but it was a great discovery to find out that the Rabbit couldn’t hurt or kill him.

‘Phew. That’s one big worry off my mind. I’m glad that shitty Rabbit was clumsy. So, what I have to worry about from now on is…… the monsters instead of the Helper.’

This brought Daun Jung to his senses, which has been slacking off without him even realizing it.

No matter how safe it has been, this place was without a doubt still the dungeon.

This was a dangerous place where monsters could take his life at any given time.

He should never let his guard down at any point of time.

But just then.

“Grrrrrrrrrr!”

YIKES!

From overhead, the cry of a ferocious monster was suddenly heard.

Eventually, a starving one-horned boar caught a whiff of the delicious smell and peeked its head into the trap.

And it jumped!

“Krrraaaak!”

Daun Jung was startled and hid himself at a corner, and in that moment the body of the heavy monster dove right down and was pierced by the now bloody iron spikes.

Kwoong! Thwackk!

“Kwoooik?”

The ground tremored and the boar screeched throes of death dreadfully.

It was an instant death.

Daun Jung was confused because it happened so suddenly, but soon realized the situation and burst into cheers.

“O-, o-, ohhhhhh!? I caught one again! We have one extra pig here!”

[Holy shit, you stupid bastard! Where do you think that place is to just jump down like that!]

The nervous voice of the Rabbit was heard from up there and it made Daun Jung burst into a series of laughters.

“Yessss! From now on, I won’t have to worry about having no food!”

[Ackkkkkkk! Fuck! That human is a real shitty piece of crap!]

And that was the beginning.

* * *

From then on, Daun Jung grilled meat every day.

Boom! Boom boom!

“Kwoooik?”

“Kwoooiiiiiik?”

And from then on, every time there was a one-horned boar wandering around the ruins, they would jump into the trap one by one.

This kept repeating like it was a daily routine.

When the number of boars falling into the trap exceeded dozens, there was no more one-horned boar to be seen in the area around the trap.

That’s when another dungeon reset happened.

[The dungeon will be reset.]

“Crrrrrr!”

“Krraaaaak!”

Along with the reset, the one-horned boars in the dungeon were newly created.

And the foolish boars then jump into the trap again and becomes Daun Jung’s new source of food.

Boom! Boom boom!

“Kwoooik!”

“Mmmhmmmm. Welcome.”

As time went by, Daun Jung’s accumulated a huge source of food exponentially.

Eventually he……he gained weight.

[You swine! Exactly how much did you eat?]

“Wow, that’s too much. How can you call someone a pig.”

Daun Jung was hurt by the Rabbit’s words and started a diet.

However, the only exercise here was of course, digging a tunnel.

From then on, he dug the tunnel a little harder and deeper than usual.

However, there was no exit to be found and only his skill level kept going up.

– Ring!

[ Skill has advanced to Level 6.]

[ Skill has advanced to Level 7.]

In the meantime, the one-horned boar continued diving to their deaths.

Then one day, a new message appeared before Daun Jung’s eyes.

“One-Horned Boar Slayer!”

You have hunted 100 one-horned boars!

The dungeon pays tribute for your great achievement.

– Reward: Skill