My Gun Can Pierce Through Hunter Story Clichés!

Han-wol was someone who became suspicious first whenever someone approached him out of nowhere.

After setting aside his suspicion and examining her attire closely, she didn’t seem like a multi-level marketer.

She wore a simple white priest’s robe with a large cross necklace.

Judging by her appearance, she seemed to have a Western profession rather than a Korean one.

“Did you perhaps come to the wrong hunting ground?
This is the Tiger’s Den where 3-Star monsters appear.
If you’re lost, please tell me. I’ll guide you.”

She was mistaking Han-wol for a beginner.

Of course, considering his level was still 2-Star C-Rank, she wasn’t entirely wrong.

“No. I’m 3-Star.”

Han-wol, disliking unnecessary entanglements, simply claimed to be 3-Star to match the hunting ground.

“Oh, is that so? But you don’t have any equipment…”

The woman scanned Han-wol’s outfit up and down.

No matter how she looked at him, he didn’t appear to be a player who had come to hunt.

He wasn’t wearing basic defensive gear, let alone carrying a weapon.

Therefore, Han-wol’s current appearance was like that of a young man going to a neighborhood convenience store.

‘Hmm, I can’t show my weapon either.’

He couldn’t show his Unique magic handgun.

A 3-Star weapon being Unique was already a huge topic, not to mention it being a magic handgun, a weapon nobody had heard of or seen.

It was obvious things would just get more complicated.

So he decided to brush it off.

“Actually, I’m a 4-Star player.
I can catch tigers with my bare hands.”

“No matter what, it’s impossible with bare hands!”

“Then let’s say I’m 5-Star.”

“W-what? Are you joking right now?”

“I’m not joking.”

Han-wol said this and was about to leave.

“I’m telling you, it’s really dangerous!”

“Don’t worry. I’ll manage.”

But the woman was quite a busybody and continued to interfere, grabbing Han-wol’s sleeve.

“Eun-jae, what are you doing?”

“No, this person doesn’t have any equipment and…”

At that moment, the woman’s party members suddenly intervened, making the situation more complicated.

They looked Han-wol up and down and started saying similar things to what she had said.

“It’s true? Hey. It’s dangerous to go without anything.
Plus, you’re alone.”

“Could it be… you’re not trying to commit suicide, are you?”

The one who reacted most strongly to those words was the priest woman.

“What!? No, you can’t! You must cherish your life!
If you have troubles you can’t talk about, I’ll listen.
Despite appearances, I’m a priest. I can at least hear your confession!”

“Eun-jae, why go to such lengths…”

“What do you mean? This is about a person’s life!
Even if I can’t help completely, I can at least listen. We’re fellow humans.”

She had values truly befitting a priest.

‘Does she think she actually became a real priest after changing her job to priest?
No, she is actually a real priest.’

Han-wol scratched his head, thinking he’d encountered a bothersome woman.

It didn’t seem like they would let him go easily, but he didn’t want to give up on hunting for the day because of them.

Finally, Han-wol took out a magic stone from his inventory and threw it high into the air.

Everyone’s attention was drawn upward.

Taking advantage of that moment, Han-wol took out several more magic stones and began to synthesize them.

The magic stones in Han-wol’s hand glowed white and soon merged into one.

[Using the skill ‘Material Conversion’ to synthesize the concept of ‘Cutting’.]

A pure white sword appeared in Han-wol’s hand.

But the sword had no form.

It had no defined structure, nor did it possess the proper characteristics a sword should have.

But it was definitely a sword.

He very gently slashed with the formless sword of pure white.

Of course, his target wasn’t the annoying woman in front of him, but the huge rock beside them.

The moment the pure white sword touched the rock.

Han-wol added one more code and channeled it into the sword.

The pure white sword then became a single line, silently piercing through the rock.

There was not a sound.

By the time the magic stone Han-wol had thrown returned to his hand, everything was already over.

“Huh? Why did you suddenly throw a magic stone?”

The priest woman in front of him tilted her head and asked Han-wol.

But Han-wol didn’t answer at all and went to the rock.

“Ah! Where are you going!”

“Hey. When someone talks to you, you should at least respond.”

“Really, even when someone shows kindness… Eun-jae, let’s just go.
He’s not listening, we’re just wasting our time.”

“Hmm… let me try to persuade him a little more.”

That’s when it happened.

“Hyup!”

Han-wol punched the rock.

It was like a martial arts master gathering qi from their dantian and executing a powerful straight punch with all their might.

Pok!

The rock didn’t budge at all, and there was no change.

Just the priest and her party were puzzled.

Since Han-wol wasn’t really a martial arts master, it was a natural result in a way.

Then.

Crack.

Cra-crack! Boom!

“Kyaa!”

“Whoa! W-what’s this!”

The rock, which had been barely maintaining its balance, split in half and collapsed sideways.

It looked exactly as if Han-wol’s fist had split the rock.

Of course, it only appeared that way; it was a scene made possible because he had already cut the rock in advance.

People’s attention was focused on the split rock.

Taking advantage of that moment, Han-wol slipped away from their line of sight.

Then, standing in front of the priest woman, he patted her shoulder and said:

“I’m about level 6-Star, so don’t worry.”

For reference, Han-wol’s actual level was 2-Star C-Rank.

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He walked almost at a running pace while dodging monster attacks.

Fortunately, the Tiger’s Den was so vast it could hardly be called a simple cave.

After moving like that for about thirty minutes, he reached a place where there were only tigers and no people.

“Grrrr…!”

A car-sized orange tiger was more cautious than usual upon seeing Han-wol.

Unlike other players who tensed up at the sight of tigers, it was greatly confused by Han-wol, who was walking around comfortably as if he were in his own room.

The tiger lowered its body and glared at Han-wol as if ready to pounce at any moment.

[Due to the weapon’s effect, your speech pattern is forcibly changed.]

“Hello, oink oink?”

At Han-wol’s greeting, all the tigers leaped simultaneously.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang!

Two shots per sound.

A total of twelve bullets instantly tore through the air and ripped them apart.

[Experience points increased.]

[Experience points increased.]

………

[Experience points increased.]

Exactly twelve logs saying experience points had increased appeared.

They were all one-shot kills.

But there were still many left.

Clang!

The tiger’s paw, larger than a human face, was blocked by the huge tusk blade at the end of the handgun.

Han-wol could turn the tiger into pulp with just half a shot, but he had no bullets because he hadn’t reloaded yet.

However, Han-wol wasn’t flustered at all.

The one who moved first was Han-wol, not the tiger.

Han-wol immediately spun around to the side, escaping the tiger’s attack trajectory.

At the same time, he quickly slashed the tiger’s neck with the handguns in both hands.

Slash!

Native’s massive tusks glowed red as they absorbed the tiger’s blood.

[Weapon’s unique effect ‘Gluttonous Recovery’ activated.]

[Absorbing target’s vitality.]

‘So this is the effect of Gluttonous Recovery.’

Energy that heated his body was absorbed through the handle.

He felt strength entering his arms as if his health was recovering, and his mind clearing as if his magic power was being restored.

“Kuheoong!”

The tiger could be seen staggering as its vitality was absorbed.

Taking advantage of this opportunity!

‘Deterministic Worldview.’

The world Han-wol saw turned gray.

Thus, all the tiger’s movements were predicted in real-time.

Although the tiger surpassed Han-wol in level, strength, and agility, it couldn’t overcome someone who could see the future.

No attack could reach Han-wol.

It was as if attacks automatically avoided Han-wol rather than Han-wol avoiding them.

Han-wol didn’t stop at avoiding attacks but rampaged through the tiger pack like the wind.

Each time, thick streams of tiger blood whirled in the air.

And Han-wol, having absorbed vitality, moved increasingly faster.

Just as he became faster than the tigers.

[Vitality is already full.]

[Cannot absorb any more vitality.]

‘So this is the limit for now.’

Han-wol took out a magazine from his inventory at an incredible speed impossible for a 2-Star ability user.

The tiger that attacked, targeting Han-wol who had momentarily stopped, but Han-wol had already finished reloading.

It didn’t even take a second to use all 12 bullets.

Han-wol pulled the trigger toward the future he had already predicted.

The tigers jumping toward Han-wol instantly died as their chests burst open, without even knowing what had happened.

By the time the absorbed vitality discharged and he returned to his original body, the surroundings were already littered with corpses.

‘Oh my, I need to exercise.
My body has stiffened from doing research all day.’

Grumble.

His stomach quickly became hungry due to the Oink-oink Gun’s penalty.

Wondering if it might help, he deeply stabbed a gun blade into an already dead tiger.

‘As expected, I can’t absorb from an already dead opponent.’

In the end, vitality wasn’t absorbed, and he only became hungrier.

‘Let’s dissect them.’