Just Chatting with the Viewers by Myself. And...

The Gate expedition application was taken care of, too.

I exchanged all the magic stones for cash.

So...

'What now?'

Maybe it was because I'd climbed the 30- and 50-floor Towers back-to-back. All the strength had drained from my body, and my upper half, sprawled across the bed, hung limply over the edge.

I don't need money or anything.

I'm not interested in fame, either.

Then what am I supposed to do?

Rope? Mi-reu unni tore it all up, so I threw it away.

I don't even know where to get charcoal briquettes. Apparently, magic-stone fuel has replaced them, so fewer places make them these days. Still, it seems like people in Korea and Japan use a lot of briquettes...