1-1. Koreans do a lot of grinding in games, too. (5)
Translated by Yonnee
âSorry, I guess Iâm still half-asleep. Here, there and ooover there, Iâll clean everything on my own, so you can just scoot over theeere.â
âReally? All of this? Itâs too much for just one person to clean up. Arenât you overdoing it?â
Emily asked in surprise as she looked at all the places I pointed at. But rather than a tedious work area, what I saw in my eyes was a bountiful field of EXP.
All that EXPâs mine!
I shooed away the worried Emily while appeasing her. Then, I gripped the weeding blade.
Letâs go ahead and level up first. Iâm basically a level up hustler in games anyway. If I reach the highest level in this game, I might even be able to get out of here.
âHow did Emily do it a while ago. Kind of like thisâŚâ
Pull on the weeds, chuck the weeding blade near the roots, then heave it up. My technique looked shabby compared to how Emily easily did it. Apart from the roots getting pulled out, a chunk of soil got scooped out as well, but hey, I got rid of the weeds.
I was proud to see the bar filling up again. The beauty of an RPG lies within the fruits of labor, and those fruits of labor being leveling up.
Alright, letâs just do it.
Rolling up my sleeves in earnest, I started pulling out those weeds that were waiting for me. My hands were slow at first, but I gradually picked up the paceâand piles upon piles of weeds stacked up next to me.
With how enthusiastic I was, Emily was worried and approached my side. The other servants who happened to pass by saw me and whispered amongst themselves.
ă Gained 1 EXP from removing weeds. ă
ă Gained 1 EXP from removing weeds. ă
ă Gained 1 EXP from removing weeds. ă
ă Gained 1 EXP from removing weeds. ă
ă Promoted to Level 2. (Title: Insignificant Worker) ă
ă Gained 1 EXP from removing weeds. ă
ă Gained 1 EXP from removing weeds. ă
As I pulled out more weeds like crazy, the notification window for EXP updates popped off. At the same time, my EXP bar rose faithfully as well. Good, if I continue doing this, it wouldnât be long until I get a skill at level 5.
I curled down to the ground for more than half a day and tirelessly pulled out weeds, but I was surprisingly fine throughout it all. My mind was my own, but was it because the owner of this body was Hilda, whoâs a servant and a manual laborer by nature?
My own physical and muscle strength in reality were nothing compared to hers. If I personally worked this hard, everything would hurt instantly.
While admiring this body of a natural hard worker, tears brimmed my eyes. Iâm not going to just work like a horse here and go back, right? No, I mean, I am going back, right?
While thinking about this and that, I reached level 3. As with any game, the higher the level, the more EXP would be needed to reach the next level. If the EXP needed to reach level 2 was just 100, then the experience needed to get to level 3 was 200.
From the playerâs perspective, an increase of 100 points wasnât much, but with me being a mere servant right now, that very difference meant 100 more weeds to be pulled.
What about level 4? And level 5?
To get one skill, maybe even one week of weed whacking would be enough. I continued to pull out weeds mechanically, but the road ahead became bleak.
Was there any other way to get EXP other than with weeds? A daily, weekly, monthly quest or something, or some other type of achievementâŚ
âOh my goodness, Hilda! What did you pull out just now!â
Hearing the shocked voice beside me startled me back to my senses. What Iâm pulling out, well itâs an ordinary bundle of weeds.
ă Gained 5 EXP from pulling out Count Pfalzgrafâs prized kalanchoe. ă
The very kind and detailed notification window made me gape at it.
Count Pfalzgrafâs⌠prized⌠kalanchoeâŚ? No, but why was I given only 5 EXP for it? Wasnât there a problem with the efficiency of this gameâs quest system?
âSorry, Miss Leticia! Hildaâs feeling very sick today, soâŚ!â
She had already been frantically covering for me since this morning, but poor Emily rushed in and defended me again.
âWhat the hell kind of sickness is it. Is something wrong with your head? The Count looks at that kalanchoe every morning, how could you even touch that!â Leticia screeched.
âFortunately Hilda pulled it from the roots, so it hasnât wilted. We can just plant it again! Sp neatly that even the Count wonât notice!â
Emily tapped my hand in a hurry as she said that it could be planted again. I pretended to be very scared, placed the kalanchoe back on the ground and gathered the surrounding soil to plant it back in.
Nevertheless, the expensive-looking bright pink flower withered and drooped because its roots had been lifted to the fresh outside air.
Emily immediately made an excuse again, saying that water would definitely revive it. I was just nervously looking into the air, staring at nothing in particular for another reason.
It was planted back in, but that doesnât mean my 5 EXPâs going to be taken back, right?
âItâs not just the kalanchoe! You pulled out so many other plants that arenât weeds here!â
While searching through the mountains of weeds next to mee, Leticia shrieked once more. This time, Emily could only sigh deeply. Itâs a lost cause now.
Well, there was no notification about retracting the EXP I gained.
The gamedev at least has a conscience. My small, precious 5 EXPâŚ