Pick Me Up Infinite Gacha! - P.M.U Chapter 199: The Black Seed (7) (Part 2)

I looked down.

The sparrow was pecking at small pieces of meat.

<You have three paths.>

The sparrow spoke while diligently pecking.

<The first is to report this to the goddess. More precisely, your master can submit a bug report. Executors will likely be dispatched.>

“…….”

<If that happens, the monsters will return to where they came from. The mission might be corrected in a normal direction.>

Anytng hasn’t logged in yet.

If Anytng logs into Pick Me Up and sees the current situation, he’s likely to report it. Even without sending a bug report, just posting a video on the official forum would force Möbius headquarters to address the issue.

This method had the highest survival rate if analyzed coldly.

After taking a position, I just need to hold out until headquarters takes action.

However, if that happens.

‘Tell will have room to intervene.’

The same would apply if another executive came.

If they analyzed the game logs in detail, they’d find several suspicious points about me. In the process…….

‘My identity will be revealed.’

The heroes belonging to Townia would find out too.

If that happens, I won’t be able to stay in Townia.

I’d be forced to return to Niflheimr.

Before that, the operators might impose sanctions.

‘The penalty is too big.’

Unless it’s the worst of the worst, I don’t want to use this option.

What I’ve built up could collapse in an instant.

“What’s the second?”

I muttered, making sure Pria couldn’t hear.

<Solve it yourself. You’ve done well so far, haven’t you?>

“……Ha.”

<You’ve handled such complex missions before. You’ve come up using all sorts of extraordinary methods. Just do the same this time.>

Easy to say.

Solving it alone, as I’ve done so far.

Not wrong.

I’ve cleared numerous bug-like missions.

Just because another one appeared doesn’t mean I should hesitate.

Trusting my judgment and overcoming it.

Even if the raid party is just me, even if there’s a burden attached, and even if various penalties pile up, there is always a strategy for the mission.

That’s the rule of Pick Me Up.

‘But I can’t just forget what happened on the 35th floor.’

I chuckled.

“What’s the third?”

<If that kid uses interference power, we can respond in the same way.>

I frowned.

“Don’t tell me to use that power. I don’t know how.”

<I’m not expecting you to.>

“Then what?”

<There’s another of the golden bloodline.>

The sparrow spread its wings.

Following its wing, I saw Pria with a troubled face.

<Use that girl.>

“How?”

<That’s for you to figure out.>

I thought the third option was some kind of secret plan.

Because they transcended monsters using the prince’s bloodline, so, now we should awaken the princess’s bloodline?

What would happen then, would NPCs transcend?

‘Are 7-star heroes, monsters, and NPCs going to run wild in Townia?’

That would be a complete mess.

I scoffed. What a ridiculous idea.

If it provided a specific method, maybe. But telling me to figure it out?

The third option suggested by the sparrow was a gamble.

The success rate was close to zero.

If there were no other options, I’d consider it, but it’s still a no.

‘Actually, there’s one more thing we could do.’

There was a fourth option the sparrow didn’t know about.

Calling in my backup.

In other words, bringing Niflheimr into full-scale involvement.

“…….”

I fiddled with the ring on my left hand.

The three weapon summoning chances were exhausted, but the transdimensional communication still worked.

Yurnet always told me to ask for help whenever I needed it. If I ask for help, she will appear with a smile, as always.

‘If that happens…….’

I can no longer stay as ‘Han Israt.’

With the bug spanning across all mission areas, it would be impossible to handle it discreetly.

It would inevitably reveal my connection with Niflheimr.

‘I would have to leave.’

The first option might be brushed off.

But this method was almost 100%.

From then on, I have to live as Loki from Niflheimr, not Han Israt from Townia.

Life would become more comfortable, and the survival rate would increase.

There would be more opportunities to become stronger.

I would practically be a king there.

“…….”

I closed my eyes.

If I borrow Niflheimr’s power to deal with the prince and then leave, Townia would return to normal.

The difficulty graph, which had been rising steeply, would drop.

The heroes who struggled with every mission would be able to fight more easily.

‘Still.’

It wouldn’t last long.

Whatever account, at a certain point, the difficulty rises insanely.

Whether Townia or Niflheimr, it doesn’t matter. The increased difficulty never drops.

Once at the 50th floor, once again at the 60th floor, and one more time at the 70th floor.

In the process, only a few hundred out of tens of millions of masters survive.

I slowly calculated.

How far the current Townia can go without me?

The survival rate of the rankers.

The conclusion came soon.

‘Less than 10%.’

That was reality.

It’s not just about skill.

Luck is also crucial for climbing. During a mission, you might be backstabbed by a PK user or encounter a boss with extreme antagonism to your main party.

If so,

Jenna dies.

So do Velkist, Kishasha, Edis, and Katiio.

Hundreds of heroes in the waiting room would be slaughtered, and Iselle would disappear too.

The master might quit the game.

For Anytng, Pick Me Up would become a bitter memory.

Ultimately…….

I sighed.

Despite all the fuss about having multiple methods, the only choice I could make was just one.

If I were my old self, I would have chosen the fourth option without hesitation, but things have changed a bit now.

‘Sigh.’

I opened my eyes.

“Hey.”

<What?>

“Tell me about the other abilities of the black dragon blood.”

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