The dusty wind blew through the narrow alleyway, filled with rot, old trash, and angry curses from nearby vendors.
Lee-Oh crouched in the middle of it all, trying to make sense of his life.
"Wait, wait, wait…" he mumbled, staring at the strange blue screen floating in front of him.
"You're telling me... I'm a slave? Kang Joon Oh is alive and a noble in this world!"
"I must get revenge but how can I get revenge, I am a slave!"
Kang Joon Oh didn't notice Lee-Oh and leave to the scene.
Lee-Oh face twitched. The cheap robe he wore barely covered his body, and his back ached from being dragged around earlier by some burly dude with an eyebrow thicker than a broom.
System Activated: Beginner Tutorial Mode Engaged.
Lee-Oh blinked. "A system… I have a system? Then… does that mean I can—"
Before he could finish that thought, another window popped up:
System Info:
You can collect items and gain Points. Selling those items will give you 1.5x the base Point value. You can set your own price, but it depends if anyone actually buys it.
Note: Slaves can still collect and store items. Selling requires creativity and... maybe some luck.
Lee-Oh's jaw dropped.
"I must get strong with this system to get revenge!"
"BUT I'M A SLAVE! HOW THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO SELL ANYTHING?!"
His scream echoed through the alley, earning a dirty glance from a passing beggar.
System Notification: Upgrades are available. Upgraded systems unlock crafting and more features to earn Points passively.
He squinted. "Wait... there's an upgrade button?"
With a single thought, he pulled up his System Level screen.
System Level: 0
Current Functions:Collect Items (Passive)System Storage [0 / 15]
Lee-Oh stared at it for a moment.
"…This is literally a hoarding simulator."
But with no other choice, he began working. He crouched and picked up the first thing he could see—a piece of torn rope.
+0.01 pts
Next, a cracked wooden stick.
+0.1 pts
Then a dull rock that might've once been a brick.
+0.1 pts
He peeked into his System Storage.
Storage: 3/15 | Total Points: 0.21
A grin tugged at his lips. "It works… I'm actually earning Points…"
But just as he was about to grab another rock—
THUD!
Something massive slammed into his ribs, sending him sprawling to the ground.
"ACK—!"
He turned with a wince, holding his side. A hulking man stood over him, dark hair slicked back, arms like tree trunks. His name tag hung crooked on his apron:
Gan-Nye, Assistant Manager – Tiger Grill
"I'm the one who kicked you," the man growled. "What are you doing slacking off in my street?"
Lee-Oh blinked. "Y-your street? This is an alley!"
Gan-Nye grabbed his collar and lifted him like he weighed nothing. "You're a slave. That means you do whatever I tell you. Now get inside and promote our restaurant—sweep the floors, wash the dishes, scrape the grease off the roof if you have to!"
Lee-Oh wanted to curse at him. Wanted to punch him, stab him, maybe even sell him if that was a feature.
But…
Gan-Nye was 6'9 and built like a martial artist who ate other martial artists for breakfast.
Meanwhile, Lee-Oh was stuck in a 5'4, 125-pound frame that couldn't even lift a full bucket of water.
"…Yes, boss."
Ten. Hours. Later.
Covered in grease, sweat, and pride-swallowing humiliation, Lee-Oh stumbled out of the restaurant. The sky was dark, and his legs wobbled from exhaustion.
But his eyes gleamed.
"Hah… now that shift is over, I can finally pick up more trash."
He held up his hand like a villain about to activate his final form.
"Just you wait, system. I'll grind my way up. One trash item at a time."
He reached for another rock, grinning wildly.