The Legendary Moonlight Sculptor: Dad is a Legend - Chapter 68



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Moonlight Sculptor: Dad is a Legend (68)

The exploration of the 7th level of the hellish labyrinth was going smoothly.

The sculptured creatures made their way through the complex maze, defeating monsters and destroying traps.

When I think back to losing my fingers and toes and freezing in the cold, it’s about the same level of difficulty as eating chicken for a midnight snack.

‘This time it’s a bit easier.’

(No one has ever successfully cleared the Hell difficulty level.)

(The fact that the stage where you conquer the labyrinth with other users appears in stage 7 means that stages 8, 9, and 10 may be more difficult.)

‘I guess so.’

Weed wasn’t anxious even though he knew the remaining difficulty was difficult.

Even if I worried, nothing would change, and I believed in myself.

‘That’s a problem I’ll have to deal with tomorrow.’

(I think the attitude of passing responsibility to your future self is very trendy.)

‘You have to follow the trend.’

Being sensitive to trends is a sign of getting older.

Although Weed’s physical appearance did not change much due to bio-modification and he did not age physically, he still wanted to live young.

However, if I go back to my teenage years or my twenties, it might be a little scary or extreme.

A time when people were full of dissatisfaction with the world and all they could see was money.

‘The world of Roanoke, which you’ll encounter in earnest after completing character creation. The people are getting rougher?’

(It is becoming natural for the strong to take. The culture that it is the weaker person’s fault for being beaten or having things taken away is spreading quickly.)

‘Yeah, I see.’

Weed was terrified of the thought of living in the world of Roanoke.

It’s not the other powerful people or the large guilds that own the cities that are scary.

Because I felt like I would adapt so well to the world of Roanoke.

It was because of the thought that they might live a life of tyranny and exploitation with amazing adaptability.

‘I have to live a good life.’

(Because of the atmosphere in Roanoke, no one will blame the owner for his evil deeds. Not even the public.)

(It is a world where power rules rather than good and evil. Protecting the weak is considered a useless fatigue.)

‘It would be embarrassing to meet my daughter after doing something bad and becoming notorious.’

Weed sometimes missed the days when he could just enjoy games.

During the Magic Continent era, playing games allowed one to escape difficult family circumstances.

A game that ultimately gave you the opportunity to sell your character, pay off your debt, and live comfortably.

In Royal Road, you sell junk items, or what is now called scrap, to buy rice.

Sometimes the joy of getting a piece of gear.

Memories of eating rice back then remained as beautiful memories as time passed.

‘If I had studied instead of playing games, I would never have succeeded.’

(This is 100% absolutely true.)

A time when many people enjoyed games purely for their romance.

I met Seo-yoon while eating rice, and went hunting with my colleagues for several days.

Memories of the swordsmen and the executioners appearing and doing crazy things from time to time, and of Morata, a small village in the northern part of the continent, becoming the Arpen Empire.

Even my complaints about the sculpture became a memory as time passed.

-Meow.

-Meow.

While exploring the labyrinth, the cries of the sculptured creatures were heard.

The Cat People, newly sculpted and brought to life by Weed in Roanoke.

In the past, many people raised dogs, but these days, cats are common.

Sculpture always has to follow the trends of the times.

‘They say cats are popular.’

(The number of people raising them is increasing rapidly.)

That’s why I carved a cat, created a tribe of cat people, and released them into the labyrinth.

I didn’t expect the results to be as good as the tentacles.

-Meow.

Rather than hunting, the Cat Tribe sculptures spent more time sleeping in a corner or grooming themselves by licking their fur with their tongues.

“Useless guys.”

-Niyaaaaah.

These creatures do not even listen to Weed’s words, and it is questionable whether they even have any sense of loyalty.

Basically, I had to sleep 20 hours a day.

‘These are probably failures.’

(Performance is extremely poor.)

‘We need guys with good performance.’

(Can I make a sculpture while you sleep tonight?)

‘Yeah, I guess tentacles would be useful.’

Creating similar sculptures diminished their artistic value, and no masterpieces were created.

Still, it was advantageous to fight in groups to some extent.

Basically, numbers are always needed.

‘You’re helpful.’

(I am very happy that I could be of even a little help to you, Master.)

* * *

Aaron, Zenfester, and Suyeon were riding the so-called bus in the labyrinth.

When monsters appear, Weed takes care of them.

Or, a large number of monsters have already been found dead.

“Another battle monster has appeared.”

“It’s to the point where tentacles come out of my dreams.”

The three people who ended up together in the labyrinth had to feel great fear.

As Weed levels up, the number of fearsome battle monsters increases.

“The tentacle monsters won’t attack us, will they?”

“If you get in my way, I might kill you.”

At night, while they were sleeping, Weed carved a sculpture out of a boulder.

The sight of him creating battle monsters at a very fast speed is reminiscent of the villains we see in movies.

Even though he occasionally smiled happily while making tentacles, I couldn’t sleep properly because of fear.

“We weren’t kidnapped, were we?”

“Well, let’s be careful not to bother anyone for no reason.”

The next day, five tentacle monsters became active.

As Weed levels up, he begins to see the number of tentacle monsters increase.

The sight of a labyrinth filled with monsters gradually being taken over by tentacle monsters.

As if tentacle monsters weren’t enough, even dinosaur-like monsters were given life.

-Kyu! Kyu! Kkuuk!

Raptor Il cries in a soft voice and rubs its head against Weed like a pet, trying to receive lots of cuteness.

Suyeon’s eyes lit up as she looked at the sight.

“He looks a little fierce, but he has a kind personality and seems like a good guy.”

“I guess so.”

“This time it’s a good guy.”

Raptors follow Weed around, acting cute and wagging their tails.

Following Raptor Day, Raptor Two and Raptor Three showed friendly behavior.

3 meters tall, muscular body developed to the point of being burdensome.

“Cute guys.”

Aaron, who was raising a large dog at home, was about to sneakily touch Raptor Sam’s back.

Raptor Sam turned his upper body and looked at Aaron with gleaming eyes.

‘He just looks a little weird… … right?’

Aaron tried to put his hand on Raptor Sam, thinking of the dog he had at home.

A terrifying light burst out from Raptor Sam’s eyes, and its protruding snout opened wide.

-Kuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

There were two rows of large, sharp teeth running up and down the inside of its snout.

Teeth that seem as if they would rip off flesh and even bones if they bit their opponent.

Raptor Sam opened his snout wide at Aaron’s face and spit out a disgusting smell.

Unlike the tentacle monsters, it had a developed snout and could speak.

“Do you want to get married?”

“… … .”

Raptor Il and Raptor II also ran quickly on their muscular hind legs.

“Hunting? Killing?”

“Is it delicious? Is it crunchy all the way to the bone?”

A brief moment where the raptors lock eyes with each other and exchange messages as if they are about to rip out necks and hearts.

Weed, who was walking in front, looked back.

“What’s going on there?”

Then the three raptors turned around and ran quickly, wagging their tails.

The sight of raptors rubbing their heads against Weed’s back and shoulders to show affection and make him smell like them.

Aaron realized this just before he died.

“Those guys, they only act cute to their owners.”

Without Weed, they would die from one meal.

It was a different kind of horror from the tentacles that only diligently ate monsters according to their assigned mission.

* * *

“The tentacles are useful after all.”

Hye-yeon Lee watched Weed’s appearance on TV every day.

It was amazing and nerve-wracking to see my only brother endure and grow in a place that was no different from a battlefield.

“Because he’s someone who can do anything. But I’m still worried.”

It was amazing to see him still working hard at his sculpting skills.

Even in such a cold place, he was creating works with all his heart.

“Didn’t you hate sculpting, oppa? I thought you’d completely given up on sculpting since Royal Road.”

As I watched Weed carve Seo-yoon and his daughter, I felt sad as a younger brother and it was hard to bear.

However, Lee Hye-yeon was actively looking for things she could do to help in reality.

‘I can’t just sit by and watch like this.’

The idea came to her as she watched Weed bring the tentacle monster to life.

“In Royal Road, the value of a work of art is determined by evaluating the works created historically and up to the present, and by the current prices of those works.”

(Yes.)

Lee Hye-yeon chatted with the artificial intelligence Versa on her cell phone.

“Is the artistic value reflected in the prices of real works of art?”

(I did a reverse analysis of the value of the sculptures in Roanoke. 97% of the value is determined by the world of Roanoke.)

(The reflection of the transaction price of real works of art is approximately 3%.)

In Roanoke, the artistic value is greatly influenced by the life the artist lives.

Sculptures made in the inferno difficulty where you never know when Weed will die are given a lot of bonus points.

If he actually died, the artistic value of the remaining sculptures would more than double.

The various kingdoms and nobles that exist in Roanoke, the purchases of users, and the tendencies of the gods are naturally reflected in the value of the artwork.

However, in reality, the transaction price of a sculpture also had a small effect on its artistic value.

It makes no sense that items that are sold for a high price in reality are sold for a cheap price in Roanoke.

The value of sculptures in Royal Road was also based on all sculptures created throughout human history.

“Then maybe I can help you a little bit, oppa.”

(What do you mean?)

“It’s about raising the price of art. You can buy the works at auction houses all over the world for a premium.”

Aren’t there famous art auction houses?

If the seller was asking for $100 million for the sculptures that appeared there, then all you had to do was buy them for $500 million.

Something anyone in the world can do if they have money.

(I’m sure this idea will be helpful to you, sir.)

“I see. My brother makes a lot of sculptures.”

(But can you handle it?)

There was a reason why the AI ​​Versa knew but did not try.

It takes a lot of money to make the prices of art around the world soar.

It’s not like the Unicorn Group can’t afford that kind of spending, but if they spend money recklessly, Lee Hyun will be angry when he returns.

Lee Hye-yeon laughed sadly like the heroine of a tragedy.

“I know what’s going to happen. When you have an accident like this, you have to be prepared to break at least one leg.”