The 100th Regression of the Max-Level Player
Chapter 123: A Good Excuse (2)

“Since it came up, I’ll tell you about the 9th round quest.”

At those words, Ma Kyung-rok, Christine, and Jeffrey’s attention was all focused on Ryu Min.

Information about the next round was exactly what they wanted.

Soon, the awaited information flowed from Ryu Min’s mouth.

All pretended not to care, but each of them listened intently, not wanting to miss a word.

“Hmm, the 9th round isn’t that difficult.”

“Looks like you can choose an easy path if you want.”

“The 9th round allows you to choose the difficulty like the 8th round. The choice is yours.”

“What about the sub-quests?”

Ryu Min shook his head as if he didn’t know.

“Unfortunately, I couldn’t see the future that far.” S~ᴇaʀᴄh the N0vᴇlFirᴇ.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of nøvels early and in the highest quality.

Of course, it was a lie.

The sub-quests were for him alone.

However, someone doubted that part.

“You saw up to the 11th round but not the 9th round’s sub-quests?”

Jeffrey said that.

His tone was full of skepticism, but Ryu Min didn’t mind.

He was in a superior position after all.

Even if he started talking about the devil, they wouldn’t have any choice but to believe him.

“The future isn’t something I can see at will, just specific scenes or events up to the next round and some fragmented incidents beyond that.”

With such an explanation, Jeffrey had nothing to say.

What could he do if he couldn’t see the future?

At that moment Christine shot a sharp look at Jeffrey.

‘Did you really have to say that?’

‘I’m sorry.’

Jeffrey blinked his eyes as a form of apology.

‘I can’t believe they still suspect me.’

Ryu Min felt that he needed to release more information.

“When it comes to the 11th round, players from all over the world will mix. You’ll end up doing quests with players from other countries.”

“Ah… with other countries?”

“Then, we might all meet?”

“That’s correct.”

Ryu Min didn’t deny it.

Not all regions would merge, but some countries would mix.

“Then, ‘ll I meet that player ‘Black Scythe’ in the 11th round?”

Christine’s question was unexpected to Ryu Min.

It was known that no one among the players was unaware of the name Black Scythe, but he hadn’t expected her to show interest.

‘If I answer this wrongly, Ma Kyung-rok might get jealous.’

Reading Ma’s thoughts, it seemed he had no particular opinions yet.

She only asked out of the interest of possibly seeing a celebrity.

“Of course. You’ll be able to meet Black Scythe in the 11th round. As for Representative Ma, you’ll meet him even earlier.”

“Me?”

“Yes. When the next round starts, all regions in South Korea will integrate into one.”

Ma Kyung-rok’s eyes widened in surprise at the new information.

“Really?”

“Yes. Due to the lack of players, South Korea will merge into one region. You’ll be able to see everyone, including Black Scythe, Mr. An Sang-cheol, and Actress Seo Arin, all in one place.”

“Then, can we also see Prophet Ryu Min in the next round?”

‘That would be difficult. Since I’m Black Scythe.’

The words almost reached his lips, but Ryu Min was not one to reveal such information.

“Of course, I might be there too. However, just because we are in the same region doesn’t mean it would be appropriate for us to meet.”

“Why not?”

“You want those who received prophecies to gather up and act together?”

Ryu Min subtly shook his head, indicating that it was not a good idea.

“It could change the future if we’re not careful.”

It was a plausible excuse.

—

The word of the prophet is law.

Especially if those prophecies have so far had a 100% success rate.

The basic assumption is that the next prophecy will also come true.

There’s no room for doubt.

You have no choice but to believe.

Anyone who has heard the prophecies multiple times and benefited from them would feel the same.

‘Meeting with those who have heard the prophecy could change the future. A good excuse.’

With the integration of regions in the 9th round, Ryu Min put forward such an excuse.

It was imperative to avoid anyone seeking him out during the round.

‘As long as I keep my mouth shut, they won’t be able to find me since we look different.’

He had not revealed his nickname yet, thinking someone might ask to meet.

After all, who would believe him if he said he was Black Scythe now?

‘I shouldn’t tell them, even if they would believe me. I need to make them thoroughly believe that there’s a prophet class.’

Seeing that no one was questioning his excuse, it seemed he had trained them well enough.

Ryu Min’s plan was going as intended.

‘There is no opponent as easy to deceive as a trustworthy ally.’

Eventually, when the number of people dwindles to a visible amount, his identity might be revealed.

‘But by then, I’ll have figured out a way to hide my nickname.’

He had plans, so there was nothing to worry about.

All that was left was to put them into action when the time came.

Just then, a message arrived on his LostYak phone.

[A seller you follow on Player Place has listed an item.]

Seeing the message, Ryu Min’s lips curved into a smile.

‘It looks like Ju Sung-taek has listed an item.’

Expecting to see what item it was, he opened the Player Place app.

Entering the section for followed sellers, he clicked on Ju Sung-taek’s ID, and the item he listed appeared.

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