Genius Regressor Makes Mythic Items

A refined yet somewhat cold-looking suit. A middle-aged man wearing it strode confidently down the wide hallway.

“Is he trustworthy?”

The middle-aged man’s voice was as cold as his exterior.

“Yes. Though he’s retired now, he has worked with you in the Arena several times in the past.”

Following closely behind was a 2-meter tall man, Choi Changwook, who responded unwaveringly.

“Arena? What was the doctor’s name again?”

“Jung Taehyuk.”

“Jung… Taehyuk?”

The middle-aged man with a cold demeanor tilted his head.

“I don’t recall that name.”

At Kim Muyeol’s words,

“…”

Choi Changwook did not respond.

To be precise, ‘That’s because Muyeol hyung doesn’t consider anyone below Diamond rank as worth remembering.’

He kept the words that were about to reach his throat inside. However, having spent almost his entire life alongside Kim Muyeol, “It might be because you only worked with him a few times; it’s understandable you wouldn’t remember.”

He deftly tidied up the words for superior, “And why are you suddenly looking for a medical professional in secrecy?”

He naturally shifted the topic back on track. But was it a wrong move?

“That’s…”

Kim Muyeol hesitated briefly. Then he fell silent. But such mood swings were all too familiar to Choi Changwook.

Step.

Choi Changwook continued to follow Kim Muyeol without any awkwardness. Eventually, the confident strides of the two men came to a halt.

Was it the homeowner’s preference?

Unlike the most expensive houses in Korea, the door was rather plain. Kim Muyeol stared silently at the simple door. However, Choi Changwook knew. This man, who was unstoppable in both Korea and the world, was now, ‘He’s hesitating.’

He was hesitating considerably. Despite his unmoving stance, the slightly twitching fingers were the evidence.

And at times like this, ‘It’s best to stay still until he makes his own decision.’

Rather than impulsively pressing the doorbell or asking what to do, it was wiser to just wait until Kim Muyeol acted.

The man hated unforeseen occurrences unrelated to his will.

Swoosh.

Sure enough, Kim Muyeol’s arm moved towards the doorbell, breaking the silence.

However, the doorbell never rang. It wasn’t because Kim Muyeol changed his mind midway. He sensed something running towards the large yet plain and sophisticated door.

A first-generation one at that. If Golem Choi Changwook, who was a Ranker, sensed it, there was no way Kim Muyeol, who was stronger, would miss it. Instead of pressing the doorbell, Kim Muyeol took a step back.

Indeed, his choice was wise.

Bang!

The large door burst open with force.

“Grandpa!”

A small, fair-skinned child, around five or six years old, flew towards Kim Muyeol.

‘That, that child is!’

Choi Changwook, taken aback by the child’s sudden appearance, was stunned. As Kim Muyeol’s secretary and escort, he should have blocked the child’s approach immediately.

‘Why is this child…?’

The child’s appearance was unprecedented, and Choi Changwook couldn’t react properly. But it wasn’t just Choi Changwook who was caught off guard. Kim Muyeol, frozen in place, stuttered, “D-d-don’t…”

“Grandpa! Grandpa!”

The child clung to Kim Muyeol’s leg, looking up at him with moist, round eyes. Still, the Ironwoord King was the Ironwoord King.

“Hey!”

Regaining his composure, Kim Muyeol tried to shake off the child. But as their eyes met, Kim Muyeol’s expression froze. Choi Changwook, watching the scene, intervened, “That… Shiyeon, come down from there…”

He attempted to gently pry the child off Kim Muyeol. Just then, “Appa’s hurt! Appa’s hurt!”

The child’s words made Kim Muyeol’s movement halt. Not just Choi Changwook, but Kim Muyeol’s reaction was even faster.

“What do you mean he’s hurt? Where is he?”

“I don’t know. Unnie said Appa’s hurt and is sleeping in bed.”

Though the child’s words were somewhat incomprehensible due to tears, they were clear enough. Kim Muyeol and Choi Changwook’s gazes turned towards the open door.

But as they went inside, ‘He must be hurt badly…’

‘But it seems like he’s just tired and resting, judging by the situation.’

It was easy to predict that the situation wasn’t serious. If Kim Shimun were really hurt, ‘Since Yujeong agasshi isn’t here…’

‘If he were really hurt, she would have rushed in like a knife.’

The Saintess, Yujeong, would have already entered the penthouse. Not to mention Sword Saint Kim Shihyuk and Night Hunter Park Jinwook.

However, there was no sign of anyone inside.

“It’s nothing serious. He’s probably just tired.”

Kim Muyeol carelessly held Shiyeon in his arms, but carefully placed her down on the floor. Then, in his ear, “What do we do now, president?”

Choi Changwook’s voice whispered.

“It seems like Kim Shimun has been asleep for a while… Shall we try talking to him?”

Kim Muyeol briefly glanced around the penthouse interior and shook his head slightly.

“I think we’re making too much noise. Since we’re not getting any reaction, he must be sleeping deeply.”

“That’s true, but… Are you okay? You came here to say something, didn’t you?”

Kim Muyeol fell silent for a moment in response to Choi Changwook’s question.

Then…

“I didn’t come here for any specific reason.”

Kim Muyeol slightly furrowed his brows as he replied. His ambiguous answer left Choi Changwook perplexed.

“Pardon?”

Choi Changwook inadvertently asked again, but Kim Muyeol did not rebuke him. Instead, he simply gazed into the penthouse once more.

“…”

After a brief moment, “Let’s leave.”

Kim Muyeol decisively turned his body. Or rather, he tried to turn.

“Grandpa, where are you going?”

A small voice asked, as Shiyeon clung to his leg. Kim Muyeol silently looked down at the child.

Then, he bent down slightly, reaching towards Shiyeon, still clinging to his leg.

Swoosh.

Choi Changwook looked on, ready to intervene if necessary.

But then, ‘What?’

He could only blink in surprise.

Because, “There’s… a hair stuck.”

Kim Muyeol gently removed a hair from Shiyeon’s shoulder.

Then, “Hmm? Oh! That’s Appa’s hair!”

Shiyeon’s response made Kim Muyeol freeze in his tracks.

“Appa’s… hair?”

“Yeah! Shiyeon loves Appa the most in the world! So I always keep something of his!”

With the pure, sincere eyes of a child, Shiyeon proclaimed this. For a moment, Kim Muyeol silently stared at the hair he had removed.

Then, he carefully wrapped it in a handkerchief and placed it in his inner pocket.

Swoosh.

After, he looked down at Shiyeon.

“Well done.”

He gently brushed her hair.

“Hehe! Oh! Shiyeon loves Grandpa too!”

Shiyeon rubbed her face against Kim Muyeol’s leg.

“Grandpa, play with Shiyeon! Please?”

She looked up at him with a bright smile, pleading. Kim Muyeol silently looked at her, and murmured in a low voice.

“We must not leave the Ranker’s Palace.”

‘Wait… what did he just say?’

Choi Changwook’s already surprised eyes widened further.

“Yeah! Shiyeon will show Grandpa an adventure!”

Shiyeon cheerfully grabbed Kim Muyeol’s hand and led the way.

Following her, “Don’t run.”

Kim Muyeol bent slightly to match her pace. Watching this scene, which was difficult to believe even with his own eyes,

“…”

Choi Changwook’s mouth hung open and he stood frozen in place until the two disappeared around a corner.

***

In a room filled with dark purple smoke, the distinctive sound of tearing flesh echoed constantly.

Crunch.

Squirm.

Dark purple tendrils in the room continuously contracted and expanded.

At their peak, time seemed to rewind in an instant as the dark purple tendrils disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Squish!

In the center of where the tendrils had been, a man, let out a short breath and slowly opened his eyes.

“Phew.”

Sss.

From his eyes, dark purple smoke seeped out.

But soon, as if everything was wrapped up, his eyes returned to normal.

“This is no joke.”

The man looked down at his hands with glittering eyes.

‘Spending 100,000 points was nerve-wracking, but…’

Thump.

The unusually loud heartbeat echoed in his ears. All the blood flowing through his body and every part of his body affected by it were distinctly felt. It was like an unprecedented enhancement of his senses.

‘It was worth it.’

Kim Shimun clenched his fist with a satisfied expression.

At that,

-You have the Obsidian Tablet on you, remember?

A cheerful voice echoed from his chest.

-With its completion up to 80% this time, such a physical enhancement is expected.

The Philosopher’s Stone’s voice reminded him.

“Right.”

Kim Shimun nodded, opening the information window of the Obsidian Tablet.

『Obsidian Tablet』

Grade – Replica (80%)

A compilation of human alchemy. It contains various knowledge including human alchemy, but it cannot fully exert its power for some reason.

As the Philosopher’s Stone stated, the Obsidian Tablet had an impressive 80% completion.

Seeing it, Shimun smacked his lips.

‘I still have around 100,000 achievement points left…’

He wished he could spend another 100,000 points to bring its completion to over 90%.

-But oppa, you know 90% completion requires more than 100,000 points, right?

“Yes.”

Since the Obsidian Tablet is not a consumable like the Astrape, the cost for further enhancement increased exponentially.

‘It’s likely in the 200,000 points range or even higher.’

Because of the sheer amount needed, Shimun hadn’t even asked the Philosopher’s Stone the next alchemy value.

Nor did he need to.

While the immediate enhancement in physical ability was significant, ‘The enhancement of physical ability is secondary.’

The Obsidian Tablet, fused with the Philosopher’s Stone, mainly focused on human alchemy. Therefore, the immediate physical enhancements were significant, ‘But the overall enhancement in human alchemy is clear.’

Kim Shimun could distinctly feel the improvement in human alchemy. From simple enhancements derived from human alchemy, to the properties affected by the Obsidian Tablet such as Dragonoid, the overall abilities related to human alchemy had evidently improved.

‘With this level of enhancement… attempting homunculus creation is feasible.’

Although he had already acquired the creation method through the Black Goat, homunculus alchemy seemed nearly impossible without tremendous resources.

But now, with the Obsidian Tablet’s completion at 80%,

Kim Shimun felt it was worth a try.

‘Alright. Homunculus creation can be prepared gradually…’

Having thoroughly considered the homunculus creation,

‘First, let’s check the title.’

Kim Shimun opened the information window for the title he hadn’t checked due to Belial’s quest,

‘Dragon God.’

『Dragon God』 – Growth-type Title

A title that proves qualification to occupy the currently vacant position in the Dragon Realm.

Bound Dragon Species: Faerie Dragon

A modest information window appeared, but a satisfied smile spread across Kim Shimun’s lips.

‘It’s complete.’

When he first created the Faerie Dragon, Kyung, the title wasn’t even fully named.

‘Back then, it was filled with phrases like incomplete this and that. Now, it’s all gone.’

It used to be riddled with phrases emphasizing its incompleteness. Although no additional abilities or options were attached, Kim Shimun showed no sign of disappointment.

The reason was simple.

‘The position in the Dragon Realm…’

Because of the phrase “qualification to occupy the currently vacant position in the Dragon Realm” in the information window.

‘So this is the qualification the constellations spoke about.’

Through various interactions with mythical figures, he had heard about qualification or position multiple times. Now he knew exactly what it referred to.

What mattered was, ‘The Constellation seat in the Dragon Realm is currently vacant, isn’t it?’

This implied, ‘This means the Dragon Lords are not proper constellations…’

The five constellations governing the Dragon Realm, the Dragon Lords, were not legitimate constellations.

‘From Tiamat’s memories, I thought at least one of them would be a proper Constellation…’

After all, the Dragon Lords were the five beings who betrayed and consumed the power of the Dragon God Tiamat. And now, not one of them was a legitimate Constellation?

Although Kim Shimun did not know the detailed backstory beyond this, one thing was clear.

‘This will be a significant weapon someday.’

The currently vacant Constellation position in the Dragon Realm, and the rightful qualification to occupy it, would be an enormous weapon against the Dragon Lords in the future.

“Alright! To reach that point, I still have a long way to go.”

With his thoughts sorted, Shimun, stretched his lighter body with all his might.

‘With the recent stat increases, it’s time to rush through the Arena.’

He headed straight for the laboratory. After all, the experience point buff he obtained from Ukraine was nearing its end.

‘Or should I enhance the World Tree buff a bit more? Or maybe save up further for Heavenly Demon Divine Art…’

Pondering over joyful possibilities of leveling up, with a clatter, he arrived at the lab and grabbed the Arena connection device.

Then in front of Kim Shimun, a familiar message appeared.

『Welcome to Galaxy Arena.』

『Player Kim Shimun’s skill level is beyond the current rank’s MMR adjustments.』

『Assigned to Master Rank Promotion Match.』

However, the following messages were,

『Does not meet the ‘conditions’ for the assigned Master Rank Promotion Match.』

『The assigned Master Rank Promotion Match requires ‘2-player’ cooperation.』

『Please proceed with matching along with your partner.』

TL’s Corner:
Who will Shimun pick?