"I'm home."

"Son!"

When Jong-seok came home, his mother welcomed him.

"Why haven't you been here lately?"

"Because the lab is busy. Didn't you run out of sauce?”

Mom shook her head with a smile at Jong-seok's words.

"It's not off yet."

"Good thing."

"But haven't you been seeing Sumi lately?”

"Why?"

"You haven't been coming to play lately."

"Sumi is busy auditioning for a part these days.”

"So you can't see him these days, either?”

"I saw you for a moment last week."

"Wait?"

"You're busy."

Jong-seok's words made me a little worried about my mother's face.

"Even though I'm busy, I have to see lovers often... If you lose your face, you lose your mind.”

"I'll take care of the relationship."

When Jong-seok entered the room with a smile, his mother said.

"What about laundry?"

"Grandmother sucks."

"Thank you."

Jong-seok, who was about to enter the room listening to his mother, suddenly looked at the living room.

"What about Dad?"

"I went to see my friends."

Jong-seok, who nodded at the remark, entered the room. Then Jong-seok, who took off his clothes, suddenly looked at his cell phone.

'By the way, Sumi and I haven't been around lately.’

Sumi auditioned with various agencies to graduate and become an actor.

And I signed a contract with one of them and went to a trainee to audition for the role.

And I'm staying with the trainees from the agency and getting some care... It wasn't easy to see.

Since he is an aspiring entertainer, his agency manages his relationship with men.

Jong-seok, who had thought about it for a while, brought up his experience book.

"Let's see."

Jong-seok, who was looking at the experience book, wrote medicine.

Since he decided to live as an oriental medical doctor, the more experience he had in medicine, the better.

I also want to make Jang feel better soon. That's why I'm trying to gain more experience in Chinese medicine because I wonder if there's anything I can do.

Jong-seok's writing has gone over to the red paper.

Srrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

There was a plague in the miscalculation. The plague... ...the plague that killed my parents and brothers finally hit the roof.

With his disciples, he chased the plague and headed for Osan.

I said that I was going to the place where the plague was going on my own, saying, "I am a god sent by heaven, rather than a god," but such fame had no use for me.

Finally, the plague...

Along with reading, the crazy lawmaker's experience began to come into my head.

The reason why the madman learned medicine was because he lost all his family members to a plague.

So I waited for the plague. There have been several outbreaks of plague.

But when they heard the news and started, it was only after all those who had already suffered from the plague died or disappeared.

It takes months for news to go from the wide central area to Sichuan Province and to depart.

'That's terrible.

Jong-seok had no choice but to cringe at the experience of the plague.

The experience of plague reading through books was hell. And Jong-seok read the experience by biting his lips.

'Crazy Senator's experience is like a horror movie.’

Upon arriving in Osan, the madman deliberately carried the plague to his disciples and asked them about the disease.

For those who know medicine can tell you more about their physical condition of the plague than those who don't know it.

It gave me a detailed idea of what kind of symptoms would occur if I had a plague, but... In the end, all of the madman's disciples died.

That meant failing to overcome the plague.

Reading the book, Jong-seok sighed.

"Isn't he peeing in his sleep?"

Jong-seok, who trembled to recall the images of mad lawmakers blaming and cursing his teacher as they died, continued to read.

Jong-seok, who gained experience in oriental medicine, twisted his neck.

Boom boom!

I was so tired. As he tried to close his eyes, he could see the bookcase falling over.

'Huh?

After giving the experience, the article in the Experience Book disappears, but the bookcase is moving to the first page.

"What is it?"

When Jong-seok thought of this, his writing began to appear in the first page of the book.

Jong-seok looked at the article with a curious face and picked up a pencil.

Jong-seok, who had been thinking for a while, wrote again in the answer to his experience book.

Jong-seok tilted his head at the article in the Experience Book.

'I thought you were going to give me a step-by-step experience, but you're not?'

Looking at the article in the Experience Book, Jong-seok thought he had achieved the first level of experience by earning 10,000 points.

Like a game.

Then, I thought I would see a higher level of experience than a first-level lawmaker, or a lawmaker with a higher level of oriental medicine than a madman.

But it was not like that.

Jong-seok, who was there for a while, wrote.

Jong-seok, who was writing, shook his head. The answer was the question ahead.

You're saying it's just an option?’

The last letter of his writing sparkled. As if to finish writing what you used to write.

After a while, Jong-seok drew a line twice and wrote a new one.

Jong-seok stroked his chin.

'Is this meant to be a variety of experiences?'

Even if it's God, alien, or anything that makes the Experience Book, what he wants is less experience.

If so, the cursors may not want to focus on only one experience.

You will want to gain many experiences through the experience book and write down new experiences through it.

Thinking that way, Jong-seok looked at his experience book.

"Is it a penalty?"

Small muttered Jong-seok wrote.

'In short, you eat less experience.’

I didn't think it was such a penalty. If the level goes up in the game, the experience you gain even if you catch the same monster decreases.

As the level goes up and you eat less experience, the character becomes stronger. If he gets a penalty, the person who made the experience book has no conscience.

Srrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

And new writings began to appear as if they had noticed Jong-seok's mind.

With the experience of a crazy lawmaker, Jang Hyun-hee is still treating and making medicine.

Jong-seok stroked his chin in an article written by the Experience Book.

"Strong power..."

While the former writer's experience is used by himself, the difference in ability will be huge if the writer who wrote the experience himself.

The original sundae restaurant and the ordinary sundae restaurant next to it, there must be a difference in taste.

Jong-seok, who had been thinking for a while, wrote in his experience book.

17,350 There are still quite a few.’

Considering the use of 5,000 Chinese medicine just now, there was quite a bit of experience left.

However, I couldn't say much when I think about the similar things every day.

Since yesterday is the same day and tomorrow is the same day, there is little chance to experience new things.

If you want to get a lot of experience, you have to experience something new.

In addition, if he has a good record, he wants to get a hands-on experience instead of a crazy lawmaker.

The experience of a scholar's experience.

Jong-seok, who was thinking for a while, nodded and wrote.

The cursors are fixed before the experience of oriental medicine. From now on, you will not be able to modify or change the entire handwriting of your experience in Chinese medicine.

Would you like to continue to gain written experience before you experience oriental medicine?

'You can count your strength as experience...'

With that in mind, Jong-seok wrote.

Jong-seok nodded at the words of the experience book.

"That means no refund.”

Jong-seok, who had such an idea, suddenly came up with a question while looking at his experience book.

I was curious about this, too.

Experience book is so ridiculous, so if you lose it, experience book! If I shout, I think I will appear with light.

Jong-seok looked at the book at the answer to his experience book. I felt a little better.

At least until you die, the Experience Book does not register new cursors.

"The more I know about you, the more amazing it is."

Small muttered Jong-seok grabbed the page.

Then he gave strength to tear. Then the writing appeared on the bookcase.

Jong-seok suddenly tilted his head at the article in the page book.

"Wait a minute..."

With his thoughts, Jong-seok gave strength to the paper he caught without writing.

"Yes!"

But the paper didn't rip. Jong-seok was surprised by the paper, which was so powerful that it made a groan that it could not be torn at all.

Jong-seok, who was looking at the sparkling writing, went to the kitchen and brought scissors.

Then he put a blade on the paper and began to cut it. However, the paper got stuck in the scissors and didn't get cut at all.

Surprised by him, Jong-seok took out a cut from a transport boat on one side this time, took out an iron knife and began cutting paper.

But it didn't get cut off at all.

"Wow...."

Jong-seok, who was looking at the experience book with a surprised face, picked up a pencil and wrote "Yes" under the phrase, "Do you want to use the momentum?"

Srrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

And when the writing disappeared, Jong-seok grabbed the paper and pulled it. Only then did the paper begin to rip.

Jeez!

Jong-seok, holding a piece of paper with a torn experience book in his hand, wrote after a while.

Jong-seok nodded while reading a book in answer to the experience book. I was surprised by a book that didn't burn or destroy, but... Thinking about it made me understand.

Hundreds of years later, the book is as good as a new book. If it is destroyed and burned, it cannot remain this intact.

And the experience book is amazing. It's not just one or two places. You just have to add one more thing.

Experience book. Interesting list.

"Experience book is anything?"

Small muttered Jong-seok looked at the paper in his hand.

"By the way, the power... I'll have to try it on, right?”

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