Murim people have Dantian and Qi blood, while mid-worlders have circles and mana roads. The other races also tend to have outstanding talents.

There are some differences among them, but they aren’t completely devoid of abilities like Earthlings.

‘…To be precise, it should be called the Earth dimension.’

It’s not that there aren’t players weaker than Earthlings. Everywhere, there are races that fall short when compared to Earthlings.

A prime example would be the greenskin goblins. They possess physiques and strength akin to elementary school students in their early years. Standardized Earthlings don’t lose to goblins.

Of course, not everyone will win. Even if stats rise, the humans controlling those bodies remain the same.

Are goblins the only ones?

There are the lowly martial artists of the central continent, mercenaries in the mid-world who can’t even register with a guild, and E-rank psychics not recognized by any association…

They aren’t much different from Earthlings. Perhaps Earthlings might even win against them.

‘Women and the elderly from that dimension can’t receive stat boosts either. In the early stages, you could say Earthlings have the advantage.’

Not everyone is a monster. There are ordinary people in other dimensions as well.

The problem lies in their potential for growth. Earthlings possess virtually no potential compared to other players. The complicated reality is what holds them back.

Jo Seohui knows the fate of those who struggled to survive. The outcome of the Earthlings who barely managed to climb up.

‘…If that’s the case.’

Wouldn’t it be better to pour resources into someone with potential? Jo Seohui glanced at the Error Player.

He stood proudly in the faction of passers, gazing at the blood-soaked auditorium as if he were observing it.

‘Why does Blinky have his eye on the Error Player?’

Could the Elder Dragon see something? Something special that only he possesses?

Then, just a short while later, as the passers and the non-passers mingled.

Fwoosh—!

The Error Player unleashed Hatchling Breath into the non-passers’ ranks.

“Gaaaah!” “Save me!” “You’re the administrator! If you’re an administrator, stop that guy!”

Every beginning is hard. The first time seeing blood is difficult, but afterward, it’s easier than you think.

Someone stabbed their neighbor. Blood splattered, and screams echoed.

People swung their weapons as if they were blind to everything. It was a desperate struggle for survival.

“Gaaaah!”

That struggle only intensified the situation.

I glanced at Jo Seohui. From her expression, it seemed she had no intention of intervening.

‘…She’s planning to distribute points?’

A whopping 100 points. I tried to gauge just how much that was.

Killing one person barely accumulates 0.01 points. If the opponent is strong, it might increase by 0.02, but most of the time it was 0.01.

‘10,000 people…?’

To earn 1 point, you’d need to kill 100 people. To increase by 100 points, you’d need to kill 10,000.

Is that something an average human can accomplish? Even a typical demon might find that impossible.

I knew it in my mind. It would be beneficial to catch Jo Seohui’s eye here and get even a few more points.

‘But….’

Sometimes there are truly obnoxious people. But when asked if that’s enough to make me want to kill them, it’s hard to answer yes.

Jo Seohui said they would die anyway.

‘Is there really a reason to kill people who are going to die anyway?’

At that moment. Someone threw a spear from the non-passers’ side into the passers’ ranks.

“What’s the difference between us and those guys?! Why are you trying to expel us but letting them go?”

The enraged shout ignited a spark in the non-passers’ ranks. The anger of the non-passers began to turn towards the passers.

“…We can’t fight among ourselves. After all, we just need to prove ourselves….” “If we take those bastards out, right?” “Y-You’re right.”

After having stabbed and slashed at each other in chaos, they now wanted to unite.

‘But will that work?’

The dead don’t speak. There’s no one left to uphold loyalty.

Ironically, the first human to swing their weapon was cunning. He chose a seemingly weak opponent to kill.

An old man. A solitary old man with little awareness fell.

“W-Why is he acting like that all of a sudden?” “Why are they causing a scene with us?”

Even the passers were talking. They were flustered as the people from the opposing side began to grow enraged in a strange direction.

‘Is Jo Seohui the one who divided the Earthlings into two? Is it that they’re venting their anger on us, who they feel they might be able to compete with?’

That emotion and thought felt oddly familiar.

“……”

The tutorial, crew making, admission ticket scramble. Park Ji-hoon, the other-dimensional beings, and others looking down on Earthlings and charging at them. That gaze they had cast at me was similar, hence it felt familiar.

‘This is frustrating.’

Despite being able to kill them, I was grappling with my humanity that was barely left, thinking I shouldn’t do that.

They had already adapted to the Tower of Struggle. In the current situation, they had found the best course of action and attempted to break through.

I acknowledge it. If I had to choose someone to eliminate here, maybe I would have drawn the short straw myself.

‘Have I been looking down on Earthlings without realizing it?’

Self-reflection.

‘Whether a person lives or dies….’

Is there any need to spare them just because they’re Earthlings?

The decision came quickly. I too had finished adapting to the Tower of Struggle.

“What, what’s going on?”

I pushed through the people facing off against each other and stepped forward. Then I unleashed Hatchling Breath.

Fwoosh—!

Darkness spewed forth. Horrific screams filled the air.

Simultaneously, messages began to pop up.

[Absorbing the soul of Mohammed Alaman (Earthling).] [Strength increases by 0.01.] [Absorbing the soul of Isabella Garcia Martinez (Earthling).] [Strength increases by 0.01.] [Absorbing the soul of Priya Patel (Earthling)….]

Half of the non-passers’ ranks disappeared. The auditorium was spacious, so it was impossible to clear them all with just Hatchling Breath.

‘Could Dragon Breath work?’

Silence fell. It was a different kind of stillness than before.

Fear seeped into the gazes directed at me.

‘It feels like I should say something.’

It was too quiet; I couldn’t hold back.

“Anyone want to continue?”

I asked with a friendly smile. No one responded.

I shrugged and glanced at Jo Seohui.

「The moment I made you do this mission, you have no choice.」

It seemed Jo Seohui had no intention of stopping here.

“Ugh, ugh….” “Gaaaah!”

Blood splattered from the ranks of the non-passers. Unable to overcome their fear, they ultimately attacked the weakest among them.

Woosh-! “Die! Damn it! Just die!” “Stop! Stop!”

Neither side held back. They struggled to ensure they made it into the remaining half.

It was the same for the passers.

“Why! We don’t need to fight!” “Shut up! To get points, we need to show we’re worthy to fight!”

Those whom Jo Seohui deemed passers were probably more suitable as players than the non-passers. There was no way they would pass by quietly.

Just as I had decided to eliminate even the same Earthlings to secure my own gain.

“Hyung! Ryu-in hyung!”

In the chaotic auditorium, someone called out to me desperately. It was Kim Min-seong.

He approached me, gripping a blood-stained spear. Lee Soo-jung followed behind him.

“Haah, haah….”

Kim Min-seong stood beside me, catching his breath.

“You’re really the best, hyung. There was no one around, so I survived. Whew.”

Since I fired off Hatchling Breath, there had been no one near me. Like a deserted island.

“Thanks to that, I could find my way here.” “…You don’t look so good.” “Yeah?”

I didn’t ask any further. Seeing the corpses of people and killing them myself would feel different.

“…Min-seong.”

Lee Soo-jung called out to Kim Min-seong anxiously and hugged him.

…Why is she looking for him when he’s right beside her? I had a question, but I didn’t bother voicing it.

The number of people had drastically decreased. There was blood and corpses piled up on the auditorium floor.

A scene hard to grasp with a sane mind. Some people were throwing up in distress.

“Ugh, ugh…!”

Lee Soo-jung was a prime example. Unable to endure the horrific sight she encountered, she began to vomit.

Kim Min-seong urgently patted her back. Though he didn’t look too good himself, he seemed to be able to endure it.

「Everyone’s brimming with motivation. I told you to reduce it by half. Yet you’ve gone beyond that.」

As the hellish bloodshed in the auditorium subsided, Jo Seohui stepped forward.

「Did everyone absorb many souls?」

No one answered Jo Seohui’s question.

「It’s ridiculous to bring up education in such an atmosphere. Just listen to what you want.」

“……”

「First. Players can increase their stats by killing other players. Everyone knows this, right?」 “…….” 「Second. This is a function of the Soul System created because of Earthlings.」

Is that so?

‘…It’s an advantage, huh.’

It was something the Tower of Struggle had created for those who had nothing.

‘It applies to everyone, but I wonder if it can truly be considered an advantage just for Earthlings.’

Jo Seohui quickly addressed my doubt.

「It’s not a feature for Earthlings. It’s more like a “you can eat this and drop it” feeling. When you want to kick out a child who doesn’t listen to you, you don’t send them out naked, but you at least dress them in underwear first.」

I understood somewhat.

「One hundred percent, you will die. No matter how hard you struggle, you cannot win against the true players, unless, like the Error Player, you are incredibly lucky to obtain a ridiculously overpowered skill.」 “…….”

Everyone’s eyes turned toward me at the mention of the overpowered skill. The term “overpowered skill” immediately brought me to mind.

「Is it true that there’s someone who wants to survive and ascend? In that case, that person should focus on building their luck.」

“Uh….”

Someone raised their hand. A politeness that felt out of place in hell.

When Jo Seohui passed on the speaking rights, the woman asked.

“…But we don’t have any points. How are we supposed to increase our stats…?” 「Don’t rush me. I’ll give out the points as I see fit.」