Life is Easier If You're Handsome novel Chapter 274

Honestly speaking,

'It feels good to use my strength.'

I needed a place to relieve stress. No matter how many good things happened, there was a corner of my heart.

'You think I might die? Me?'

There was a feeling of unease.

But in the midst of all that, a program came up where I could go all out.

I could run freely.

Sometimes I’d mess around with a ball.

Now, I could even wrap a rope around my body and exert all my strength.

With these things coming into my life, I began to feel a certain level of peace.

'They're going to kill me.'

I wasn’t confident.

That I could lose.

Could fate really defeat me?

I hated that it was trying to kill me, it really pissed me off.

Creeeak!

In that fury, my legs tore through the mud as they pushed forward.

'What the hell is that fate? A reaper? Some kind of goblin?'

Is it supposed to come when it’s time for me to die, take my soul, and then leave?

In a world where there were even missing persons.

'What the hell is this rough wave?'

There’s only a bunch of bait, and no substance.

To be more accurate, nothing is really progressing.

Suddenly the lights go out.

A suspicious person comes, shoots a gun in front of me.

I hated all these little things, so I asked for something big to happen.

'A boxing match? Or UFC? A guy who used full performance-enhancing drugs punches me in the jaw, and even when the referee steps in, he keeps hitting me until I die?'

Who knows what kind of crazy thing they were preparing.

There was no word so far.

I thought about an airplane crash, but that seemed impossible.

Because in that case, I wouldn’t be the only one dying.

'It's like The Merchant of Venice.'

A situation where you need to get a pound of flesh from the chest without spilling blood.

How much effort are they really putting into killing one person?

Creeeeak!

The body that had no place to release its anger.

Finally finds the right situation and begins to exert mad strength.

From head to toe.

The blood flows and fills the muscles, breathing life into them.

Like an F1 race car suddenly speeding up.

The roaring engine is replaced with breath, pushing my body forward.

"―――!!!"

I shout with all my might, stepping forward, one step at a time.

I don’t care how things come, just hurry up and get here already.

Don’t even think about pulling back.

With that thought in mind, I charge forward.

Creeeek!

Noah’s Ark slowly moves forward.

***

Pulling Noah’s Ark along with Kim Donghu.

'Crazy, is this human?'

'Even with the help, this is really ridiculous.'

'Isn’t this a problem with the race stats?'

The team members were dumbfounded at the force unfolding in real-time.

No matter what task they take on, the leader’s role is important.

Because they’re the ones who set the direction, telling everyone where to go.

But in a case like this.

Pulling Noah’s Ark, a 3-ton boat, the role of the leader is even more crucial.

If the leader doesn’t apply the right amount of force or turns the wrong way.

The Ark will go in the wrong direction.

And that’s not all.

On both sides and behind.

People who are supposed to apply force need to be controlled too, to make sure they’re pushing in the right direction.

The one at the very front who controls the Ark’s movement.

The control tower that must manage all the power.

That’s the role of the leader.

So, in fact, those who have experience using strength wanted to set up multiple leaders.

Because that way, it would be safer.

Though it may take longer.

It was thought that it would be more realistic to have several people leading the way, like pulling a cart.

'But who would’ve thought one person could pull it alone!'

The weight lifted is in a world that can’t be quantified with numbers.

Just adding 5kg to a person who lifts 100kg.

Suddenly, with that extra weight, the person could get overwhelmed and fall.

As the weight grows.

It demands an even greater amount of force.

But.

"Whooo!!!"

The force, ignoring the laws of physics, pushes Noah’s Ark forward.

It’s hard to keep the ground stable on a muddy surface.

But there’s nothing to question, as if saying it doesn’t matter.

"―――!!!"

In sync with Kim Donghu’s shout.

Creeeek!

The Ark slowly moves forward.

And this was, of course, an unexpected speed for anyone.

"Ha, damn it... Did I hire Hercules?"

Even Ji Yonghu, the PD, said that.

He swore again, a few years after not swearing.

It was like a smoker desperately searching for a cigarette.

Ji Yonghu PD was left with his jaw hanging.

"That’s just... a god."

On the screen, Kim Donghu is visible.

He’s exerting force with his whole body, and the rope is scraping against his skin.

His skin is faintly turning red in spots.

And even in that situation, he’s still handsome, which is truly mysterious.

Usually, when people frown and grunt while pushing hard, they end up looking ugly.

"Hercules, Samson... Xiang Yu, Lu Bu..."

The names of famous strong figures are coming out one after another.

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