Lesson 1.
This is your status window – 4


[Stealing Devil 1, Life 2, Physique 1, and Swordsmanship 3 from the Goblin Warrior.]

The boss of the Blind Goblin Den, the Goblin Warrior, was a generous foe.
He granted a whopping amount of experience worth ten Goblins, as well as 3 Swordsmanship, a concept Ban Yu-won hadn’t seen before! Maybe it was because Ban Yu-won directly fought him and suffered enough to be able to establish his abilities.

[Life: 15

Physique: 12.5

Soul: 300

Magical power: 11.25

Complete Sight: 100

Complete Hearing: 100

Complete Speaking: 100

Swordsmanship: 3 ― The ability to deal with enemies with blades.]

Ban Yu-won immediately separated 1 Devil, gave 0.5 Spirit to the Goblin Club (Spirit Weapon became 5.2), and took the rest.
It was only natural that his body became stronger once again due to the increase in Life, Physique, and Magic Power.
But the moment he absorbed 3 Swordsmanship, Ban Yu-won realized that he was able to move swifter.
Swordsmanship wasn’t simply a skill dealing with blades but the ability to fight enemies.

From then on, Ban Yu-won could assume how an enemy might move and react accordingly.

‘What do I do with this?’

He looked down at the iron ball rolling on the floor with a troubled expression.
His eyes, able to see through the concept inherent in objects, could see that Sharpness, Dullness, and Spirit were mixed and harmonized in the metal.
After thinking for a while, Ban Yu-won decided to take it with him.

He wasn’t going to bother originally, but didn’t the academy give him an inventory? The inventory was exactly as it worked in most games, and if he called it, a hole appeared in the air for him to throw stuff in or take things out.
Its capacity was also considerable, so there was no problem with putting a single piece of iron in.

“Then, next.”

Ban Yu-won picked up the other piece of loot: a small key, its application immediately obvious.
His eyes drifted to the door.


The room inside the door was small.
There was only an altar made of stacked stones in the center and a red marble that must be the dungeon core on top of it.
Destroying the dungeon core ended the practical evaluation.

Ban Yu-won wondered if he might be able to remove the core, but it was impossible.
The core was stuck to the altar; even if it could be destroyed, it didn’t seem like an individual could steal it.

“I’ll have to break it.”

He ordered his Goblin Club, which followed him from the moment he created it, to destroy the core.
The moment it swung and shattered the red marble, a golden string flowed out of the fragments.

[Stealing 10 Magic Core from the dungeon core.
Magic Core is a concept that humans cannot possess.
With the power of the Babylonian Code, you can hold it in your body for a while, but you won’t be able to handle this power.
It is recommended to separate it or give it to another object or creature.]

Although he expected it, the concept of the core was something that Ban Yu-won couldn’t directly possess.
So, when he was considering splitting the Magic from the Nucleus…

‘There’s no way a nuclear weapon will form if I take out the Magic, right?’

It wouldn’t, right? Laughing at himself for thinking like a fool, he split the Magic Core.
5 Magic came out, bringing Ban Yu-won’s Magic Power to 16.25.
There was 5 Nucleus left…

Ban Yu-won pondered what to do with it and then took out the lump of iron he had kept in his inventory and gave it to it.

[The thing with multiple language concepts acquired the Nucleus concept and now functions as a Code Core that contains language concepts.
You will be able to stably store several concepts proportional to the concepts of the nucleus you have.]

At that moment, another very small miracle happened.
The crumpled iron was compressed into a smooth iron ball, and the various concepts twisted at random within it were completely separated and arranged one after another.
The container could hold concepts that weren’t to be used immediately but couldn’t be absorbed directly by Ban Yu-won.

It wasn’t junk.
It was a collection of concepts he’d use someday, so it could never be considered junk!

‘Defining and transforming things with language is fun.’

They say that entering the bathroom and leaving was different, and that was what Ban Yu-won felt now.
At first, when he fell into this unfamiliar environment, he was busy cursing at these bastards known as the Union Academy.
Still, now that he passed the evaluation and realized the amazing abilities that were latent in him, all of this was wrapped up as a hard but good experience.
Of course, he wanted to find the culprit who put him here and get revenge…

But judging by their technological prowess, it was unclear whether that was possible.

‘Whew, it would be best if I could return to Earth after taking revenge, but considering the situation, I don’t think that’ll be the case.
When I meet the person in charge, I’ll calmly ask about this.
Then…let’s move on.’

He wanted to prepare himself more here, but he couldn’t.
The moment the dungeon core was broken, the floor started to shake.
If he didn’t get out right away, he might be buried.

After clearing his thoughts, Ban Yu-Won muttered.

“I’ll go.”

His surroundings grew too bright to see.

When Ban Yu-won returned to his senses, he was in a cozy room, not the den.
It was much larger than his room, with an attached bathroom and a separate bedroom with two separate beds.
However, he seemed to be the first to arrive as there were no signs of anyone else.

No, but that wasn’t what was important.

[Once again, congratulations on passing the practical evaluation.
Examinee Ban Yu-won will be staying here in Union Academy’s Male Dormitory, Building D, Room 1303, as a pre-admission student.
Room 1303 is a double room, and the person living with you is currently in the process of preparing for admission.]

[The entrance ceremony is the day after tomorrow at 9 am.
There is a guidebook with the basic rules of the academy, so please read it carefully.
Also, if you wish to have a personal interview before the entrance ceremony, please fill out the documents provided.]

Who would’ve thought they would give him what he wanted right away? Ban Yu-won searched the room and soon found something resembling a questionnaire on the desk.
It was a simple form in which you only needed to write down the time and reason for the interview.
The time he put down was ‘as fast as possible,’ and the reason was…

“…Let’s be honest.”

He didn’t know Union Academy.
He never received an application for admission in the first place.
He was bewildered when he heard that he had passed the document screening and had to take the practical evaluation.
While he did pass it somehow, he wasn’t confident that he would do well in a school that required such practical skills, so he would like them to return him to Earth.

After writing that, Ban Yu-won hesitated for a while before adding one more sentence.

‘Payment of transportation expenses is required.’

When he finished, the paper slowly melted into the air.
By the way, what he wrote was in the language that popped up on the academy information window.

The response came quickly.

[Your request for an interview has been accepted.
Magic Combat Science professor Yoo Mina will conduct an interview with the prospective student.
After 1 hour, the student will be summoned to the professor’s preparation room.
In the meantime, please tidy yourself up and get ready.]

Yoo Mina? Was she Korean? Ban Yu-won wondered for a moment and shook his head.

Union Academy said it accepted students from many different dimensions, which he thought was no exception for the professors.

‘More importantly.’

Ban Yu-won, looking down at himself when he was told to tidy up his appearance, finally realized how dirty he was now.
He was coated in blood, sweat, and dirt.
His clothes, which were neat when he was dragged into the dungeon, were tattered.

Ban Yu-won pondered what to do about his clothes, took everything off, and hopped into the shower.
The shower room wasn’t very different from those on Earth, and the only difference was that the temperature and pressure were controlled through magic tools.


He let out a sigh as the hot water washed over him.
His joints and muscles were screaming at him.

As the concept of Life and Physique developed, his wounds disappeared.
From the moment he awakened his Magical Power, an evasive action called self-healing took place in his body, so he was getting better little by little.

‘If I return to Earth now, I think I could compete in the UFC.’

After absorbing the concept of the Blind Goblin Warrior, Ban Yu-won was aware that his physical abilities had changed by one level.
He had excellent basic physical capabilities, but he had also learned the basics of handling his body by adding swordsmanship.
If he activated his Magical Power, it wasn’t an exaggeration to say that he might be able to go to the Olympics.

…In other words, he was already on the level of good athletes from Earth.

‘What if I continue to collect language concepts in this way…?’

The Blind Goblin Den was, so to speak, the den of the weakest.
If he defeated those stronger than that, Ban Yu-won’s growth would increase.
If he continued getting strong like that, he would be able to stand proudly in front of the irresponsible academy officers who brought him here…

As he was thinking about that, he returned to his senses, raised a hand, and patted his cheek.

“Have I gone crazy?”

He went through such hardship even though he fell into the den of the weakest, but so what? He wanted to take down people much stronger than that? It seemed he really had gone crazy.
He didn’t know there was this savage instinct in him.

‘Let’s just go home.’

He needed no more power than this.
He would return to Earth to attend a first-class university and save his youth, then he would become a diplomat in the footsteps of his grandfather and father to further the glory of his family.
It would be boring, but he’d lead a peaceful and quiet life.
Yes, a very boring life…

‘Looks like I’m really out of my mind.’

After showering, he found a basket in front of the bathroom filled with a new set of underwear and a dark blue uniform.
They were clothes made for him, without a doubt, and they fit creepily well.

“The clothes…are pretty.”

It must be a school uniform.
It felt like he graduated from high school yesterday, so he grumbled that he had to wear another school uniform already, but the moment he put it on, the complaints fled.
There was no sense of constraint or stuffiness he normally felt wearing clothes, which was as comfortable as being naked.

Ban Yu-won, with the basic understanding of Magic he acquired in the dungeon, noticed that Magic also resided in this uniform.

[Are you ready for the interview?]


‘I’m not going to go to school, but can I get this school uniform as a gift? If not, how can I sneak out only the concept of language?’

Thinking about that, he responded to the message.


* * *


In a blink of an eye, Ban Yu-won was inside a large conference room with walls made of glass.

“Welcome, student Ban Yu-won.”

A young and beautiful woman welcomed him.
He looked at her name and thought she might be Korean, but she wasn’t even human, let alone Korean.
Her skin was green, and instead of hairs, petals grew from her head, and two red jewels took the place of her eyes.
However, I was surprised that she seemed so beautiful despite her odd appearance.

“You know that you caught the interest of all the professors during your exam, right? Oh my God, of all the special and general archetypes, it is the first time in five hundred lifetimes that a new artifact was created during evaluation…student Ban Yu-won? Where are you looking?”

However, even in front of such a weird and beautiful alien, and despite coming here to make the important request to return himself to Earth, Ban Yu-won’s gaze was fixed outside the window.
Professor Yu Mina, noticing this, smirked.

“Is this your first time seeing our academy? Huhu, I’m glad you like it.
How do you feel about going to Union Academy?”


“Well, you must be surprised since you were suddenly drawn into the practical evaluation.
Did you say Earth? How low is their dimensional rank that you don’t even know the existence of the Union Academy…ahem! I can answer any questions you have.
How the entrance examination of Union Academy will be conducted, and how the students develop their aptitudes….”


Ban Yu-won asked, looking through the window as if possessed.
He looked over the academy buildings to the huge tower on the hill beyond them.
It was a tower so high that it seemed to pierce the sky.

“What is the name of that tower?”

“So, it is true that you do not know the Union Academy.
To think you don’t even know of the Tower of Babel….”

It was the Tower of Babel.

Seeing Ban Yu-won scoff, the professor kindly continued to explain.

“The origin of all the mysteries and dangers of the world, the dungeon of dungeons.
That Tower of Babel is the reason why our Union Academy was built.
Helping students reach the top of the tower by nurturing the most talented.
That is our Union Academy’s wish and the last hope shared by all dimensions…student Ban Yu-won? Why are you laughing?”

It’s just…I’ve changed my mind a bit.”

His building was here.

Ban Yu-won decided to enter Union Academy at that moment.

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