Level 4 Human in a Ruined World

Chapter 386

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Chapter 386: The Dignity of a Wedding (2)

The Wedding Gift Refund Policy.

For Yeongwoo, it was an absolute nightmare.

After investing so much money into preparing for everything, was there really a chance they would have to refund the main source of revenue—the wedding gifts?

"Does that even make sense? What kind of wedding gift refund system is this?"

—It is an ancient tradition of cosmic weddings.

"Come on! Isn’t breaking tradition what makes things stylish? Can’t we change the entry rules?"

—Impossible. If you wish to avoid the ‘Wedding Gift Breakthrough,’ you must forgo receiving wedding gifts in the first place.

The Wedding Gift Breakthrough.

As Kobu had mentioned, it was an age-old tradition, and a corresponding term had long been established.

The act of the bride and groom transporting the wedding gifts while breaking through numerous threats from the guests was referred to as the Wedding Gift Breakthrough.

"This is completely insane."

Yeongwoo clutched his forehead.

Everything had been going too smoothly—it was suspicious.

Of course, the universe wasn’t such a lenient place.

‘And if even one of the bride or groom fails, the refund is immediate. If even one major guest changes their mind, everything will turn into a complete disaster.’

Yeongwoo’s mind raced.

Which major guests were attending today’s wedding?

The first one that came to mind was the Chairman.

But the Chairman was obsessed with honor—there was no way he would make a scene just to get his wedding gift refunded.

‘Then... next? Mara?’@@@@

Mara.

The so-called King of Ten Thousand Demons, a being who walked in the shadows of cosmic law.

If anyone would shamelessly and wholeheartedly attempt to obstruct the groom or bride, it would be him.

‘But Mara is a strong contender for first place. He’s a top-tier big spender who might go head-to-head with the Chairman in a wedding gift competition.’

And the guest ranked first in wedding gift contributions had the right to banish anyone below third place.

‘I just have to hope the Chairman takes first place. Then the Mara problem will solve itself...’

But was that the only issue?

Unfortunately, the guests Yeongwoo had invited included not just business moguls but also figures like Lemu, an adult film producer; Toma, a heavy weapons manufacturer; and Osik Credit, a loan shark company.

‘D-Dammit... This is karma, isn’t it?’

As Yeongwoo’s vision darkened, he clenched his eyes shut.

‘...How humiliating!’

Just then, someone approached him and firmly grabbed his shoulder.

Clank!

It was none other than his mother from the heavens, Song Jiseon.

—Why the hell are you closing your eyes? Get a grip, kid.

"Uh, Mother..."

—All you have to do is make sure the bride doesn’t drop the wedding gift box, right? You said the guests can’t actually injure us.

It was like playing rugby, but instead of a ball, they were carrying a wedding gift box.

"But in the universe... there's something called authority. If you're experiencing it for the first time, it might be overwhelming."

Authority.

It wasn’t too different from aura or presence.

Each entity accumulated a certain level of authority based on their history and achievements, and once it reached a certain level, merely releasing that authority could paralyze opponents.

Just as Yeongwoo had once used the Strongest Sword's authority to immobilize his enemies...

But that was merely a small-scale authority clash on Earth.

This wedding ceremony would be filled with cosmic-level authorities beyond imagination.

Worse yet...

‘If someone hears about the refund policy, they’d try their hardest to sabotage the ceremony—even I would.’

Some beings in the universe could kill with authority alone.

Of course, his mother was absurdly strong, so it was hard to imagine her being crushed by someone’s authority.

But if, by any chance, she dropped the wedding gift box, it would be a catastrophe.

"Are you sure you’ll be okay?"

“...What? What is that?"

— It is the seat for the number one donor.

"Oh."

— The top seat never touches the ground, and its position and altitude can be freely adjusted.

Then, Kobu pointed to another seat positioned at the very front, providing a direct view of the ceremonial altar.

This seat, also made of luxurious steel, was impressive—but not on the same level as the floating throne.

— This is the seat for the third-place donor, who holds immunity from expulsion.

"So, this seat has the authority to oppose the will of the first place, yet it still remains on the ground."

— Yes. It cannot be moved at will, nor can it float.

"What about second place? Where is their seat?"

Yeongwoo looked around, searching for a special seat for the second-place donor, but Kobu shifted his gaze toward the regular guest seats.

— There is no special seat for second place.

"Huh? Why not?"

— That, too, is part of the tribute to the first-place donor.

"Ahhh..."

Yeongwoo was a beat late in grasping Kobu’s deeper intention, and his mouth slowly fell open.

In the fierce battle of wealth for the number one donation spot, the top two contenders inevitably became first and second place.

From the perspective of the first-place donor, the second-place donor had forced them into massive financial losses—there was no way they could harbor good feelings about it.

So Kobu’s solution was simple: don’t even acknowledge the second-place donor with a special seat in the ceremony hall.

‘You either go all out to secure first place, or you aim for third from the start.’

If someone dared to challenge for first place but lost in a cash showdown, they wouldn’t even get the privileges of third place—they’d be treated worse than an ordinary guest.

They’d spend a fortune and still have to sit among the general audience.

In reality, though, they would most likely just be expelled by the first-place donor and wouldn't even get to witness the ceremony.

‘This is going to be intense.’

Yeongwoo looked at the second donation station with an amused glint in his eyes.

Just then, Tobu and Chobu, who had been outside the main ceremony hall, entered the building.

Clank, clank.

— Kobu.

— Hm? What is it?

— We need to speed things up a bit.

— Why? Is there a problem with the construction?

Tobu and Chobu both shook their heads.

That meant there was no issue with the work itself.

— Then what is it?

Kobu, sounding slightly irritated, asked again.

Tobu raised a dark finger and pointed outside the venue.

— A few ships have already arrived. The guests are coming.

— What? Already?

Kobu flinched in surprise just as a strange vibrating sound began to echo from outside the hall.

Wooooooong...!

That was the sound of a high-speed transit station activating.

Guests from Earth were starting to arrive at the ceremony.

‘Well, of course, some people would come early.’

Those like the infamous Shandong Twin Evils, who had already aligned their allegiances, would naturally be in a hurry to get there.

As Yeongwoo recalled the names of some guests he was unexpectedly looking forward to seeing, he turned to face the entrance of the main hall.

At the same time, Kobu stepped forward and spoke.

— You should hurry.

"Huh? Is there something else?"

— While we finish construction, you need to welcome the guests.

"Oh, right. The guest reception. Of course."

Yeongwoo nodded repeatedly, as if he had just remembered.

Then, he turned to Kobu and asked.

"By the way, can we start using the execution platform now?"

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