Lee Gun was flustered. Even the mighty Lee Gun had never expected this situation.

‘I never thought he would get swept up in the trap.’

In truth, he had wanted to throw away Hugo’s dining table chairs as soon as possible. They were worn out, and sitting on them didn’t feel great.

Of course, this didn’t mean he could throw them away. He knew Hugo would scold him. Therefore, he had modified one of them to his liking, and a really decent chair had appeared. It was a chair that gave great back support.

‘Oh? This is better than expected.’

Therefore, he had used the data he had to upgrade one of Hugo’s chairs to make this particular chair.

[Armchair that’s good for the back (A)]

- It generates a special wind to enhance the cushioning sensation

- It isn’t uncomfortable even if you sit on it for 6 hours.

- Just sitting on it helps with digestion (Resolves Digestive Disorder)

- Has the effect of massaging one’s shoulders and back.

He loved the abilities of the upgraded chair. Despite no one really coveting the chair, Lee Gun said someone might covet it at a later day. Therefore, he had worked furiously to put a special trap on it.

[You have placed an SSS-rank trap on it.]

[The targets will be sent to a world of torture from which one won’t be able to come back.]

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