Stuck in The Tower Chapter 541

Chapter 541 Nine o’clock

It is often said that first impressions are responsible for future impressions, and it is easy to accumulate misunderstandings, but it is difficult to solve them.

It means that once you have a prejudice, it takes a long time to explain that it is wrong.

“Oh, I am not a suspicious person.”

“Keugh! He wasn’t a suspicious guy, he was a madman.”

In that sense, I gave up on effectively elucidating.

You keep locking the door I still tried to act like a gentleman, but I couldn’t help it because he didn’t say anything and treated me like a non-existent person.

on a quiet hill. One side of the elegantly decorated cabin was completely blown away.

Still, I didn’t want to destroy the housekeeping inside, so I quietly tore off the walls.

The guy inside roared and tried to block it, but my hand was strong and the wooden wall was only weak, so the outcome was fixed.

“I’m late, but please get the rice cake. Do you like the taste?”

“Shut up you bastard!”

why are you screaming

It’s really good. The store doesn’t sell rice cakes separately, so it’s a sirutteok that I had a hard time getting through a personal transaction.

I took a piece off and handed it to him, and he cut his hand away, so I ate a little. Sweet bean paste is well made.

Maybe it’s because I’m stuck in the tower, or maybe it’s because I’ve mastered my cooking skills.

If you’re going to eat it, you have to say you want to eat it deliciously.

I reached out my hand to the guy who was watching with a tired expression as he shared a rice cake with Deokchun.

“what is it. Now, I think it’s wrong to be polite, so let’s say it out loud. Call me Evil Eye.”

“I knew that there weren’t many normal people among those who came up, but you are particularly severe.”

“Am I a nobleman? If you see other kids, you’ll be scared.”

“All I can hear is that this generation is a group of idiots.”

Even so, the other person, who stood up holding my hand, brushed his hair roughly.

He has a shaggy beard, but he doesn’t look very old. That’s because the guy in front of him was an NPC.

‘There are NPCs staying on the 90th floor.’

It may not seem like much, but it was quite useful information.

At least on the 90th floor, NPCs were given an environment to live in.

In particular, NPCs cannot maintain their ego unless they fulfill their role or give coins in return.

In other words…

‘This guy must have a role too.’

I don’t know what it is. Maybe he gives some advice to climbers.

There was nothing special about the view of the inside of the house through the torn-off wall, so I thought I wouldn’t be making or selling anything while staying here.

“Whoa. It’s meaningless for my salesperson to look at these things. It is called Gonaam.”

The guy who let out a long sigh as if resigned introduces himself.

Whatever it is, the NPC on the 90th floor. He won’t be a normal guy. I don’t think he’s even a worshiper. If it had been like that, they would have attacked or resorted to tricks as soon as they saw me.

At least to the worshipers, the existence of me was an enemy that must be punished.

Still, it’s good to be sure.

[The SSS-level powerful star-watching eyes are displayed.]

-Cuzzuzuzu In other words!

Eyes tingle momentarily

There aren’t many cases of this kind of reaction. If the opponent is a powerful being or has a high level of authority or title to resist my authority.

just as expected.

[SSS-level power, the inner insight flashes!]

[The inner insight resists the star-gazing eyes.]

The power of Gonaam is blocking my power.

Has there been anyone who has stopped my power since the time of John Trailer, the wise man? Of course, even if the same grade exists, it seems that information can be scraped out if pushed forcibly as much as the minor secondary value is different.

There is also a way to mix spirit or chaos.

“I knew it, but is it spying that you do it as soon as you meet? That’s downright rude.”

“Oh sorry. it’s a habit It was a first impression. It’s because I don’t know what kind of person the other person is. Did I have the courage to speak?”

“It would be better if I couldn’t speak.”

I want to give it a little more trouble, but I decided to stop here.

There’s no need to overdo it and read his information.

If he had ill intentions against me, he would have reacted somehow, and if he did, it would be enough to make him pay the price he deserved.

You don’t have to fight with the NPC you met for the first time now, so it’s better to do it in moderation.

‘It’s like I’ve already pretended.’

I thought about it a little, but I brushed it off soon. You also need to know how to be cool.

I didn’t mean to get rid of one side of the house, but I thought this part would be better than wasting time in a lukewarm manner.

“So what do you say?”

“Information about this place. You have to have the right information.”

“Judging from what you say, it seems that climbers are climbers.”

Tsk. Gonaam clicked his tongue briefly, pointed the tip of his chin at the house, brushed off the debris on the sofa, and sat down.

then me too

-He

knocked smartly and politely.

“Who are you kidding! Don’t give a damn, just sit down!”

“I hope the door remains. His personality is a bit fiery.”

“Oh dear!”

The crying boy screamed.

* * *

The conversation did not last long. He knew how to lose his temper in the first place, but he wasn’t very eloquent.

If Gonaam had heard it, he would have said one thing, but he would not have been able to hear his heart.

“Because I have a really good sense of it, but I have a feeling you’re thinking rudely.”

“Uh huh. what a noise I never thought of it like that at all.”

quick-witted guy. Could this be the power of authority?

Horok. Since Gonaam didn’t come out, I ended my talk by drinking the tea I made myself.

It was a short conversation, but we uncovered some useful information.

‘The field on the 90th floor is quite wide and divided into various zones.’

Did you say that this section is carried out through Haegeum? I knew roughly what it was.

My area is on the 91st floor. The next area is the 92nd floor. It was comfortable to see that the floor went up as I progressed.

Unlike the vertical structure of climbing, it is new that it progresses horizontally.

“I don’t understand. If this is the case, there is no need to go upstairs, right?”

“Was it different before?”

I shook my head at the man’s plaintive reply.

Come to think of it, that might not be the case. There was a sense of being forced to move as all sorts of dangers approached the higher up, but the lower floors were a bit different.

There were some places where I wanted to escape because the environment was too harsh to sit on, like cold or heat.

What was the upper layer like?

It was also a world approaching destruction, so various dangers poured in, but somehow it was possible to climb up even if it was stuck in a corner.

Then, those who are blocked by the growth limit are the top hunters.

90th floor? nothing to say there Right now, more than half of them stayed there and refused to go upstairs.

To sum it up roughly.

“In the first place, only those who go up came.”

“Contrary to what I do, my head is spinning a little. Guys like you are the most dangerous. I don’t know what to do, but I’m not stupid either. I can’t figure it out.”

“Listen as a compliment.”

“Be damn positive too.”

The guy who rubbed his forehead, probably having a headache, looks at me.

“Even if you say this, it doesn’t mean that this is a safe place.”

“I guess so. It’s not even a safe zone. I also caught some monsters on the way.”

“I’m not talking about monsters. Those are miscellaneous things that are no obstacle to you.”

It doesn’t. It’s a little annoying to be sloppy, but it’s not to the point where you have to be on your guard.

Gonaam takes out a cigar from his pocket and lights it. Whoa. After exhaling a long smoke, I looked at the wall clock.

Come to think of it, that guy is wearing a watch. A grandfather clock on the wall. A table clock on the table. I wasn’t paying attention, but there was a sundial in the yard.

At first, I thought it was just a bit of an odd taste.

‘This is the first NPC who cares about time.’

There was something strange about the characteristics of the tower.

Right now, I also wore a watch when I first entered the tower. It was necessary to measure time in order to plan how much time had passed and act according to the plan.

I don’t write now. It was easy to break the watch by rolling this way and that, and when I entered the tower, the concept of time became blurry.

I’m not just saying, there’s not much concept of day and night here. Even if it was night where I was, it could be daytime if I went upstairs, and the flow of time was different for each floor, and time passed for days and months on the upper floors.

The concept of time is quite crowded, but since each climber has a different point of time to go up to the next floor, time has no choice but to lose its meaning.

I don’t even know exactly how long I’ve been in the tower now. I’m just guessing.

I don’t think it’s any different than an NPC. Rather, I want to be more insensitive. They have to live here for the rest of their lives unless there are special circumstances.

simple taste? No way. If that was the case, I wouldn’t leave watches everywhere.

There is something. As a result, so to speak.

“There’s more you didn’t tell me.”

“Also, he is quick-witted. Oh, this time it’s a real compliment.”

After shaking off the cigarette ash with his fingertips, Gonaam extends two fingers to me.

“Let me give you two options. You’d better choose quickly. As time goes on, your options will diminish. One first.”

– Woo Woo Woo Woo

The sky is getting dark.

It seemed that the day had been quite bright just a moment ago, but the sun was quickly pushing back, as if dark clouds were rolling in.

“Find a place to hide as quickly as possible. A normal house would be best, but surprisingly, you made the only house in the area like this.”

“It’s because it was a mistake.”

“Shut up and second.”

Sup. The man with the cigarette in it slowly exhales the smoke.

“Let it belong to the night.”

“question.”

I raised my hand at the boy’s words.

The guy who waved his hand to tell me.

“I have no idea what it is.”

What does it mean to belong to the night as a prisoner? Is it a metaphorical expression? This crazy tower is a place where sometimes metaphors actually happen, so it’s good to lose money if you think it’s your own.

The guy nodded as if he knew what he was talking about.

“Simple. If you belong to the night, you can move freely at night. Instead, I can’t move during the day. The opposite is also true. Those who do not belong to the night cannot go out after 9 o’clock.”

Hmm. The guy with a slight frown continues.

“Shouldn’t it be better not to go out? It’s hard to look good even if I go out. anyway.”

He pointed at his watch with his half-burnt cigar.

The ticking seconds hand.

-With the ringing of the bell,

the clock pointed to 9 o’clock.

“Time to choose, Evileye.”

darkness is coming

pitch black sky. A space where even the intermittent screams of monsters could not be heard. In a space where neither the moon nor the stars rose, the only thing I could see was a red burning cigarette and the guy’s eyes shining blue.

– Hee hee hee!

The sound of a horse neighing came from somewhere beyond the distance.