Chapter. 18. World 4(1)
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“The executive branch? Why are you there? “Aren’t you going to eat?”
“I have to stop by the connector for a moment.”
“rice is? “If I leave you out, it’ll leak?”
“…It just takes a moment. “Just for a moment.”
It feels really… strange.
The way back. The rattling truck entered the paved road, and before I knew it, the vibrations of the densely lined temporary buildings and city-level shields pierced my ears.
As I was driving by, everyone on the street seemed to know me, some even chanting my name and waving their hands.
“Praise! Praise!”
“There is no God or devil! But Professor Park exists! “Here on the wasteland!”
In front of the administration building, people from the ‘Wasteland Branch of the Gwangmyeong Church’ were still gathered. I also saw Camilla waving a flag with one arm and a group of patients with mutations gathered in one corner.
“Did you have a good vacation?”
“Director Mong? “Are you here?”
“I was working so hard that my knee hurt. I thought I was retiring, but the administration told me to come back to work. Damn the president.”
Montclair, the head of the inspection department, whom I have known for a long time. Mongbujang.
“Oh my~ Shinsoo is so clear! “Looking at the atmosphere, it seems like things are going well for you two?”
“[Help!/Help!/Help!]”
“Ayit Bex! “If you’re going to clean, let’s go clean my house!”
Bex and Rabbit Princess are dressed like cleaners and are dragged by Rabbit.
“Thank you for coming back so quickly. “If they had just wanted to have fun, I would have been very disappointed.”
“Let’s have a drink later this evening if we have time. “Let’s talk about some things that have been delayed for a while.”
“Hanging… Please come… If I deal with the President alone, I will die of acute alcoholism…”
Ezel was dead, probably already having a drink with President Young, whom he met near the ward’s laboratory.
“Mr. Woojin, why did the doctor come to the hospital?”
“I came here to remove the iron stuck in your leg, dude. “You can’t cut off my leg with your own hands and run a drill, right?”
Old man Woojin and the Moby Dick people in a wheelchair.
And even Cynthia.
“Isn’t it time to be at school now?”
“…I called you. “After getting in the car, I use my personal terminal.”
“Whew. Sister Dana? I came out like this because I understand your desire to eat with your family for the first time in a long time, but I am also a woman who has children to look after. If I leave school like this without a plan, there will be a disturbing movement in the rapidly expanding ‘Cynthia Clan’-”
Snap!
“Iik! Why are you hitting me! “The professor is also a leader, so as a leader, he understands my feelings!”
“guy. “Have you been studying well?”
“There is no special degree required to become a great leader! look! Uncle Ian, who graduated from college, became a maniac with a famous reputation in the wasteland, and Professor Park, a high school graduate, found himself in the position of a great leader that people flock to-”
Takkong! Takkong!
“evil! “Ack!”
“Hehehehe. “Dana became like this after she had a private meeting with President Young?”
“It’s not because of the president! It’s because of my adoptive father, Professor Park, who broadcasted home education! “If you feel wronged, please come out and take care of me from now on!”
Takkong! Takkong! Takkong!
It was so cute that I couldn’t stop laughing at it. Even though I couldn’t take proper care of her after I adopted her, Cynthia has grown up well.
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There is definitely a day like this. Before an important exam, you get a stomach ache, and before an important operation, an accident occurs in an unexpected place.
When you try to go a long way, people are especially noticeable.
Executive Laboratory. My connector connected to all kinds of thick wires and medical laboratory equipment.
The coldness of the metal that I felt as I gently stroked my hand penetrated my heart.
Pushik –
…I tried not to think that it resembled a coffin.
There was a hand gently pushing my hesitating back.
“Have a good trip and come back alive and I won’t say the same thing. “Because you are someone who came back alive from anywhere at any time.”
Instead of tears, there were calm transfers and gentle hugs.
“Come back. Here where you belong.”
Push-ik-clap!
The connector’s lid was closed, and Dana’s appearance slowly disappeared.
Hahahaha!
The world was immersed in pure white light.
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Crack!
The place that appeared as the white light faded was the familiar manager’s space.
“You’re back.”
“Ah, World Tree….? You are the World Tree, right? Where are the rest? “What about Atlaheva, System Bastard, and Aldar Senika?”
“It looks a little different, but I’m right. They’re where they need to be. “I have a few words I would like to say before proceeding with the game, so I have prepared a separate meeting.”
As if symbolizing a silver mechanical beast, she has silver hair, silver eyes, and is wearing a silver dress. How could you not recognize her?
However, their age range has changed significantly since I saw them before.
When I first saw her, she looked like a girl approaching adulthood.
The second time we met, she was an adolescent girl around Lucilla’s age.
Now… he looks like a child about 7 to 9 years old.
“It’s something that can’t be helped. “I am like this world. As the world loses its power, my image, its symbol, inevitably loses its power and becomes weaker.”
“…Has the situation inside gotten that much worse?”
“This is also thanks to the incredibly slow progress. Player ‘professor’, I was able to leave this much behind thanks to you.”
“Hmm…”
For some reason, a tense feeling is already creeping up on me. What happened to the point where the World Tree, which is no different from the world itself, has become such a bastard?
The World Tree, which was sitting in an armchair, jumped down and came towards me with a roar. Although it looked cute, the eyes that looked up were full of regret and sadness.
“Listen carefully, child. You are different from other players. The consciousness that is moving you now was once converted into a data soul and mixed into the flow of GG, and this record remains even now that the server room and data soul have been separated through clearing. Therefore, if you step into the world of GG again, the game will classify you as the data soul you were at that time. That means you can completely blend in as a resident of that world and at the same time-” “
You can’t come out. Until you clear it. I know. “I came in already prepared.”
“….okay. You’ve made up your mind. “I guess so.”
“…Would you give me your hand, baby?”
When I offered my hand to the World Tree, which was around my knees, she held both of my hands as if she were praying.
“While you were resting, the world’s time passed and we reached World 4. “All data souls have gone through the waves of long history and once again reached the watershed of the world.”
Kkooook –
I felt the world tree’s small hand at my fingertips and it gave me strength.
“…Thanks to you, our world has become much more stable. Many data souls that should have been errors maintained their sense of self, and the world achieved great peace, surprising even us observers. A powerful empire, many countries standing shoulder to shoulder in the face of humanity’s crisis, dazzling magic engineering and technological revolution, alleviation of racial conflict…” “
Hehehe.” Well, I went through a lot of hard work, so I have to do something about it. I guess the remaining kids did well? So, how good is my April World? “Isn’t this surprisingly not as difficult as you scared me?”
“…I’m sorry.”
“Uh… isn’t it?”
The World Tree was talking about a bright future that seemed to be a reward for all her hard work, but her voice was becoming more and more subdued.
“….’professor’ Gedreutz’s game is a game in which the player becomes the savior of a world facing destruction.”
“Yes.”
“What that means is that by the time your character is introduced, the world must be about to be destroyed no matter what happens.”
“That’s…”
Uh.
Huh?
wait for a sec.
Didn’t you just say something about the remarkable progress made in the era of peace and prosperity?
For a world with such things as the divine emperor of an empire with enormous power, various nations standing shoulder to shoulder against the common enemy of mankind, the emerging magic engineering and technological revolution, to face destruction… …Did a
meteorite fall from the sky? No, this is too far-fetched as GG claims to be an imitation of the world.
Because I did too well, the groups that were unable to build up and consume their strength ended up in a fight? No, just because I’m not there doesn’t mean that all the great people in March World become assholes, right? Since so many people survived, there is almost no chance of such a ridiculous destruction occurring.
Let’s look at the last possibility…. for that mighty world to face destruction
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It happened naturally that way.
“Oh my god-”
For a moment, I was disgusted by the scene I had imagined without even realizing it.
Not this.
This really isn’t it!
“…You look like you understand.”
Sadly, the World Tree looked at my face crumpled like trash and nodded as if it was right.
“Thanks to you, the lifespan of the world has increased, but instead, you will reappear in the third world you were in after a very long time.”
Ah, this sucks. Indeed, it cannot be anything other than the familiar GG-ness.
So, this is the story.
A very powerful peace. In return for achieving that peace, the world was freed from pollution for a moment, but the person who saved the world was prevented from appearing until that tremendous peace was shattered. because? Because one world is a point in time when one faces destruction. If you have the power to overcome destruction on your own, there is no need for a savior called the player.
Anyway, this is a game, and the rule of the game system is that the player-savior appears in a world that is about to be destroyed. The world that is about to be destroyed is called ‘World’ as the background.
….It is the time needed for the strong peace I have built to collapse.
“how much. “How much?”
“After the empire collapsed, the golden age of humanity collapsed, and the people who were with you, the efforts of those people, and the things they desperately tried to protect collapsed, crumbled, and disappeared. “Even the traces become insignificant, leaving us alone in a world facing destruction once again.”
When the World Tree spoke, everything had already disappeared.
The pleasant imaginations I once dreamed of.
It took 70 years to move from World 2 to World 3, so Idrasil, a long-lived species, will definitely be seen again.
Wizards tend to live long lives, so if you’re lucky, you can visit Astrad, who has become a curly old man, and say in a childish voice, ‘Ma! Say hello like in the old days!’ You might be able to do it.
Trolls tend to have many children, so they can show off to Notum’s descendants by saying, ‘I was your grandmother’s head,’ and in the Church of Light, they can be called ‘resurrected saints’ and ride around in flower palanquins, saying they are literally the incarnation of God. .
He offered a flower in front of the tomb of the Empress, the first emperor of the Imperial Xinhuang family, and said, ‘You have raised the empire well.’ And you may end up reminiscing about your old colleagues
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A pleasant imagination.
“‘professor’. No, Professor Park. You have prepared yourself for pain, but the first pain you will have to face is pain you have never prepared for.
The world tree said that all those imaginations would remain only a vain dream.
A huge silver mechanical beast projected with her hand gestures. A single branch shining brightly at the top, twisted like a tree grown in hell.
my world. My April World.
My world was so peaceful and cozy that I went too far.
“A child who will watch the world he loved fall apart. This is a child who must go through the same pain as me, the pain that made the machine intelligence ‘World Tree’ embrace human maternal love. “I hope you don’t feel too sad.”
Sararak –
With the last words of comfort, the World Tree disappeared and a translucent system window appeared in front of me, leaving me alone.
Tiring-!
The dull mechanical sound of the system sounded like a warning of everything that would happen in the future.
[Player ‘professor’s’ 3rd world has been cleared.]
[‘Settlement’ has ended.] [All actions of player ‘professor’, all influence, all influencing NPCs and all events were calculated and history was recorded.]
Before your eyes .
The system message that appeared and the system’s dry voice.
widely. Hit angle. widely.
As if the time of hesitation was over, the system’s message appeared one letter at a time, as if stamped in front of my eyes.
[World Log- stand by]
[Time required: approximately 3 hours]
[History from clearing World 3 to entering World 4. Provided as a text transcript and some videos]
[Are you ready? [Y/N]
….gulp.
“Ready….ready.”
Tiring-!
With the determination to begin, records of past history began to unfold before my eyes.
It was a story of the hardships and hardships of those who were with me in a world without me, and the story of their death and approaching destruction.
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[World log]
[Standard. Time of player death]
[year +0: Professor Saint’s funeral. 15 participants. Hiding the saint’s death.]
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