Clearing the Game at the End of the World Chapter 316

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Chapter. 15. Can someone who has seen the end of the world plant an apple tree? (21)

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There is a saying in the world called ‘the butterfly effect’. This is something a man named Edward Norton Lorenz said, and it’s nonsense like “Can the flapping of a butterfly’s wings in Brazil cause a storm in Texas?” Roughly speaking, a small change in initial conditions can have a huge impact on the overall situation.

In GG, there is a saying called ‘Dragon Effect’. This means that if you piss off a dragon in the West Continent, a storm will blow in a straight line from there to the end of the East Continent, destroying everything.

The people I put in my stomach are dragon hatchlings, the ones they consider the most precious thing in the world – and that’s the situation we’re in.

“Hehehehehe….. Ottoman. The stars are so… beautiful…”

“Yes… they’re pretty too. It’s really pretty… It wouldn’t be such a bad thing to be in one of those places…”

“Isn’t it? “Ro Haram will get you a good spot, right?”

“From now on, please use the honorific language… I think we will have to meet and greet each other sooner or later…”

As Otman and the professor looked at the night sky of the desert gradually becoming dark, they felt endlessly sad. I take comfort in the fact that the hero’s grand finale is the most splendid death in the world.

They wandered aimlessly through the constellations until Idrasil, who had finished sketching, slapped them on the cheek out of kindness.

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“thank you.”

“It was nothing. When it comes to learning, there are bound to be days when the teacher learns from the students.”

Idrasil’s affectionate slap was strong enough to shake the professor’s bones, and thanks to this, the professor and Otman were able to calm down their swollen faces. This roughly means that the incident has calmed down to the level of a civilian isolated in the middle of a burning building.

“….Ear Otman? We will overcome this time too. Yes?”

“Okay then! Anyway? Who are you! Isn’t he a warrior of the Great Light Church and the only saint of the Church who has the eyes of Ro Haram directly? Think about the hardships we’ve gone through so far! War! Ancient ghost! Crazy wizards and the mighty of the grasslands! Even a witch who ascended to the throne! Aren’t you the one who defeated all the fiercest enemies with your bare hands? As always, we will overcome this time too! cancer! “I trust you completely!”

“thank you. So… let’s organize things a bit. First of all, the siblings Senika and Aldar are the most noble beings in the desert and are respected by all desert people. To gain public support, Toho wants to keep these siblings in their camp…”

….Gulp.

“They are believed to be the last descendants of the ancient dragon kingdom.”

“….”

“….”

“Cough.”

In the end, Ottman, unable to handle the magnitude of the truth he faced, vomited out sedatives and collapsed.

It’s a dragon. There was a being in each kingdom that had to reflexively recite its will when meeting just one.

and!

But the two lizards that were tangled up with the Rakshasha below our deck are said to be descendants of that place. The Jangsaengjong of Jangsaengjong, over 340 years old!

and!!

But I held them by my side, called them lizards, buried them in my belly, patted their big bellies, and made them covered in tears and snot!

and!!!!

Idrasil, who caught the falling Otman, opened his mouth, wrinkled his eyebrows, which had never frowned even on the battlefield.

“….professor. “I want to ask you something.”

“why?”

“Do you… do you get pleasure from embarrassing people around you?”

Cold sweat was forming on her calm expression, as if even the calm half-elf could not accept it this time.

“The opponent is a dragon.”

“know.”

“Dragons are transcendent beings whose names have been taboo since ancient times.”

“I know.”

“I don’t know what kind of records are passed down among humans, but what is told in the small village of Kaneran is that of a kidnapped princess saying that it was not tasty and only returning half of it, causing not only the princess but also the queen to die from the shock, and all the living things in one village being killed. A story about the destruction of a dog by transforming it into a canine creature, or a change in the structure of a mountain range and a war breaking out between two kingdoms with entangled borders…” “

…I feel like I’m going to pass out, so can you stop?”

“Honestly, I don’t know why we’re alive right now.”

“I know.”

Natural disaster. Literally a disaster itself.

As dragons are beings that control words, their stake in the world of GG is enormous. This means that if you literally say something, it has the power to command the world. In some ways, it’s like the highest level of magic compatibility.

If a god commands a million believers to ‘take a shovelful of dirt and pile it up in front of the gates of Turan’, sooner or later the million shovels of dirt will gather in front of the gates of Turan and create a mountain. This is how the miracle of divinity is achieved, and the prayers of a million people come together to move the world.

Dragons do this individually. The value of existence itself is equal to the combined will of millions of human beings.

In the past, I would have just thought, ‘Wow, what a fucking idiot~’, but now that I’ve seen the world tree and the other side of this world, I can take it a little differently.

Wasn’t the dragon like a ‘controller’ for managers to prepare for emergencies? With that kind of question.

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Let’s think about the world tree.

world tree. An AI that is clearly a presence in the game and is close to a human with an administrator ID of ‘World tree’. Even at a glance, it seemed like he was a great being, but even such a being seemed to compromise by fitting into the format of the system.

What this means is that even administrators cannot arbitrarily control or coordinate this world. This means that they only have more authority and are operating on the rules of the world.

If I were a developer, wouldn’t I have added at least one device to control the overly large and free world to suit the tastes of the ‘developer’?

If such a tool were available, could there be a more suitable being than a dragon, who alone has the power to surpass millions of free-willed creatures?

‘Administrators are believed to be the class that coordinates players to create beings they call [Completeers] for Andrei Gedreutz’s purposes. If administrators manage players, wouldn’t dragons be the layer that coordinates the world accordingly? ‘Wouldn’t it be roughly divided into external managers, player managers, and internal managers, world managers?’

A world created based on a certain purpose. A game for creating something, not a game for enjoyment. Two management tools for that. Manager and Dragon.

However, as confirmed in the records of both the World Tree and the dragons, dragons are not mechanical beings, but beings with free will. There were even quite a few people who moved in directions that were not helpful to the world.

Where did it go wrong? If you are trying to create something, is there a need to have such an unreasonable level of difficulty? It’s been almost 8 years since the fall, but is GG’s current sluggish progress really what Gedreutz intended?

For the world tree.

The ancient god of the Dragon Kingdom.

One by one, the professor listed the points sprinkled in the questions like stars in the night sky. Distorted, misaligned, twisted and tangled. There must be an answer somewhere. What kind of picture are these dots part of?

Player NPC.

Gedroitz’s Games and the Wasteland.

After meeting the World Tree, it was clear that he was approaching something hidden in this world.

Professor Player and Hechling.

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‘Fuck really.’

It’s the truth of the world, and there’s no time to think about anything else. I fell off my feet right away.

The thoughts that continued one after another returned to the starting point and became the question, ‘So what went wrong and how?’ so. What should we do now with those two nuclear bomb-like guys? How….

Chabak. Chop. Chop. Chabak –

At that time, a strange sound came to the professor’s ears. The sound of something wet hitting the floor. The gasping sounds like the voices of Otman and Idrasil.

I passed it on, thinking it was probably a watchtower sailor who had been away for a long time. Because the delusion about the dragon that was tormenting him was too big and deep for him to focus on anything else.

So I was lost in my thoughts until it came next to me.

“What are you thinking like that?”

“Ah, it’s just… I wonder if it would be a good thing if I were killed by a dragon?”

“Oh my. “You’re thinking all kinds of scary thoughts.”

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“Ahh! “It’s a dragon!”

“Ke keruruk!”

The professor, who had answered without thinking, was shocked to learn that the question he had asked was the one who had caused him pain until now.

Aldar, who resolutely climbed up the mast, was startled by the sudden movement of the ‘predator’, which was twice his size.

“Do you think you two look very similar now?”

The Rakshasha who followed Aldar laughed at the professor and Aldar on opposite sides of the watchtower.

Aldar, who was constantly wagging his tail as if he was embarrassed for not being able to keep his body, was the first to open his mouth.

“Well… I came to see you because I was concerned about your foolish behavior during the day and your disdain for the savior of your life.”

“Oh no, no. But what about the other… younger brother?”

“Uhm. I’m sorry. That child has not yet recovered from the shock of being in your womb….”

“Ahahaha… Is that so….”

“Hmm, hmm! That’s how it happened…”

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There was an awkward silence for a moment. Aldar is faced with an opponent who still feels a bit of fear, and the professor is faced with an extremely scary opponent who looks like a nuclear bomb.

In an extremely awkward situation where a muscular saint and a hatchling were twisting around on a watchtower overlooking the desert under an increasingly dark sky, the professor was able to open his mouth and say, ‘He is 299 years older than me. It was thanks to the Confucian genes that said, ‘The subordinate should open the conversation first.’

“Uh… old man.”

“Uh um… right… right.”

“Perhaps… I am being pretentious, but I have limited insight….”

….Gulp.

….Kwaaak.

“Is it possible that the old man is the ancestor of a being called De Dragon?”

Tight!

said! I told you!

The professor unconsciously gritted his teeth at the question he couldn’t handle, while Idrasil and Otman also sweated.

Aldar turned his head towards the Rakshasha, and when she nodded, Aldar tapped his tail on the floor as if he was a little embarrassed.

“To some extent… I guess that’s true.”

“Huh huh huh….”

He burst out laughing.

In the end, Otman, unable to withstand the pressure, collapsed, and the half-elf’s pupils, which had not been easily shaken throughout the war, were shaking as if there had been an earthquake.

Aldar’s voice gradually became quieter, as if he was embarrassed by their reaction.

“It is true that my ancestors and Senica were once called that. However, now we have lost both that special power and great wisdom. “They are nothing more than reptiles that live longer than others.”

“That means…”

“It means that we are a legacy of the past that is useless and only protected.”

“Lowering. I’ve told you this many times, but there’s no need to blame yourself like that-”

“No, Rakshasha. They should know too. “Contrary to what they think, I am like a crown being sold in this desert.”

A blue lizard curling its tail around its body as if gloomy, and a Rakshasha lightly landing next to it.

….Now that I think about it, that’s right.

If you think about it, since the day the ancient gods fell, they have lost their lives one by one due to human persecution, and now only the two siblings are left.

If it was the natural disaster dragons that I was scared of in the first place, they should have gone crazy instead of running after them, right? But the fact that they died like this… probably means that they had no power.

‘Dragon Kingdom. Those who once ruled the entire desert have been reduced to nothing more than long-lived lizards…’

“Curse. Or maybe it’s a seal.”

Just a few seconds after Aldar’s confession, Aldar’s big eyes widened at the answer that came out of the professor’s mouth.

“Did you tell the author in advance?”

“no. “Are you really that kind of person?”

“Wow, how can I tell a secret story that was passed down only to our clan…”

“When I think about it, it’s a bit like that. Even if it’s just a legend, it’s the same. ‘The sun, enraged after losing its mate,’ ‘throws its body across the kingdom.’ For a myth, it was written in a very emotional tone, right? A guy called God commits a suicide bombing. It’s quite emotional. Even a myth is a record whose edges have been worn away by the weathering of time. If such parts are revealed even in a record that has been completely chipped away, then hundreds of years ago, on that day, the sun god’s double lust and roar could have been rampant.”

Although it is debatable whether a being called God feels emotions in the first place.

In any case, this would mean that after friction between the ancient gods and the dragon kingdom, the two annihilated each other.

The successors of the Dragon Kingdom lost their physical abilities, their rights to the world from birth, and even the wings that symbolized their species, and ended up crawling on the ground in the form of lizards.

Represented as the ancient gods Sun and Moon, they crashed under the dragon’s attack, one diving and the other exploding along with the dragon kingdom.

This roughly means that it happened like this.

“There was a big fight between the gods and the dragons, and both sides disappeared. “It means that the desert has become such a difficult place to live in the aftermath.”

Something tickles me, but it seems like something is coming to mind

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ah. that.

Wow!

“Kkeuk!”

“Oh, sorry. “I just remembered what to ask.”

While Aldar, who seemed to have weak nerves, was pounding his chest, the professor carefully chose his words and asked him a question.

“Elder. Do you know why the Dragon Kingdom and the Old Gods fought?”

The connection between the questions that existed before Aldar came and the questions that arose after facing him now.

The legend says that the king of the desert kingdom coveted the moon and made it fall.

The interpretation is that the leader of those who control the world wanted something and attacked it.

Why on earth did the ancient super lizard chicks commit an act that is completely opposite to the purpose for which they were created, destroying the harmony of the world?

“….grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr’

Aldar kept his mouth shut, as if he had hit the nail on the head with the professor’s question. The hatchling, who was struggling for a moment while wriggling his fingers, opened his mouth in a firm tone as if he had made up his mind.

“Our clan… has been given the destiny to control the world.”

“So.”

“So what? That’s it.”

Aldar spoke firmly, as if asking the obvious.

“The dragon’s true power was revealed in that it broke the rules of the world. The moon could not overcome the imperfection that was given to it from birth and went crazy. A being with the precepts of creation was caught up in mania and had no choice but to do this. While trying to control the sun that was caught up in this madness without understanding it, even the ancestors, the world’s adjusters, were destroyed due to their power. “That’s it.”

Aldar’s stern voice. It will take some time to interpret the legend as most of it is omitted and full of metaphors, but I understand this one thing clearly.

….The difference between dragons and the World Tree. If the world tree is a player manager created by a developer who exists outside of the game, then the dragon is a white blood cell. An entity within the game that is put into the world and normalizes it.

‘I cannot overcome the imperfection that was given to me from birth.’

Imperfection. This is a word I heard somewhere. This is definitely what the World Tree said when explaining itself.

[Gedreuts Company-Strong Artificial Intelligence ver.09 Completed and unfinished conscious body. The official model name is as follows.]

Completed and unfinished consciousness body. Creating a perfect AI and continuously stimulating the perfection of the machine by inserting an unpredictable random number circuit into its thinking circuit.

Thus, imperfection becomes compromise. An AI that is infinitely close to humans, named World Tree, was created by differentiating its personality into humanity.

….And the World Tree said that he was the one who achieved completion among the numerous ‘failures’ in this process.

A god who went crazy because he couldn’t overcome imperfection.

The world’s self-cleaning process.

The answer flowed from the professor’s mouth like a sigh.

“The ancient gods… the sun and moon were AIs that were given a mission but were never completed.”

AI remains a machine without reaching human status.

In a world where countless lives interact and human variables are at stake. A god who has not acquired humanity.

Gedreutz placed it as the god with the highest authority in GG.

Existence within the game. The dragon…killed it.

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Clearing the Game at the End of the World

Clearing the Game at the End of the World

CGEW, 세상의 끝에서 클리어를 외치다
Score 8.2
Status: Completed Type: Author: Released: 2021 Native Language: Korean
Professor Park, a Wasteland solo survivor for the past 7 years. Depleted supplies. A broken generator. A crazy gang tracking him down. At the brink of death, he makes a desperate decision! “Shit! You call this a game?!” To go inside a game!

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