Omniscient First-Person’s Viewpoint Chapter 145

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EP.145 The road flows with travelers – 1

The military is a country of controlism.

An obsessive country that closely monitors the roads and trains and checks each ticket one by one.

When a military vehicle that is supposed to run through the wilderness enters the road, the guards guarding it start inspecting it more suspiciously than ever.

If I had been alone, I would have abandoned the car in a nearby obscure place, sneaked into a train, train, or regular flight, and returned far, far away.

it’s not that i can’t

But why should I put up with the inconvenience?

In order to eat delicious bread, I cultivate the farm myself, set up scarecrows, water them, and pamper them. When the grains turn golden, I harvest them with tears in my eyes. Bake it and eat it deliciously?

In that case, just give money and buy it. This is the efficient use of the economic system and system created by humans.

in other words.

“You are the captain! loyalty. Pass by!”

If you have a living pass, you don’t have to go back to the pass automatically.

It’s over with just one captain in the driver’s seat. The guards don’t even touch the passenger seat. As long as the opponent is the captain, that’s meaningless.

“Oh, it’s comfortable!”

I cried, leaning back on the backrest.

Then Captain Abbey, a military communications officer, looked straight ahead with a frown on his face and muttered.

“Don’t be comfortable. Be aware of where you are.”

“A petty criminal who is returning to the capital with the captain of the armed forces.”

“…that’s why the magistrate didn’t bind you.”

The captain who was driving said with his eyes fixed in front of him.

“Don’t forget. Even though the place of work has disappeared, you are suspected of being involved in falling. The reason you are not currently arrested is because you are heading to Amitengrad with the main building. If you make a disturbing move or try to break free in the middle. We will arrest you immediately.”

Captain Abbey, who lived the life of a golem, spoke firmly even with his soft body. Either that or not. I put my legs up in front of the car, yawning and talking.

“In that case, hand me over to that guard. I would have just been caught.”

Saying so, I sneakily read my thoughts.

The answer that came to the captain’s head was as follows.

‘The signalman must not reveal his duties or his position outside the [windowless room]. That is the iron rule of a telecommunicationsman handling all sorts of confidential information. In order to guide the recruits of sinners, we must listen to the circumstances, but in order to do so, we must reveal the position of the main officer. Contradictory…’

“…confidential.”

A captain who organizes information nicely in his head, but says it’s confidential with his mouth. Is it a characteristic of a communication soldier?

Anyway, it’s easy to read, so I have a taste for asking. I asked again.

“And why are you going all the way to Amittengrad? You can go to the nearest unit. Or do you communicate? Why is the communications officer not communicating?”

‘If, for unavoidable reasons, [the windowless room] is damaged or we have to leave it, all kinds of communication to the corresponding signalman will be cut off due to the risk of leaking confidential information. The main building is also prohibited from contacting other signalmen.’

The windowless room is like a giant twin jewel similar to the one worn by Khalis and Vice Admiral Ebon.

If a signalman’s room is damaged and its interior exposed, a signal is sent to the replica in the military, and all signalmen are immediately notified.

In addition, communication with the signal soldier is completely cut off so that no more information leaks out. Because somehow, the signalman might have been captured by the resistance or the enemy country.

In order to solve this again, you have to return to the headquarters in Amittengrad within two weeks.

The captain, who recalled the information only in his head, replied a beat later.

“…it’s confidential.”

It is said to be confidential, but the information organization is too neat. I read all of them without even knowing

“It’s fine to say it’s confidential, but why do you keep taking half a beat?”

‘It is better to space out all replies than to answer immediately, in order to avoid possible information leaks. In a situation driven to the limit, even a short response delay can become information.’

“…it’s confidential.”

That’s a very exemplary attitude. For a mind reader, there is no other more comfortable subject. It feels like finding a manual that reminds me of it.

I read Captain Abbey with the feeling of seeing a strange creature.

This was a very strange book.

It is a kind of encyclopedia. It was full of information that had nothing to do with each other and existed purely to get through. In addition, there is no personal ‘life’, so the book itself is spreading to Jung-gu Heating without a single stem.

All that’s left is the little things, like the signalman’s rules and the 99 ways to cook canned food.

Other than that, the conversations I had with the other communications soldiers or the things I saw from the point of view of the golem are just a few memories. The experience of making oneself is extremely transparent.

Because the military is also great. It means using people like parts.

‘In fact, the moment Lee Ja found out about the windowless room, the main building had to poison himself and commit suicide…’

Especially in this part.

‘… I know that the main building is a communications soldier. blunder of bitterness. How to… do it.’

Misconceptions appeared in the captain’s head. That misconception immediately resulted. The automatic wagon, which was supposed to move along the straight road, began to rock randomly from side to side.

At the same time, my leg, which had been placed in front of me, also slammed left and right. Oh, this is why I told you to stay in the right posture when getting into the car!

No, you just have to drive straight! I screamed as I gripped the handle tightly.

“Aww! Drive straight!”

“……!”

“It’s more scary that this is the result of not saying a word and concentrating! Get out of the way, I’d rather drive!”

“denial…! The main building is… escorting…! The main officer holds the steering wheel…!”

“No please! I’ll go wherever you go! Let me drive! Stop right now!”

When I shouted, the captain turned his head toward me.

“Did I hear that wrong…? Did you tell me to step on the right side and stop?”

“It accelerates! ok sorry! I won’t interfere, so look ahead!”

The steering wheel barely calms down after it squeaks and shakes like that. I sighed in relief and sat up straight.

“Tell me honestly. Is this your first time driving an automatic carriage?”

“denial. Steering is familiar. Even golems sometimes need to be moved, so I learned how to control various types of vehicles…”

When I read my thoughts, it wasn’t a lie. Why is this real?

“yes? really? Then that’s just a psychological issue…”

“…with the body of a golem.”

“Suddenly I feel anxious.”

In a word, it’s all indirect experience, right? Aren’t you doing well with your real body?

no what Still, it’s a synchro type. If you move like a golem, you will have a rough idea of your senses…

“Even an accident won’t be a problem. It’s enough to retrieve the golem and repair it.”

“This is the body now! You and I both have blood flowing and a warm body! You really die after an accident, so go slowly!”

Then the captain suddenly raised his head and shouted.

“main body? oh yes! The main building is now the main body! I am feeling dizzy from the shaking!”

“As if I knew it now, I put aside the surprise, so please don’t feel like I’m shaking a sense of reality?!”

Fortunately, this road is not a very difficult course, and once this road is over, there is no need to see the captain’s terrible driving skills.

One of the seven great inventions of the military, the essence of civil engineering, and the greatest achievement of the military.

Because the meta conveyor belt will greet us.

So the captain and I ran until the end of the road, risking our lives.

A land that flows like a river. Meta conveyor belt.

It is a mystery that will shock anyone who first sets foot in the military, and is an amalgamation of civil engineering, earth science, and sorcery. The main artery of the military nation.

In fact, a masterpiece created with the blood and sweat of hundreds of thousands of people.

The words are grandiose, but the reality is simple.

It is a huge conveyor belt that travels half of the country and is responsible for most of the logistics of the military.

The entire earth moves at a constant speed.

The speed is faster than expected, to the extent that it can reach from one end to the other in three days.

After crossing the country and reaching the coast, it makes a great turn upwards and returns again. With all sorts of cargo and people on it. It gets off where it is needed and burns again, flowing proudly as before.

It is a huge bloodstream that circulates through half of the military.

The flowing land that gave Ji-seon the nickname Gongon-rae (坤滾來). This endless and huge flow silently and firmly carries people and goods and moves to one side.

Northeast stop on the Meta Conveyor Belt.

The point at which a fast-flowing tributary splits into ten strands and the speed is reduced to exactly 1/10.

A huge container headed for one of the stops along the tributary.

A searchlight for cargo, which detected movement, illuminated the container, and a large crane suspended by a thick chain turned its head. It is a device that is no different from a geographical feature that can be heard creaking in the distance just by moving.

Koo Goo Goo Goo.

A chain hook caught on a container on the meta conveyor belt. The chains are pulled all at once, and the huge container flowing along the ground gradually comes to a halt. The sound of squeaking and rubbing against the ground. At the same time, the crane stretched and lifted the heavy container.

The steel-bodied crane rattles. It’s such a heavy container.

However, the wheel, which is huge enough to compare with it, spins upside down with a harsh grinding sound, and the chain and wire wound around the wheel are pulled tight with a scream. The sound of chains rubbing together sounds like thunder.

The cargo, which had been loaded into a container somewhere, reached its destination and was off the conveyor belt. The crane that grabbed the container twisted to the other side. The image of a container the size of a building moving on a chain felt distinctly textured even in the dark.

A magnificent sight that will overwhelm you just by looking at it.

of course.

“Move quickly!”

At the supervisor’s command, the laborers who had chained the container ran backwards on the belt in exhaustion.

Those who clung to the flowing container and connected it with a chain now have to dismantle the container and take out the items inside.

The couriers who had brought automatic wagons or ordinary horse-drawn wagons were standing and waiting. When the laborers drop off their luggage, they will pick it up and deliver it all over the province.

to factories or to various facilities.

It was happening all over the place. A lot of labor was required to roll the huge logistics. All of them must have been caught somewhere, and they moved busily with fragile blood and flesh between the device with a steel body and the flowing ground.

If the military is steel, they are lubricant.

They were laborers in a harsh country who got stuck between gears to prevent damage and turn the body.

In order to get on the meta conveyor belt, whether it is a luggage or an individual, it is necessary to accurately indicate the destination. If left as it is, it will continue to circulate through the military and obstruct traffic.

However, the captain, whose identity itself is confidential, sent out confidential documents instead of speaking, and the person in charge went to report to the top in embarrassment.

and after a while The captain and I were called to the port management office.

“I’m Colonel Kalparus, the director of the Northeast Depot Management.”

A middle-aged man with a majestic beard came out and called the captain.

As befits the number one facility in the military, even the person in charge of the management center was not an ordinary person. A full-fledged colonel who confidently reached the rank of colonel with his own strength, not the general’s adjutant.

It is a colonel because it is a stopover in the northeast that is no different from the frontier, and the major city stopovers are guarded by generals. The meta conveyor belt, the main artery of the military, is such an important facility.

“Captain. Did you say it was a covert operation? Will there be an order?”

“Here it is.”

The captain saluted, took out an order from his pocket and handed it to me. The colonel read the order with a stiff face.

“Two weeks from the release of the seal. Currently four days have passed. Level 4 secret. Please cooperate with the person in charge. hmm. You’ll have to be a grown-up to understand what’s going on. If you don’t wear a star, this is inconvenient.”

The grumbling colonel handed over the order again. The captain politely received it with both hands and waited for the colonel to speak.

“Okay, I get it. I give you permission to use ‘India’. It’s late today, so go get the equipment you need tomorrow.”

“Thank you, Colonel. However, it is an urgent mission for the officer. Can’t we leave today?”

“There are searchlights, but the night stop is dangerous. Two weeks is not an urgent deadline, so give yourself at least one day.”

The colonel glanced at the wound on the captain’s head and added:

“You look like you’re not in good health.”

There is no way the captain could refuse to be so considerate. There is no wrong word there.

All sorts of accidents happen at the stopover where ten tributaries merge into one. For example, containers that are not meant to stand here are merged along the tributaries, but they get caught in between and become minced meat. Or was it caught in the back of the chain hook.

Daytime is better to go safely. I, who can’t read the thoughts of things, eagerly agreed.

“…Thank you for your concern.”

captain who agrees. Now the colonel’s gaze turned to me.

Contrary to the captain who was neatly dressed in uniform all the way here, he was wearing only a ragged shirt and looked like an unemployed man.

The colonel narrowed his thick eyebrows even further.

“…So who is this guy, and he’s with the clandestine operation? Can I be your lover?”

The captain widened his eyes at the sudden remark.

‘denial! This guy is a suspect. The main office is only escorting this man to Amitengrad!’

But I can’t explain this.

The duties performed by the signalmen and their status are confidential. That is why they were given the rank of captain, albeit nominally.

The fact that he is a communications soldier is information that can only be revealed through communications. If you tell the colonel everything about yourself here, it will be a confidential leak.

There. Actually, my crime is also ambiguous.

‘…But it’s a crime that hasn’t been proven yet.’

If I had the ability or will to kill the general, would I have followed the captain to the capital?

Clearing all doubts, I am an ordinary laborer. I couldn’t work anymore because my work place was ‘turned over’.

…Whoops. I’m glad the captain didn’t see anything else through the golem’s eyes. Thank the regressor who destroyed the golem in advance.

‘You can raise suspicion, but that’s outside the authority of the head office. Also, what the head office can’t mention…!’

It was a time when the captain could not bear to speak and was troubled.

When there is no reply, the colonel narrows his eyes. Doubts are directed at me.

You kept this a secret. Tsk.

Can not help it. I tapped the captain on the shoulder and whispered barely audibly to the colonel.

“What are you doing! I need to tell you soon! Brother!”

If possible, with a fake identity.

At my sudden action, the captain widened his eyes and glared at me. All sorts of thoughts spilled out of his blue eyes.

‘denial! denial! What a false report this laborer made! But denying this is also part of leaking confidential information…! Difficulty!’

Ignoring the thoughts I heard, I patted the captain’s shoulder in a hurry and panicked.

“What are you hesitating beep! tell me quickly! You look at me suspiciously…!”

‘beep?! who? Could it be that the main building?’

It was a time when the bewildered captain was restless.

“hey!”

Instead, the colonel sternly rebuked me. When I looked at the colonel in amazement, the colonel frowned and clicked his tongue.

“Tsk. The personal information of those conducting classified operations is also classified. No matter how pointless it is to hide family ties, how can an older person make fun of him so lightly!”

“Oh, I’m sorry.”

“What is your citizen level?”

“It is level 1 1….”

‘Negative! This petty criminal is actually level 0! Level 1 is also an impersonation!’

But the colonel can’t read the captain’s mind. The colonel, who was looking down at me, clicked his tongue loudly and shouted.

“Tsk. You’re not much better than your brother. If it wasn’t for my brother, I wouldn’t have been able to ride the meta conveyor belt! Well, that’s why I’m sticking around like this!”

“yes yes.”

“Okay, don’t grab your sister’s ankle! I just skipped it because it was me, I would have arrested you right away if it was somewhere else!”

The colonel, who had been severely scolded, gestured toward us. We just nodded and hurriedly left the director’s office.

The captain did not say a word until he was guided to the assigned quarters.

Instead, the moment I opened the door and entered the dorm, he grabbed my collar.

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Omniscient First-Person’s Viewpoint

Omniscient First-Person’s Viewpoint

OFPV
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Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2021 Native Language: Korean
I, a mere con artist, was unjustly imprisoned in Tantalus, the Abyssal Prison meant for the most nefarious of criminals, where I met a regressor. But when I used my ability to read her mind, I found out that I was fated to die in a year… and that the world would end 10 years later.

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