CH 619 (1/2)
Worn And Torn Newbie chapter 619
Conjugation (1)
'Die Eule der Minerva beginnt erst mit der einbrechenden D^mmerung ihren Flug.' 'The owl of Minerva only spreads its wings at dusk.'
一Hegel (Georg VWlhelm Friedrich H1) The Principles of the Philosophy of Law 中-
What woke me up was the ringing tone.
- Tiling!
You have entered the hidden dungeon 'Parthenon'
The name of the first visitor is permanently recorded in the Akashic Records
First Visitor: Dead People
To the loud ringing in my ear
opened my eyes
” Ugh!? Did you faint?”
Seeing that automatic logout did not occur, it seems that he has just passed out.
After checking the vital signs of the body in the capsule, I realized that there was nothing wrong with it.
At the same timing as when I opened my eyes, Sol Yun and Drake were also happy.
raised the body.
”Uh, huh? We're definitely in a whirlpool...
”Is this under the sea?”
Sol Yun and Drake were amazed that they could breathe for once.
Because our last memory is when the Devil's Supper was completely destroyed and everything was thrown under the water.
However, the landscape unfolding in front of us now was not the sea but a completely different world.
Why did this song have lyrics like this before?
_I want to build a picturesque house on that green meadow, and live with the one I love for a hundred years J5
The wide meadow that just reminds me of the lyrics of this song spreads endlessly
there was.
The portal in the center of the vortex seems to have transferred us to a completely different subspace.
” This is my first time coming here.”
I looked around slowly.
The meadow was beautiful. More than the Coral Forest in Bermuda, the Changhae-ryong I've seen before.
On the vast grassland, the roof
Houses with white bodies are clustered together.
”Haha, it's like a picture you show me to check the focus when setting my glasses.”
Drake smiled at the white houses with red roofs on the green meadows.
In addition, it is a fantastic scenery in many ways, such as small windmills turning and sailing boats floating over the stream.
It was as if I had chosen one of the illustrations from a fairy tale and entered it.
”What?”
At that moment, Yoon Sol points in a direction in the meadow and is startled.
Me and Drake swallowed the wind.
Various vegetables and mysterious flowers are in full bloom in the wide field that Yun Sol reached out and pointed.
But it's simply amazing
it wasn't
A being who takes care of the crops in the field. I was surprised to see those familiar faces.
”Hey, that's a monster, isn't it?”
”There are NPCs too!”
Yoonsol and Drake make blank expressions.
As it should be, wandering the meadows
All of your beings are NPCs or monsters.
D-class monsters are working peacefully while plowing the fields or sprinkling manure. These were all monsters known to have gone extinct since the first cataclysm began.
Even occasionally, spirits, giants, and angels were seen.
Its appearance is unaffected by dragons and demons.
The giant made a windmill with its huge body, and the spirits turn the windmill to create wind energy.
Angels fly through the sky, sowing seeds and fertilizers.
No one was anyone's slave. A state of complete freedom in body and mind.
The wind from the windmill was making golden blue waves in the barley and tobacco fields.
I noticed at a glance what they had in common.
”They all committed suicide after reading the 'Red Book'!”
The NPCs are the faces they have become accustomed to by tracing back the distribution route of the Red Book.
In the meantime, a lot of monsters were also involved.
” Hmm, but there are no enemy ghosts in the meantime.”
The guy who survived by stealing the body of a human centipede' is nowhere to be seen.
But it seemed obvious that all the suicides except him had gathered here.
but? If you look closely, something is strange.
It was strange that suicides were gathered here, but it was even more strange.
It was what they were seeing.
[Kyak rumble!]
A being who is running around the flower garden wearing a colorfully dyed skirt with flowers in her hair.
NPC Great Sage Alzanius
He is an NPC from a village in the north, and is set to have a short personality who always maintains a solemn expression.
to be.
Not only that, like a tuberculosis patient, his clothes must always be programmed to wear only clean white.
But what about him now?
Alzanius threw off the title of the Great Sage and ran around the flower garden like a girl.
He enjoys seeing the brightly colored flowers on his white clothes.
”That NPC Have you ever had a logic battle with the Zodiac before, but lost and jumped off a cliff?”
Why is such a being here, and in that form?
However, Alzanius was not the only one exhibiting a strange behavioral pattern.
[Chuckle-]
[Whoa!]
[???????????????? ]
All NPCs here are ignoring the programmed lines and settings.
For example, an innocent and pretty high school girl laughs and eats tteokbokki for one serving alone, and a macho uncle sits at the dressing table and does nail art.
The men walked around with arms crossed, and the women exchanged kisses.
The thief is reading the Bible, and the priest is immersed in a voodoo ritual.
The blacksmith was making the bread, and the baker was beating the iron with a hammer.
I couldn't help but be stunned.
What? A social community in which all these existing roles and settings are ignored.
then.
[Groooooooooooooooo... ]
There was a huge shadow passing by me.
basilisk! An illegitimate child of black scales!
This guy stumbles past me.
[ ] Ugh?]
Oz, sitting on my shoulder, swallowed up Lee's waste.
A shape with many punctures.
However, the basilisk glances at Oz for a moment and passes by without much interest.