CH 854 (1/2)
2.5th Cataclysm (3)
I was immediately summoned to the headquarters of the Dem Universe.
Dem Universe is headquartered in Irvine, Southern California.
I got off the plane and went straight to the head office.
The road to the heart of the water.
It's my second visit, but it's still the same thing.
Inside the headquarters of Dem Universe, the scenery was similar to before.
A neat building, a cute interior, an iron road with monorails and canoes floating in waterways.
The only difference is that it was a 7-year-old kid walking around.
As much as they all disappeared?
” No, it's not just the children who disappeared, are they?
There is no one person per se. From security to guidance, everything was done by artificial intelligence, and there were only a handful of people walking around.
Except for the occasional sloppy tee and dreary-looking faces (they are all programmers), there are people inside.
There was hardly any
Under the gloomy sky, only a grotesquely large palm tree was waving its leaves.
As before, I went through two museums, an eco-park, and two newly built library buildings in between, before heading to Wilson's residence.
Still, there were quite a few people passing by inside the building, but the
They also seemed quite busy.
Maybe it's because of the problems the zodiac caused.
After walking for a while, thinking about this and that, he finally sees Wilson's residence.
Although small in size, Wilson's dome is said to be able to withstand a nuclear bomb drop.
Indeed, after several layers of complicated pattern locks, I was able to enter.
A gallery-style interior, a wall with countless untitled paintings.
As soon as I entered the dome-shaped building, I heard a young and soft voice.
[Come on.]
A hologram slowly descended from the air.
It must have been 100 this time
old man look. When I first met you, you were like a child who was obviously under 10 years old.
Wilson grinned as I made a suspicious look.
[It's been a long time since I've met the same person twice.]
Come to think of it, I heard that Wilson only meets new people every day.
A person you meet once will never see you twice
One of his oddities was that he didn't do it, even his closest secretaries.
”What is your true self?”
[As long as you like the game, what's important about your looks?]
After speaking, Wilson freely changes his appearance in front of me.
Becoming a 9-headed beauty with a tremendously enchanting body, and the whole body
His muscles were about to burst, and he changed into a big man, then back into the form of a three-year-old child, and this time into the form of a curly old man who might have been over 100 years old.
But they had one thing in common.
”What are those dark circles?”
No matter what race, gender, or appearance Wilson changes, a dark shadow casts under his eyes.
that it is lost
Come to think of it, my voice is not as bright as before.
It feels like there's some kind of worry melted away.
As I expected, Wilson pouted his lips in a slightly sullen tone.
[It's hard, so it's hard]
”Is it difficult?”
[Yeah, to be precise, I barely slept. I haven't slept for even a second this week. I'm tired and I think I'm going to die.]
I haven't been able to sleep for a week. I also did it a few times when I was a kid, and most of them passed out within three days.
And at the same time, he seemed to understand why Wilson couldn't sleep.
'Hyperinflation'
Currently, the world inside Deus Ex Machina is dominated by the Great Depression.
A situation that can no longer be dealt with beyond normal inflation.
Wilson sighed.
[Inflation has risen by more than 50% compared to the first week. I calculated it with deep learning, and if it goes like this, a month later
said that the price jumped more than 100 times.
That sounds terrifying.
The value of a red potion that does not even cost 5,000 gold will eventually become 500,000 gold.
But inflation is not the only problem. A bigger problem is that almost all of the huge amount of money on the market is counterfeit money.
”Wow, it might be cheaper to wipe with a bill instead of a tissue after you poop.”
[ ] Did I have to compare it to a cheap thing?]
Wilson appears before my eyes as a statue in the shape of sculptor Rodin's 'The Thinker'.
Still, Jangdan smiled as he tried to match it.
”What did you call me for?”
Wilson nodded as I brought the point out.
He took the form of an old woman with a long white beard and sat down in front of me.
[Can't you tell the GMs how to spot counterfeit bills?]
Wilson's attitude is as earnest as ever.
I shut my mouth for a moment.
The way I identify counterfeit money is exactly what the GMs discovered before the regression.
However, Kim Jong-un was the only one who spread the money-copying bug before returning, and the commotion she caused was not so large, so GMs were able to calmly find countermeasures.
But now things are different.
Because of the butterfly effect from my regression
Then, Kim Jong-un joined hands with the Zodiac, and the scale of the commotion grew unbelievably large.
In the end, the economy of all servers fell into a state of great depression without GMs even having time to calmly find a countermeasure.
Furthermore, the only existence that can distinguish counterfeit bills, 'Phoenix' is a being made to oppose Wilson's will, that is, the 'anti' of 'opposite'.