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    What should I do?

    I have to cook with ingredients that someone brought me.

    The problem is that I don’t know how to make this edible.

    No, do you know how to cook?

    But for the most part, memories from other worlds are the standard.

    The biggest problem for the four men living here is that they have no experience cooking or eating food themselves, so they have no idea what these ingredients are.

    “Do you know how to cook?”

    When evening came, the old woman asked the girl who had been thrown out as a maid.

    Dori dori.

    The child shakes his head from side to side. His face and hands and feet are swollen, as if he has some kind of illness. It’s like looking at a bear’s palm. Illness is common in this world.

    Even if you have special powers, they don’t go to everyone. That’s the world the faded man lives in, and that’s the world that’s more advanced than that.

    No, more than that.

    Are you asking me to take care of the child too?

    This thatched hut on the verge of collapse, food carelessly thrown away, and a child who was supposed to be a maid on the verge of ruin.

    It shows the petty malice of Cheonma.

    Even if that’s the case, what should I do with this person? Should I just take away his warmth?

    It might be cold when you become a monster, but at least it won’t be painful. No, is that it?

    You could make it into a harvester, but in the current situation, making it into a harvester would only prolong the suffering.

    What should I really do with this kid?

    While I was thinking like that, the little kid was trying to make something with the ingredients for cooking. His hand, which was swollen like a bear’s arm, was not moving well, and his fingers were not moving well.

    I left him to do what he wanted.

    Tomorrow, Cheonma might suddenly change his mind and try to cut off my neck.

    No, kid! Knife! Don’t hold it like that!

    I guess I’ll turn around.

    I took the knife away. No, it’s not okay to look up at me with those sad eyes.

    My memories of the kitchen are all about being slapped hard in the face first, and then being taught not to handle knives carelessly.

    No, I understand, but I don’t think it’s right to do that to a kid like this.

    That’s only when you’re born someone’s child. Do you think a child like this would understand if you just spoke to them? And from now on, you’ll have to hold a knife.

    Whether it’s cooking or stabbing someone.

    At least in this world, it’s easier to live in the back.

    No, wouldn’t it be better to make it into a harvester and make it human?

    If we fix their appearances and have them have children, we might be able to produce a lot of descendants of the harvest season.

    Hmm.

    The faded memory of a man is surprisingly quiet. It shines brightly as if it were highlighted every time.

    If you look at the memories of the four harvesters, you can see where the food ingredients are used, so you should cook them appropriately and eat them.

    But there is no fire.

    There is no fuel like firewood, let alone tools to start a fire in the kitchen.

    So I twisted reality a bit to find a pot to boil water in, and when I saw that it was all rusted, I threw it out and made a new one.

    While you’re at it, bring some cutlery too.

    Caddeuk.

    I made a little too much, so there are cracks in the kitchen. It’s a fragile world.

    But it’s slowly getting smaller, so it’ll probably heal back to normal by tomorrow.

    Cooking finished.

    It was dog food, but I tried to take it to my room to eat. It was chilly when I entered the room, so I went straight to the kitchen. The fire was still on, so it was hot in here.

    First, feed the child and then think about it.

    I scooped up a spoonful and took a bite, and it wasn’t dog food, but thick dog porridge.

    I failed at water control. I’ll do better tomorrow.

    I just sat down in the kitchen and ate with my child.

    “What is your name?”

    My child is saying something in a hoarse voice when I ask him something. I can’t hear the sound. I think he has vocal cords in his throat. Is the problem with the muscles?

    Judging from the shape of his mouth, it doesn’t mean he can’t speak. He just became unable to speak.

    If you see faint lights coming from various parts of the body, it’s a parasite. This is it.

    But you can’t take away the warmth like I did. If you take away the warmth, you’ll turn into a monster and tear this kid apart.

    Would you rather take the warmth and die? Or should I make it into a harvester?

    I thought that as I looked at the child with a mouth full of porridge.

    ***

    dawn.

    It’s really chilly, probably because there’s water nearby. There was a rotten blanket in the room, so I just left it there and laid the baby down by the fire in the kitchen.

    I brought some strange fire, but it won’t go out even though there’s nothing to burn. It’s not something dangerous like nuclear power, is it?

    No, if it’s radiation, you’re already dead.

    I don’t know, but this kid is human.

    By the way, something interesting is happening right now.

    Gapjae, who returned to the law, is now on guard duty. Of course, even though he is on guard duty, he is not standing outside, but sitting in a much better place than the house I am living in now.

    In reality, the people who do the work are those in lower positions than Gapjae.

    Anyway, an amazing person appeared in front of that sudden disaster.

    She is the daughter of the previous cult leader.

    He’s a very famous person that all four of the Harvesters know. He left Cheonmasingyo for a while, but I think he came back. He persuaded Gapjae to go in quietly for some reason.

    The harvester knows that the current Cheonma treats her well, but it seems like they are on bad terms?

    She said she didn’t want Cheonma to know that she was back.

    Gapjae nodded in agreement.

    Gapjae knows that the disappearance of the previous Cheonma was caused by the current Cheonma. And all three of them, including Gapjae, think that the previous Cheonma was a good person.

    No, strictly speaking, there are four people.

    yes.

    I think Jeon Yang-do Seon-dae Cheon-ma is a good person.

    I don’t think he was a really good person though.

    Why?

    The person who created the system that puts bugs in people’s bodies can’t possibly be a good person. This isn’t the system that Cheonma created.

    Rather, it is a system that has been passed down from the previous generation or even before that.

    Anyway, Gapjae tolerated the daughter of the previous cult leader coming in.

    If it was Gapjae, he could have set some conditions, but he just let it pass and sat in his outpost, giggling.

    I guess he has some kind of plan. When it’s harvest time, we monitor him in real time, so it’s a shame that we don’t know what he’s thinking unless he says it out loud or uses it somewhere.

    Of course, you can read it if you want, but you have to decipher the reactions of countless bundles of nerve cells in your brain.

    No, what do you want me to do?

    I can’t do it.

    So I just watch Gapjae giggle.

    Eunchun and Byeongil are sleeping, and Jeonyang is absorbed in the Cheonmasingong and is practicing at the place he saw yesterday afternoon.

    The Cheonma waiting in front of the training room is really funny. Unlike when he was threatening me, he is sitting in a womanly pose.

    Is gender identity confusion a tragedy? I don’t know.

    Honestly, I like Cheonma a lot.

    I’m more interested in the group of sorcerers who summoned me.

    A summoning method that has nothing to do with Yasle’s method.

    I wish I could get this memory back… … .

    Should I extend the harvest period a bit more to reach the sorcerer?

    The group called Cheonmasingyo worships strength.

    In other words, you can do anything to gain power.

    Knowing that the harvester gives great power, there will be many applicants. Considering the environment of the Heavenly Demon Sect, there is a high possibility that there will be a sorcerer among them.

    That’s why I let you know I was here.

    The two men who gave me food will spread the word about me.

    Because they are the kind of people who don’t necessarily need to keep their mouths shut. They are also the kind of people who can easily open their mouths to anyone.

    If someone dressed up as an important person had brought it, there’s a high chance that Cheonma would treat me like an important person, but fortunately, I’m mostly being neglected.

    While I was at it, I also took some petty revenge on myself.

    Hehehe.

    That’s good. I was feeling a bit anxious because you were so guarded against me, but this will allow me to act quite freely.

    Oh, I just remembered that I was looking for revenge. Who was it that had one of the first snowballs? I destroyed it because I could break it.

    Before I rebuilt my body, I was practically a living corpse. That’s how I grew up. My five senses were completely blocked, and I was hallucinating with drugs, so my physical functions were really at a minimum.

    Most likely, you will die before reaching adulthood.

    It was meant to be used before becoming an adult.

    Human sacrifice?

    However, after looking through the memories of the four people, there is no culture of human sacrifice in the Cheonmasingyo. The identity of the first founder is a mystery to begin with.

    Memories begin to emerge around the age of three, and by then, Cho-seol had already been raised. However, there is no one around her who resembles Cho-seol.

    If there was a use for it, I would have made several, but when I look back at my memories of the first snow, I see that there is no one in the same situation.

    Moreover, if you look at the time of breeding, it was before Jeongha ascended to the position of Cheonma.

    The Cheonmasingyo itself is similar to the demonic cult in the faded memories of the man, but there is something much darker hidden in between.

    A group of shamans who are almost completely separate from the Cheonmasin Church.

    Something that had one of the first snowballs.

    And the overly large structures built on top of the karst terrain.

    The relationship between the previous leader and the current leader.

    There are many secrets.

    It means that I have to work hard to create an automatic harvesting system so that it doesn’t fall to me like the first world.

    I will do my best.

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