episode_0083

Cheonma regains control of Cheonma Shingyo.

No, strictly speaking, I never let go of control. The last struggle for composition failed.

The Cheonmasingyo still belongs to Cheonmas, but they do not hold funerals for Jeonyang.

Strictly speaking, I think they wrap the body in bandages and keep it until the right time for the funeral comes. Funeral culture is the same everywhere, so when they say that it should be done at a good time because it is the last journey of the deceased, Cheonma agrees without saying anything.

By the way, if you look at it from Cheonma’s perspective, the place that presides over it is called Woljedang. It is a place that has no presence among the ten halls that contain words meaning the ten longevity symbols.

Those in charge of sorcery and rituals from the Cheonmasingyo sect gather there.

That’s my goal too.

But I don’t have high hopes for it. That’s because, looking at the memories of the previous and current Heavenly Demons, the summoning method is too complicated.

If Yasle’s way is to simply offer people as sacrifices to summon them, here, you have to raise them while thoroughly managing the sacrifices in order to summon them.

It means that it is not something that can be done by someone with no powers but who has gained special abilities.

Of course, this is just what I remember from the outside, and it may be different when I actually check the technology.

Yasle’s method, which is just tricky to find a vessel to hold me in, seems better suited to the harvester.

However, if there is a special group like the Cheonmasingyo and they can devote a lot of manpower and time, the methods of the second world may also be useful… … .

Don’t settle for just one method, and don’t forget to take a multi-faceted approach.

You never know where a chance to break a wall might arise.

I know that if you only pursue the easy way, you will get stuck someday.

Anyway, today is the seventh day since Cheonma turned into a woman.

Soo and I are living well in a small house.

When it’s morning, I wake up, prepare breakfast, wake up the baby and feed him breakfast. After that, I gather some memories and teach Soo about the world.

Of course, there may be some information bias since it is based on the memories of the person who created it, but it can’t be helped.

Because the external experiences of all the people except for the composition-use are inferior to those of the composition-use.

Surprisingly, Cheonma also doesn’t have much experience going far.

That’s it in the morning, and then some light exercise in the afternoon.

I’m following along with the techniques that I know have high scores. The unfortunate thing is that such techniques can only be used properly if you have some unknown power, such as magic or energy.

Soo-oh will take care of that part.

Anyway, in addition to showing you, I also send you memories directly. People with strong egos cannot receive the memories I send.

Or don’t accept it.

When strange memories enter your head, it can be seen as trampling on your personality. That may be why you instinctively block them out.

Moreover, since there are advertisements included, many people will be annoyed and try to quit if they can.

Oh my.

I have acquired a lot of skills like this, and when you look at them individually, they are clearly good skills.

It’s disappointing that there’s something wrong with it and that there’s no organic connection point.

After you make a person who has fallen to the bottom in despair into a harvester, would it be better if you automatically raise the skill level and summon me?

But what can I do?

I caught the concept without forcing it.

There’s no immediate benefit. It would be much more profitable to brainwash people into going crazy and then have them summon me.

But we have to look to the future.

If I ever entered a world where my identity could be revealed piece by piece, or if I ever invented such a technology.

I can be confident.

I don’t think the whole world can understand me.

That’s arrogance.

Anyway, if you give it strength, it will fight on its own.

I believe that humanity is like that.

So, you give strength and receive warmth at the end. Of course, there may be someone who doesn’t kill anyone until the end.

Most people are selfish, but isn’t it strange if there are one or two strange people every now and then?

So, even if I suffer a great loss when looking at that person alone, in the larger scheme of things, I benefit. People like that are extremely rare.

How many people who have lost a family member or lover they truly love would be able to put down their sword when faced with revenge?

Rather, if there are many people who are not interested in others and who reject others, there will be a loss. If most of society becomes like that, the warmth contained in the light itself will decrease, and even after the harvest season, there will be less motivation and it is more likely that they will not move.

I saw it firsthand in the second world.

A human-shaped material that was bred from the beginning to become a elixir.

That’s because when it becomes a harvester, rather than its physical abilities becoming stronger, it gains the ability to die quickly. The light was small before I made it into a harvester, and the warmth was less than the size of the light.

He is truly a man who only does harm.

I would rather have a world like George Orwell’s 1984, because the oppressed will begin to shine the moment they have hope that they can escape resignation and despair.

Yevgeny Zamyatin’s world is not good like ours. People with little emotion will have little warmth. Even if they reach out to me in despair, it will be difficult to get the will to move forward.

Aldous Huxley’s Brave New World is the worst. It would be a world where you can’t get a harvester.

It means that the entrance to enter is blocked. There is desire there, but it is difficult to fall into despair because there is an oversupply of pleasure there.

A world stained with desire and greed due to lack is better.

In a world like that, there will be people who fall to the bottom, and when they gain power, they will try to rise to the top no matter what they have to sacrifice.

Of course, if you can’t go up to the other world, you’ll be so excited that you won’t even get your money back!

But I saw the second world and knew.

That I would be able to go to another world again someday, with technology that was neither Yasle’s nor this world’s.

If there is a second, there must be a third.

So even if you lose money now, invest for the future.

someday.

If my harvesters go around the world and send me warmth, I will happily sink to the bottom!

lol.

It definitely won’t be cold then.

“Cho-seol, what are you thinking? You’re smiling with a strange expression.”

Soo, who was working out hard, suddenly came up to me, looked at my face, and asked me in a short tone.

“I thought about a future full of warmth for a moment. I like warmth.”

Soo tilts his head and points to the kitchen. He’s pointing to the eternal flame in the kitchen. This.

“It’s warm there.”

“It’s a little hot during the day.”

I wouldn’t know if it was just a spark, but it’s definitely radiating heat. That thing.

Even if you look closely to see if there’s something strange, the appearance itself looks like an ordinary firework.

However, it cannot be moved.

If you poke a branch in, the branch will catch fire, but you can’t move the fire itself. And if you take a branch out on fire, it goes out.

The only thing that doesn’t go out is that space.

The word “horizontal coordinate system” flashes in my head, but I ignore it.

I’ve thought about pouring water on it before, but if I do that and the fire goes out, I’ll have to get some firewood and start a fire.

Even if you don’t know the structure well, it’s just like using a phone, so you’ll use it even if you don’t know the principles well because it’s convenient.

Anyway, I saw Soo standing in front of me.

Soo is holding a branch in one hand.

Martial arts. What should I do?

You will need martial arts to survive in the future, but I cannot teach you martial arts.

Are you sending me memories?

That’s just a book that’s thrown to you to read and study on your own.

What if it gets cut off before you even send it all? Or do you create a situation where you can become exhausted and then make them practice martial arts?

No. Why am I worrying about this?

Grow up on your own. Grow up on your own.

Whether I die or not, I just need to feel the warmth.

At that time, the faded memory of the man sparkles.

He’s a weak trainer.

what?

No, definitely.

If my harvester is weak, it’s annoying in its own way. Even if you raise a dog, you want it to go out and dominate others, right?

Finally, there is content that allows you to raise a child, but if the child is weak, you can’t do it. You have to listen to it.

Ugh.

Think about the reason.

If you gain experience raising someone here, it will help you when you raise a harvester in the future. In the first world, I learned that if you increase the number without thinking, the world will collapse.

So, a small number.

But to kill a lot of people, you need to be refined.

“What are you thinking?”

“I’m wondering what to do with Soo.”

How can I raise my child so that people will say I raised him well?

But that doesn’t mean I’m ready to become a professional educator.

It’s annoying.

But then suddenly Soo-oh dropped his sword. I wondered why he dropped it, so I looked at Soo-oh’s face, and Soo-oh ran towards me with a face that looked like he was going to cry.

“I want to be with you, Chosul!”

I hugged you once, but what does that mean?

Did you hear that I was throwing it away?

“So-oh. I will never abandon you.”

Rather, there is a possibility that Soo-oh will grow up and say, “I hate you!” and leave.

Puberty comes to everyone, right?

A faded memory of a man who had focused on raising a character in an RPG game, but then suddenly lost it and had to raise it again, comes to mind, and he despairs.

Since you didn’t have a child, you’re shining with memories like that. Oh my.

I patted Soo-oh.

“Just relax, Soo can do whatever Soo wants to do.”

After saying that, I looked away and saw the fence that had only traces of the house left behind.

There was a woman with blue skin looking at me with a mixed expression. When our eyes met, she climbed over the fence and approached me.

“It looks like a person.”

That’s what I said last time.

“This body is like that.”

“That’s what you do too.”

If you knew my true self, you would be disillusioned. That’s what a human being should be like.

Anyway, I know why Cheonma came to see me. So I looked at him quietly, meaning to tell him to hurry up and speak. Cheonma sighed softly and opened his mouth.

“Jeon Yang’s funeral will be held tomorrow. Attend wearing the clothes I specify.”

There is a saying that even if you can’t attend the wedding, you should attend the funeral. I nodded. Then I pointed to Soo, who was holding me tightly in her arms.

“Please prepare some clothes for her too.”

“Okay, let’s do that.”

Cheonma nodded and then, as if he had nothing more to say, he immediately turned around and went back to the main building of Cheonma Shingyo.

It’s a funeral… … .

“I’ll be busy tomorrow.”

I told Soo.

“Funeral?”

As if it was the first time he had heard that, So-oh raised his head hesitantly and asked me.

“It is a ritual performed by the living to let go of the dead from their hearts.”

“I don’t know.”

We don’t know yet.

I looked at the back of Cheonma, who was vaguely thinking about what to do, and then I grabbed Soo, who was hugging me, and threw him into the yard.

“Wow!”

“Do the exercise until the end.”

Don’t cut me off in the middle. And don’t look at me with a face that looks like you’re going to cry. So-o.

That’s it, in short. That’s it.

Member, just one more set.