episode_0132

“Dabin.”

The days are full of preparations to raid the professor’s lab.

Choi Se-rim called me from the corner of the hallway.

It’s been a long time since we’ve had a conversation like this, just the two of us.

She approached me with the same mysterious aura she had when we first met.

“By any chance,”

My sister didn’t have a laptop in her arms right now, but I thought I could hear the sound of her tapping on it.

My older sister when I first met her.

Choi Se-rim, who was still working as a librarian at the Infinite Library, was sitting in the hallway.

I squatted down quietly next to my sister.

Choi Se-rim seemed to stare at the middle of the hallway for a moment,

“… … No.”

He stopped talking soon after.

It’s going to be confusing.

Since handing over the role of librarian to me, Choi Se-rim quickly forgot about the ‘truth’.

About what dangers this world faces.

About what happens in the future.

And about ‘seven’.

But it seems like there were some memories left.

“By any chance,”

The question begins again.

“Can I see it after that?”

Without giving a detailed explanation, Choi Se-rim just asks a question.

A question that lingers in the air without an answer.

Choi Se-rim’s uncertain voice is added afterwards.

“I think you might know.”

“… … .”

I looked at the other person without saying a word.

In fact, there was no need to explain this.

Something that Se-rim and I share.

Because I knew about it better than anyone else.

Infinite Library.

Or the Wanderer’s Library.

Or where all the information comes together.

There, the story of the world is expressed in one book.

Countless world lines that branch out depending on your choices.

Countless layers of narrative piled up high.

This is a vast and dangerous amount of information that is impossible for an ordinary person to read.

But it is possible for the librarian of the Infinite Library.

Of course, he needs to be given permission, but he can open the book and read the information he wants.

So I already know what Sister Se-rim is asking.

future.

Choi Se-rim asks about what will happen in the future.

Will we be able to safely reach the professor’s lab?

Can you successfully raid the professor and thwart his plans?

Will anyone die or get hurt in the process?

What happens after that?

To conclude,

“You will succeed.”

We succeed in stopping the professor.

No matter what choice you make.

Even if we do nothing.

The professor’s plans are blocked by fate.

“… … I see.”

“Up to this point, it has to be that way. If we make a different choice, that worldline.”

I thought about it for a moment.

“It’ll disappear. I still remember it.”

To Choi Se-rim, who was smiling bitterly, I answered with the same expression.

This is an infinite loop.

If we don’t stop the professor, the world will just rewind.

Until you make the right choice, keep going. Keep going.

But we cannot be completely at ease.

As regression repeats, the existence of the world becomes increasingly unstable.

And at some point, instead of rewinding, it will disappear completely.

We don’t have many opportunities.

“What happens next? Do you know what happens?”

“I don’t know either.”

The scene I can see is him pointing a gun at the professor’s head and pulling the trigger.

That moment is the last.

The future beyond that was not written in books.

“That’s really it.”

“Yes.”

“Then, Dabin. So, does that mean it all ends there?”

He shook his head.

“No.”

Just because you can’t see it doesn’t mean you can’t move forward.

“From there, we have to do it ourselves.”

Everything is chaos. You may bump into countless things in the dark.

This apartment we’re trapped in. We meet the professor inside, stop his plan, and pull the trigger.

I have no idea about the world after that.

Rather, it is unlikely that it will be a normal world.

Time and space. Logic may not work properly.

however.

You have to do it to survive.

Just like it always has been.

“Brother?”

A lively, somewhat excited voice.

I turned my head in surprise.

Yoon Da-ju was looking down at me with her back half-bent.

“Se-rim is here too. What are you two doing?”

“No, just.”

There was no need to beat around the bush.

As if something urgent had come up, Da-ju grabbed my wrist and helped me up.

“Come here quickly. I just found something ridiculous.”

“Huh?”

“Sister, come quickly too. Because Haewon found something really amazing.”

The place we arrived with Daju was, as expected, in front of the hotel.

This is the room where Jeong Hae-won stayed.

Knock knock-

“Uh. Sister, just a moment.”

It’s a voice that seems passionate about something.

Soon the door opened and Jeong Hae-won appeared.

A guy who can’t take his eyes off his phone.

I stretched my head and glanced over my shoulder to check the screen.

“What? Internet broadcasting?”

“Yes.”

I remembered when I first met Jeong Hae-won.

At that time, the guy was filming an internet broadcast and was experiencing abandoned house content, and then he ended up in this apartment and got trapped.

“My channel. I just thought of it and came here. But, look here. ”

“Is the internet connection working? No. Is it not working? There are no channels?”

“No, I have one.”

Jeong Hae-won taps his cell phone.

“Sis, I’m here, so I’ll go back in.”

After a while.

In the cell phone of the guy who turned towards me, there was an internet broadcast channel floating around.

[Live]■■■

If you’re connected to the channel, there should definitely be a video.

A blank screen displays nothing.

“What? There’s nothing?”

“Does your sister feel the same way?”

“… … Yeah. I don’t know either.”

Jeong Hae-won must have called me out of curiosity.

Anomaly observation aptitude that allows you to see things that were previously invisible.

Because I’m good at that.

No. Rather than saying I’m outstanding, it’s more accurate to say that there’s no one with a better aptitude than me.

He already had a keen sense of smell, and now he has the added ability of a ‘privateer’.

And yet I can’t see anything.

You can simply connect to the channel.

“But it’s not dangerous.”

Risk is something that can only exist if interaction is possible in the first place.

This unknown broadcast channel that suddenly appeared only shows a black screen and nothing more.

Crackle, crackle… … .

“Huh?”

Yoon Da-ju reacted to the sudden noise, but that was it.

There is literally nothing on the screen anymore.

I was so confused that I thought my phone screen had turned off.

“… … ?”

Everyone is looking at me, so I feel like I need to explain something.

I opened my mouth and scratched my head for no reason.

“Maybe it’s because of the interference of the world line.”

All events are connected by cause and effect and progress through time.

But this apartment is like a tangled ball of thread.

Events that have lost their cause or whose results have disappeared can appear and disappear like fragments.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Jeong Hae-won asks again, seeming somewhat disappointed.

“There may be traces of someone trying to broadcast here. Or,”

I answer dryly, then remember it later.

Even I can’t see the future after escaping the apartment. After that, countless possibilities are alive.

If the order of events in this apartment is so tangled, it wouldn’t be difficult to find traces of the future.

“It could be a future possibility that has not yet been realized.”

At that moment.

There was noise again from Jeong Hae-won’s cell phone.

Crackle crackle crackle… … .

Everyone was holding their breath and waiting, hoping that a human voice would suddenly pop out.

Choi Se-rim, who had been quietly watching the situation, spoke quietly.

“Dabin. Could it be that the connection is bad?”

“Huh?”

“Just like when the internet signal is not good, the broadcast doesn’t come out well. This is a similar feeling.”

“Signal… … .”

Jeong Hae-won, who had been listening to the conversation from the side, stretches out his arm and moves his cell phone around.

Now he’s even lifting his chin. It doesn’t seem like he’ll be able to get a good signal if he goes up. He’s quite enthusiastic, as if he’s serious about internet broadcasting.

“Sister! Will this get the signal?”

“Uh… ….I don’t know.”

Se-rim, who is unsure, trails off.

However, this is not a completely baseless statement.

“Just a minute.”

If your connection is poor, you should move to a place with a good signal.

And what we want to discover is an incident from another world line.

That is, the strength of the signal can vary depending on space or time.

Chi, chiik, chijijik… … .

“Huh? It works! I guess it works better if you go to a high place!”

First of all, in the case of space, moving to that extent has no meaning.

This is something that would disappoint Jeong Hae-won if he heard it.

The excited guy is jumping around trying to find the highest place he can.

“Come and see what Daju Noona has to say.”

“What. What are you going to do?”

“My sister is carrying me.”

“No. You have to carry me.”

“Huh? My sister is stronger.”

“So.”

“Huh?”

“So, isn’t it possible to make other people do difficult things? If you’re weak, you can’t make other people do these things.”

“No, what is that… … .”

In contrast to the anxious Jeong Hae-won, Yoon Da-ju just smiles brightly.

“Give me your phone. Bow down.”

Yoon Da-joo, who received the cell phone, jumps up onto Jeong Hae-won’s shoulder.

Jeong Hae-won screaming.

“Aaak!”

Yet it seems pitiful that they are trying to catch the signal somehow.

Jijik. ※§★＠◎

Support-!

A signal that is gradually getting stronger, separate from Jeong Hae-won’s nonsense.

What matters is not space but time.

And as time went by, the frequency of the broadcast began to adjust little by little.