episode_0132

Nostalgia (2) ― One Mind Salvation Church Paradise

[…] … What is it?]

An unfamiliar voice was clearly heard upon entering the vice principal’s office.

“Huh? Whose voice is it?”

In response to my question, Seong Ga-eul, who was leaning against the window, waved something upward.

Camera in her hand.

“Aha, are you done today?”

“Yes. Are you back already?”

“He just didn’t come back.”

He stood next to her with a very proud voice.

“Looks like it’s finally over.”

“That’s right. Although it took a little longer than I expected.”

“Good. From now on—”

Seong Ga-eul’s gaze, which was looking at the camera, turned to me.

She interrupted what she was saying and tilted her head, but suddenly narrowed her eyes.

“What, why are you looking at me like that?”

Seeing Seong Ga-eul’s harsh gaze, I naturally took a step back and slightly raised my arm.

Despite my reaction, he looked at me closely without saying anything.

“… … You.”

There was a strange ambiguity in her short question.

The hand reaching out to me trembled intermittently, as if checking.

“… … ?”

Did this woman eat breakfast wrong?

I, who knew nothing about the suddenly serious atmosphere, could only blink.

When she saw that look in my eyes, she shrugged her shoulders as if she had come to her senses.

Seong Ga-eul placed her hand on her temple again and shook her head.

“I’m really going crazy.”

“… … Suddenly?”

“What happened in the beginning? Or maybe I ate something wrong for breakfast.”

“… … Huh.”

That’s what I’m asking?

Seong Ga-eul nodded as she stood crooked with an awkward laugh.

“Yes. This is One Guwon.”

“Hehehehe―”

When this woman says let’s see, will she come to her senses if she shows her paradise with an endless uterus massage?

“Yes. This face with 100% concentration is our leader.”

“No, why are you arguing with the leader who suddenly returned from a good job?”

The woman who used to be quiet when eating with executives said that several hours have passed since then.

The only thing I did during that time was finish the beginning.

A spark flashed in my mind as I quietly recalled what had happened.

[Divinity: 2]

I smiled sinisterly as I looked at the updated divinity in the status window.

“The first daughter I love, Seong Ga-eul.”

“Look at this. Something else happened?”

“Come here. I will hug you completely.”

“It doesn’t work. Fold your arms before they break.”

Tsk-

It’s a shame.

I licked my lips at her harsh warning and folded my arms.

If I had noticed sooner, I would have finally been able to have heart-rending sex with Seong Ga-eul.

I looked again at the divinity displayed in the status window.

There were other functions besides unlocking special facilities and skill backup.

Well, the name is ‘Divinity’, so it’s strange that that’s all it has.

“Now that you don’t have enough drug-laced saliva, you even stick luminescent powder on your body?”

“My body shines? I’m not using mana right now?”

“Yes. Especially the face looks kind of annoying. I really don’t want to see that soft glow.”

A heartfelt grunt struck my heart, but today there was no impact.

I struck a pose that made me look like I was smiling.

The leader of the Church of Salvation surveys paradise with his arms crossed and his eyes filled with sorrow.

“Isn’t that the cult leader’s aura you mentioned?”

“… … Wow.”

I burst into laughter at Seong Ga-eul’s exaggerated pouting.

The faces that were facing each other with small smiles simultaneously turned to look out the window.

“So you received something as compensation?”

“Yes. Divinity increases, and thanks to this, special facilities are unlocked.”

“Ah, I already checked ‘Seminary School’. That’s good. There was a need for professional personnel to conduct prayers and evangelism.”

Believers of the Salvation Church have an obligation to attend prayer meetings at least once a day at their convenience.

Prayer at dawn, breakfast, lunch, dinner, and late at night.

Unless it was a special day, I couldn’t take charge of all the prayers.

No, even if it was possible, I didn’t intend to go that far.

Even now, Seo Hye-won and other instructors from Hanmaeum Learning Center are leading prayer meetings in my absence, but it would be the icing on the cake to foster professionally trained agents.

“Wouldn’t it be a bad idea to just place one priest in each prayer room like this?”

‘Prayer rooms’ are overflowing in paradise.

The more often the believers and priests pray there, the more rapidly my faith points will rise.

I touched ‘Seminary School’ in a special facility and was pulled into paradise.

“Wow- it’s so big.”

As it was a special facility unlocked with divinity, the fully completed university campus was glowing red.

Even when looking at the minimap, the university site feels quite spacious.

“We need to create a separate campus area.”

“Thank you for your hard work, our vice principal.”

“… … Even if you don’t hand it over to me, I’m going to do it, right?”

Of course you should.

I smiled contentedly and put the religion management tab aside.

Sooo!

At that moment, the neutral power ‘train’ arrived in paradise.

The door of the train, which had stopped quietly on the platform, opened gently.

“Still?”

“… … Still.”

Not a single citizen got off the train to the paradise platform.

Thanks to this, I have not yet been able to confirm the mechanism by which the train and my ‘heavenly shield’ collide.

Perhaps, since it is a barrier that blocks all beings that pose a ‘threat’, wouldn’t citizens who have no particular intention of doing anything about paradise be able to arrive at the platform as is?

The membrane will filter out threats on its own even if they board the train.

“Hasn’t this been a little over 2 weeks?”

“Today is the 11th day since you visited the ‘Seoul Expo’.”

While we occupied the beginning, not a single citizen left their city.

No, it was no exaggeration to say that there were no citizens using the train yet.

“Citizen management is that strict?”

Even if I think it’s possible for numbers 2 and 3, what about the other idiots at the auction house?

This is very shocking as it is.

“You know this because you have seen many citizens rescued in Guro-gu. Two weeks is the time when they can’t even fully realize the situation that has hit them.”

I reluctantly nodded in response to Seong Ga-eul.

“Besides, it’s the time when the awakened people who created the city are laying the foundation and encouraging the citizens, right?”

Perhaps sensing that I wasn’t very convinced, she continued with a supplementary explanation.

I tilted my head as I felt something strange.

“If it were me, I would definitely ride it even if it was banned… … .”

“It’s really because it’s you.”

Sooo!

The train speeds up again and moves to the next city.

“Above all.”

She continued speaking after looking at the train all the way.

“Those people don’t know. Is the situation you are experiencing right now the best or the worst?”

Do other alternatives, other cities even exist?

And how is life there?

“You don’t know anything.”

She was whispering softly and quietly watching the neutral authority ‘broadcast’.

The camera in Seong Ga-eul’s hand.

“Is that why you’re putting so much effort into it?”

Another plan she had prepared while I was getting my prime.

“They say first impressions last forever, right? Besides, we are the first bread, so we should be more careful.”

The point cost to buy one hour of ‘broadcast’ is 5,000 points.

Additionally, the points required increase as you purchase different times of the day.

The price was enough to make the awakened people, who were the astonishment makers for me at the auction house, gape once again.

For those who are laying the foundation of a city, this is a point that cannot be wasted carelessly.

Consume 5,000 points for simple promotion.

In this way, we take in the defectors and increase our power.

Is this a plan that might appeal to them?

I don’t know if any of them, like me, have the ability to benefit as the number of citizens increases.

Now that it is not clearly understood, it is probably a plan that only the Salvation Church can prepare.

As if everyone didn’t feel it was very effective, the neutral authority ‘Broadcasting’ was still looking down on Seoul with an unchanging black screen.

The first video to be broadcast to all cities.

As a starting runner, Nakwon should definitely have the leading turn.

A preemptive attack on paradise that will be carried out on all fronts in a hectic Seoul.

As soon as the initial strategy was completed, a promotional video was produced.

“Can you do it well?”

I said, looking at the square in front of the temple that was already starting to get crowded.

After finishing their meal, believers were gathering in the square holding cheering sticks shining in their assigned colors.

“You have to do well. If everything goes well this time, please at least hold a festival.”

“What, wishing for Gaeumemon’s brilliant achievements?”

“It’s a festival for those who work for the Salvation Church, not for me, you idiot. And what is Autumn Dream?”

Seong Ga-eul frowns and glares at me when he hears the word Gae-eum-mong.

“Call me that one more time. I’m really dying.”

It was a nickname filled with affection… … Isn’t that a good intention?

An awkward smile and a murderous gaze.

“Ha- Now there are many passionate believers who are working for the Salvation Church in various fields other than urban design. Didn’t you see the believers busy moving around in the temple as you came in?”

As she said, I felt like there were a lot of believers going to and from the temple other than maids these days, and that was it.

So, does this mean that there is now an axis in charge of administration?

When I heard that, my heart sank even though I had no interest in it at all.

“So we also have a Department of State?”

“The real trouble is―”

She laughed softly and walked away from me with the sound of high heels.

It seemed like they were going down to the square where believers were gathered.

“Head of the State Department! Vice pontoon fighting!”

“Ha- I’m waiting. After all, believers, you too have work to do.”

He looks like he’s sighing at me, but a smile is already on his face.

I stared out the window again after seeing Seong Ga-eul, who had shown a better reaction than Gae-eum-mong, leaving the office.

Chairs lined up in the square and believers sitting in their assigned seats.

They were each holding in their hands their own light sticks prepared for the performance.

“A rich person needs to show off to be rich.”

It was rare for others to recognize a person as rich just by staying quiet.

Watches, cars, designer clothes.

Only when you are wrapped around them will you appear rich in the eyes of people.

What is rich in today’s world?

Is there anything special about it?

Numerous believers gathered from Incheon and Guro-gu.

Their clean, healthy appearance and smiles that never leave their faces.

With that alone, everyone who watches the video will experience the ‘wealth’ of paradise.

Plus, a huge performance by so many believers.

For citizens who are accustomed to all kinds of media, a performance will probably attract more attention than just me coming out and blah-blah-blah.

Interviews, performances, songs, videos.

What I want to send to them through a ‘broadcast’ that captures the essence of modern media.

“Nostalgia.”

Homesickness for a bygone era.

When the past you truly yearn for is replayed before your eyes,

When I realized that it was still there somewhere.

“Democracy or restoration of the country?”

Can they value their own ideology more than in the past?

Waves of light sparkling brightly in the square as a rehearsal.

I smiled as I looked at the colorful, beautiful waves.

Seeing such a huge performance naturally reminds me of the splendid festivals of the past.

They laughed and had fun,

Pieces of the past that you are consuming to survive this moment.

I will send them to every city in Seoul.

A nostalgic past, a drug called homesickness.