episode_0367

“…It’s already time.”

After quickly reading the short story to the end, I checked the time and realized that it was well past lunch time.

‘Stop without even realizing it.’

I quickly devoured the books in the preservation library.

Because I had to read a lot of books in a short period of time, I had to speed read the books and quickly turn the pages as if I was reading a book in about 20 minutes.

Thanks to that, I was able to acquire a variety of contents from various stories written in this world.

However, it is impossible to immediately sublimate that into this ability.

‘It’s rather difficult.’

There is something, something lacking in making the stories of this world with my abilities.

I think I had enough imagination, but something was lacking to make the materials in the printed material my own.

For example, let’s say the main character in a novel has some incredible weapon.

It is said that it is a weapon used by priests who hunt vampires, and that they carry a kukri made of silver to kill vampires by cutting them in half.

If it’s Kukri, you can create its appearance by looking at the sword data on the wiki, but the philosophy of this ability – the vampire special attack – was too vague for me to capture.

‘Do we really need a video? ‘Is it difficult to actually create something like this without video?’

I also felt a bit of self-destruction.

‘If there is a picture, you can look at it and create it. ‘It’s a shame.’

It would be easier to understand if there were illustrations, but there were no illustrations, and it was difficult in many ways to use the imagination to turn the letters in the book into concrete images.

Because it is a realm of creation, not imitation.

If the goblin bat is to print out the data in my head with a 3D printer, I can just input the existing knowledge as is, but I have to create everything new.

actually.

‘I was so busy reading books that I forgot everything about skill development and everything else.’

While reading the novel, I ended up forgetting what I had to do.

‘There is a novel in which a black priest slaughters vampires with a kukri while shouting Amen. When are you confirming this ability?’

Reasons for censorship.

Excessive violence and cruelty.

And although the black priest kills Dracula in the vampire’s castle, there is a sad ending in which he is killed by the villagers due to racism rather than being revered as a warrior.

A hero or warrior who devoted himself to humanity is betrayed by humanity and beheaded and left in the village square –

“…Ugh, my head.”

I suppressed my pounding head and got up from the chair and stretched.

‘It was fun, but it wasn’t something to be used as educational material. The same goes for developing abilities.’

At first, I thought I would try to learn this ability once it came out, but the more I read the novel, the more I fell in love with the story.

“Ugh.”

What can I do?

I am a reader, and it was difficult in many ways for me to shed the nature of being a serious reader, which has permeated my soul.

‘Extracting this ability from type is like looking at it from the writer’s perspective.’

Readers can purely enjoy the work written by the author.

However, when a writer reads another person’s work, he or she takes a completely different approach.

On the other hand, how do you arrange the structure of succession and conclusion within it?

How do you use sentences and which words do you use beautifully?

How will the character’s conflict and narrative structure flow, and what will the main character ultimately do?

Analyzing and reading these things one by one cannot be said to be enjoying a novel.

When a famous chef eats food, he does not enjoy the food but rather analyzes the sauce combination, ingredients, and cooking method in the food. It is like eating food in a tiring way.

‘But I still managed to salvage a few things.’

There are three things I’m sure of.

While looking at the contents of other novels in addition to vampire-related novels, there were a few things that made me think, ‘Is this similar to that?’

‘It’s not like there is no harvest at all.’

It would be good to use them as a new concept for goblins, and it would also be good to use them as a new look for the Sephiroth Knights.

‘Can this be considered a medium hit?’

Three concepts per day were salvaged from the pre-cataclysm classics, so this must be meaningful.

Today I failed to derive a purely new ability from a book, but I achieved great success in creating an appearance and weapon with a goblin bat.

for example….

Coo coo coo.

Suddenly, the ground rumbles.

I touched the Taegeuk watch to see why the ground was shaking at this time, but the alarm that an earthquake occurred did not sound.

“……?”

First of all, it’s not just an ordinary ground pounding.

It is a vibration using magical power that flows through the concrete and shakes the room I am in.

It is a vibration that conveys magical energy, and the familiar scent of magical energy is felt.

This strong coffee aroma that can be felt from the magical power is only hers in this world.

“Ha.”

You showed up.

I was wondering where he was and what he was doing, and now he finally showed up.

‘How else do you know I’m here?’

If you find out where the man named Do Ji-hwan is, you can find out his destination, but considering that he delivered the vibration directly to this room, he must have used some special method…

“Ah.”

My eyes fell on the basket that the employee had earlier left for me to eat while I was reading a novel.

“Tangerine.”

There are tangerines.

There is a tangerine in the room, and the tangerine is like CCTV.

And if you request information from someone who can view the CCTV, of course that person will have to grant the request.

If you don’t listen, the entire Jeju Island could be in danger.

No matter how much he is the god of tangerine land, if the ‘land’ called Jeju Island disappears, Jicheonhyang will just become the god of the local supermarket.

Crack.

I peeled the tangerine and put it in my mouth, then took my coat and went out.

Every time I walked forward, the vibration stimulated my senses as if it was in this direction, and I followed the guidance of my senses and went out of the building.

And at the back of the building-

“Ah, it’s here! Jihwan!”

There was a woman sitting on a bench and calling me warmly.

* * *

That time.

“The fact that four S-class people come together like this is truly fate. Hahaha….”

The youngest S-class, Taeirin, cautiously opened her mouth to the three S-class women sitting around a table.

“Sisters, is there anything that bothers you? Everyone’s expressions are so… Is it because of Ahn Kyung-hwan?”

“To some extent.”

Yoon Yi-seon shook her head as she crunched her lunch box.

“I never imagined he could be that kind of guy. How did I not get caught until now?”

“Because I only acted thoroughly when I came to Jeju Island. I made a request for information disclosure for investigation purposes, but it looks like they couldn’t even catch the clairvoyant.”

Yunji Kim lightly tapped the Taegeuk watch with her finger.

“The warrant came out and searched all the conversations that took place through Taegeuk Watch, but there was almost no conversation with Geiya. Is it the end of old friends talking to each other? That’s all. It was all slang, but.”

“Ugh, it might be a little unpleasant. Between men.”

Yoon I-sun openly showed signs of discomfort, and Tae-irin laughed awkwardly at the discomfort.

“Ha, haha… Well, that’s right…?”

“It’s not just between men. Isn’t it the same with women too?”

“That’s right. Senior, are there people like that around you? They’re just trying to raise their status and confess.”

“A lot. I knocked it all out. That’s why we still eat separately from each other and eat box lunches at a distance from professors. Make sure no one flirts with you while eating.”

Since only S-class people were gathered, it was clear that others did not approach carelessly.

Of course, it was also because of a woman who was particularly low-pressure.

“…Hey, Seolhee? Is there something wrong?”

“It’s okay. I just did it because I had something to think about.”

Baek Seol-hee, who was eating her lunch box without saying a word, picked up a long grilled sausage from the lunch box side dish with chopsticks with an expressionless face.

“…Apart from the case of aiming to rise in status, what do you think about a person of high status snatching up a person of relatively low status?”

“Hmm…I guess it depends on the person who accepts it.”

“Right?”

Crack.

Baek Seol-hee smiled and put the sausage in her mouth at once.

* * *

She had a ponytail, her brown hair glowing almost orange in the sunlight, and she was wearing a white tennis uniform. She was sitting on a bench and waving at me to welcome me.

“Have you eaten lunch? Are you hungry? My sister brought me a packed lunch, do you want to eat it?”

“…….”

“Why are you looking at me like that? Were you embarrassed because he came without warning?”

“Why didn’t you call me?”

“Ah. Phone.”

The woman smiled awkwardly and scratched her head.

The item that everyone else would wear at least once on their wrist did not exist on her wrist.

“…surprise?”

“A surprise is definitely a surprise.”

I sat next to the woman.

“But isn’t it a bit absurd to call her your sister? In terms of age, we are the same age.”

“In terms of birthday, I was born a few months earlier, so I guess I’m the older sister, right? Sister, let me do it.”

“Do you have a fetish for your younger brother?”

“Yes. Knowing.”

They are the same age, and this unscrupulous woman who calls herself sister has as much overwhelming power as the visible magic pouch.

In one word, ‘second-in-command’.

It is not because of age or seniority, but considering the nature and expression of its abilities, it is a being that can exert overwhelming destructive power in this world.

If Gwang-Wikong is the tactical core of the hero world, then this woman is the tactical core of death.

“So, did you bring the items, Director Seong Ji-eun?”

“Yes. I brought it. I brought it…”

Villain name: ‘Chaos’ Seong Ji-eun.

“Where are you?”

She unzipped the neck of her tennis uniform, placed her hand on her chest, and smiled softly at me.

“It’s here, look for it.”