episode_0475

Meanwhile, the blood donor technician who was spying and eavesdropping on the situation going on inside the stone room is dumbfounded.

As a true professional in the world of organ ginseng, I have never once heard of the nickname ‘Kigi King Jonsinje’.

The same goes for the funny name Dareum.

However, I watched nervously as it could have been an alias.

Then, wouldn’t it be quite a sight?

The very basics of examining engines were not done at all.

Why on earth did they pound and grope and apply force knowing that something would happen?

Since ancient times, in order to understand the engine, you must first dig around it, look at its core functions, and approach it carefully.

He seems to be a pseudo-engineer who has read a few books, but I wonder if he is trying to take a piece of the cake at this point.

After that, I felt quite embarrassed.

I am sick to my stomach for daring to pretend to be an engine master, and to earn a fortune by pretending to be like that.

The blood cult technician looks at the rope on the side wall with serious eyes, specifically, the sign that says Passage Destruction.

Cut that, don’t you?

Even if we exclude the west gate, the east gate, south gate, and north gate remain, so it would be nice to knock down one of them and teach that fraudster a proper lesson.

But for that, I feel anxious about the blood and sweat of my colleagues in the passage.

Isn’t this a masterpiece created by the Blood Donors, one stitch at a time, over a period of more than twenty years?

It took many years of effort for each trap to reach the critical room.

If the passage is destroyed, all the more than 20 years of time spent by the West Gate development team would have been wasted.

So what?

Even though it’s dirty, disgusting, and disgusting, I have no choice but to endure it.

Cheong keeps making sounds.

“Um,” “Oh,” “I see.”

“Ah. Are you going to come out like this? Can’t lose.”

I thought to myself.

madam. what. I don’t know anything.

What do I have to do to make it collapse?

No, it doesn’t make sense in the first place, does it?

The door will only open if you raise your heart to the highest standard?

Is it possible that someone is secretly watching from behind and manipulates the heart of the supreme warrior to open it?

Hey, is that possible?

To have a video surveillance system in the midfield.

Unless he had clairvoyance, he would have to have eye sockets, and in that case, he would have to be able to hear things through Cheong’s superhuman hearing.

But there is nothing like that.

Or maybe there is some secret inside the hole where the heart is placed.

Even if you sweep it with the sharp and sensitive sense of blue, there is not even a tiny hole, let alone any device.

What on earth does this mean?

At most, Cheong thinks, it’s about weight?

I guess I underestimated the midfield’s mechanism too much.

Well, it’s a world where people emit rays of light, fly across the sky, emit starlight, and cut through cliffs.

hmm. I really don’t know.

Cheong thinks so and shouts.

“Hmm. All mysteries have been solved!”

Everyone’s eyes are focused on Cheong.

Cheong places his hand on his waist as if to show off and asks.

“Everyone. The door will open only when you raise your heart to the top. Isn’t it strange to begin with?”

“What-”

“What does that mean? I am very curious. Please provide teachings immediately.”

Jun Ki-chung is interrupted and Goe-seung intervenes.

It doesn’t matter who answers, Cheong just says whatever comes out of his mouth.

“The result of examination by this king of institutions-”

“Look, Sojeo. Wasn’t it a system of honoring the king of institutions?”

Povidone makes a difference.

Cheong frowned at that.

“Mrs. Either that or whatever, if it’s four, that’s it. Are you going to keep interrupting me? Should I just give the gold coin back and go home?”

“No, it’s not like that… … ”

“Usually, this type of mechanism measures the weight and shape of the object being placed. But what about the heart? Do the generous man over there and the skeletal monk over there have the same heart size?”

“It’s so plentiful!”

Povidon jumped up.

But apart from that, the audience looks at Povidon and the monster in turns and looks as if they have realized something.

The weight difference seems to be five times greater, but is it possible that the heart size is the same?

Cheong nods his head at that expression and says.

“Yes. Yes. The heart size is the same.”

“… … ?”

There are not many Jungwon players who have seen as many hearts as Cheong.

From experience, there are differences in heart size between men and women, but they are usually similar.

but.

“However, did you know that the heart also has scaffolding? The generous man will probably have some scaffolding attached to him from time to time. But the heart size itself is similar, right?”

“So, what is the point?”

“ character. Listen. But let’s say you put your heart on it. How should I upload it? Should I take off the scaffolding and clean it up? Or should the blood be removed through bleeding? How much of the large blood vessel attached to the heart should be left? What about freshness? How long after death can a heart be accepted? Can’t it be half rotten? Is it contaminated? Is the heart of a poisoned body okay or not?”

“Huh? After hearing it, I saw it.”

After listening to it, it seems plausible.

Even Cheong said to himself, “Doesn’t this make sense?”

In the first place, it was only told to offer the heart of the supreme, and there was nothing about how to offer it.

And in what kind of heart does the Chojungjeong have strength flowing instead of blood?

Even though it was the same heart that couldn’t be distinguished after being pulled out.

Some people who have experience with engines understand it even more.

Why are there so many precautions and difficult operations for things like water-boiling and arrow traps that have no particular function?

“So my conclusion is that this is a lie! I’ll bet my grandfather’s honor that putting this, whether it’s the heart of a supreme warrior or something, will have no effect.”

People tilt their heads again at that.

If you’re going to risk it, why risk your grandfather’s honor?

So, if I’m wrong, will my grandfather’s reputation be ruined?

However, Jungwon is a world where filial piety rules (pretends).

I think putting my grandfather’s honor on the line has more weight than my own.

Does that mean you sell your grandfather?

Isn’t this a pure horo bitch?

Then the monster asks something else.

“I cannot understand. So why was that phrase engraved?”

“Hmm… … . Just fight and kill each other?”

“Gasp!” “That’s right!” “That’s impossible!”

It was so persuasive that I couldn’t hold back my admiration.

Everyone’s eyes widen at once.

“##. The midfielders also have absent mothers and fathers. I really can’t believe it. Even the devil would be impressed by the character of the midfielder.”

The midfielders glared at the barbarian, but the monster showed no signs of paying attention.

It was then.

Jun Ki-chung shoots a harsh look.

“So, what is the conclusion?”

“There is no use in putting the heart in it?”

“Not that one. So how do you open the door?”

All eyes were focused on him.

Now that I think about it, it doesn’t really matter whether the request to insert your heart is a threat or not.

How to open the door.

In response, Cheong knocks on the stone door.

“There are ways. Now look.”

Cheong picks up a rock at his feet and draws a straight line on the stone gate, leaving a trace.

The line drawn in this way creates a square that is large enough for people to enter and exit.

“This is literally an empty space where the internal organs are empty, right? I figured it out by digging into it. This is the greatest art that only the Emperor of the Engine can perform.”

It was a nickname that changed every time he spoke.

Povidone wondered if one of the four had fallen out, but he thought he was a woman who would only lose money by mixing things up, so he just kept his mouth shut.

“So?”

“What is that? Sword lecture? You could even cut steel with that. Well, aren’t stones easier to cut? Cut it like this. End.”

“What?”

“If you can’t open the door, shouldn’t you just break through?”

It was a clear answer that left you amazed.

If you can’t open the door, just break through!

An idea truly unique to Mr. Koh of the West that could change our view of the universe!

It was an idea that anyone could do, like someone setting up an egg, but no one could.

“Have you seen this crazy bitch!”

The blood donation technician who was listening was so dumbfounded that he ended up screaming.

There was even a warning written on the door that it would collapse if opened by force, but they were going to cut the door open and break through?

The problem is, it really works.

It’s just a thick rock, so if you cut it with a knife and dig it out, a hole will inevitably be created.

“No, no. Who would listen to a crazy bitch like that? I even wrote down a message telling me not to force it to open.”

The blood donation technician muttered that and started biting his nails.

Fortunately, the generous man, Povidone, tried to distract Cheong.

“Look, it says there that if you force it open, it will collapse. Is that okay?”

“Normally, if you force open the door, it would take a lot of impact, right? Engines are usually operated by such shocks. I heard you cut an iron like you cut tofu, right? Then it won’t be a shock, right?”

“Hmm?”

“In the first place, the designer probably never thought that the stone gate would be cut that way. At most, they would have known how to hit it with a chisel or drill a hole and use a fire bomb.”

It’s strangely persuasive.

“ character. Well, I did everything I had to do. You have to break through the door yourself, right? Elderly?”

“What is it? Are you saying I should break through?”

“Ah, then do you also get paid to break through the door?”

The price of opening a door.

The experts were shocked by that.

Wasn’t it Jeol Nakseong who already had the justification to control the entrance?

At a time like this, we can’t let another person pay the price of breaking through the door.

“How many experts are here, and how could they put such pressure on the elderly? This povidone will help you.”

“You yourself have the ability.”

The blood donor technician is going crazy and running wild.

These crazy guys are really trying to break through the door!

So what?

Open the lid of the copper tube that has “Emergency” written on it, open your mouth, and shout urgently.

“Danju, this is a big deal! Ignorant bastards are trying to break through the door at the west gate!”

The answer he received was resolute.

-Then tear it down. Has the North-East Gate collapsed?

This means that there is only one entrance.

In response, the blood donor technician pulls out a knife.

In the mind of a technician holding a sword, the hardships of the past twenty years flash by.

My younger self sighed in despair, wondering when on earth I was going to dig up this rocky mountain.

Still, there were rewarding moments when I gradually pioneered a path and felt that human power was conquering nature.

The comrades who fell apart again and again along the way and were lost each time.

When it was finally completed after overcoming such sacrifices, the joy that made people embrace each other with tears in their eyes.

And recently, the terrible experience of having to pour out water and dig out a drain while wearing impermeable leather.

The effort, the pain, the sadness, the joy, all the feats and achievements all disappear in vain with a single cut.

The blood donation technician’s arms are shaking.

Before I knew it, the tears had welled up and were dripping down my chin.

What on earth were my years like?

Where on earth will my efforts, my lost comrades, and my youth go?

But everything is for the sake of Daegye.

To burn this rotten world.

And finally, the technician’s arm moves.