Chapter. 11. Wizards of Wizards (4)
****
“Hmm hmmm~”
“Professor Park? I guess something good happened to you? “Are you done humming?”
“Oh, what a good thing. It’s just the ordinary happiness of an ordinary man. Hot hot hot hot!”
The professor grinned like an idiot, remembering his meeting with Dana in the morning.
Just as waves have troughs and crests, emotions also have highs and lows.
They couldn’t just hug each other like that for a thousand or ten thousand years (of course, if they could, they wouldn’t have wanted to), so after carefully separating from her, the two, although awkward, continued to tell their story by each other’s side.
The first thing Dana said was an apology.
——–
“Sorry. From your perspective, a woman you don’t even remember came to you and said, ‘Actually, I was your lover. So please love me.’ “She would have done it and she would have been making a fuss.”
——–
oh my god. What is there to be sorry about? Even at that moment, the professor thought to himself, ‘I am devastated!’ I was shouting the same thing over a hundred times.
——-
“But… I didn’t want to hesitate. Because my body is weak, I thought that one day I would remain as someone’s longing…. The moment I saw you carried away like that, I thought that maybe I wasn’t the only one who didn’t have much time. Because this is a wasteland. So… I couldn’t hold back and got greedy. Sorry. In fact, even two months ago, you and I were just friends when we first met as a man and a woman, and we didn’t have a very deep relationship – ugh!”
——-
“Hehe, hehehehe….”
“Professor Park? “I need to check the connection status with GG… Professor Park?”
“Hehe… it was warm… and soft… hehe…”
I was the one who couldn’t stand it. It’s only natural that the perfect woman, whom I’m sure I’ll never find again in my life, says things like ‘I’m sorry for loving you’ with tears in her eyes, and then flies away beyond the Milky Way, heteros*xual and all.
Their excited breaths mingled together, and her startled eyes gently closed.
When she, who was frozen, gently approaches me again. That feeling of satisfaction when we both confirm that we want each other.
[Rational Professor Park], who was about to drown in a tsunami of pink emotions, said, ‘Researchers are monitoring outside!’ If I hadn’t thought of the same thing, I might have just done it. As for what he might have done… well… let’s just keep it to our imagination. It’s not on the connector anyway. No matter what you do, it’s not platonic. huh?
“Hmm… my brain waves are very unstable. Is it really okay to log in like this? “I’ll tell you again, if you log in now, you won’t be able to get to at least clearing World 3.”
“It’s 200% fine, so I guess they’ll put it in quickly. “Let’s finish quickly and then come out and go on a date.”
If you go in, you won’t be able to clear it. I can come out, but I have to redo the ‘data soul search’ that took place during the two months I was unconscious. They even had to take the risk of losing this backed-up memory every time they put it in and out, so it was right that it didn’t come out until it was naturally extracted through clear.
Flash. Flash. Tiring!
The researcher, shaking his head, manipulated the system here and there, and then the gray, dead GG icon lit up.
“Now… can I go in?”
“yes. There may be confusion, so please connect after I leave. Of course, that won’t happen… but you should try not to clear it within at least 3 months. “At least the professor’s current body… needs that much time to regenerate even the mutated part.”
“…I heard it would take 43 years before?”
“You were talking about the time it takes for a regenerated body to return to a human body. Didn’t you hear? ‘Although it is extremely subtle, the virus load is decreasing.’ go. Some human proteins are being detected in the black body tissue, whose substance is still unknown. Therefore, try to keep your human body in mind as consistently and clearly as possible, and even if you are able to clear it and come out, it would be better to consult with us before proceeding with activities in ‘that’ body.”
Damn it. Then you should have told me a long time ago, ‘It takes 3 months to recover from a monster’s body, and 43 years to return to a human!’
Anyway, this was also good news. Anyway, as long as you clear it after 3 months, doesn’t that mean you can move with a body like that? Regardless of whether my mind will still remain human if I go in there, or whether it will be twisted into that of a type 3 mutant.
First of all, not having to suck your fingers for 43 years is good enough news. Not like cancer.
The researcher who had told me all the precautions left, and only the ‘GG’ icon was shining on this strange artificial cavity.
It’s black, strange, and spacious all to yourself. It reminds me of that guy.
“Hyde. Hyde?”
The guy still has no answer. When I heard it, it seemed like I was still in my original body and pouring all my consciousness into maintaining life. I don’t know how he does it, but he seems to be keeping his body alive by manually manipulating all his involuntary muscles, including his brain and internal organs.
In short, it means that you are too busy to talk.
“…I feel like I always end up being indebted to you.”
Even though I didn’t say anything, I could still clearly feel his presence. This probably means that mine and Hyde’s consciousness is still connected. That means that he is reading my thoughts without saying anything else.
That alone was a huge relief.
Tiring-!
[welcome. P#@!&^er ‘professor’, would you like to access Gedreutz’s game?]
Kuuuk-
[YES]
[Savior, please save the continent of Gedroits…]
With a familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar connection message.
Hwaaaaaaaaaaa!
I came into the game from a completely different perspective than before.
****
Ssaaaa-
Sting, crackle! Tweet!
The distant feeling disappeared and sensation gradually returned to my body.
“This… is a bit unfamiliar.”
The sound of leaves rustling in the wind in the forest.
The sound of unknown insects and birds chirping.
The cold touch of moss wet with morning dew and that refreshing feeling that can only be felt in the forest.
“This… is the Gedroits game I knew?”
Everything was vivid. So excessive, to the point where it makes no sense. As if to show off that the GG play I’ve experienced so far is really just ‘play’ and that this is a world created by Gedreutz.
“….Technically speaking, it can be said to be the difference between the process of sending the signal from the Gedroits server through a satellite and then the signal sent from there to the brain through the connector, and the process of feeling it directly by the data soul stored in the server, but… ..”
The professor plucked a handful of grass that had grown randomly on the ground, put it in his mouth, and chewed it. The thick scent of grass filled my mouth, and the bitter taste tormented my tongue.
“As expected, it’s so vivid.”
The only weakness in Gedreutz’s game that all players regret.
Although the world of GG is filled with all kinds of dazzling gourmet food, the satisfaction of eating it is not as good as in reality.
In the community, the act of human eating is not simply satisfaction from gustatory stimulation, but satisfaction that stimulates something deep within the inherent instincts along with a feeling of fullness, and so no matter how perfect the food is in the game’s mind, the pleasure of actually eating it cannot be satisfied. He said that there was bound to be distance.
That’s why, even though you can enjoy delicacies from the mountains and seas in the game, people are turned away by a can of ecliptic in real life.
——————
faqwiki.us
Join our Discord for new chapter updates!
https://discord.com/invite/xr7SxG5T6V
——————
The bad smell coming from my body that hasn’t been washed for a long time. Dew touches your fingertips. Even the strange energy floating around. It was so vivid that you couldn’t even think of it as a game.
“Is this the NPC’s position? Other than this, it seems like there are quite a few things that have changed.”
First of all, the system window. No matter how many commands I entered, nothing came to mind. The connection is made in a different state from the player, and the merits given to the player are also lost.
Fortunately, the community and chat room built into the interface were operating normally.
=========
– Jokass: Nacho Man.
– Highway Nacho Man: Hand.
– Jokass: There are whales flying.
– A whale is flying: Hand.
– Jokass: Super lucky.
– Jokass: None? Is there really no such thing as a lot of joy in the country?
– Noru Drug: Looks like he died too.
– Jokass: You bastard. Not dead, but ‘missing’. Missing guy.
– Noru Drug: Niye, niye. Cho Lucky is missing. I wrote it down.
– Jokass: ….Ghosts don’t know anything. I won’t catch that roe deer.
– Goldman SUCKS: I’m sorry. Can I ask what you are doing now?
– Jokass: What are you doing at this hour? Are you not doing business?
-Goldman SUCKS: I can’t even dream of going abroad. I just have to turn to the domestic market. What else is there to do? At least the Dome has frozen food prices to stabilize the market, so there is no other way to do business. Just give the goods and get the money and that’s it. This is not even a business. So what are you doing?
– Jokass: This? It’s a year-end event. Attendance, funeral and inheritance distribution ceremony.
-GOLDMAN SUCKS: Attendance? funeral? Legacy?
– Jokass: Well, a joint funeral is absurd. Normally, raiders and scavengers raid a lot when the cold wave begins to prepare for winter. So, after that period has passed, we will check who survived around mid-December. Even though it looks like this, everyone is typing at home wearing black clothes. It’s like our chat room culture.
=========
“Oh, that one.”
Is it that time already?
It was a chat room event held around this time every year. Every year on December 15th. Link your personal shilling account to chat room 47, and set the decryption date for the same day next year. If you don’t survive until next year – the shillings from your bank account will pour into chat room number 47. If you survive – cancel the link for a while to prevent money from going out, then link again at the end of the funeral and plan for next year.
It was a small event that Jokass started a few years ago to at least see off people who live alone without family on their way out, and to even pay for the funeral since the dead can’t even afford Lao-tzu, but it has now become the year-end event of chat room number 47.
Even people who I don’t usually see often showed up in the chat room at least once that day. First of all, if you don’t want to spit out all the money saved in your player account, you have to hold onto the linked account.
=========
– Goldman SUCKS: You guys… live a really interesting life.
– takealook: You. Now that includes you too. Quickly link the money that you can’t take with you when you die.
– Noru Drug: Cancer, if you want to laugh and have fun here, you must definitely do this. Inspiration: How old are you this year? Not doing it today or tomorrow? Surely you don’t plan on going to the afterlife with all those shillings on your back? It’s so heavy that I get sick while walking, old man.
-Goldman SUCKS: They’re like thieves.
[P#@!&^er ‘professor’ has joined the chat room.]
– Jokass: Next, Heungan Bay.
– Heungan Mandu: Stop, stop!!! It came, it came!
– takealook: He is a professor.
– Noru Drug: Hey, weren’t you behind? You’re alive!
– Holly: Oh my…. The Dome made and aired a documentary like some kind of dead great person. Were you alive?
– Jokass: Where have you been and what have you been doing? I heard Holly wasn’t even in the hospital. Hey, talk to me! hey!
=========
“….Guys. They usually tell me to go after them like that…”
Jjiee-ing-
It’s a bit touching. Even though I don’t know his face, he still welcomes me like a friend who died and came back to life –
=========
– Noru Drug: You’re asking for a lot of money! I already knew that BDSM leader Professor Park’s hidden assets would be poured out at today’s funeral, so I came with high expectations! Did you come up from the underworld because you didn’t want to give money?
– takealook: I have a lot of food stockpiled. Why don’t we just assume he’s dead for now? We’ll share it well.
=========
There is no way. It’s all the same, you damn bastards. Was it for my money?
=========
– Jokass: Just kidding, anyway, I’m happy to have your name on this year’s attendance list, Professor Park. But why aren’t you saying anything?
– Speed Wagon: Professor Park is currently playing GG for treatment as he has suffered serious injuries in various ways. If you’ve seen the documentary, you’ll know that he suffered a brain injury that makes it difficult for him to use the connector system smoothly. As far as I know, live broadcasting is not possible and only recorded video can be uploaded if it is saved in the connector.
– takealook: Thank you for the consistently fast information, Miss Dana.
– Speed Wagon: ….who?
– takealook: The Doom Gay guy told me this? Professor Park said that he cared a lot for the people here and that if he was an acquaintance, he needed to know the current situation, and as he talked, your name came up. Honestly, it was as shocking as Professor Park lying down. You are a woman.
– Speed Wagon: Oh my.
– Noru Drug: Why? Is that amazing? Am I a girl too?
– takealook: Wow! Don’t be rude! Everything else is okay, but not you! Don’t destroy my fantasies and dreams about women!
– Noru Drug: Huhuhuhu. Honey, the sooner you wake up from your dream, the better. Wouldn’t that be the only way to face reality, meet a woman worthy of her means, and give birth to a son named Sunpung, thereby contributing to the development of humanity?
– takealook: Kieeeeeek!!
– Roru Drug: Hahahahahahahahaha
– Jokass: This is truly nonsense.
– Heungan Mandu: This is crazy! I’m out of here!
[Player ‘Heungan Mandu’ has left the chat room!]
=========
“Phew, my gosh, they really are like crazy people all the time.”
….I’m glad I have this. I felt like if I played in such a realistic world without a real system, I wouldn’t be able to tell which part was real and which part was fake.
Watching these guys’ comic talk, I realized that I wasn’t lost in some strange world and that I was still playing GG. Okay, let’s just say there was a graphics update. You can gradually find out what has changed further. I’m playing now, so I should focus on my job. If you criticize me for no reason, I will die in vain.
“Let’s see… The last time you logged out was when you arrived at the exiled elf village in the middle of the Blue Line Mountains, right? “I asked you to wait until morning, so I agreed to wait?”
Looking around, I saw the group scattered around the cart and the wizard tied to a tree, fast asleep. It seems that it is still too early for the tired group to wake up.
“…Would you like to eat something?”
The professor began to take out the utensils from the cart, quenching his appetite as he wondered what the finest beef jerky from Loharam Gyodan would taste like.
****
Far away!
The more I looked at Idrasil, the more I became curious about the identity of those strange people.
A day after observing the humans settled in front of their village, Kaneran.
Their behavior was extremely bizarre.
Doesn’t the old wizard, who smells like water, get horny when she sees her old friend, the spirit?
A human-eating troll has eyes like the mother tree, and with those wise eyes, it gives off an unpleasant smell of death, or rather, a smell of death that is even stranger because it is not unpleasant.
What I saw yesterday was strange enough, but as soon as the hero, who is the person of most interest, opened his eyes at dawn, he fell down, ate raw grass, and said, ‘Hmm, bitter!’ Really write it!’ He said the same thing and then looked blankly into space and grinned.
“…Narim? “Are humans really like that?”
“I do not know. However, if humans are creatures that naturally behave like that… I think I fully understand why the Great Mother told us to stay away from them.”
Idrasil slowly stepped back, looking at the group of humans who must have been suffering from mania.
Oh my gosh!
Somehow, it seemed like I wouldn’t be able to keep the tree roots out of my mouth as long as they remained by my side.
****
fantasy,
